The company's business projects, as well as Lin Yi's pseudonym, have been determined.

All that's left is to get it up and get a decent inaugural issue.

Nick said to do it, and assigned a room to Lin Yi to let him create with peace of mind, and asked Lin Yi if he needed anything?

"Honestly, I don't know much about the past, can you tell me a little bit about Steve?"

Speaking of which, the three of them have too much to say.

Nick started by going on a lot, but he obviously didn't know as much as Carter.

In the end, Peggy Carter closed the door and had a good talk with Lin Yi.

She recalls meeting Team America in the past, as well as Steve's most important partner, Bucky Barnes.

The story of the two of them joining the army one after another, as well as Steve's transformation and being injected with super soldier serum, is simply infinitely emotional.

Lin Yi pretended to record it, saying that he would write an outline first, and slowly add branches and leaves by himself.

In fact, the so-called stories are simulated by him in the scene set.

It's really time to start work, just transform the scene.

Therefore, looking at Carter, who was infinitely sad when it came to emotion, persuaded her to go out and breathe, and talk about it next time.

He locked the door of the room, and began to climb the skill tree while there was no one left and right.

Summon the little wrecking orb, take out the creation work, create a magical set of brushes for yourself, and impart spirituality with divine thoughts.

After getting the tools he needed, he drew the story of the birth of the American team in memory.

This process is a bit long, after all, it is a parent-child painting, and it is not easy.

In the middle, he also went out twice, claiming that he wanted to buy materials, and got back a lot of painting tools.

Nick and the others were not idle, they all started anyway, so they simply went to apply for the company first and got the issue number and other formalities for Lin Yi.

Then contact a printing factory to help print comics, and when the time comes, just get a few hundred copies, even if it is an errand.

Lin Yi locked himself in his room and began to work behind closed doors.

There used to be magic printers, everything was automated, no need to worry about it.

Now you have to make a show.,Besides, the style of American comics is still quite different from Japanese comics.。

The style of manga in ancient times is not quite the same as that of later times, and it is quite difficult to master.

Therefore, it took several days to revise and revise the manuscript of the first issue, which was more than 20 pages long, and part of the draft of the second issue.

It's almost okay to make a difference.

Lin Yi came out with something and told Nick to take this to printing, right?

The three of them gathered around and looked at the manuscript he had drawn, and were a little stunned at first.

This style of painting full of thick lines, as well as a slightly exaggerated style, is no one.

Carter deliberately read it, but he thought it was pretty good.

That's not the point, though.

Engaging in comics is just a superficial cover-up, and it doesn't need to be too good.

"This kind of comic, there shouldn't be many people reading it, right?"

Dugan said subconsciously.

"Whatever, just print it out. Do you still have to rely on this to eat? ”

Nick looks like a big guy and takes things to the printing house he contacts, ready to print the first issue of "Captain Rice" comics, and then send them out for sale.

He also chose the channel, the newsstand at the post office, and the nearby convenience store, you can put some of them.

The first batch doesn't need too much, two or three hundred meanings are good.

Get things done here first, and they can come back and get down to business with peace of mind.

Is Nick still waiting for Pierce to give them the order to do their job?

And now there's a mission, and even their department doesn't exist.

Lin Yi thought that there would be a long time to be idle in the future, so take your time!

So the comics were released as usual, and several people were busy in the office, waiting for the task to be assigned to do the real business.

I'm bored in my spare time.,I can't help but talk about the comics that are released.,My heart says will anyone read it?

"It's just comics, and children don't necessarily have the money to buy them, so they can't make any waves."

"I guess candy is more appealing, right? What if I go back to the newsstand and ask us to return the goods? ”

"It's just that Lin Yi has worked so hard to paint so much, and he always feels that it's useless!"

"It's okay, I'll just pass the time."

The four of them gossiped and gossiped, and the general expectations for the comic market were very bad.

However, his eyes never took off the phone on his desk, waiting for the assignment from above.

Jingle bells!

That night, it finally rang.

Carter was dozing off the table when he suddenly perked up and answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Marvel, Inc. Who are you looking for? ”

"You're the company that publishes the Captain Rice comics, right? I want to ask, is this comic only one issue? ”

Well, I actually asked about the comics.

Carter had a slight disappointment on his face, but he just subconsciously socialized.

"Yes. This is the first issue of our comic that has just come out. Sir, is there anything you need? ”

"No, this comic is so pretty! I'm going to order a few more, can you send us another 200 copies? ”

What, it's actually to be ordered?

Carter's expression is very complicated, why does anyone really like to read this comic.

"Hey, where are you? Newsstand, or ......"

"We are a convenience store on XX Street, and the children who came here today have all seen this manga and like it very much. You must deliver the goods regularly! ”

After saying that, the other party hung up.

Carter was left speechless, and hung up the phone for a long time.

"They said, if you like our comics, you want 200 more!"

"Isn't it?"

The cigar in Nick's mouth almost snapped.

"Who has the time to reprint a comic for him? Tell each other that there are so many in the first issue of the comics! ”

In the future, the phones in front of their desks rang one after another, and they were actually the places where they were sold before, and they called one after another, asking when the next issue would be released, and they wanted to have a few more copies.

"Crazy, it must be crazy! It is estimated that these people have nothing to do when they are idle, so they pass the time with comics. ”

Dugan kept answering the phone, annoying, for sure.

Lin Yi smiled and didn't answer, saying maybe!

"What then? They all want to read comics, and they also say that this style close to current affairs reminds them of the style of the American team at the beginning, and it is just right to popularize the history of World War II to children. ”

Carter complained with tears and laughter, and Nick was so angry that he slammed his fist against the wall.

"Miscalculated! What a miscalculation to forget how popular Steve used to be! ”

"What to do? The crowd is so enthusiastic, shouldn't we give them some cold water? ”

Lin Yi decisively began to fan the flames and fool them into making trouble.

"Yes, tell the newsstand that the manuscript is missing. I can't reprint it. I don't know when the second issue will come out, so let them wait slowly, right? ”

Haha, Nick came up with a genius idea.

I won't be able to do your business yet.

Lao Tzu is not specialized in comics, so he doesn't want me to change careers.

The four of them agreed all the time, and then ruthlessly refused the phone call and made them wait indefinitely, right?

And just like that, a stressful night passed.

The four people who thought that the wind and the waves would be calm and the matter would end like this, when they came to work the next day, they found that the door was blocked.

said that he wanted to buy a limited edition comic, and said that he was willing to pay any amount of money, and asked them if they were willing to cut their love.

What the hell is this?