Lanshan Villa, in the living room.

"Push online articles overseas?"

When Zhou Zhou was stunned when she heard what Zheng Ge said, she had never thought about it.

Can online literature really be promoted overseas?

Can Wei Guoren understand martial arts and fairy tales?

Guo Ya, Meng Tongfeng, Simmon and others looked at each other and thought about the feasibility.

“Yes, push it overseas.”

Zheng Ge smiled and said, "Just like Japanese comics, online literature is also a cultural specialty of our China. Nowadays, many classic works have been born. Why can't they be promoted overseas?"

Everyone thought about it, but didn't answer.

After a while, Guo Ya said, "This... Mr. Zheng, I won't talk about fantasy novels. They are more Westernized and have Westernized names. It should not be a big problem. But our Chinese immortal novels and martial arts novels may not work."

"First of all, foreigners may not be able to understand it. Secondly, it is difficult to translate it. Especially some Chinese ancient Chinese language, such as the way of heaven, the way of a great way, and the urgent word "ruling" and other words, if the translation is not good, foreigners will not understand it at all."

"It's not easy to translate, so make lyrics!" Zheng Ge said.

"Make a word?"

Everyone looked at each other, translated an online article, and created some English words?

But think about it, it seems feasible?

Zheng Ge smiled and said, "Okay, this matter is left to Zhou Zhou. Looking back, you will discuss with your colleagues in the editorial department and strive to launch the International Edition of the Starting International as soon as possible. For translation, I suggest going to the Foreign Languages ​​College to invite those fresh graduates to form a huge translation team."

"This... OK." Zhou Zhou was a little depressed. This time I came here, I wanted to ask Zheng Ge for some benefits. For example, tilt some resources to Qihang.com and promote Qihang Reading more.

As a result, the benefits are not much, and this has another task.

She could imagine how difficult it would be to promote online articles.

There are too many problems.

Cultural differences are the most important point.

Zheng Ge looked at Zhou Zhou's unhappy little face, smiled, and said, "This thing has been done, and we have also been cultural export. Over the years, foreign culture has entered our China. However, our Chinese culture rarely goes to the world. In just two years, the development of the Han Shang Silk Road has allowed foreigners to see our Hanfu culture. It also allowed overseas people to know the beauty of Chinese Hanfu."

"Okay, I will do this." Zhou Zhou said seriously.

She could also see that Zheng Ge was not just talking about this.

This is coming true.

The big boss must be serious, and as a subordinate, he must be serious.

Zheng Ge nodded and said, "This matter is not urgent. The most important thing at the moment is the domestic market. When the domestic market is completely stable, it is not too late to develop overseas markets. However, you can also build a website first, and there is no need to rush to promote it. Do the preliminary work first. When the time is ripe, then vigorously promote it."

"I understand." Zhou Zhou nodded seriously.

...

After chatting for a while, my parents were a little tired, so they went upstairs to rest. Zheng Geze, Guo Ya, Simmon and others came to the pavilion in the villa garden, drinking tea and chatting.

"Mr. Zheng, do you like the guqin?"

Simmon asked suddenly.

"Guqin?"

Zheng Ge was stunned and said, "It's not a question of whether he likes it or not. After all, it is an ancient Chinese instrument, and he has a good impression of it. But I can't play it! Even the piano at home is just a decoration."

Upon hearing this, Xi Meng smiled and said, "When I was choosing a gift for my uncle, I happened to meet a village that specializes in making guqins. It is understood that this village has been passed down for hundreds of years. At present, more than half of the guqins on the market in China come from this village."

"So amazing?" Zheng Ge was surprised.

"It's not amazing, either."

Simmon shook his head and sighed, "The main reason is that fewer and fewer people have learned guqin over the years. Nowadays, children have gone to learn piano and Western music, and they don't like ancient musical instruments very much."

"The sales of guqin in China are very different from pianos every year. Although a large part of guqin on the market comes from this village, this village is about to break its heritage. Young people are basically going out to work. Only some elderly people are remaining."

Zheng Ge was a little silent.

This can also be regarded as the withering of traditional Chinese culture.

Musical instruments that were once glorious for thousands of years gradually declined due to the invasion of Western instruments.

However, although he felt a little uncomfortable with these things, he had no choice.

Immediately, he thought that in the last draw, he seemed to have won a collection of classic music from Earth. It not only contains Western music, but also contains a large number of Chinese classical music.

For example, some of the more famous guqin music in history.

Perhaps, these classic folk music can be promoted.

It is hard to say whether it can revitalize folk music.

It is difficult to change the people's thinking and let children learn folk music instead of Western music.

It can't be changed by just one or two classic music.

"The village specializing in making guqin is quite good. When you take a vacation one day, you can go and have a walk around. There should be many stories there." Zheng Ge said.

Simeng smiled and said, "Okay! When will Brother Zheng have time? I'll take you there."

Zheng Ge nodded, turned around and continued to chat.

...

In the evening, Zheng Ge kept everyone for dinner.

After dinner, those who were close to home, such as Guo Ya and the others, went home directly.

Simmon, Meng Tongfeng, Aliang and others lived in the villa.

Anyway, there are many rooms here, which is enough for everyone to live in.

"Mr. Zheng, is it really feasible to promote online literature overseas?"

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Zhou Zhou asked with great worries beside the tea table in the villa garden.

Like Simmon and others, she would go back to Jiangnan City tomorrow, so she would stay here at night.

Some of them can't sleep, so I want to talk to Zheng Ge.

"What do you think?"

Zheng Ge took a sip of tea.

"I think it may work, but it may be difficult. After all, literature is not like clothes and shoes. If people don't recognize this kind of culture, we can't do anything about it!" Zhou Zhou said.

"You are still not confident in your own products!"

Zheng Ge smiled and said, "We Chinese can accept superheroes and comics. Why can't We Guoren accept our online articles? Of course, if you want others to accept it, you also need some methods. For specific things, you can take it slowly."

"oh!"

Zhou Zhou said oh.

Seeing her absent-minded look, Zheng Ge shook his head, "Don't think about it anymore, go back and build the website first, try to translate a few good works, and try it out."

"Okay, I understand." Zhou Zhou said.

Zheng Ge nodded and stood up, "It's good to understand. Okay, it's getting late, go and rest."

As he said that, he walked towards the villa.
Chapter completed!