"Ponyo on the Cliff" is actually the boss's work.

I don’t know who first spread this news. In short, everyone who works at Little Red Horse knew about it.

Everyone's first reaction was to be excited, because Zhang Tan had a brilliant record in the past. Now the studio's main comic "Qin Shi Ming Yue" and the comic adapted "Dream Searching for Dreams" are his works, which make people have to believe his vision and ability.

Soon the studio's opinions were unified and the production of "Ponyo on the Cliff" began.

Wang Yinghu, editor of the "Da Tang Fantasy Night" magazine, quickly got the news and couldn't wait to call to inquire about the situation.

He may be the person who cares most about this comic except for the studio. He is the editor of Xiaohongma Comic Studio. Whether the new comics are good or not is directly related to his performance.

Xin Xiaoguang: "The story is this story."

He told Wang Yinghu about the story of Jinyu Ji on the phone.

"It's a little fresh." Wang Yinghu said slowly.

“This is a bit special.”

"Can't you be more violent?"

“What about?”

"For example, "The Ming Yue of Qin" is more attractive to readers."

"Haha, the market is so diverse, and every subject has an audience, you don't have to worry too much."

"I'm not worried. Who dares to question your little red horse's works? Of course I feel relieved. I mainly feel sorry. "Qin Shi Ming Yue" is so popular now. This fire has already started. It's a pity not to strike while the iron is hot. Have you noticed that our competitors have recently launched similar hot-blooded comics. The market has been made. We have made it. Just give up like a big cake and lost it after taking a bite. What a pity?"

"Brother Wang, what you said makes sense, but we didn't lose it after taking a bite. Isn't "Qin Shi Mingyue" a second part? As long as we grasp this backbone, we will be indispensable in this market."

"That's right, the market is so big, with your current reputation, you can get more cakes."

...

Xin Xiaoguang found that he could not reach an agreement with Wang Yinghu. Although his words were tactful, his attitude was very firm.

"We are Little Red Horse Comic Studio. We never compete with people for cakes. I am only a trendsetter."

This sentence shows that Wang Yinghu has nothing to say.

Wang Yinghu was worried, so he came to Xiaohongma in the afternoon. After reading a more detailed story summary and several comics that had been drawn, he thought it was really good, but he still felt that the hot-blooded comics were the more correct choice.

He returned to the magazine and reported to the editor-in-chief.

The editor asked: "Then what are your plans? Can you change your mind when you little red horse studio?"

Wang Yinghu was stunned and was asked, yes, what could he do? He could only suggest that he could not control the creative intentions of Little Red Horse Studio.

Seeing that he was silent, the editor-in-chief said, "Oh, otherwise, aren't you going to want this new comic?"

Wang Yinghu was shocked and said quickly: "Of course, I have read this comic. It's very outstanding. I just think it's a pity, but I don't deny its excellence."

Editor-in-chief: "You see, you can neither let them change their minds nor do they want them. Magazines cannot do it, but they don't want them, but the market. Now they represent the market. If the market abandons them one day, we can choose a new 'market'. As for now, why not be able to get along with the market? If they want to do that, let them do it. We have done everything we should do, and leave the rest to them."

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At Xiaobai's house, Lao Bai and Xiaobai are both there. Lao Bai is cooking. Xiaobai is helping him. As soon as he handed him a porcelain bowl, he ran out.

"Don't run away, and there is also Ao Xiaobai!"

The child ran away without any response. Bai Jianping muttered and took a plate, shoveled out the fried pepper meat, put it on the plate, and brought it to the dining table in the living room.

"What are you living in?" Bai Jianping asked, and saw Xiaobai sticking things on the wall of the living room.

"Hohohohoho~~~~"

The little guy smiled proudly. Bai Jianping leaned closer and saw that he was a chubby little girl, who looked like a human but not a human.

"What is this?"

"Xiaobaishi."

"Claws??Is this you??Did you make a mistake?" Bai Jianping was surprised. If the little girl in the painting was really a novice, she would definitely eat more than one pound, at least thirty or forty pounds before she could gain a good figure.

Xiaobai was very dissatisfied with his reaction.

"Claws? What's your look, uncle, you're a man, you can't see clearly, just me."

"You are the ones who are always talking!!! Look at my muscles!"

Xiaobai didn't look at it, and she disdained to look at it. She ran away, ran into the bedroom, posted a portrait of Ponyo next to her small bed, and ran into the bathroom, and posted it on the porcelain board.

She ran out and glanced around.

Bai Jianping said: "You are so busy, Xiaobai, eat Mangmang, come and eat Mangmang."

When Xiaobai saw that the TV was on, Laobai was watching TV while eating. She ran over and clicked and posted a portrait on the TV.

Bai Jianping: “…”

"Xiaobai, what do you mean? My uncle wants to watch TV, so how about you post a doll on the TV?"

"Good-looking."

"You can't be treated as a scattered person even if you look good."

"Aren't you eating Mangbang?"

"TV is my uncle's spirit."

"paw?"

"The spirit is rampant!"

"What is Le?"

"Tear you off quickly!"

"I'm a baby, are you going to tear me off?"

Bai Jianping found it difficult to communicate with her, so he took off Ponyo on the TV. Xiaobai screamed and said that she was going to chat.

"Habao~~eat the bastard."

Xiaobai laughed and pressed the peeled portrait on his head and pressed it on the storefront, becoming a lively little zombie.

"Hehehehehehehehehehahaha~~~"

"I'll see you being so rude."

This was not a problem for Xiaobai. Xiaobai pouted his mouth and blew his breath, and the portrait flew up. She immediately picked up food and had a meal, repeating this.

Bai Jianping only looked at it and said nothing, and let her go. Suddenly the portrait was a little relaxed, and was blown away by Xiaobai in one breath and fell into his bowl.

Bai Jianping: “…”

noob:"……"

...

"Are you okay if you are a little silly?"

On the way to Xiaohongma, Bai Jianping reminded Xiaobai who was behind him, and he thought Xiaobai was too naughty and couldn't control it, so he had to call Lao Ma.

"I'm so stupid, I'm a good baby, I'm just a little smart."

“…”

When he arrived at the little red horse, Bai Jianping sent Xiaobai in and turned around and left.

Zhang Tan got off work early in the yard and was having tea and chatting with Lao Li.

He brought the tea, bought by Su Lan, and Lao Li praised it endlessly.

"Boss Zhang also drinks mulberry leaves?" Xiaobai was puzzled.

Lao Li didn't want to pay attention to her. She was like the little girls of Liuliu Xier, and stubbornly thought that he could soak mulberry leaves and drink it.

Zhang sighed and said, "Do you want to drink some of them?"

Xiaobai wanted to try it curiously. If Lao Li gave it to her, she would not drink it because she was afraid it would be poisonous, but this was an invitation from Boss Zhang.

"Xiaobai, don't be over~~~ Run away, Boss Zhang is poisoning."

Just as Xiaobai was about to drink, the cry of jujube came from the woods. When Xiaobai heard this, he ran away and stopped drinking.

Zhang Tan said to Lao Li: "It's really a bit stupid."

Lao Li: "It's really a bit stupid for this little guy."

"I'm not talking about Xiaobai, I'm talking about Liuliu."

They sat in the yard, and night fell, and the sunset hung among the buildings in the distance, looming, and parents kept sending their children into the garden.

Zhang Tan met Tan Jin'er who sent Xier and invited her to sit down and have a cup of tea.

"Is there anything happy? It's so happy." Zhang Tan asked.

Miss Jin'er is indeed happy, but she often laughs, she deserves to be a sister to Xier.

The sky is blue and black, a crescent moon hangs opposite the sunset, stars appear in the night, lights are lit in the Little Red Horse Academy, and the sound of a baby is everywhere in his ears.

The evening breeze blows and the leaves clatter, blowing away the work worries of the whole day.
Chapter completed!