The morning mist had not yet dissipated from the surface of Victoria Harbor, but the sharp shouts of the newsboys had already pierced the humid air of Hong Kong Island in the early morning:
"Extra number! Extra number!
The second issue of Toyo's "Dragon Jump" sold 5 million copies! It's unprecedented!
"Asahi Shimbun front page! 'Dragon Soul Leaps! A Shocking New Record for a Japanese Weekly Manga!'"
“Reuters Flash!
'xiaoLintianwang's Manga Empire: Five Million Copies in Japan Overnight!'"
Five million single-issue sales!
This figure was like a bolt from the blue, carrying with it the scorching noise from across the Pacific Ocean, and it hit every newspaper office, every bookstore, and every newspaper vendor in Hong Kong Island hard.
The newspaper and magazine industry, which was still buzzing about the 300,000 sales of the first issue of "Dragon Jump" in Hong Kong a few days ago, has now completely fallen silent, leaving only deafening uproar and piercing shock.
Yesterday’s “good results” are insignificant and vulnerable in the face of today’s astronomical figure of five million.
On the streets, in teahouses and restaurants, and in the print media industry in Hong Kong, everyone was talking about this earthquake in the publishing industry that originated from Japan. The entire Hong Kong newspaper industry was shrouded in dark clouds, and the depressing atmosphere was suffocating.
President’s Office, 3rd Floor, Xinhua News Agency Hong Kong Branch.
Thick curtains block out the hustle and bustle of Queen's Road East, and the room is filled with the unique quiet scent of old books, papers and sandalwood furniture.
Liang Weilin sat behind a large carved mahogany desk, his fingertips silently stroking the rim of the warm purple clay teacup.
His gaze behind the lenses fell on the hazy lines of buildings outside the window, and his face had his usual, elusive, gentle smile.
Knock knock.
The knock on the door was clear and restrained.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open and Guo Linxian walked in calmly.
Although she bought a lot of fashionable clothes after coming to Hong Kong Island, she still wore a decent light gray female cadre uniform when she came to work at the Xinhua News Agency's Hong Kong branch.
Her meticulously combed short hair made her face look pretty, and her brows revealed a sense of competence and sharpness beyond the bookish air.
She held a thick, neatly bound stack of documents in her hands, the scent of fresh ink mixed with the smell of mimeographs on the paper.
"President Liang, this is a detailed summary of reports from major global media outlets, including both Japanese and English, on the performance of the second season of 'Dragon Jump' in the Japanese market from last night to this morning."
Her voice was clear and steady as she gently placed the document on the smooth desk in front of Liang Weilin. "I have already made a preliminary translation of the core content."
"Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Lin Xian."
Liang Weilin's smile deepened a little, and he reached out and picked up the top translation.
Guo Linxian didn't leave. Her finger gently tapped the word "Key Points" marked on the folder cover: "According to mainstream information sources such as the Asahi Shimbun, the Yomiuri Shimbun, the Sankei Shimbun, Reuters, and the Associated Press, the initial sales data of 5 million copies of the second issue of Dragon Jump has been repeatedly confirmed, and subsequent reprint orders are still rapid. The market response is explosive.
Japanese media generally believe that,
She raised her voice slightly, but spoke clearly. "Dragon Jump, directed by Kobayashi Tenmo and Kobayashi Keiko, employs a highly innovative cross-cultural visual narrative model, incredibly precise targeting of reader age groups and subject matter, and unprecedented high-speed resource integration and character design and incubation strategies. It has successfully captured the aesthetic core and consumer desires of young people in Japan and around the world."
She paused and looked at Liang Weilin with a sharp gaze: "President, the key is not the astronomical figure itself, but the trend it represents.
The in-depth review of "Asahi" directly points out that behind this is a mature and highly aggressive "cultural product industrialization matrix."
A senior observer at Reuters even predicted that Dragon Jump and its non-comic properties, along with the related IP products they might spawn, would become, like Disney, an indispensable core phenomenon in global youth pop culture for years to come.
Liang Weilin nodded slightly, motioning for her to continue.
Guo Linxian took a deep breath, obviously trying to organize her thoughts, and then analyzed in a more insightful tone: "President Liang, I personally believe that this trend is not an isolated Japanese phenomenon.
Hong Kong Island itself is a huge market that is extremely sensitive to popular culture, especially excellent comic works, and has a natural affinity in terms of geopolitical culture and aesthetics.
The first issue of the Chinese version of "Dragon Jump" has already triggered a comic buying spree in Hong Kong Island, and once the even more exciting second issue officially lands in Hong Kong Island, the speed and depth of its popularity will probably not be much different from that in mainland Japan!
The cultural craze and social influence it can trigger are incomparable to ordinary publications."
Guo Linxian's eyes became focused, and her tone became more serious as she continued:
"Therefore, I believe that if our Xinhua News Agency Hong Kong branch can seize this opportunity and proactively establish and deepen good communication and cooperation channels with Mr. Kobayashi Tenno..."
She lowered her voice slightly, speaking calmly and strategically: "This will be an extremely rare opportunity and breakthrough for us to expand the boundaries of united front work under the unique circumstances of Hong Kong Island, to find cultural propaganda vehicles that are more contemporary and youth-friendly, and ultimately to leverage a wider social influence!"
The office was silent for a few seconds, with only the faint sound of a distant ship's whistle coming from outside the window.
Liang Weilin's smile completely blossomed, and he expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart without any concealment: "Good! Very good! Comrade Lin Xian!
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