435 Five Years to Sharpen a Sword

These days, it is rare to find individuals or organizations that dare to apply for book numbers and publish books without going through a publishing house or mainstream media.

After all, communication is not well developed, and there is no reputation and no marketing, which basically means that the books are unsalable.

But Fu Yuanhang is different. He has his own "traffic". Designing packaging bags for the food factory has created a lot of potential buyers for him.

However, to be conservative, the first print run was only 10,000 copies.

And all of them were given Fu Yuanhang's autograph.

This was proposed by Su Taotao. She felt that this was of special significance to Fu Yuanhang and the food factory. Time flies, and the days and months are like combs. Five years to sharpen a sword, people and careers have made qualitative leaps along with those hard work.

Fu Yuanhang spent half of his extracurricular time in the past few years working part-time to earn money for his studies and the other half learning painting from Mr. Tang. He allocated his time very well and did everything to the utmost.

Not a single day of his time was wasted.

On the first day of the winter vacation, Fu Yuanhang came to the printing factory to sign the 10,000 comic books.

He not only signed, but also occasionally wrote a blessing or drew some small things on the spot. It took him more than a week to sign all of them.

"Ahang, many of our factory employees want to order for their children. Can you write a few words of encouragement on them?"

Director Chen and Old Deng of the printing factory are old acquaintances of Su Taotao's family. They started cooperating when the food factory was still a small workshop. Until now, they have witnessed the development of the food factory from a small workshop to today's scale step by step, and also promoted the business development of their factory.

Fu Yuanhang and Chen Chen sometimes come with Su Taotao. The old factory director likes these two children very much.

Fu Yuanhang smiled and said, "Of course, it's an honor."

Director Chen's face flushed. He had read Fu Yuanhang's comic book himself and enjoyed it so much that he didn't miss a single page. He kept more than a dozen copies for himself and ordered dozens more to give to the children of relatives and friends.

He was also responsible for the promotion of the factory. The factory printed countless books throughout the year. They were tired of reading them, but this was the first time Director Chen had seen such a high-quality comic book.

Whether it was the content of the story or the lifelike painting skills, it was far better than the popular comic books on the market.

Director Chen naturally wanted to promote it vigorously.

Most people in the factory were also familiar with Fu Yuanhang.

Their annual welfare includes coconut candy, and their children like to collect packaging bags. When they heard that Fu Yuanhang was publishing a comic book, families with children and even those without children all went to support him.

The key point is: color printing!

The price of black-and-white comic books is not low these days, and the price of color printing is several times that of black-and-white printing.

When Su Taotao brought Fu Yuanhang to ask for color printing at the beginning, Director Chen was worried and advised them to print less. After all, they were printing at their own expense, without a publishing house to back them up. Everything they printed was money, and it would be a waste if they couldn't sell it.

They could print less and see the market feedback. If it sells well, they could print more. Although the printing cost would be a little higher, at least there would be a guarantee.

At first, everyone was unsure, and they all placed orders with the mentality of helping Fu Yuanhang to increase sales. It was

not until Director Chen read the entire booklet that he realized why they were so confident!

How could this be a comic book? It was clearly a work of art!

Isn't it just 10,000 copies? Print!

Why not print 20,000 copies at a time? 100,000 is also fine? It will definitely sell out quickly, and we will have to print more!

The look that Director Chen is looking at Fu Yuanhang now is more kind than when he is looking at his own grandson: "Ah Hang, our factory has ordered more than 500 copies in total, and it is still very strenuous to sign." "

It doesn't matter," Fu Yuanhang shook his head, "If you need to include the child's name, you can also give me the list together."

Director Chen was stunned: "Include the child's name?"

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "For example, I wish Chenchen good health and happiness every day."

Director Chen laughed: "No, there is no need for others, I will give you the names of those brats in my family, you just write their names."

As for the others, it would be a waste of manpower and Fu Yuanhang would be tired, so forget it.

In this way, his own child is still unique, and the children of relatives will definitely be very happy to receive this "gift".

Fu Yuanhang spent more than a day signing the "special signature" of the printing factory before he took the freshly-made comic strip to see Master Tang.

Master Tang's health has been worse in recent years, and his nephew who lives far away in the capital has urged him to return to the capital to retire several times.

Master Tang himself likes the climate here more, so he has never agreed.

The more important reason is that he is reluctant to part with Fu Yuanhang, his "closed disciple". There are many talented people, and many people who are willing to learn, but there is no one in the country who is both talented and willing to work hard, good-looking, and has a good temper. He happened to meet one.

Do you think Master Tang can not treat Fu Yuanhang as a treasure?

What's more, he also gave him a little baby named Chenchen, who can even make soy sauce better than most people.

Mr. Tang really likes these two children and doesn't want to be so far away from them.

Fu Yuanhang handed "The Story of Time" to Mr. Tang: "Teacher, this is the first print, please take a look."

Mr. Tang had read the draft countless times, but he was still amazed when he got the printed draft.

"The color is brighter than the line drawing, and the overall effect is better than I thought. The printing factory is very thoughtful." The colors in some places are obviously adjusted, and it takes multiple color adjustments to print this effect.

Fu Yuanhang nodded and said with a smile, "Director Chen is a very nice person."

Old Tang stroked his small goatee and became more and more satisfied the more he looked at him: "Ahang, have you thought about your future plans? Do you want to be a painter, or do you have other ideas?"

When Fu Yuanhang was still young a few years ago, Old Tang never asked him these questions. Fu Yuanhang is already fifteen years old this year and can start planning for the future.

Fu Yuanhang shook his head, his eyes apologetic but firm: "Teacher, painting is just my hobby and it will not be my main job. As for what I want to do in the future, I am still exploring.

My sister-in-law hinted that I might have the opportunity to enter university in a few years. My brother is a graduate student, and I also want to keep studying and make more contributions to society in the future."

Although they did not say it explicitly, Fu Yuanhang was not stupid. His sister-in-law studied so hard, but his eldest brother still gave her targeted test papers.

All these indicate one problem, that is, the college entrance examination will be resumed soon.

He is only in the second year of junior high school now, and he still has a few years to think about what he wants to do most and what he is most suitable for, and he is not limited to being a painter.

Mr. Tang naturally knows that Fu Yuanhang is also a good student. If such a good student has the opportunity to go to college and make greater contributions, he will certainly support him with all his strength.

His original intention of accepting this closed disciple was not to make him inherit his mantle and become a painter.

He is very satisfied that his skills are inherited by someone and can be passed on forever.

"No matter what Ah Hang decides to do, I know you can do your best. Think about it slowly and don't rush." ​​He saw through it but didn't say it. In fact, he had received some rumors.

Looking at the situation outside, anyone with a little sensitivity should know that the resumption of the college entrance examination is imperative.

It depends on whether it is one or two years earlier or later.

If Fu Yuanhang can go to the capital to study in a university, he can go back to the capital.

There will be no worries.

But it is too early to say anything.