Chapter 12 The second thing

The missing third grandpa?

Meng Zhe is a little strange. Didn't Kong Sanye study abroad? Even if he disappeared, he shouldn't look for him in China, right?

Although he felt strange, Meng Zhe did not ask anything, but quietly continued to listen to Kong Lan's story: "My third grandfather, my grandfather was sent to the University of Edinburgh in the United Kingdom to study during the Anti-Japanese War, but the third grandfather suddenly lost contact with his family when he graduated..."

"University of Edinburgh?" Meng Zhe couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Yes, University of Edinburgh, Xiao Zhe seems to have heard of this school?" Kong Lan took a look at Meng Zhe. She originally thought that Meng Zhe would not know this university. Although the mainland had been reformed for some years, the inland areas were still very closed in Kong Lan's eyes.

"I know a little bit. It seems that Darwin, who proposed the theory of evolution, and Maxwell, the father of electromagnetism, are all alumni of the University of Edinburgh, right, Sister Lan?" Meng Zhe replied 'goodly', although he knew that the people of the University of Edinburgh were actually J-K-Rowling.

Yes, it's Ms. J-K. Rowling, the author of the Harry Potter series of novels. But Meng Zhe can't say this now. After all, the first part of Harry Potter was not published until 1997. Ms. Rowling should have just divorced her husband at this time, probably worried about her daughter, right?

Kong Lan was slightly surprised by Meng Zhe's answer. She just thought that Meng Zhe might only know the name Edinburgh.

"Xiao Zhe is very powerful. Is it because he wants to be a scientist in the future?" Kong Lan couldn't help pinching Meng Zhe's cheek again. She felt that as she deepened her understanding, she liked this younger brother more and more.

Unfortunately, Meng Zhe shook his head very firmly. While successfully getting rid of Kong Lan's pinching face, he also said a future wish that was completely beyond Kong Lan's expectation: "I will become a cartoonist."

"Comicist?" Kong Lan was dumb, but then she thought of the three Q-version avatars that Meng Zhe drew for her when she was just on the street, and she was relieved: "Is it Mangaka? If I remember correctly, the cartoonist in Japan is indeed a very good profession.

Mangaka is actually the Roman spelling of Japanese words, which means that the cartoonist, Kong Lan's pronunciation is very standard, and it can be seen that she is proficient in Japanese. Obviously, Kong Lan has understood what kind of cartoonist Meng Zhe is talking about.

After affirming Meng Zhe's ambition, Kong Lan then poured cold water without hesitation: "However, although I don't want to say this, brother Xiao Zhe, you should know that unlike Japan, the mainland has a very strict and conservative publication censorship system. Therefore, there are many comic themes and elements that can be sold in Japan, which are difficult to be published and distributed in China. And as far as I know, there are no animation magazines in China so far, and all kinds of animation books sold on the market seem to be pirated..."

Meng Zhe was very moved. Although he actually knew more clearly what Kong Lan said, he was still very moved--

If she doesn't really care, if she doesn't really care for herself, and this kind of harm is not good for herself, Kong Lan will definitely not say it.

"Sister Lan, thank you!" Meng Zhe expressed his sincere gratitude, and then continued firmly, "But Sister Lan, it is precisely because, as you said, China's animation industry has a large market! If there is demand, there will be a market. This is an objective law of economics, so sooner or later, someone will invest in eating this crab!"

At this point, Meng Zhe paused slightly and continued to say after organizing the language: "As for the problem of comic themes and elements, in fact, you can draw a lot of things within the allowed scope. Moreover, some restrictions are not insurmountable..."

After listening to Meng Zhe's big talk, Kong Lan was completely shocked. If Meng Zhe hadn't stood in front of her, she would never have believed this. It would have come from a 12-year-old boy!

Kong Lan lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then slowly looked up at Meng Zhe. He asked solemnly and seriously, "Xiao Zhe, did you think of those words just now?"

It's not what I thought, it's a real history.

Although the Chinese animation industry is still underdeveloped in later generations, at least there are some good local cartoonists and several good animation magazines.

At least, Meng Zhe, who dares not draw now and feels that he will be judged to be smearing the socialist family, passed the publication review in 2010, and it seems that he doesn't even need to modify it...

"Well, Xiao Zhe, you said that the animation industry is a big industry, so how big do you think it is? The empty statement is not enough to convince me that I need specific data. After confirming that Meng Zhe was not talking casually, Kong Lan then raised questions. Having entered the state, she has even ignored Meng Zhe's current age and completely regarded Meng Zhe as an object of equal communication!

Meng Zhe said the rise, but he also forgot to continue to pretend to be young and cute. I talked about the teenager and stroked his sleeves crazily. When he was used to his surname, he had to look for a pen and paper. When Meng Zhe tried to convince others, he liked to talk with all kinds of gorgeous data instead of empty mouth.

"Yes." Kong Lan opened her bag and took out her notebook and signature pen again.

"Ha, thank you!" Meng Zhe stretched out his hand to take it and skillfully listed a string of data on the paper.

On the notebook, it says '1.2 billion', '25%', '30%', '5%', '5', '24' and '100' in turn.

Meng Zhe added a multiplier between '1.2 billion' and '25%' and began to explain: "China's population is about to exceed 1.2 billion, of which 6-18-year-olds account for about 25% of the total population, so the two are 300 million, which means that ACG products have 300 million. The potential audience!"

"ACG? What does this exclusive noun mean, brother Xiao Zhe? Kong Lan interrupted Meng Zhe's narration and asked puzzledly.

"The abbreviations of Animation, Comic and Game are also animation, comics and games in Chinese. Of course, this is a narrow range."

Meng Zhe explained casually that he paused after the explanation, and then put a multiplier in front of '30%': "Now China's urban population is about 30% of the total population. Because of the relationship between sales channels and family income, urban children are the main force in consuming ACG products, so after multiplying again, the data changes. It has become 90 million."

Then there is the third multiplier: "Amocating 90 million urban children, not all children like or can buy ACG products as they wish, so it is calculated at an extremely conservative proportion of 5%, so this animation magazine can also have 0.04.5 billion... Well, that is, 4.5 million. Ah, 4.5 million people, what a terrible number. The total population of many small countries does not seem to be so much.

At this point, Meng Zhe marked the multiplier on the last two numbers one after another: "Japanese animation magazines are used to adopting the mode of weekly magazines. Obviously, this is temporarily unrealistic in China. Then, let's assume that there is such a semi-monthly animation magazine that monopolizes the surname and dominates 4.5 million readers in the mainland. Then, a year is 24 issues, and the price is set at 5 yuan for easy calculation, so after multiplying again, the total annual sales is..."

"540 million! What does the last 100 mean? Not until Meng Zhe could figure out the result, Kong Lan had already taken a step ahead of him, stretched out his slender fingers, pointed to the last value and said.

"This 100 refers to the output value of books, novels, animations, movies, games, toys, clothing, food... and so on." Meng Zhe replied that Meng Zhe, who had finished explaining, did not draw the last multiplier. He put down the signature pen in his hand and waited for Kong Lan's reaction.

Kong Lan slowly stroked the number written by Meng Zhe with his finger, and finally stopped below the last big 100.

"Brother Zhe, is that all your analysis?" Kong Lan looked up at Meng Zhe. When she spoke, her eyes showed no sign of being moved at all, which was completely beyond Meng Zhe's expectation.

"Uh?" Meng Zhe blinked and didn't understand what Kong Lan meant by this at all.

"Oh, I have to say that you are very talented in business. However, my brother--" Looking at Meng Zhe with a puzzled face, Kong Lan reached out and touched Meng Zhe's head again, and his eyes gradually softened: "... Brother, your data is too idealistic. Business is actually far more complicated than what you want."

Meng Zhe wanted to say more, but there was a dripping sound suddenly in Kong Lan's LV bag.

Kong Lan took back the hand that touched Meng Zhe's head and took out a white big brother from the bag. Then she smiled apologetically at Meng Zhe and then lengthen the big brother's antenna and walked out of the balcony.

Out of politeness, Meng Zhe did not follow, but at this time, the poor telecommunications network made him easily hear Kong Lan's voice.

"Dad? ...Um...I know...I'm leaving for England right away...Um...Um...The second thing is to give up for the time being..."

After the phone call, Kong Lan returned to the living room again. She said goodbye with an apologeful face: "Brother Xiaozhe, because of a sudden incident, my sister must rush to England immediately, because if I stay again, I can't catch the flight... After a while, my sister will come back to see if you are okay. "?"

----Dividing line---

Thank you: a wood, a phantom, a phantom, a phantom, a pseudo-dress, a scum morning, a millet, a lazy, a middle out... It is the reward support of a summer out, and other new and old book friends, O(∩_∩)O~

Well, the update time of the next chapter should be 14:00.

Ah, by the way, I would like to emphasize that this wizard is definitely not a loli control, such a bad child who thinks that silver is not pure...

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