On Wednesday, August 23, 1950, when I walked out of the crowded cinema, the sky outside was bright, and the buildings in the distance seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange light, which actually made me feel distorted.

Ai Fei took a deep breath, loosened the collar of his shirt a few more buttons, and faced the reporter who was approaching him, a smile appeared on his face: "Good afternoon!"

"Ai Jun, as a young man with only 18, your work has been adapted into a movie. Do you think the content of the film can fully display what you want to show in your novel?"

"The content of the video..." Ai Fei said as if he was tongue twister: "Don't you think this problem is a bit weird?"

"Haha..." The reporters under the steps burst into laughter.

"The movie adapted from a novel is like a re-creation process for the author. If the copyright of the novel is handed over to the producer of the film, the space for the author to express opinions will become much smaller. Therefore, if you ask me the unqualified author's impression of the film, it is not as appropriate to ask the audience." The film's producer was shattered a few words, Ai Fei smiled and separated the crowd and walked down the stairs.

No one expected that the young author's words were so sharp. Anyone could hear this sarcasm hidden in his words. Just looking at his appearance, he seemed to be unwilling to make too much comments on the film. The reporters tactfully chose the director of the film, Nagisa Oshima, and asked.

Ai Fei waited at the entrance of the cinema for a while before seeing Sakai Shima rushing out in sweat: "I'm sorry, I... got lost! It's so hot inside! Ai Jun, aren't you hot?"

"It's okay. Let's go back?"

"Hi!"

"Please wait!" A pleasant female voice came. The two of them turned around and turned out to be the female lead of the film. Ms. Hideko, who played Anyuan Toko in the film, was specially dressed in a long red dress on the boat. Her petite figure, against the backdrop of the red skirt, added a three-point color to her already distinctive cheeks. Maybe it was because the weather was too hot. Sweat beads of sweat oozing out between Hideko's forehead and lips: "Yes, Ms. Hideko? Is there anything wrong?"

"Hi Yi! It's really annoying!" Gao Feng Xiuzi bowed and saluted properly: "I heard Ai Jun's words just now. Do you have any opinions on my performance?"

Sakai Nanma didn't know what it was: "What's the matter?"

Ai Fei ignored him and looked directly at Gao Feng Xiuzi: "Ms. Xiuzi, do you have to ask the author for your opinion every time you finish shooting a movie adapted from a novel?"

"Hi!"

Seeing the other party's quick and affirmative answer, Ai Fei was stunned: "Okay, if Ms. Xiuzi must know, I think there is a comment to tell you that it is to minimize some stage plays and the performance style of None plays, which will be of great benefit to your future performance!"

"Hey? Does Ai Jun think my performance is very inappropriate?"

"There is no need to be so serious. To put it specifically, it is just some of the experience accumulated in daily performances that are naturally revealed in the movie. Just like a scene in which the Toshiro, a police officer from Toshiro, visited your home in Kamakura, where you live. The scene between you and Mr. Mikawa is very inappropriate to me, the author, and..."

Hideko Gao Feng is already a famous no-drama actor in Japan, but she was taught a lesson by a 18-year-old boy. I can’t tell the irritation in her heart!

Ai Fei saw it, but deliberately pretended not to know and continued to talk: "There is another important point. In my works, Shizi is an absolutely cold-blooded and ruthless woman. She is sick and has caused some emotional abnormalities. Otherwise, why do you think she can completely plan this near-perfect crime? And what about your performance? Shizi has become a humiliated and oppressed image. Everything is made under the oppression of her husband. Do you know? This is the most dissatisfied thing about the despair!"

After saying this, he didn't even want to see Gao Feng Hideko's increasingly ugly face, so he pulled Sakai Nanma: "Saki Kan, let's go."

"Hi Yi!" Sakai Nanma smiled bitterly silently, bowed farewell to Hideko Gao Feng, and caught up with Ai Fei and left.

"Hey, don't you think it's too much to talk to Ms. Gao Feng Xiuzi like this?"

"Over it? It's too much for them to ruin my works like this! I really don't know what Nagisa Oshima thought, but he actually designed the Ahnhara and his wife as scapegoats who had no choice under the oppression of bureaucrats! How damn it!"

"but……"

"What?" Ai Fei suddenly stopped and looked back at him: "Saki Kun, I once said that the future animation works will be screened in the cinema like Disney in the United States. If there is one day, my works, your works, and even the works of the authors that will appear in the animation club in the future must be strictly controlled. If possible, it is best to ask the original author to participate in the adaptation. You can write down this matter and don't forget it!"

"I understand! I will remember."

Looking at the readers surrounding the newsstand waiting for the new book to be launched, Kumamoto was happy and worried: "I chatted with Masayoshi yesterday, and there was no new book coming from him. I let the readers go for a free trip. I won't come again today, right?"

"Hey! Uncle Kumamoto, is there a new book coming today?"

"I don't know either!" Kumamoto smiled bitterly and scratched his head: "According to the delivery time of last month, it should have been delivered yesterday. This month...ah, I remembered it! When Ai Feijun came here to deliver books, he said that a new book would be launched this month. Maybe it was too late because of this?"

"Is it the "jump" introduced in the previous issue?"

"Huh?" Kumamoto couldn't understand the English words of young people: "What?"

"Forget it!" A young man standing in the middle of the team waved his hand. There was no need to explain it to the old man, and he couldn't understand anyway.

While talking, the blue and black Dodge car turned out from the street corner in front and stopped in front of the newsstand: "Is it Kumamoto Tatsuto?"

"Hi!" Kumamoto hurriedly went forward: "I am Kumamoto!"

"That's it." The driver in the car jumped down and opened the car behind the car: "This month, according to Ai Feijun's chance, the number of "Crayon Shin-hsin" I gave you is 4,000 copies, and "jump" is 600 copies! Please sign for it."

"Hi Yi!" Kumamoto kept bowing: "Thank you so much."

With the help of drivers and enthusiastic readers, several stacks of books were placed on the roadside, the seal was opened, and the packaging was torn off. A large picture album that everyone had never seen before appeared in front of me! It was much larger than the "Crayon Shin-chan" that everyone was used to, and it was almost the same as a newspaper. It was painted on it with a boy wearing a yellow coat and a tail hanging behind him, and a stick behind him was flying in the clouds and fog. It looked like a monkey was more like a person!

On the front of the book, there are still familiar words: "Dragon Ball! Ai Fei is composed and drawn, and the nationwide retail price is 240 yuan."

Kumamoto laughed and carried the album back to his newsstand, and each took down one and fixed it on the glass of the newsstand with a clip: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Now you can buy a newly published magazine!"

The readers around him took out money in an orderly manner and bought newly published magazines in front of Kumamoto's newsstand. The main customer of the sales was still a fixed group of "Crayon Shin-chief". For the newly published "Dragon Ball", it is not known whether people have a low awareness or the 240-yuan price is daunting. In short, the sales volume is much less than Kumamoto imagined.

Readers bought their favorite readings and walked away from the newsstand. Kumamoto picked up a book called "jump" and started reading it. Although he is not a comic lover, he can't understand the stories told here. Looking through such albums is just to satisfy his little curiosity: Why do people queue up in front of their newsstand in such hot weather just to buy a picture book? After reading it for a while, I feel that I really can't get any interest: Is such a thing worth spending more than 100 yuan to buy? I really don't understand!

"So……"

"Hi Yi!" Kumamoto quickly put down the album and stood up: "Welcome to Guang...ah, is it you?"

Ai Fei smiled at the old man: "Uncle Kumamoto, is the sales today okay?"

"Okay! Very good!" Kumamoto took out a bench from the back of the newsstand and wiped it quickly with his hands: "Please sit, you... please sit."

Ai Fei sat down on the bench in a big way, took the water taken from the old man and took a sip: "It seems that there is no one?"

"There were many just now! But now they all left. Well, Ai Jun, can you please give me more albums?"

"What? Is 4,000 books not enough for you to sell? These books..."

"These books can be sold out in less than three days! The rest of the days are only spent in the readers' inquiries, but they have to wait more than 20 days before new books will be delivered. It's so hard!"

Ai Fei laughed: "Well, starting from next month, we will give more share of the agency sales everywhere! Well," his eyes turned: "Why, are the new magazines not selling well?"

"Hi Yi! It's not as good as the original one!"

Ai Fei took a random book and read it. It was similar to what he imagined. Whether it was binding or picture design, it was greatly improved compared to "Crayon Shin-chief". Moreover, the most important thing is that in the newly published magazines, in addition to the story of "Dragon Ball", there are also "Dragon Cat" drawn by Sakai Shima and "Dragon Doll" drawn by himself. Both stories take a funny route and have their own advantages over "Crayon Shin-chief". As for what Kumamoto said about the poor sales, there should be nothing to see in a day. Let's talk about it in a few days?
Chapter completed!