Skill Replicator

"I don't understand what anime he said it was. Xiaotao, tell your Uncle Song." Wang Yanli said with a smile.

"That's Uncle Song. I want to do animation. I think online countries have support policies for animation. I want to ask if there is any in our city." Wang Tao asked Song Zhihong.

"Animation." Hearing animation, Song Zhihong nodded, and then said: "There are relevant policies, but it is not easy to do animation."

"What do you mean by this?" Wang Tao wanted to ask this too, but of course Wang Tao couldn't ask, but Wang Yanli asked.

"We are not outsiders. We speak behind closed doors, and we are not afraid of others hearing it. The animation support project started in 2006, and I remember the support at that time was a few hundred yuan per minute. Our city also thinks this is a good project. After all, the transportation in Meicheng is also convenient, and this kind of industry does not require any resources, so the policy is better." Said Song Zhihong smiled awkwardly, and said: "But I was deceived later. Someone registered a company with us, and the city waived rent, gave a lot of subsidies, and talent funds. But after the animation was made, it was discovered that it was plagiarizing a cartoon from Toyo after it was broadcast."

"When this incident spread, the leader was very angry, and the person in charge of this project was also removed from his post. Now it seems that he is a section chief in the Education Bureau."

"It's no wonder that this matter, after all, most of the people who like to watch anime are children or young people. As leaders, you obviously don't care about this." Wang Yanli said again.

"That's how it is said, but when things happen, someone has to be responsible, so no one dared to mention the animation for a long time." Song Zhihong visited the two Wang Yanli and showed a look that you should understand.

Of course Wang Tao understands that when the project was first done, the leader was supposed to have done a good job in the project, and he was naturally very annoyed when there were mistakes.

"Uncle Song rest assured, the animation I am making is absolutely original." Wang Tao said.

"Oh, are you so confident?" Song Zhihong said with a smile.

In fact, his subtext is that everyone can say it, but the actual practice is different.

"This can also lie to you, what he wants to change into animation is a novel written by himself." Wang Yanli said timely from the side.

"The book I wrote? Has it been published?" Song Zhihong immediately looked at Wang Tao with admiration.

"I wrote it on the Internet, and the results are not bad." Wang Tao said modestly.

"Your Uncle Song is not an outsider, Zhihong, and I am not telling you. The first book written by this kid will be adapted into a TV series. The next day it is said that it will be adapted into a game, and the copyright owner has bought it." Wang Yanli looked on. Said proudly.

"That's it, if that's the case, this thing can really be done, I didn't expect that my eldest nephew is still a writer." Song Zhihong said with a smile.

"Not a writer, just a man who earns money." Wang Tao continued to maintain a humble attitude.

"Like your dad said, we are not outsiders. Back then, your dad and I lived on the battlefield. I can help you with this kind of effort. Master, you can't cheat." Song Zhihong smiled when he heard him say this. Then he said sternly.

"Uncle Song rest assured, my work will naturally not plagiarize others, and if there is plagiarism from others, I will not buy the copyright of my book." Wang Tao immediately assured.

"Yes, others are not fools to buy a hidden copyright with 30 million yuan." Wang Yanli followed with help.

"30 million?" Hearing this number, even Song Zhihong, who had been a leader for decades, was a little surprised.

"28 million game adaptation rights, 5 million TV drama adaptation rights." Wang Tao immediately understood that Wang Yanli's purpose was to increase weight, so he said truthfully.

"28 million, are you the Nongfu Spring that was very popular on the Internet some time ago?" Song Zhihong immediately remembered the 28 million and asked.

"That's my pen name, and Uncle Song knows it too?" Wang Tao nodded and said.

"More than knowing, that girl in my family, you have to call your sister, she won't work for a while after graduating from university, so she has to be a writer. Later, she stayed at home for two months and didn't submit a manuscript several times. I didn't want to go to work. I babbled a few days ago that we delayed her. If she keeps on working hard, she might be able to earn tens of millions like Nongfu Spring has a lot of land." Song Zhihong said dumbfoundedly.

"Well, I didn't expect my sister to be an online writer." Wang Tao said when Song Zhihong said this.

"She's a writer, listen to the title of the book, what domineering president, peerless princess. She also showed it to me. She didn't write anything without writing, and the plot was childish to death. If I were an editor, I wouldn't give it to her. "Song Zhihong immediately waved his hand and said.

"Writing a book doesn't happen all at once. Learn slowly. We didn't get a little bit of practice when we started shooting." Wang Yanli said.

"This is not the same. Writing this thing is talented, just like shooting. Some people can become sharpshooters, some people can't." Song Zhihong shook his head and said.

"Forget about her, by the way, my nephew, this application for the animation project also requires works, do you have?" Song Zhihong felt angry when she mentioned her daughter, and then went back to business.

"I made a one-minute animation by myself. I will show it to you." Wang Tao took out his phone and found the one-minute CG animation he had made.

Listening to the exciting music, one by one, a bit of enthusiasm was presented in front of him.

"This is pretty good, it's much better than the previous one." Song Zhihong said when he saw this CG animation.

For more than a minute, of course there is no plot, but Song Zhihong can still see the exquisiteness of the screen.

"Many people who did animation before were for the purpose of subsidies from the state, and the government also gave subsidies according to the length of time, so the quality was uneven. I am not so short of money now. I want to make my works into animation and cultivate more audiences. In the future. If it is possible to make a movie, it is like America's Marvel series, one by one superheroes." Wang Tao said.

"You are trying to build your own IP." Upon hearing this, Song Zhihong immediately understood what Wang Tao meant.

"What's being hacked?" Wang Yanli asked without understanding.

"IP is not hacked. How can I tell you it? It's similar to a brand name, or you can treat it as a product brand. It's like Moutai, Wuliangye, and Zhonghua." Song Zhihong laughed when Wang Yanli said this. Laughed, then made an analogy.

Before, Wang Yanli said that Song Zhihong likes to drink, smoke, and drink, but now it is true.

"That's it, I don't understand when you say that, it's a foreign film." Wang Yanli nodded, and then glanced at the old comrade-in-arms.

"You guy, I don't know, and I blame others!" Song Zhihong pointed to Wang Yanli, rather bitterly dumbfounded.

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