Over the next few days.
The Asian Celebrity Rankings Index was updated several times.
Zhang Ye's popularity score increased again, but he was still in fourth place on the Asian A-list rankings. His ranking had not changed, but his popularity score had been delayed. From the looks of it, Zhang Ye's Asian popularity score had stabilized. It wouldn't be easy for him to move up, but it wouldn't drop anytime soon.
…
In the morning.
At the studio.
After sending Wu Zeqing to the SARFT's compound, Zhang Ye went to work. He was actually the first to arrive today as the other employees had not arrived yet. Since he had nothing to do, he strolled around the studio. Seeing that Old Wu's belly was getting bigger by the day, his sense of urgency grew stronger and stronger.
Popularity score.
Where else could he get more popularity from?
He wanted to rush up the rankings in one go, so he browsed through the recent job invitations that had been sent to him.
Commercial appearances?
No.
Variety shows?
Not for the time being.
Hai, was there no suitable work to do?
Suddenly, when he saw something, Zhang Ye was taken aback.
Eh, this is?
Not long after, everyone arrived.
Everyone sat down for a meeting to discuss the upcoming work schedule.
Ha Qiqi said, "Director Zhang, the popularity score has been updated again."
Zhang Ye smiled. "I saw it."
Ha Qiqi said, "It's gone up a little. Besides, I've also checked it out. Actually, we're not too far away from that Japanese celebrity in third place on the Asian A-list."
Zhang Zuo added, "Right, I noticed it too. We shot up to fourth place overnight and pulled away from that Korean celebrity in fifth place. Instead, we're very close to that Japanese celebrity in third place. I think that if we work a little harder, we should be able to surpass him, right?"
Little Wang urged, "Right, let's get him."
Little Zhou also said, "Bring him down."
Zhang Ye said, "Sure, there's only a few months left. When my child is born, I won't be able to care about this place anymore, so we have to speed up our climb to the top. We're currently in fourth place on the A-list, so let's set a smaller target. We'll think about it after we overtake that person in third place."
One was in fourth place?
The other was in the top three?
The value of that was on a whole different level!
But now, there was still a problem.
Ha Qiqi rubbed her temples and said, "The restriction order is still in effect, and we've already used up all the tricks we could think of. There aren't many ways we can increase our popularity anymore. We're already maxed out in Japan, and we won't be able to break into Korea anytime soon, so let's not think about it for the time being. No matter how I think about it, if we want to make a push in the short term, we can only return to the domestic market. We still have to think about it there."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Anywhere is better than at home."
Ha Qiqi laughed. "Yeah, our motherland will always be our backer. No matter where we go, we'll still have to come back in the end. This is our root."
Zhang Ye nodded. "Well said."
Zhang Zuo said, "Then how are we going to fight the next battle?"
Zhang Ye looked at everyone and smiled. "Why don't we do something to repay our motherland?"
Repay the motherland?
How was he going to repay them?
No one understood.
This was also something that Zhang Ye had come up with on the spur of the moment. Saying that, he rummaged through the pile of documents in front of him and finally found a collaboration invitation. He pushed it forward.
Everyone was shocked when they saw it!
"Ah?"
"Didn't the animation company send this over a few days ago?"
"What are you planning to do?"
"This — surely not, right?"
"You want to make a domestic cartoon?"
"You've got to consider this carefully. It's very difficult to make a domestic cartoon."
Everyone spoke up one after another, but none of them agreed.
But Zhang Ye said, "The more difficult it is, the more we have to do it. Otherwise, how can we call it repaying the motherland?"
Ha Qiqi gave a wry smile. "But this isn't a problem of how difficult it is. It's just that it's too difficult."
Zhang Zuo wiped his sweat away and said, "It's fine to repay the motherland, but we can't throw ourselves into it. The domestic cartoon industry is a deep pit. How many people have been thrown into it over the years?"
Zhang Ye said, "I know."
In this world, the domestic cartoon industry was like a pool of stagnant water. There wasn't even a ripple, much less a scenery. Countless domestic cartoon companies were optimistic about this market and kept pouncing on it, only to die batch after batch. In the end, the number of domestic cartoon companies that were still alive could be counted on one's fingers. Furthermore, they were basically not making any profits and were just hanging on. They were all struggling under the pressure of the Japanese cartoon industry and were having a very difficult time.
Why couldn't the domestic cartoon industry do well?
No one knew!
They couldn't figure out the reason!
Perhaps they had gone down the wrong path?
Or perhaps their standards were not good enough?
Or perhaps this path was a dead end from the start?
Many years ago, an industry that everyone thought highly of was struggling to make any headway in China. No one could have expected that the China's cartoon industry would be so deserted!
From hope!
To disappointment!
And then to despair!
Some people gave up, while others left.
China's cartoon and animation people had gone through a lot. They were once filled with dreams and thought that the entire world was theirs. But now, they were the first to be abandoned by the world. The capital market and the market were all shunned by everyone. How could such an experience be described as just dismal?
The collaboration invitation that Zhang Ye placed on the table today was sent by a small company. There weren't any big companies in the domestic cartoon and animation industry. Rather than calling it an invitation, it would be more accurate to say that it was an invitation from a Chinese animation team to Zhang Ye. In the letter, the animation team sincerely asked Zhang Ye three questions.
1: Is there a way out for China's cartoon and animation industry?
2: Where is our way out?
3: If there is, please help us out.
This letter was the sloppiest, most unorganized, and most ordinary collaboration invitation that Zhang Ye had ever seen. After the invitation was faxed over, it did not even reach the hands of the higher-ups like Ha Qiqi and Zhang Zuo before it was given the cold shoulder by their subordinates. It was only because Zhang Ye was bored that he saw it while flipping through the recent job invitations. For some reason, he was moved by it. So at today's meeting, when Ha Qiqi, Zhang Zuo, and the others mentioned the motherland, the first thing that came to Zhang Ye's mind was this letter.
Where was the way out for the domestic cartoon and animation industry?
This was a question that probably no one in this world could answer. But Zhang Ye felt that he might be able to. It wasn't that he was very capable, but that back in his previous world, there were already countless corpses of cartoon and animation people who had carved out a bloody path.
Perhaps this was Zhang Ye's responsibility?
He should be duty-bound to do it.
Ha Qiqi asked, "Have you really decided?"
Zhang Ye nodded and said, "Yes."
Zhang Zuo asked, "Are you confident?"
Zhang Ye said humbly, "I'll give it a try."
Ha Qiqi gave a wry smile. "Alright then, let's have another go!"
Repaying the motherland.
Increasing his popularity.
While doing so, he could also gain some good karma.
Killing three birds with one stone, so why not?
So Zhang Ye picked up his pen and replied to the other party.
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