Dazhou No. 1 Middle School, Teacher's Office.

Xiao Xiao is the head teacher of the seventh class of the second year of high school.

After class, she walked into the office with a serious face.

"Teacher Xiao, which naughty ghost in your class made you angry this time?"

Facing the inquiry of Jiao Jie, the physical education teacher, Xiao Xiao threw a few books in his hand on his desk and said, "Teacher Jiao, don't you know, five novels were confiscated in one class, which really me off." ”

Jiao Jie smiled and said, "You are just too amiable, you should be strict, like Teacher Xu Yang, where does a student dare to read novels and play with mobile phones in his class." ”

"Lawlessness. At this time, Xu Yang came in angrily, followed by two little boys.

Seeing this, Jiao Jie was very surprised and asked, "Teacher Xu, what's wrong with them?

"I wish I hadn't turned in my homework. Xu Yang snorted and said, "The two of them dare to read a novel under my nose." ”

Novel again?

Jiao Jie suddenly felt a little pain in his face.

At the last moment, he swore to Xiao Xiao that no student in Xu Yang's class dared to read a novel, and in a blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face by "Papapa".

Xiao Xiaodao: "I also confiscated five novels in class just now. ”

Xu Yang said: "I see that teachers in other grades have also confiscated a lot, it's strange, why did it suddenly start a trend of reading novels?"

Xiao Xiaodao: "I'm also wondering, although the students in our class are a little naughty, and occasionally find a very few people secretly playing with their mobile phones in class, but they have never found reading this kind of paper novel." ”

Xu Yang turned to the two little boys and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Two little boys, one bowed his head and was silent, puffing up the zipper of the school uniform, and the other sighed and said with a bitter face: "Teacher, you can't blame us, if you want to blame, you can blame the cross-border king." ”

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "What cross-border king?"

The little boy pointed to the novels on the desk and said, "The crossover king is the author of these two novels. ”

Xu Yang said coldly: "What is to blame him? Is he forcing you to read his novels in class?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "No, but ...... He writes so wonderfully that people can't stop it, and if you don't read it, your heart will itch. ”

Xu Yang said: "In your spare time, I can't control you, but you have to abide by the discipline in the classroom, and you will be promoted to the third year in the next semester, if you don't work hard at this time to lay a solid foundation, how can you face the college entrance examination?"

The little boy said, "Teacher, I know it's wrong. ”

Xu Yang asked another little boy: "What about you?" ”

The other little boy raised his head and said, "Teacher, I also know it's wrong." ”

Xu Yang said: "Reading that you are a first-time offender, just write a 500-word review, and go back to class." ”

The little boy who had been bowing his head and saying nothing turned around and left quickly.

And the little boy who talked a lot still stood still motionless.

Xu Yang said: "You can go back." ”

The little boy said, "Teacher, can I take the novel away?" I promise that I will not read it in class. ”

Xu Yang once again turned on the education mode, and said earnestly: "Your grades have always been up and down in the class, so you haven't thought about working hard......?

The little boy went in and out of his left ear, and his eyes were always on the novel on the desk.

At this time, the class bell rang.

The little boy rolled his eyes and said, "Teacher, I'll go back to class first." After saying that, he slipped away.

Xu Yang said helplessly: "Rotten wood can't be carved." ”

Suddenly, Jiao Jie, who only heard the next table, laughed "poof", "Teacher Xu, take a look at this paragraph, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie quarreled too much." ”

Xu Yang subconsciously stretched out his head and took a look.

["Do you really think you can beat me, monkey? You think you are a master, you can save the common people, Guanyin and the Jade Emperor are playing you like a monkey, oh, I'm sorry, you were originally a monkey, hahahaha......"

"Pig!"

"Monkey!"

"Pigs!"

"Monkey Brain!"

"Pig intestine!"

"Monkey Ass ......"]

"Hehe......" Immediately, Xu Yang reacted and said, "I said Mr. Jiao, why are you still holding the confiscated novel?"

"Not to mention, it's really interesting to write. Jiao Jie saw Xu Yang's face collapse, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Xu, I remember that you still have a class this morning, right?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. Xu Yang hurried to the classroom.

Jiao Jie went to close the door of the office, returned to his place, and continued the unfinished "The Legend of Wukong".

Today, this is happening out in many schools.

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"Zhu Xian", "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", "Cat's Eye", "Dart Man", and "The Legend of Wukong" have occupied the book sales list of bookstores in major cities in China with the momentum of wind and clouds.

"Boss, bring me a set of novels about the crossover king. ”

"Boss, do you have "Dartman" here?"

"Boss, bring me a copy of "The Legend of Wukong", the one I bought last night was confiscated by the teacher today. ”

"Boss, there are six copies of "Zhu Xian" and "Cat's Eye", and I will take them to my friends. ”

"Boss, is there still "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"?"

......

Xuefu Bookstore is a small bookstore located on the outskirts of Huludao.

Since the afternoon, waves of customers have come inexplicably, and they have asked for the novel of the cross-border king.

The boss was confused.

His small bookstore had a few customers a day before, when did it have such a customer flow.

At the same time, he was also glad that when he bought the goods the day before yesterday, he listened to the agent's advice and took some novels of the cross-border king.

The goods that came in the day before yesterday were all sold out, and the order was placed last night, and each novel had a thousand copies, a total of five thousand copies, which was more than the books in the store combined, but the boss was confident that he could sell them.

"Guys, guys, it's really all sold out. ”

Looking at the eight or nine customers in front of him, the boss's heart was bleeding, and he could sell at least twenty copies.

But there is no way, the delivery car has been missing today, and it has not come an hour later than usual.

One of them asked, "When will it be available?"

Many of them went to three or five bookstores, and the result was the same, they were all sold out.

......Before the word "noon" was spoken, the boss saw the delivery car and immediately changed his words: "Here, the goods are here." ”

"Boss, I'll help you unload the goods, and sell me a copy first. ”

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming. ”

......

Everyone stepped forward to help, for fear that if they were one step slower, they would be robbed.

Seeing this, the boss couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

When he was done and sent away this group of customers, he picked a random book and flipped through it.

"Is there such a big magic? ”

In the past, the best-selling novels are science fiction novels, such as martial arts, Xianxia, and fantasy novels, which are difficult to sell a few copies a month, not because no one reads them, but there are very few books that can be read.

Time passes with the sound of the pages turning.

The boss's expression changed for a while, sometimes surprised, sometimes happy, sometimes sad......

"What a copy of "The Legend of Wukong"!"

The boss closed the book and couldn't help but sigh, the idea is novel, the plot is ups and downs, fascinating, and it shows extraordinary literary skills in the plain, which can be described as a classic.

At the same time, in the suburbs of the magic capital, the temporary office of the Novel Monthly Magazine.

The small warehouse was already full, but there were only six of them.

"Add 100,000 copies of "Zhu Xian", okay, okay. ”

"Hey, Fiction Monthly, yes, yes, yes...... It's with us that you place your order. ”

"Your goods have been shipped, and the airlines sent as required, you should pay attention to the logistics dynamics yourself. ”

"How can we be pirates, we are authorized by the cross-border king himself. ”

"A million orders from European agents, right, I asked, it is already being printed in an expedited manner, and it will be delivered at noon tomorrow at the earliest. ”

......

The smile on Zheng Rong's face has never gone down.

In just one week, the total sales of the five novels of the cross-border king have exceeded 5 million copies, and orders at home and abroad have received 10 million copies, and orders are still increasing.

After Dong Jie hung up the phone, she said happily: "Brother Zheng, there was another big order of one million just now." ”

"I hear you. Zheng Rong gave a thumbs up.

Guo Chuan was not so happy, sighed, and said, "Brother Zheng, our magazine has been greatly affected, and its sales have plummeted by seventy percent. ”

When the others heard this, they were all silent.

However, Zheng Rong said with a smile: "But in general, the magazine is developing in a good direction." ”

It's a fact.

He smiled even more on his face, and continued: "Moreover, the crossover king has promised that the next short story will be serialized in our magazine. ”

"Yay!"

This was good news, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers in the small barn.