Late at night.

Huaxing Publishing House.

Zhou Ru, who had held several meetings in succession, walked out of the conference room with a sore back.

I took out my phone and looked at the time on the screen, it was already half past ten in the evening.

"Hmm, why did Xiao Li make so many calls? Nothing will happen, right?"

Looking at the screen full of missed calls, Zhou Ruliu frowned, she was in a meeting just now, and her mobile phone was naturally muted, so these calls were not received.

With worry, Zhou Ru quickly called Xiao Li back, but in three seconds, the phone was connected.

"Sister Zhou, you can be regarded as answering the phone!"

"Is something wrong?"

Zhou Ru made a phone call as she walked towards her office.

"Just now, a phone call came from the warehouse saying that the stock of the book "Sadness Flows into a River" is empty, and now many retailers in the four cities of Kyoto, Zhongdu, Dadu, and Youdu are calling to urge the book. Xiao Li said quickly.

"Huh?" Zhou Ru, who was originally walking towards the office, suddenly stopped, and asked with some faint reflection: "You mean...... "Sadness Flows Into a River" is out of stock?

"Sister Zhou, it's true, when I received a call from the warehouse just now, I was also confused, although it is hard to believe, but the 50,000 books we printed were indeed sold out in four days!"

"My God......"

Zhou Ru's heart suddenly pounded, 50,000 books were sold out in four days, and it was still a sales volume with very low publicity, what this meant, she knew very well.

This means that it is going to be the rhythm of the fire!

This is bound to be the excellent word-of-mouth of the book, and then in a short period of time, it has formed a word-of-mouth effect in a specific area, and finally the book is sold out in a short period of time.

Zhou Ru's thoughts were like electricity, and she immediately said: "Xiao Li, inform everyone in our group to be on standby, and I'm going to have a conference call later!"

After explaining, Zhou Ru immediately hung up the phone, she didn't continue to walk towards the office, but turned around and walked briskly in the direction she left, and soon it turned into a trot, and the sound of high heels clattering on the smooth marble floor quickly became a piece.

Reprint!

Must be printed!

And we have to expand the scope of sales and increase publicity!

This time it's a treasure!

......

Following.

It's noon.

Li Zi'an walked out of the room with his guitar on his back and went straight to the cafeteria downstairs.

After choosing the meal, Li Zi'an's eyes swept over the cafeteria, his gaze quickly stopped at a certain location, and then strode towards that position with Ji holding the plate on his back.

"Pop ......"

Li Zi'an put the dinner plate on the table, and then put the guitar aside.

Hearing the sound, Li Zimu, who was opposite Li Zi'an, raised his head, and after seeing that it was Li Zi'an, he hurriedly lowered his head.

"What's wrong with you? Your eyes are swollen like peaches, did you cry all night last night?"

Although Li Zimu just raised his head and lowered it again, Li Zi'an saw it very clearly.

Facing Li Zi'an's concern, Li Zimu pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly: "I cried all night last night!"

"Why? Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened, it's just that I finished reading the book "Sadness Flows Into a River", and I cried while reading it......"

Hearing Li Zimu's explanation, Li Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he thought something big had happened, it turned out that he was crying because of reading a book, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Is it so touching? As for making you cry for a night?"

"As for ......!"

Li Zimu raised his head slightly, only to see that his original pair of extremely smart and beautiful peach blossom eyes had now become red and swollen, but despite this, Li Zimu was still extremely beautiful, but there was some delicate beauty of pear blossoms with rain.

"Hmph, don't let me know who the author named An Zimu is, let me know, I will definitely let him pay me for my tears!" Li Zimu squeezed his white and tender little fist and said with some gritted teeth.

When Li Zi'an heard this, he suddenly felt a slight chill in the back of his head, he shrank his head and said: "That's literary creation, you can't bring the grievances in the literary world to the real world." ”

"I don't care, don't let me know who he is anyway, hum!" Li Zimu angrily poked the food on her plate with chopsticks, and even Li Zi'an could feel the resentment, which was quite big.

But come to think of it, the novel "Sadness Flows Into a River", the final ending can not be described as a tragic word, the protagonists in it are basically all dead by the end, even those who are not dead, they are all like walking dead, and the final ending is also very bad.

"Fortunately, I didn't listen to Zhou Ru's words at the beginning, and chose to make my identity public, if this is a public identity, I feel that I have to be sent a blade every day. Li Zi'an muttered secretly in his heart.

While the two were eating, Li Zimu began to balabala to spit bitterness to Li Zi'an, telling Li Zi'an the story in "Sadness Flows Into a River".

Li Zi'an listened to her, and it was completely in the state of the left ear in and out of the right ear, because this book was written by him, how could he not know those storylines.

But in order to appease Li Zimu, Li Zi'an still pretended to be very serious, and from time to time he cooperated with Li Zimu to discuss the story.

In this way, when the lunch between the two was almost finished, Li Zi'an's phone suddenly rang.

"Sister Hua's phone. Li Zi'an glanced at the caller ID, said to Li Zimu, and then picked up the phone: "Sister Hua, what instructions?"

"Zi'an, have you read Weibo?"

"No, I'm having lunch, what's wrong?"

"You hurry up and take a look on Weibo, and then come to the studio immediately, stay calm, and remember not to post anything!"

"Okay, I got it. ”

After speaking, Hua Ning hung up the phone, and Li Zi'an's face became a little serious.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Li Zi'an's face became a little bad, Li Zimu asked.

"Something seems to have happened. ”

Li Zian lowered his head and answered, and quickly clicked on Weibo.

When he came to the bottom of his Weibo profile, he finally knew what was going on.

I saw that under his latest Weibo news, there was a dense crowd of scolding.

"Li Zi'an's dog fans, you are really floating, you dare to come to our brother to provoke, it's really beyond your strength!"

"Li Zi'an, no matter how brilliant he was before, he couldn't change the fact that he was a loser in the X4 Youth League, after so many years, he still used the previous things to fry cold rice, is he worthy?"

"Can you respect your seniors when you just debuted? Although you are of the same age, and you have both trained together before, you still have to abide by the orderliness of dignity and humility, and you still have to abide by the drops, and you can't mess up the seniority, Li Zi'an, why don't you hurry over and apologize to your four seniors?"

"Who are we X4 Youth League fans afraid of? We don't care about our popularity before, but your fans come to our territory to make a big splash, then we have to talk about it well, and it's not over if we don't apologize!"

......

Looking at the scolding on the screen, Li Zi'an's face became more and more ugly.

Judging from these scoldings, it seems that his fans went to the X4 Youth League to lead the battle, which led to the current situation.

But here's the problem......

Is that possible?!

But anyone with a little bit of intelligence wouldn't do that.

In the face of overwhelming online violence, Li Zi'an was a little at a loss for the first time......