Ye Xun and the three of them were still fully armed, wearing masks and hats and quietly leaving Kyoto TV, Ye Xun glanced at the previous roadside before entering the parking lot.

The reporters remained in their same positions.

Then Ye Xun returned to the car, the handbrake was lowered, and the car made a whistling sound, and then disappeared in place.

On a wooden bench on the side of the street, a man slammed the dry biscuit in his hand into the trash can and complained: "Damn, from squatting in the morning to noon, I can't catch the slightest figure, didn't the editor-in-chief say that Kyoto Satellite TV recorded a program today?"

The man accepted the task of editor-in-chief early this morning, saying that Kyoto Satellite TV was going to record the program today, and if he could dig up good information, he would definitely be able to gain a lot of money.

But since the two of them were squatting in front of the Kyoto TV building dressed as passers-by, they hadn't seen anyone like that of a celebrity.

It's March in Kyoto, and the smell of winter is still quite strong, and the cold wind still hurts on your face.

This male reporter stayed all morning but gained nothing, so he was naturally full of resentment.

Another buddy in charge of photography also sighed, so he had to slowly put away the camera he had hidden in his clothes just now, "I guess the editor-in-chief made a mistake, if Kyoto Satellite TV really recorded the program today, it is absolutely impossible that there is no movement at all, let's go back and report the news first." ”

"Alas!"

Suddenly, there were a lot fewer figures on both sides of the street.

……

In recent days, physical books have begun to be sold in major bookstores.

In a bookstore, Li Shuao, a 60-year-old bookstore owner, was still sorting out books that had been scrambled by customers in front of the shelves as usual, and occasionally turned to a book with a cover that was already very old-fashioned.

On the cover of the book, the four big characters of "Romance of Mingxia" walk the dragon and snake, elegant and chic.

Li Shuao helped the glasses that quickly slipped off the bridge of his nose, carefully held the already very old one, but there was a light in his eyes, and he watched it repeatedly, like a golden baby who couldn't put it down, with a smile on his face, and his mouth was still slowly muttering: "Baby, baby, but there are no people who look at you now." ”

"The Romance of Mingxia" is the work of Gu Yu, the four great masters of Chinese martial arts, and it is also the masterpiece of Master Gu Yu.

Li Shuao loves this book very much, but unfortunately the years have changed, and this book has begun to be gradually forgotten by the current younger generation, and the old people are also saddened.

Li Shuao took a dry rag from the desk, wiped the dust off the surface of the book very carefully, and then put it back in the corner of the bookshelf, the most easily forgotten corner.

"There shouldn't be any young people who like to read physical martial arts books now. Li Shuao slowly turned around and continued to walk deeper into the bookstore, leaving only a lonely back.

The old man continued to sort out the books as if no one was around, and the customers who came to read the books only glanced at them slightly, and then hurried away, muttering, "Why are these books so old, why are there no new books recently!"

Li Shuao's busy figure suddenly paused, and then slowly turned around, his eyes were a little red, he looked up at the books on the shelves, his lips trembled slightly, and the old tears were rampant: "These are all treasures!"

Shaking his head, Li Shuao's back was a little rickety.

Li Shuao returned to the counter in front of the door, then took a book with a tattered shell from the table and read it with relish.

A moment later, there was a shout at the door.

"Old man, you ordered the book!" a young man with a small train shouted at the door, and then sighed with a smile, "Hey, I'd better move you in." ”

"Okay, thank you, young man, for helping me every time this old bone!" Li Shuao propped up the guardrail of the chair, slowly stood up and came to the door, his face full of wrinkles and smiles.

"It doesn't matter!" The young man who delivered the book squinted his eyes and smiled, then looked at the book in his arms, and sighed, "Alas, old man, why do you still order these books, now the sales of these old books are very low, and you can't make money!"

When the old man heard this, his temper suddenly became stubborn, and his two beards were trembling, "This book seller is not necessarily a book!"

The young man who delivered the book did not refute, the old man was his frequent customer, and he also knew that this old man's temper was more stubborn than that of a cow, so he did not persuade him much.

"I'm done moving it for you, old man, you must be careful when you organize your books, don't fall. When he had finished speaking, the young man opened the car door and jumped in.

"Okay, you go slowly. ”

When the delivery trolley left, the old man began to carefully arrange the new assortment by himself.

Just as the old man was tidying up, a book suddenly fell on the shelf.

"Ouch!" the old man bent down with difficulty to pick up the book, patted the dust on the book directly with his hand, and squinted at the book.

"Against the Cold".

"When did I order this book?" Li Shuao was very puzzled, because he remembered that this book was not included in this order.

The old man didn't think much about it, and thought that he might have made a mistake.

But looking at the few words on the cover, Jiuxian Shenlong Qi Shaoshang!

"Is this a martial arts book?" the old man was a little surprised, and opened it with curiosity......

Time flies......

On the street outside a bookstore, a group of teenagers of seventeen, eighteen or nineteen stood in groups outside the bookstore.

"After looking for so many bookstores, they were all sold out, which is terrifying. ”

"This is the last bookstore I know, I don't know if there will be. ”

"Brother Cong, I know this bookstore very well, this old man has a very strange personality, and the books sold in it are all old books published many years ago, and there will be no adverse water. ”

"It's all here anyway, so let's take a look. ”

A few friends looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and then stepped into the bookstore, greeted by the smell of ink from books, and a special smell from the old wooden shelves.

"Wow, it's pretty shabby. A student covered his nose and waved.

"This grandfather, do you have any sales in your bookstore?"

Suddenly hearing a movement, Li Shuao, who was still immersed in the books just now, was suddenly shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there were five or six eighteen or nineteen-year-old students standing in front of him, and hurriedly asked, "What books do you want to buy?"

"Reverse water cold, grandpa, do you have it here?" The student thought that the old man's ears were behind his ears, and his voice was a little louder.

Against the cold?

Li Shuao's spirit suddenly lifted up, and his expression was slightly stunned, before he reacted, he was too fascinated by the book in his hand just now, so that he didn't react to the few juniors just now.

Several students saw that the old man was sitting on the chair without reacting, his eyes were blank, and he was immediately depressed, "I'll just say, there is no cold water here." ”

Boom!

Li Shuao came back to his senses and suddenly slapped the table, looking excited, and the other students were startled, "Yes! Of course there is!"

Because Li Shuao knew that the batch of books he ordered wrong was against the cold.

"There really is!" Several students originally had the attitude of giving it a try, but they didn't expect this old-looking bookstore to really have it!

"A set of four books, a total of 120 yuan!" Li Shuao took a few students to the place where "Against the Cold" was placed.

"Grandpa, give each of us one set, no, add four more sets to me!" said a sunny-looking student.

"Okay!"

After Li Shuao packed it for a few students, he then collected the money.

When the student was leaving, Li Shuao couldn't help but grab a student and asked softly: "Hou Sheng, may I ask who this Ye Xun predecessor who wrote this book is sacred, I just read this book and was fascinated, can you tell me a story or two for the old man?"

Several students glanced at each other, they were all Ye Xun's fans, of course they were very happy.

"The old man shouldn't be on the Internet, this book has been serialized on the Internet for nearly three months, and the physical book has only recently been released, and this author Ye Xun does have the qualifications to be called a senior in martial arts, starting in terms of age, he is still your junior, and the author is only twenty-five years old!" The sunny boy patiently explained to Li Shuao.

Hearing such a description, Li Shuao was shocked!

He just watched some of the plots of the reverse water cold, the atmosphere of the plot is quite well rendered, the style of writing is sharp, and there is no mud and water, but there is tenderness in the edge, such a writing can be regarded as everyone!

What shocked Li Shuao even more was that the person who could write such a masterpiece turned out to be a young man in his twenties.

"The future is terrifying, the future is terrifying, I haven't seen such an enjoyable old man for a long time! Martial arts are immortal, and finally there are descendants who can inherit the positions of several grandmasters!" Li Shuao clapped his hands and praised, looking extremely excited.

"Old man, I won't tell you anything, this book has also been highly praised by Mr. Bai Qiusheng!

In this way, Li Shuao was looking forward to the plot behind the reverse water and cold even more, and he decided that he must recommend this book to a few old friends who only bask in the sun all day long.

A group of students walked out of the bookstore while talking excitedly.

A conversation came from outside the street.

"Classmate, did you buy your Reverse Water Chill in this bookstore?"

"Yes, there are a lot of them in there, hurry up, if someone else finds out, it's gone!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" the man then rushed into the store and bought a set very decisively.

Then the news that there was still a cold stock in a bookstore was unknowingly spread, and within just an hour, people of all ages ran to a bookstore to snap up it.

This scene can frighten Li Shuao, it is the first time in the past few years that he has seen someone rushing to buy books to such a crazy point.

Li Shuao had to take out the inventory from the warehouse.

In just half an hour, 500 books were sold out, leaving empty cardboard boxes.