"Tuk Tuk"

Staying up late last night and seeing the number of monthly passes for his book before going to bed, Qin Chuan's head is now blurry.

The early morning of New Year's Day should have been a good time to sleep in, but the sound from somewhere made him have a splitting headache, and he wanted to cover himself with a quilt.

The magic sound lingered, and it didn't stop at all.

"Which one is decorating, you must complain to him!"

Qin Chuan was extremely angry, and directly lifted the quilt and walked out, put on his coat, and listened to the source of the noise.

It sounded very close, not a drill or a hammer at all, but a knock on the door.

He stood on the balcony and looked around and eventually locked on the suspect.

Wrong.

It should be called a suspicious bird!

On a glass-enclosed balcony a few meters away, a parrot is happily munching on melon seeds.

This product eats melon seeds very quickly, pecks the black sunflower seeds with the beak of a bird, opens and closes the upper and lower jaws quickly, and then swallows the melon seeds with a roll of the tongue, leaving only a field of melon seed shells.

After eating a melon seed, the parrot excitedly pecked at the transparent glass and made a familiar "tuk tuk" sound.

Qin Chuan had never raised a parrot, and he found that the green-haired parrot not far away was actually completing a super difficult action with a difficulty coefficient of up to 6.66: one paw grabbed the melon seeds, the other paw grasped the ground, and the paw cooperated with the bird's beak to knock the other ones.

The balcony on Qinchuan's side is open-air and has not been sealed.

From all this distance, he really didn't know what to do with that damn parrot!

If you gnaw melon seeds, you will gnaw melon seeds, and you have to peck at the glass.

Qin Chuan now just wanted the girl to move out quickly.

A neighbor who is not noisy or noisy, loves cleanliness and does not visit the door is a good neighbor!

"Forget it, let's go out for breakfast, and I'll see when I come back later." ”

After changing his clothes, Qin Chuan actually wanted to go to the bookstore for a walk and secretly observe the sales of his "People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" on the first day.

He said he didn't care, but he was actually nervous.

On a winter morning, a cup of warm sweet soy milk with a steaming basket of xiaolongbao is not to mention how delicious!

The irritability and irritation just now are gone.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, but there were still not many people outside the community, only the old people who had morning exercises came back.

Qin Chuan really didn't know where the nearby bookstore was, so he could only pick up his mobile phone and search casually.

There are 6 bookstores near the university town at once!

"Pick the nearest one, don't bother to go. ”

This Tianqin bookstore is just 300 meters away, and you don't even need to turn a corner.

Usually, Qin Chuan would occasionally pass by its door, but he hadn't noticed a bookstore, and it seemed that his attention was all on foraging.

Occasionally, a few students with backpacks walked by on the sidewalk, and Qin Chuan looked outside the door, this bookstore looked very small, with only two rooms, and the bookshelves, aisles, and doorways were already densely piled.

The most are teaching materials, various tutorial books and workbooks.

"Boss, may I ask if you have the book "People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" here?"

The boss, who was holding a bowl of noodles and sucking up, raised his head and replied, "No, why do people keep asking about this book?" ”

"Because it's pretty. Boss, you can go and buy a few copies, it will definitely sell well. ”

In ancient times, there was a princess who sold melons, and now there is Qinchuan pushing books, all of which are self-selling and boasting!

"I'll ask later, these students love to read these kinds of books. ”

Qin Chuan pretended not to hear this, turned around and left from Tianqin Bookstore, this bookstore seems to have very few novels, and what he walked was popular science, teaching aids, various qualification exams and the like.

Survival is definitely good to survive.

"Forget it, I'd better go to the big bookstore, there's a chain bookstore here. ”

The first printing of "People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" was 500,000, of which more than half were given to online merchants, and the remaining 200,000 copies are not expected to be sold to small bookstores.

This type of small bookstore is a follow-the-trend.

New books are not sold.

Selling are classic bestsellers.

In this way, there will be no worries about pressing goods and returning goods.

Unless "People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" is really popular, there is no trace at all.

After walking a few hundred meters to the main road of the university town, Qin Chuan saw the Sansi Study House with bright windows and a full of bookish atmosphere.

This bookstore has many chains across the country, and it is only a little worse than the Xinhua bookstore in the previous life.

There are many posters promoting the new book outside the Sansi Book House.

Qin Chuan's eyes swept and he saw his work.

Under a black giant axe, the Baolian lamp emitted light to resist, and Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, leaned his body as if he was about to fall, the composition was very ingenious, and the poster was drawn by the open book publishing company, which was a cut above the rest of the works.

He took out his phone and took a picture of the poster, then walked into the bookstore.

Unlike the rest of the books that are arranged by genre, new books usually appear in the most prominent and eye-catching places.

Qin Chuan found a stack of physical books entitled "People Grow and Hate Water Changdong", which were twisted and placed into a spiral vase under the skillful hands of the clerks, on which were erected several physical books with plastic covers open for consumers to try.

"Excuse me, are there any discounts or deals for this new book now?"

The clerk who was stopped explained with a smile: "Yes, there is a 9.5% discount for new books, and if you become a member of our Sansi Bookstore, you will enjoy an 8.5% discount, and the points can also be exchanged for books." ”

"Will you send the posters that are posted outside?"

Although Qin Chuan has seen the poster for a long time, he has never got the real thing, and now that the printing is so beautiful, of course he wants a copy.

"Only the collector's edition has a poster gift, and only a paperback edition is currently available. If you really want it, you can get a membership, and we will find a way to give you a poster as a new member benefit. ”

No matter what, he will go around to the card, Qin Chuan thought about it, he may often come here to buy books, and it is okay to become a member.

"I'll just buy this book and go directly to the cashier and say how to apply for membership?"

"You can just come with me, and I'll help you go and talk to the cash register. ”

Early in the morning, the membership card was sold, and the smile on the clerk's face became a little heavier.

Qin Chuan asked almost at this time: "How is this book selling today?"

"It's okay, I think a few students have come to buy this book, I guess I've been waiting for a long time. ”

"Do you think this book is good?"

Probably because Qin Chuan had too many questions, the clerk was a little vigilant, thinking that the goods in front of him were reporters who came to visit secretly, so a lot of words came out: "This novel is very popular on the Internet, you must have heard of "Nezha and the Sea", right? The next "Erlang God Yang Jian" is based on it, and it has been recommended by many book critics, so it is really worth reading. ”

I just started selling it, and I just remember these things.

Qin Chuan did not leave after getting the membership card and the physical book, but found a place to sit down on the second floor of the Sansi Bookstore, just enough to see the new book area below, and see how many copies could be sold in half an hour.

One copy.

Two copies.

Three copies.

What surprised Qin Chuan the most was that the three books sold in this half an hour were all female readers!

"Could it be that I have the potential to be a friend of women?"

He said unashamedly, but he didn't know that thousands of female readers were ready to hack to death this author who tortured people to death!