Later, Zhang Chu could only become a spectator and see how talented netizens opened their brains.

The so-called masters are among the people, and it is necessary to mobilize the ability of the masses to truly spread this thing.

This is actually the same as chicken soup, if you drink too much chicken soup, everyone will like poisonous chicken soup!

Seeing that there are too many koi fish forwarded, people come up with this way of tossing, staging a good show of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimp.

Finally, there was no class in the afternoon, but Zhang Chu couldn't rest, and he had to go to Nanhai Publishing Company to sign the new book "Journey to the West Diary".

This work that he serialized on the Internet will be released nationwide on October 1, and now it's time to sign autographs and do various promotional activities, such as Weibo lottery or something.

Of course, according to Zhou Kang's idea, it is much stronger to let Zhang Chu go on a TV show than these network interactions.

It's a pity that Zhang Chu has never wanted to participate in any shows since the naïve "One Stop to the End" before, not to mention that there are no particularly good programs to participate in directly.

Now he is not enough, if it is placed more than half a month ago, when the rumors of the US lawsuit have just come out, some TV stations are willing to interview it.

Now that the limelight has passed, he has become a nobody again!

Returning to the branch of Nanhai Publishing House in Yanjing City, the last time I successfully grabbed an interview here at Southern Weekend, I was envied by the rest of the media, and now I don't even know the reception at the front desk when I revisit the old place.

"I'm Zhang Chu, and I signed it after making an appointment with your editor. ”

The beautiful woman at the front desk was loyal, and she said politely: "This classmate, otherwise you can call the editor, I really can't just let people in." ”

Zhang Chu was speechless at this moment, his editor-in-charge Gu Xinxue was at the head office of the publishing company, that is, in the provincial capital city of Nanhai Island, and was not in Yanjing at all.

The unpublished signature this time was Gu Xinxue contacting the editor of the branch, and Zhang Chu had to call him to explain the situation.

While waiting, the beautiful woman poured a glass of mineral water and handed it to Zhang Chu, and asked curiously: "Classmate, are you really a writer?"

"What, don't you think it's like it?" Zhang Chu laughed, Renmei can forgive anything.

"It's a little, I thought you were here to find parents or submissions. In the past, many young people were trying to get in, they obviously had a submission mailbox, and after being rejected, they came to make trouble. ”

"Then don't worry, I won't make trouble. ”

As he spoke, a middle-aged man in a gray shirt ran out in small steps, came to Zhang Chu and stretched out his hand and said, "Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I just forgot to add you to the reservation list." I'm Cheng Tao, and Lao Gu entrusted me to help you deal with related matters. ”

Teacher Cheng laughed, if not, I wouldn't have had a chance to chat with the beautiful woman. Zhang Chu let go of his hand, he turned his head to the front desk reception and said, "Bye-bye, thank you for the water!"

Li Yanqiu had just come to work here, and she was relieved, fortunately, she had a good attitude towards this young classmate, and the person who could make a senior editor treat him cautiously was definitely not an ordinary character.

"Looks like I'm going to have to fill up the company's customer list quickly, or I don't know anyone. ”

……

Cheng Tao took Zhang Chu to a lounge, where several boxes had been placed on the floor of the room, and a stack of "Journey to the West Diary" was neatly placed inside.

"So much?"

Zhang Chu's face turned green all of a sudden, obviously Gu Xinxue only said a hundred copies in WeChat, which definitely looked no less than five hundred!

"Not much, not much, Mr. Zhang, you are so popular now, these six hundred works are not enough for the market to digest. Cheng Tao said happily.

Many authors like to sign autographs, but Zhang Chu is an alternative kind.

Now that they are all in the thieves' den, he can only catch the ducks on the shelves, sit in front of the desk, and then pick up a physical book and check it carefully.

He had already seen the cover before, and it was only after the physical book was placed in front of him that it was more realistic.

The cover of "Journey to the West Diary" looks very simple and atmospheric, with "Journey to the West Diary" in the middle, and "Zhang Chu's works" written below.

The only highlight is the silhouette of four characters in the upper middle part, Tang Seng, Sun Wukong wearing a tight hoop spell, the second senior brother with obvious pig ears, and the sand monk wearing a skull!

Zhang Chu resigned himself to picking up the black signature pen next to him, quickly opened the book, and signed his name on the title page.

With primary calligraphy proficient in such skills, his hard pen calligraphy is quite good, this word looks like an iron hook silver stroke, very distinctive!

Cao Mengru, an intern on one side, is responsible for flipping the book for him, while Zhang Chu himself only needs to sign it, and the speed of the two is quite fast.

Dual-mindedness is what Zhang Chu is good at, and while he signed his autograph, he chatted with the female intern next to him.

"Sister Mengru, how many days a week do you want to intern now?"

Just introduced the name before, Zhang Chu's goods became self-cooked, and climbed up.

Cao Mengru put the signed book back in the box neatly, and she replied with a smile: "It's not fixed, as long as you have time, come over." I'm in my junior year now, so I'm coming here a lot. ”

A person younger than himself is already a best-selling writer, and he is still an intern, Cao Mengru sighed in her heart, there is no comparison!

"Junior, Sister Mengru, which school are you? Maybe we're still alumni. ”

The technique of pretending to be tender has penetrated into Zhang Chu's bones, and he, an old otaku in his thirties, has no burden at all.

Cao Mengru's whole person looks like the kind of Jiangnan girl who likes literature, a little gentle and moving, but she is not the slightest weak when she speaks, "We can't be alumni, Yanda is too powerful, I am from the Chinese Department of Yanjing Normal University." I've written things before, but unfortunately I can't even read my roommates when I write them, let alone publish them. ”

While the two were talking, Cheng Tao, who had left before, suddenly ran over in a hurry, and he said excitedly: "Zhang Chu, the primary list of good Chinese literature has come out and is being published on their website. Your copy of Life of Pi is on it too!"

"So efficient?"

Zhang Chu thought that the results of the essay contest would not come out in three or two months, but he put the list on the Internet so quickly, and he had to give a thumbs up to the group of old men in his heart, which must have been reviewed overtime.

"Is it ranked now?" Cao Mengru asked curiously, she also knew that Zhang Chu had participated in this essay, and she was very curious about how far the young man in front of her, who was two grades younger than herself, could go.