The first printing of 10,000 copies...... It's all gone?

The editor-in-chief looked at the sales report that was sent urgently, he slapped the table and shouted, "Print and print!"

……

"Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Huang Hu, you deserve to be the king of fairy tales. A woman walked into the dining room and said complimentally.

Huang Hu smiled modestly: "It's still the second day, and I don't know the sales situation yet." ”

Another chubby writer said: "You are the king of fairy tales, and you are the first in fairy tale books." ”

"Yes, we are here to celebrate your achievements for Mr. Huang Hu. ”

Huang Hu held a celebration banquet the next day!

Huang Hu sat on the main seat of the restaurant, he picked up his glass and said, "Thank you all for coming to my banquet, thank you for supporting my new book!"

A group of people drank with wine glasses, and the atmosphere was very cheerful.

"Didi—"

Huang Hu was a little drunk, he took out his mobile phone to look at it, and said with a smile: "It was my editor at the publishing house who called." ”

One writer applauded: "It's definitely here to inform the sales, let's listen together." ”

"I guess there are six thousand, right?"

Another woman covered her mouth and smiled, "I think there are seven thousand." ”

Huang Hu smiled modestly: "It's good to have three thousand." ”

Huang Hu clicked the answer button, and the face with a smile just now gradually changed......

Huang Hu was a little incredulous: "Four...... Four thousand five?"

The restaurant fell silent.

Huang Hu said in disbelief: "I'm the king of fairy tales, how can I sell more than 4,000 copies on the first day?"

Huang Hu's fists were clenched together, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Then how much did that "Son of Heaven" sell?"

"I heard that the first printing of 10,000 copies was sold out. ”

Huang Hu's hand stiffened, and the phone fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Huang Hu looked at the table of delicacies, and the whole person was stunned.

What the is this celebration of?

Huang Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yesterday was only the first day, and besides, my book is a fairy tale book......"

The writers present were silent.

How can this man not even afford to lose?

"No...... It's all fake, I don't believe it! It must be fake, or it was bought for Tang Lang's help, right?" Huang Hu shouted as if he had grasped the last straw.

The meal for the celebration was no longer available, and a group of people walked out of the restaurant.

A writer bought a newspaper.

"There are articles by Chen Sen and Chen Lao on the literature page!" the man exclaimed in surprise.

The people around were a little curious, what did Chen Lao write?

The more the man looked at it, the more frightened he became: "Old Chen...... I personally wrote an article recommending the article "The Son of Heaven" and praised it as the most poetic vernacular of our time. ”

Huang Hu rushed up and snatched it: "No, it can't be! That's shit, shit-like things." ”

Huang Hu seemed to be crazy, rushed to the bookstore and saw a large group of people lining up to buy books.

He grabbed a little girl and asked, "Little sister, what book are you here to buy?"

Huang Hu also deliberately showed a smile that he thought was kind.

"I saw Chen Lao's recommendation to buy "Son of Heaven". ”

Huang Hu was furious and reached out to grab the little girl's wrist: "That's garbage, what do you think garbage does?"

The little girl screamed, "There is a pervert! There is a pervert! Help, help." ”

The young man who was buying the book behind him and the aunt rushed up and pressed Huang Hu to the ground and beat him.

"Wait...... This person seems to be a yellow tiger, right?"

"Yellow Tiger, the king of fairy tales?"

A mother holding her child said, "Oh my God, why is this man a pervert? I wanted to rape a girl just now, right? I won't buy his book." ”

"yes, I don't read this kind of person's book. ”

Huang Hu was in despair...... How so?

That kid actually knows the president of the Chinese Poetry Association?

Did he lose?

No, Jiang Ming couldn't let him lose so easily!

Jiang Ming later posted a blog post on his blog and responded domineeringly.

["How shall anyone in the world deal with me who slanders me, insults me, despises me, laughs at me, deceives me, or despises me?"]

"Bear with him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, let him, honor him, and ignore him. In a few years, you will see him. ”]

Just a few dozen words, domineering in response to Huang Hu constantly posting and scolding him!

The eyes of everyone who saw this blog post lit up.

A teenager who was browsing the blog slapped the table and exclaimed, "That's good! I'm going to go to my QQ space!"

Chen Sen soon saw this blog post, and he immediately made a call to Jiang Ming: "Jiang Ming, who is this person? That answer is enough to go down in history!"

Yes?

Chen Sen was so excited that he spitted: "I want to talk to that old gentleman! This is definitely not something that ordinary young people can write." The old gentleman...... Are you a student of Buddhism? That answer is full of Zen flavor!"

Jiang Ming: "......"

Jiang Ming thought for a while and said, "He doesn't want to meet people for the time being......

Chen Sen was a little disappointed when he heard this, and sighed: "Sure enough, this kind of master is a hermit......

Chen Sen, president of the Chinese Poetry Association, personally recommended the book "Son of Heaven", and the author's gossip before the blog's domineering response detonated the Internet.

Because of that passage...... It's so pretending!

A small publishing house like Nancheng Publishing House suddenly entered the field of vision of the literary circle......

I heard that the editor-in-chief of Nancheng Publishing House has been sleeping with Jiang Ming's "Son of Heaven" in his arms recently......

……

"Brother Jiang Ming, are you there? Can you come to our school?" Tranquility suddenly called him.

Jiang Ming was a little surprised in his heart: "What happened?"

Don't be quiet, that woman specifically asked him out.

Tranquility muttered: "Yunyun, she caught a cold in line in order to grab the book of "Son of Heaven", and she also said that she would have to queue up tomorrow ......"

Jiang Ming was dumbfounded, wouldn't it? That book is so popular now?

Hey, thanks to Chen Sen, Chen is old......

Jiang Ming frowned and asked, "Then did she buy it?"

"No, the last one was snatched by someone else. ”

Jiang Ming pondered for a while and said, "I'll come to your school right away." ”

Jiang Ming took out a sample book of "The Son of Heaven", he suddenly thought about it, and his eyes lit up.

How about he sign it?

It's definitely better than the ordinary.

Jiang Ming thought about it and did it immediately.

He took a pen and wrote his name.

Jiang Hai's four words tomorrow are a little ugly and want to vomit.

Jiang Ming wrote several books in a row, he finally put down the books, took out his library card and entered the library.

The white-bearded old man stepped forward with a smile: "Classmate Jiang Ming, the library has been full of aura recently. ”

Jiang Ming nodded a little excitedly: "Yes, I have broken through to the early stage of the second layer of the Spirit Realm!"

The white-bearded old man nodded with great satisfaction: "That's good, I wish you a happy study." ”

Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment and asked, "Administrator, can I go to the second floor?"

The library has three floors, but he has never been active on the first floor, and he has never been to the second and third floors.

The white-bearded old man smiled: "The second floor is an empty bookshelf. ”

Jiang Ming was shocked: "Huh?"

The old man said meaningfully: "This library has thousands of records, and the second layer needs you to record ......."

Jiang Ming didn't seem to understand, he shook his head: "Forget it, I'll go find a calligraphy book." ”

After Jiang Ming learned calligraphy, Jiang Ming saw that his points had almost been spent.

The entire book of "Calligraphy" was enough to ask him for 350 points.

In addition to the library, Jiang Ming chicly signed the words "Jianghai Tomorrow", and then went to Jianghai No. 2 Middle School with the book.

Jiang Yun, who was coughing, was pulled down by Tranquility.

Jiang Ming stared at Jiang Yun with a straight face, and said, "I heard that you are going to buy some little yellow book tomorrow?"

Jiang Yun wiped her nose, her round eyes widened, and she was angry: "What little yellow book......?" Chen Lao is recommending a good book, brother, do you understand it?"

"So you're going tomorrow?"

Jiang Yun snorted: "I still have to go." ”

Jiang Ming took out the book from behind him: "No need to go, I bought it for you." ”

Jiang Yun's eyes lit up when she saw it: "Is it really a book?"

Jiang Yun hugged her and took a look, she opened the title page, and there was a pen name signed on it!

Extraordinarily chic.

At first glance, you can see that it is the handwriting of calligraphers.

Jiang Ming was proud, little girl, hurry up and praise your brother!

Jiang Yun held the book and asked suspiciously, "Brother, where did you buy the pirated goods?"

Jiang Ming: "......"

Jiang Yun's voice was a little soft: "There are no signatures on the market, is this fake?"

Jiang Ming: "......"

Jiang Yun's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Even if you buy a fake, brother, I want it!"

Jiang Ming coughed and said, "Then you can take a good look, don't run out and queue up to buy it tomorrow." Remember to take your medicine on time. ”

Jiang Yun couldn't put it down while holding the book, she said obediently: "I know, when I'm ready, let's get ready to go home." ”

Jiang Ming nodded and asked Tranquility to take Jiang Yun back to the bedroom.

Jiang Ming looked at the night and walked out step by step......

Nanjia

Nantian stood nervously in front of the closed practice room.

Suddenly, there was an explosion-like sound in the practice room, and Nantian was directly shaken out.

Nantian struggled to get up from the ground and chased him into the practice room.

I saw Nan Changfeng's upper body was red, the muscles on his arms were bulging, and he was covered in sweat.

"Dad......"

Nan Changfeng looked at his hands, and suddenly laughed: "I'm out of the customs!

Nantian wiped the blood from his mouth and asked, "Dad, did you succeed?"

Nan Changfeng showed a strange smile: "I'm already a samurai now......"

Nantian's eyes lit up! His father really succeeded.

Nan Changfeng walked out step by step, looked out the window and asked, "Where is that kid Jiang Ming?"