"Lao Jiao, are we going to keep a low profile these two days?" Yang Tinghe of course noticed the matter of the Wuhou Cultural Research Center, but the madness of the media and netizens scared him a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lao Yang, how can things stop when things have developed to this point! I have already negotiated with sales dealers from all over the world, and I am planning to take advantage of this time when the topic is relatively hot to launch your book, and the promotional posters are ready, now is the time for you to hype!" Jiao Fang took out a poster with good sound quality and handed it to Yang Tinghe.

The main body of the poster is naturally Yang Tinghe and his new book "Three Kingdoms Novel", and the slogan reads: The well-known writer Yang Tinghe has worked hard for two years to take you into the most real Three Kingdoms!

Seeing such a title, Yang Tinghe blushed a little, although he values fame and fortune, but he still has self-esteem, before "Tang and Song Three Kingdoms", he deserved such a title, but after watching the Three Kingdoms of Tang and Song Dynasties, this mentality is completely gone!

"This ......" Yang Tinghe was a little embarrassed, this is a typical step on the Tang and Song dynasties!

"Lao Yang, what era is it, now is the era of eyeball economy, there is nothing about this and that!" Jiao Fang wrote lightly, "Lao Yang, now your 100,000 books are still squeezed in the warehouse, this is millions, if you don't sell it, you and I will have to drink the northwest wind!"

I don't know if the previous sentence played a role or the latter sentence, Yang Tinghe gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, you say, what do you want me to do!"

After Jiao Fang explained like this, Yang Tinghe left alone, Jiao Fang looked at Yang Tinghe's departing back, his eyes were a little complicated: "Old Yang, there is no way, instead of dying together, it is better for you to live and die!"

Jiao Fang asked Yang Tinghe to belittle Tang and Song Dynasty and elevate himself, so as to achieve the effect of publicity, but Jiao Fang is not a fool, he knows very well that after the official sale of "The Legend of the Three Kingdoms", Yang Tinghe's words will embarrass him, but for the sake of the 100,000 books piled up in the warehouse, Jiao Fang still taught him to do so, as long as half of the books are sold, the publishing house can at least recover the cost, and Jiao Fang cannot let the entire publishing house give Yang Tinghe a funeral!

Tang Song originally thought that if the Wuhou Cultural Research Center was solved, all the remarks against him would stop, but he didn't expect that the writer named Yang Tinghe was still chasing and biting him, but Tang and Song couldn't do anything about him for the time being, after all, some of the objections raised by Yang Tinghe were also reasonable, although they were a bit far-fetched, but this kind of questioning in academia was a very normal phenomenon.

Guan Linlin has returned from a business trip, and Tang Song's mind is all on his girlfriend.

"Tang Song, why is there so much news about you lately? My dad even asked you if you had offended anyone. Guan Linlin asked.

"Does your dad know about me too?" Tang Song wondered.

"Nonsense, your affairs are on Weibo headlines, and my dad usually brushes Weibo, of course I saw it. Guan Linlin replied, "But don't worry, my dad is your supporter, he won't have anything to say about you because of this matter, I heard that he likes what you said about the Three Kingdoms." ”

"Oh, really?" Tang Song was very happy to hear Guan Linlin's answer, "What about you, what do you think of what I said?"

"I also read a little bit, although I haven't finished reading it, but I think what you said seems to make sense, anyway, it subverts my inherent impression of the Three Kingdoms. Guan Linlin smiled, "Anyway, your impression in front of my parents is much better this time." ”

"Hearing you say that, all the unpleasantness of the past two days is gone!" Tang Song smiled happily.

Tang Song and Guan Linlin chatted while walking, and unconsciously walked to the vicinity of Xinhua Book City.

"I'm tired of walking, let's go in and have a drink. Guan Linlin proposed.

Xinhua Book City is not just a bookstore, but a commercial and cultural area, which not only has a bookstore but also a reading room, an audio-visual store, a lot of supporting desserts and coffee shops, and there will be autograph and book sales activities in the square from time to time.

"Hey, here is a copy of "Three Kingdoms Sketches", is it the same as the Three Kingdoms you said?" Guan Linlin suddenly stopped, took a book from the new book recommendation shelf, and brought it to Tang Song.

"Perhaps, there are still many scholars in China who study the Three Kingdoms, and I am just talking about it. Tang Song didn't care too much.

"I'm sure this author named Yang Tinghe must not have written as good as you!" Guan Linlin has many hobbies, but she doesn't include reading, so she casually put "Three Kingdoms Sketches" on the shelf.

"Who do you say the author is?" Tang Song felt that the author's name was a little familiar.

"Yang Tinghe, what's wrong? do you know?" Guan Linlin was a little surprised by Tang Song's reaction.

Tang Song picked up "Three Kingdoms Sketches", deliberately turned to the page of the author's introduction, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It's not an acquaintance, it's a long-term friendship!"

Tang Song finally understood why Yang Tinghe always bit him, the reason for his feelings was here, Tang Song did not tell Guan Linlin about the contradiction between himself and Yang Tinghe, so as not to make him unhappy.

"It's been a long time, you've watched too many movies. Guan Linlin laughed.

"Anyway, it's half a friend, since someone has released a new book, why do I have to buy a copy to support it, you wait for me here for a while, I'll pay for it. ”

Tang Song bought "Sketches of the Three Kingdoms", and he wanted to go back to see what Yang Tinghe, who had criticized himself worthlessly, had high opinions!

The book "Sketches of the Three Kingdoms" is not thick, it is less than 200,000 words, divided into two volumes, the binding is very exquisite, Tang and Song Dynasty went back at night and spent more than an hour to read the two books, not how fast Tang and Song read books, but there is not much content in the book worth reading.

"At this level, you also have the face to say irresponsible things to me?" Tang Song understood what shamelessness was, "This bastard doesn't want me to hype up his new book, right?"

Tang Song thought that if he and Yang Tinghe were reversed, he would never do this kind of thing, although this kind of hype would make his book sell well, but it was just a one-shot deal, and gambling on his reputation for this benefit was something that a fool would do. Of course, Tang Song didn't know about the 100,000 copies squeezing the warehouse, otherwise he might not think so.

"For the sake of money, I really don't even want to do discipline!"

Yang Tinghe updated Weibo again, during this time, because Yang Tinghe scolded Tang Song more fiercely, Tang Song also paid more attention to his dynamics.

Looking at Yang Tinghe's continued disparagement of himself on Weibo and his recommendation of the book "Sketches of the Three Kingdoms", Tang Song smiled: "As the saying goes, help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and I will send you to the west!"