"The Summer of the Birds?"

Wei Xiang was concentrating on preparing for the International Detective Awards. You must know that the works he published in "Detective Master" were not created by him with dedication and dedication, but after participating in the International Detective Competition, the copyright of the award-winning works was relinquished.

So he thought that he didn't need to put his mind on this.

But now, he unconsciously held a newly bought magazine, but he didn't dare to open it.

He now understands what Li Zonghao's phone call to him two days ago means, and the reason why they are in retreat is to not be disturbed by these things and concentrate on their creation.

Retreat is to calm one's mind.

It's like a writer who, in order to calm himself down, uses scissors to cut himself a weird yin and yang hair, so that he won't go out. Sure enough, after only three months of immersion at home, he created a masterpiece.

But at this moment, Wei Xiang looked at this strange title and frowned slightly.

He couldn't help but put his mind on this. Even for his work, he has always been satisfied. After all, these are all works that broke into the International Detective Competition.

The assistant watched from the sidelines, and was a little surprised, because Wei Xiang suddenly seemed to have changed from his previous carelessness.

Zhang Can is indeed a strong rival, "After School", "White Night Walking", "The Dedication of Suspect X", any of these three works, Wei Xiang is afraid that he will not be able to defeat him. But he hadn't thought about it before.

What's more, Zhang Can is not participating in the competition at the moment.

Wei Xiang had an extra layer of pressure than him.

"Let's see."

He said to himself.

Because no matter whether Zhang Can's writing is good or not, he must put this matter down and concentrate on dealing with the competition.

Wei Xiang has always thought that he is at ease with this matter, and even despises those writers who often retreat before the game.

But when he picked up the pen and thought about all these messy things, Wei Xiang knew.

He was still too young to put his mind on this kind of thing before the game.

No wonder everyone in the Detective Association persuaded him to release the copyright after the contest ended.

Master William is far away in the United States, and Zhang Can does not need to participate in the competition. It seems that only he himself has been affected by this matter.

Done wrong!

But Wei Xiang has a good brain.

Look at this one, if it is not well written, he can go to retreat with confidence. If it is well written, if you see an excellent work at this time, you may be able to learn from it.

Thinking so, Wei Xiang turned the page.

When he closed it, his face was not as good as he had expected.

Amazing.

Four amazing works in a row, Zhang Can, what kind of person are you!

……

There seems to be calm on the Internet, but everyone knows that a storm is hidden under this calm.

Because at this time, everyone is still reading like crazy.

"Didn't anyone say how they reacted after watching "The Summer of the Bird"? I just want to say that I don't know how to describe it, and I can only use the most simple and beautiful two words to describe it. ”

It wasn't until such a piece of news appeared that everyone hurriedly reacted.

So, in a very short period of time, "The Summer of the Bird" instantly detonated comments everywhere.

"Produced by Canshen, it must be a high-quality product!"

"The disappearance of the secret room, the long-term infertility, the continuous death of the baby, the curse of the Jiuyuan Temple family, wrapped in the treacherous and mysterious shell, is just a sad and helpless story."

"Gorgeous writing, brilliant style!"

"Everything that seems unthinkable can be explained in the most scientific way. No wonder some people call it monster reasoning! ”

"Monster reasoning vs. supernatural reasoning, complete victory!"

Putting aside the support of Master William and Conan's Sherlock Holmes, the first to become popular was Zhang Can's "Summer of the Birds", which was also somewhat unexpected.

However, Sherlock Holmes can't be regarded as a slow-burning work, perhaps it is the monster-style reasoning first proposed by "The Summer of the Bird", which is too eye-catching.

Some time ago, someone on the Internet opened a forum with a lot of money to set up the ring, threatening to leave contact information, 1 to 1.

This matter was sent to him by a rather boring oil gloss that he was on vacation recently.

Is Zhang Can the kind of person who won't take advantage of it?

Of course not, but he's busy, and he's not sure if this ring is a liar. So he clicked on the report with a good conscience.

Who would have thought that five minutes later, this netizen reopened the post again and announced that he had sent a million gambling funds to the administrator.

It's just that his second post seems to be a little provocative. Because he opened a small forum on the Encyclopedia. The encyclopedia was established by Zhang Can, although the money was made...... Well, it's quite a bit of money.

In order to cheer himself up, Zhang Can was ruthless and pressed himself...... One hundred.

He is a good citizen, a small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts his body, besides, this is the first issue, and the sales of this magazine will rise later, he knows. But in the first issue, how dare he guarantee that he is just a protagonist and not a god.

Who would have thought that Zhang Cangang pressed a hundred yuan. Yu Yue'er followed closely and pressed ...... Million!

Oops, Zhang Can couldn't cry or laugh.

Whose daughter-in-law is this!

So, when looking at the sales volume, Zhang Can was more active than anyone else.

"Boss, this is still on sale today, and the sales volume will not be known until tomorrow!"

Lin Feng couldn't cry or laugh.

"Didn't anyone call to restock?" Zhang Can recalled the hot sales scene of "Peter Pan" at that time.

"No, it's enough to print this time." Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and replied.

Besides, this time there is also Conan's name, and those bookstores have bought a lot of them.

didn't get the answer he wanted, and Zhang Can left a little depressed.