Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Folk of the Market

Regardless of whether the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and literary figures are willing to recognize the status of martial arts, they cannot stop the love of the people.

The fifth day of the second issue of "Oriental" -

A coolly dressed girl in her twenties hurried into a bookstore.

This is the largest branch of Bowen Bookstore in Zhonghai.

It was about ten o'clock in the morning, and the girl looked dusty, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

After breaking into the bookstore, he didn't look for it on the shelves and stalls, but came to the counter and asked urgently: "Where is "Oriental", give me a copy!"

The bookstore salesman was also two women, and when she heard this, she smiled lightly: "Miss, "Oriental" is gone, you see ......"

As he spoke, a salesperson pointed to a dozen customers in the store who were shopping for books. There were men and women, pacing among the vast number of books, but with no intention of picking any of them, including a young mother holding a baby.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and said, "They are also ......"

"You guessed it," the salesman said with a smile, "they're just like you, they're here to buy this magazine, and we've been urging it twice." But I heard that the publisher will send another batch today, or will you wait?"

The girl was depressed: "I've run a lot of books, and they all say that your bookstore is the biggest, and there may be a surplus, but it turned out to be sold out!"

"No way, the owner of the island is from Zhonghai, and there are more people who support it. Another saleswoman laughed.

"No, I'm going to see the Jade Rakshasa!"

The girl was a little helpless, took out a tissue to wipe her sweat, and joined the waiting crowd.

……

The exponential growth of computer users has provided the most convenient channel for the promotion of new magazines, especially Shen Zhe's readership is relatively concentrated in one forum.

"Damn, I'm obviously a man, why do I prefer the heroine?"

"Agreed, but I just want to know how the Jade Rakshasa was raised by wolves, and the island owner is writing nonsense, right?"

"Alas, if only I had been taken away by a wolf when I was a child!"

“…… Do you dare to say it in front of your mother?"

"Woo, you bully people, my home is in the southwest, and I ran more than a dozen bookstores and said no!"

"Then you have to review the island master's last book, but unfortunately you didn't buy the first issue, and when I'm tired of reading it, how about selling it for you at double price?"

“…… It's too dark, isn't it?"

"You didn't count the postage!"

"Oh, that's fine, keep it for me. ”

The bearded moderator sat in front of the computer, but his eyes were on the magazine in his hand, not paying attention to the content on the forum.

When I saw the tension, I made a slight sound of inhaling cool air from my mouth.

[The Jade Rakshasa shouted: "If you are guilty of your sins, I will forgive your sins, you come and kill your brother!"]

"Oh, my mom, it's so ruthless, I like it!"

Suddenly, the screen seemed to shake, and the speaker next to it let out a shrill scream.

The beard was so frightened that he "popped" and hit his leg on the table.

The angry Tong Guò scolded in a voice: "Little Four, you dare to hack into my computer again and come to your house to settle accounts with you!"

"your grandfather, it's really there, I don't reply to a dozen messages to you, what are you doing?"

"I'm reading the islander's new book. ”

"Did you read it, I'll go, I read it yesterday, and I dreamed that I was taken away by a tiger when I was breastfeeding!"

The beard grinned: "...... You cow, if you don't get pulled out, I'll have your last name!"

"Look at the number I sent you, the number of visits today has officially exceeded the 5 million mark, beard, do you want to meet to celebrate?"

"If you don't come to Yanjing, my business won't be able to leave. ”

"Anyway, the island is going to Yanjing to study at university, and you are the landlord, so don't you receive it?"

"Do you still need to say, ready to go!"

"Then I'll find time to go to Yanjing this year, and I've always been skeptical about whether you're a fat person or not, and I'll check it carefully this time!"

……

At the same time, there are many book fan groups on the Internet who are also hotly discussing.

"Coffee Mate" Talk Group-

"How many people still haven't bought the first issue of Oriental?"

"I ......"

"And me!"

Dozens of speeches popped up in an instant.

"So much? Then there is no way, I queued up for three bookstores, and I ran to seven newsstands to buy fifteen copies, which is not enough points. ”

"Oh, then I don't want it, I'm going to support it for the sake of the owner's new magazine. ”

"Well, that's just right, but I remind you that although the island owner's new book is martial arts, with the eyes of countless books I have read, it is also a romance. ”

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, martial arts is the main creator of the island, what's wrong with creating a romance martial arts again?"

"Then I want it too!"

"It's late, you've said everything, and more than twenty people have talked to me privately. ”

"Woo......"

……

Sima Mingfeng also had an Oriental magazine at hand.

At this time, they were talking on the phone.

"Sima, we have to make bigger changes. ”

Sima Mingfeng was speechless, his eyes fell to the side, and he frowned: "Most of the book has been completed, if the overhaul is better than rewriting, judging from the effect of these issues, it is also very obvious to the sales of your magazine, right?"

"Sima, part of the reason is due to the strong support of your association, and besides, there is already a downward trend. ”

Sima Mingfeng thought for a while: "That's it, like that kid, two times per issue, and then start the next serialization, this is my biggest concession." ”

"Alright then, get ready. ”

Sima Mingfeng put down the phone, picked up the magazine and read it again, and muttered, "Change your posture again......"

It's a shame to imitate it once, and you have to do it again.

……

Editorial Department of Oriental -

Everyone came very early today, and yesterday's editor-in-chief Zhongli arranged today's tasks.

Suddenly received an email from Shen Zhe.

When he opened it, Zhongli froze.

Although he graduated from a business college, he at least went to junior high school and received a national education. I have always been in the cultural industry, and I know a lot about traditional culture and ancient literature, but I was also a little dumbfounded when I read Shen Zhe's article.

Five copies were printed at once, and several editors-in-chief were called over and sent to them one by one.

Then the editorial office fell into an eerie calm.

Only the American editor Wenwen suddenly sighed: "This is written by Xiao Zhe......?

Editor-in-Chief Wei's face turned red: "What's very powerful, this is the voice of the Great Dao!"

Wenwen said weakly: "Ah, it's so powerful? I don't feel as good as "Hurt Zhongyong". ”

"Oh, little girl, I really don't understand anything, what is "Hurt Zhongyong", ah, no, that's good. But it's definitely not as good as this article, don't look at it as only about 200 words, it will definitely shock the whole country!"

As he spoke, he said excitedly: "There will be saints in five hundred years, I didn't expect to see it!"

Although the other people also had wrong faces, they were not as obvious as Editor-in-Chief Wei.

Zhongli calmed down first and shook his head slightly: "Old Wei, it's too much, few people care about this now, and at most it shocks those scholars, professional teachers and students." Those who have a certain amount of education may feel that it is very unusual, and ordinary people will not take it to heart when they see it. ”

Editor-in-Chief Wei said slowly: "That's right, I took it for granted, now is not the ancient times after all." ”

After speaking, he shook his head: "But the more time passes, the more people will definitely understand, I'm sure!"

Su Wei said: "I remember those two poems, saying that he was born at the wrong time, and now it seems that this is even more so, how can he study such boring things?"

Everyone looked at Lin Yuanzhi.

Lin Yuanzhi said indifferently: "I don't know ...... this."