Zhou Lin did not leave the university town after leaving the bubble tea shop, and went straight to an Internet café a few streets away, and sure enough, he saw the familiar Gao Zhining in a familiar location.

This guy always looks unkempt and hasn't woken up, his eyes are narrowed into a slit towards the screen, if it weren't for his fingers constantly tapping on the keyboard, Zhou Lin really couldn't tell whether he was writing a program or sleeping.

"Aren't you afraid of sudden death in an Internet café?" Zhou Lin walked over, looked at the empty buckets of instant noodles and the remains of lunch boxes piled up on the table, and couldn't help asking.

"I haven't gotten the share of Zhou's cube yet, and I'm reluctant to die. Gao Zhining helped the black-framed glasses that were about to fall under his nose, and said with a smile.

Zhou Lin shrugged his shoulders, took out two discs from his backpack and said, "One is the soundtrack, the other is the image resources, everything you want is in it." How long will it take to finalize the version?"

Gao Zhining thought for a while and said, "At this time tomorrow, you can come and get it." ”

"It's a deal. Zhou Lin knew that Gao Zhining was a workaholic, and he was not worried about his work efficiency, so he left in a hurry after a few more words.

Walking out of the Internet café, Zhou Lin came to the opposite side of the road and wanted to take a taxi, but suddenly saw a newsstand next to him, and couldn't help but walk over.

It was only after he received a text message from Geng Yunhe the day before yesterday that he learned that the "plan" had been launched, and that "Liancheng Jue" would be published in today's issue of "Wuxia Weekly".

"I don't know what the response to "Liancheng Jue" is. Zhou Lin came to the newsstand.

The boss was wiping a magazine with a rag, and when he saw Zhou Lin stopping, he said, "What to buy?"

"Is there a "Martial Arts Weekly"?" Zhou Lin glanced at the newsstand, but found no trace of "Martial Arts Weekly", and couldn't help frowning, saying in his heart, "Isn't there a place like a university town where every inch of land is expensive?"

"Sorry, sold out. The middle-aged stall owner in his forties shook his head and said, "I've already called to replenish the stock, if you're not in a hurry, come and see it in the afternoon." ”

"Sold out?" Zhou Lin said.

The stall owner nodded and said: "Usually "Martial Arts Weekly" doesn't sell so well, but today it seems that a new novel has been published, called what the city is called, and many people have bought it to read, and it was all sold out before ten o'clock in the morning." ”

"It's selling so hot?" Zhou Lin secretly rejoiced.

Stallholder: "Who knows...... The magazine didn't sell well, and I only bought three copies a week. A while ago, there was a sudden fire, and the replenishment couldn't be replenished, so I bought a few more copies, but it couldn't be sold in the past few days. I'm thinking about cutting a few copies, and they're sold out today. Do you think this magazine is a convulsion?"

"It's quite convulsive. Zhou Lin laughed secretly.

In his previous life, his fifteen novels swept the Chinese world, and there were countless adaptations of novels, movies, television and games, creating countless classics.

In this life, Zhou Linxuan's "Mandarin Duck Knife" and "Liancheng Jue" are only the small characters in the fifteen novels of the old man Jin Yong, and the classics are not as good as the "Condor Trilogy", "Tianlong Babu", "The Legend of the Deer and Ding", "Smiling Proud Jianghu" and other tomes, but they also triggered a buying boom as soon as they were published, which shows how amazing the old man's attraction is.

"Thank you, old man, I wish you a long life!" Zhou Lin muttered silently.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the deep city, there was a chorus of joy in the magazine of "Martial Arts Weekly".

"Shanghai confirmed the replenishment of 2,000 copies!"

"Pingjing confirms the replenishment of 3,000 copies!"

"Shencheng is in urgent need of replenishing 2,000 copies!"

"Shudu replenishment, 100,000 urgent!"

Phones rang one after another, without exception, dealers and distributors everywhere asked for restocking.

Since the boom caused by "Mandarin Duck Knife" a while ago, the sales of "Martial Arts Weekly" have gradually declined, and have remained between 57,800 and 60,000 copies.

Just when many people thought that "Martial Arts Weekly" was just a temporary return, this issue sold crazy again!

Geng Yunhe had expected that 10,000 copies would be printed in this issue, and the overall print run reached 70,000 copies.

However, he didn't expect that the sales form would be so crazy, and before ten o'clock in the morning, dealers and distributors around the country desperately called to ask for replenishment.

"Lao Li, hurry up and start printing over there, and print another 10,000 ...... No, 20,000 copies!" Geng Yunhe answered all kinds of calls urging goods here, and dialed the phone call of the printing house to urge.

"What, can't it be printed today? I can tell you, in the future, we will have such a large print run in each issue, if you can't print it, tell me in advance, I can find someone else to cooperate!"

"Stop other magazines and leave me a line? This is about the same, I can tell you Lao Li, I gave you a chance, don't drop the chain!"

Hanging up the phone, Geng Yunhe couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He is the earliest reader of "Liancheng Jue", the first chapter of "Liancheng Jue" published in this issue, "Countrymen Enter the City", does not look brilliant at first glance, but if you taste it carefully, you will find that both the text and the plot are far older and spicier than "Mandarin Duck Knife", and Di Yun's experience of being bullied everywhere makes people feel compassion, and they can't help but want to see him turn over and slap his face.

But in the second chapter "Prison", not only did Di Yun not turn over, but he was even framed and put in prison, and it seems that he will never have a chance to come out in his life.

And as Ding Dian tells the truth about Di Yun's frame-up situation, the story reaches a low point, and the reader's heart will become cold with Di Yun, lamenting how there can be such a sinister human heart in the world, and such an unlucky person.

In the third chapter "People are as light as chrysanthemums", Di Yun began to learn Shenzhao Gong from Ding Dian, and the plot seemed to be about to be reversed, but Ding Dian was poisoned again, revealing his love story with Ling Shuanghua......

Geng Yunhe has been an editor for many years and has read many tragic martial arts novels, but it is the first time I have seen such a sadistic one as "Liancheng Jue".

Abuse is abuse, and the story is indeed good-looking.

Geng Yunhe, with years of editing experience, has visually determined that at least in the current martial arts novel market in China, there are no more authors whose pen power can be compared with that of Zhuyunfei.

As long as this "Liancheng Jue" can be published smoothly, it will become a famous person by flying through the clouds!

Thinking that Zhuyunfei's true identity was a senior high school student, Geng Yunhe couldn't help but wipe his sweat.

He really couldn't imagine how a junior in high school could write a novel like "Liancheng Jue".

Vicious people's hearts, sinister calculations, despicable roots, and suspicions, even Geng Yunhe, who has been in society for many years, can't think of sinister tricks, but Zhou Lin does not hesitate to tell the story.

Thinking of Zhou Lin's idea for himself, Geng Yunhe shuddered even more.

"This kid is really a demon...... he thought so, but he was even more determined to cooperate with Zhou Lin, because he had no way out.