Chapter 20 Divine Needle Acupoint
The author of the Condor Shooting was found, and he had to publish a book, and once it came out, it was 5 million sets, which shocked the publishing industry, made many writers speechless, and many publishing houses shouted regret. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking at the report, the royalty is as high as 20%, 5 million sets, which is tens of millions, if it is your own publishing house, can you give this price? The answer is yes.
This book is a gold-absorbing machine! Although it has not been released yet, everyone's vision is not bad, and they don't look at the popularity of Condor Shooting when it was broadcast, how many listeners there are, and how many hardcore martial arts fans there are! Even if the publication of the novel is not as popular as the broadcast, it is not far off, and I am also looking for the author, but I didn't expect to be attacked first, so I can only blame myself for my bad luck.
After the news reports in the past few days, coupled with the popularity accumulated during the broadcast, the expectations of readers have been pulled to the highest, and countless people call the New Era Book Publishing House every day to ask when it will be released and if they can make a reservation.
The printing plant in cooperation with the New Era Publishing House has been running the machine day and night, working overtime, in order to complete the printing task on time, and the New Era Publishing House is also working hard to carry out publicity, all bookstores of all sizes across the country are full of posters designed and produced by Wang Ling, and many people can see huge posters of the Monkey King, Tang Seng Master and Apprentice, Guo Jing Huang Rong, Five Uniques and so on on the street. With Wang Ling's painting skills, these posters are painted beautifully, the women are super beautiful, and the men are full of aura. People all over the country outside Bac Ha Province had never heard of Condor shooting, but they were also shocked by this overwhelming propaganda momentum, and they just waited for the novel to go on the market and bought a set to take a look.
The distribution strategy of the new era is very simple, 5 million sets, half of which are in Bac Ha Province and half in other provinces in the country.
On October 1st, National Day, Wang Ling's novel was officially put on the shelves, and novel fans from all over the country flocked to bookstores to catch a glimpse of the legendary martial arts novel. Across Bac Ha province, the queue for books can be two blocks away from the bookstore.
On the first day, Journey to the West and Condor Shooting only 20% were on the shelves, that is, a total of one million sets, and they were sold out soon after, and the readers who didn't buy the book were angry, and they lined up for a long time, but they didn't buy it, because the people in front of them bought three sets of five sets, as if they didn't want money.
"I want one set of hardcover version of Journey to the West, buy it and collect it, three sets of vernacular Chinese, and eight sets of Condor Archery."
"I'm sorry, this gentleman, there are no more vernacular texts for Journey to the West, there are still hardcovers, and there are only two sets of Condor Archery left."
"In this way, my classmates sent me to buy it, how can I explain if I can't buy it? Aren't you going to hurry in? ”
"I'm very sorry, but we've already contacted the publisher to buy it."
Listen to it later, no? That's back!
"This friend, there are two sets of Condor shooting, can you see if you can give me one set of both, and I will give me double?"
"I'm out three times!"
As a student party, in the end, he didn't withstand the three-fold offer and sold a set, but he was beaten by his classmates after he went back, which is a later story.
In Bac Ha Province, there is Wang Ling's earlier broadcast base, and fans are rushing to buy books, which is understandable, but it is also so hot across the country, which is beyond the expectations of the New Era Publishing House.
"I've never read such a good novel!"
"Compared with Journey to the West, I prefer the Legend of the Condor Heroes, and I have a strong sense of substitution!"
"Half of the students in our class bought eagle archery, and the remaining half were basically girls."
"My child always clamored to watch Journey to the West, saying that his classmates had it, so let me buy it for him, but I still didn't buy it after a day of queuing, and I will go to the queue a little earlier tomorrow."
"I heard that there was a radio broadcast in Bac Ha Province, and the broadcast version is also very good, so I want to look for it on the Internet."
"It was all recorded by someone else in front of the radio, and the sound quality is not very good, I hope the author will release the original version soon."
On the side of the New Era Publishing House, the phone calls have been blown up, and all major bookstores have come to order, and they want as many as they want, which makes the president's and the editor-in-chief happy. While they immediately shipped the goods in large quantities according to the schedule, they contacted the printing house to reprint.
"Who? Oh, Xinwan Bookstore, how much do you want, I'll remember, 200 sets of hardcover Journey to the West, 500 sets of Vernacular Journey to the West, 1,000 sets of Condor Shooting, okay, I'll arrange delivery immediately. ”
"Baiwei Book City, 500 hardcover Journey to the West, 1,000 Vernacular Journey to the West, 3,000 Condor Shooting, okay."
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"Boss, our warehouse is out of stock."
"Then hurry up and rush the printing house!"
"The printing house has already contacted us, saying that it has been working overtime and is in a hurry."
"If you don't have enough printing houses, contact another one, why are you so stupid!"
"How many more?"
"Print 10 million more!"
It's so hot!
Readers are crazy!
The speed of printing was far from keeping up with the speed of sales, and in just three days, five million copies were sold out.
This makes their admiration for Wang Ling like a continuous river, this is really the living God of Wealth, our publishing house will definitely be able to enter the ranks of the top ten publishing houses in Beijing after this battle.
They contacted Wang Ling to plan a celebration banquet, but Wang Ling was not available at this meeting, because Xiaoqiang was sick.
On the National Day, Baogen took Xiaoqiang out to play, eating and drinking everywhere, and he didn't know what he ate wrong, making Xiaoqiang vomit and diarrhea, Baogen wanted to send Xiaoqiang to the hospital immediately, but was stopped by Wang Ling, "This is acute gastroenteritis, it should be the wrong thing, a minor illness, no need to go to the hospital." ”
"It's all like this, and you don't have to go to the hospital?" Seeing that Xiaoqiang was in pain, he grabbed the sky, and Baogen also lost his square inch.
"Now the hospital will either hang a bottle, or give Western medicine, it is all antibiotics, Xiaoqiang is still young, and it is not good for him to eat too many antibiotics."
"What then? If you can't eat it, you have to eat it! ”
"Don't worry, leave it to me, I'll take care of it!"
"You're going to cure? Uncle, can you do it? Baogen expressed serious doubts.
"Don't worry, when my uncle and I were in my hometown, we were known as the little doctors in the community, and people sent pennants - wonderful hands came back to life, and I will prick him with a few needles to ensure that the needles are eliminated." Wang Ling began to brag that he had top-level medical skills, but that was not long ago.
"Mongolian doctor?"
"What Mongolian doctor, if you can't speak, please call me a medical fairy."
"You wait for me for a few minutes, I'll go back to my room and get the tools, and you sit here quietly first." As he spoke, he pressed Baogen against the chair.
When I returned to my room, I spent a million dollars to exchange for a set of medical items, the Silver Needle.
This set of silver needles is not called silver needles, nor is it made of silver, how can ordinary people understand the black technology of the system, Wang Ling doesn't care what metal it is made of, it is easy to use.
What are the specific functions of this set of needles, I will not express it here for the time being, but it is important to save people.
Seeing that Wang Ling really took out a set of needles, the shiny silver needles made Baogen's scalp numb, "Uncle, are you really good?" Don't make a fuss? Xiaoqiang is my lifeline! ”
"What's not going on, I can still hurt you? If you don't get cured, I'll pay you for your life! ”
"Don't! It's useless for me to ask for your life, I just want Xiaoqiang to get better. ”
"Then watch your uncle perform, while sitting obediently."
Xiao Qiang on the bed hummed in pain, holding his stomach and moving.
Wang Ling took out a needle, waved his hand, and pierced it on Xiao Qiang's head, Xiao Qiang immediately quieted down, you have to ask why this needle does not need to be sterilized? This is black technology, with its own disinfection function, if you can't even do this, can it be called black technology?
Baogen was startled when he saw the silver needle pierced Xiaoqiang's head, and jumped up from his chair.
"Sit down for me, don't disturb me!"
Zha Du was pierced, and it was too late to regret it, so Bao Gen had to sit down again, for fear of disturbing Wang Ling and making him prick in the wrong position.
Seeing that Xiao Qiang was quiet, Wang Ling lifted his clothes and pricked seven more in a row, and after piercing, he flicked the end of the needle with his right hand continuously, only to see that the silver needle kept trembling.
In general, anti-inflammatory drugs, that is, antibiotics, are required for inflammation, and there is no way to reduce inflammation with acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine. However, Wang Ling's needle is different, there is a golden needle crossing acupoint in martial arts novels, which uses internal force to enter the body through the golden needle, stimulate the acupuncture points, and achieve the effect of curing diseases. But in reality, there is no internal force, what to do, Wang Ling through the special function of this set of needles, flick the tail of the needle, the special function of the needle is stimulated, and the special electromagnetic wave enters Xiaoqiang's body, quickly eliminating inflammation.
After the needle was pricked, Wang Ling stood aside and observed, and after about five minutes, he checked Xiao Qiang's pulse, knowing that the inflammation in Xiao Qiang's body had disappeared, so he took out the silver needle. After he put away the silver needle, he turned to Baogen and said, "It's cured, but this will make Xiaoqiang fall asleep, and he will wake up in a while." ”
"Really cured?" Baogen couldn't believe it.
"How else can I lie to you?"
"That's amazing, uncle, what kind of name are you?"
"Crane Divine Needle! What do you think? Cow bar! ”
"It's not an ordinary cow! I didn't hear your father say that you studied medicine, and you thought you were bragging? ”
"I'm bragging, you dare to let me cure?"
"My head was hot just now, and I somehow agreed, and now I think about it, I'm still a little afraid!"
At night, Xiaoqiang woke up and found that his stomach no longer hurt, so he ran around happily, and after learning that Wang Ling had cured him, he hugged him and shouted that his uncle was great.
When Baogen saw that his son was really cured, he was also full of thanks to Wang Ling, but he didn't kneel down for him.
"Uncle, your medical skills are so good, I have a co-worker who is sick, can you treat him?"
"Okay, is it terminally ill?"
"No, but he is now in the hospital, and the doctor said that he should be treated slowly, but he has no money to pay for treatment, and if he can be cured early, he will be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, so as not to be slaughtered by the hospital."
"It's not a terminal illness! Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow. Knowing that it was not a terminal illness, Wang Ling was a little disappointed, it seemed that he didn't know when he would have to complete his last task. You have to get your medical license quickly.