There were only a dozen books sold on the first day, Chen Chen was a little discouraged, but Su Zhengyang was also discouraged, but he still encouraged Chen Chen, indicating that the sales volume of newcomers on the first day was like this, and it was slowly better. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

By the morning of the next day, the situation was slightly better, and twenty copies were sold in the morning, which clearly showed an upward trend from the first day.

It was only by the afternoon of the next day that Chen Chen and the others were subjected to a wave of peer incidents, and there were two teams in a row.

And those two teams are the other two publishing houses in Pingnan Province, Tianzhiya Publishing House and Luoshui Nianhua Publishing House.

Tianzhiya Publishing House and Falling Water Nianhua Publishing House, although the current scale is not enough to fight against Yun Mengze Publishing House, but the two publishing houses cannot work alone, but the combined force is Yun Mengze Publishing House, the big tiger of Pingnan Province, and it cannot be ignored.

"Zhao Fan, Ding Menghao? What do you mean by that? Su Zhengyang was furious, as soon as they came, they led the invited reporters over, which made him feel extremely resentful.

"I don't mean anything else, Nuo, you know, Xiao Qin, he just wrote a historical novel "The Former Residence of the Tang Dynasty", just in time for today's sales, so he came here, I didn't expect you to be there, it's really unfortunate." Zhao Fan's words were very light, but Su Zhengyang could still hear the meaning in his tone.

"What about you? The same is intended. Su Zhengyang didn't look at Zhao Fan, and turned his head to Ding Menghao on the other side.

"What are you going to do or not, but the publishing house where you are is going to have a book to be published and signed, you look at that, our newcomer this year, Ji Ningzhen, he has to sell books today, and we don't dare to offend this little master, if it weren't for him this year, it is estimated that our publishing house will be closed, and we will all be laid off." Ding Menghao put the blame on a young man, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that the biggest talking point in this matter is not on the side of the publishing house.

"Okay, good, you all have a good calculation, either use old authors or popular authors, and you don't need to invite reporters, it's really a good calculation." Su Zhengyang said three good words in a row, expressing his inner anger, these people are clearly taking advantage of the situation to suppress their publishing house.

Zhao Fan and Ding Menghao led one of their own teams and walked to both sides, and they happened to be at an angle with Yunmengze Publishing House.

"Editor-in-Chief Su, are they?"

"The other two publishing houses, I'm sorry, Xiao Chen, I'm afraid this book signing ceremony will be in vain." Su Zhengyang smiled bitterly, although "The Legend of Wukong" is good, Chen Chen is a newcomer, and as a newcomer, he will always suffer.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm confident in my book." Chen Chen's words are really not covered, since the world can still save this book under the end of the world, it can be seen that there will always be its shining point.

Su Zhengyang just shook his head and smiled bitterly, noncommittal to Chen Chen's words, but the situation in front of him was beyond his expectations.

Xiao Qin, Qin Tianzhu, wrote a historical novel "The Throne of Qin Shi Huang" the year before last, which was published in Tianzhiya Publishing House and became an instant hit.

Ji Ningzhen, this year's newcomer Wang of the Falling Water Publishing House, a popular author, wrote a fanfiction "Dreams in Beijing", not only the title of the book imitates Xiao Yang, but even the pen strokes are somewhat similar, but there are still deficiencies in the plot and writing, but many people have pointed out that if Ji Ningzhen insists on it for another one or two decades, then it will undoubtedly be another Xiao Yang.

And now, he has been called Xiao Xiaoyang by readers in Pingnan Province, which shows how famous he is.

However, now, Su Zhengyang and the others have to face the fact that they actually used old authors and popular authors to suppress Chen Chen, a newcomer, who is simply a scum among his peers.

However, he had to accept it helplessly, and he had to accept it unconditionally, because, today, it is indeed the newcomer Chen Chen's works for sale.

Originally, most of the onlookers also went to the two of them, although Yunmengze Publishing House is still famous in Pingnan Province, but from last year to this year, no good works have come out, and the results are not as good as the other two publishing houses.

The reason is that the other two publishing houses sell dog meat on the head of sheep, and from the authors of Yunmengze Publishing House, they secretly use various methods to tie them up under the name of their respective publishing houses.

And Qin Tianzhu used to be a veteran author of Yunmengze Publishing House, but he also gave up on them and flew alone, and now he is enjoying himself in Tianzhiya Publishing House.

Of course, Su Zhengyang knew these things, but he didn't stop it, not only him, but even the president did not interfere with the author's freedom, because the treatment given by Yun Mengze was already excellent, and the other two publishing houses gave it just a shameful physical transaction.

All of this depends on the author's state of control, persistence or abandonment, all in their thoughts.

Chen Chen and Su Zhengyang waited quietly, the end of the sky and the Falling Water Years Publishing House were very lively, compared to the desertion here, there was an obvious difference.

The time was getting into the evening, and the evening breeze was blowing, bringing some cool feeling, which made Chen Chen a little weak.

In the afternoon, no one came, he closed his eyes tightly, the corners of his mouth were bitter, at this moment, he suddenly remembered Gu Yaqing again, and really wanted to be by his side now, comforting his somewhat frustrated heart.

Thinking of Gu Yaqing, his heart softened, if she was there, the two of them didn't know what kind of words they would say, in short, it would be some sweet and greasy words, and they would say some bad jokes.

Chen Chen's face couldn't help but feel light, and his breathing gradually stabilized, such a state surprised Su Zhengyang on the side, this young man's temperament could really afford to let go, and he couldn't help but think of Chen Chen's bet with him.

Perhaps, he was too afraid of failure.

Also, there is a children's editor-in-chief chasing after him, if the results are really bad, then what will be waiting for it will be ridicule.

"Huh." Su Zhengyang chuckled, "Xiao Chen is not afraid, what am I afraid of." ”

Su Zhengyang looked into the distance, just glanced at it, and opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it.

In the distance, a spirited old man led the team, and a group of old and young, men and women, walked this way, watching their pace, not towards the other two publishing houses.

Those people were getting closer and closer, and Su Zhengyang's mood became excited, "These people, aren't they all coming for "The Legend of Wukong"? ”

Su Zhengyang pushed Chen Chen, who had his eyes closed, Chen Chen woke up, and at first glance he smiled bitterly, the person who came was none other than Ling Tianhe and Ling Lao.

"Xiao Chen, it turned out to be really you, haha, not bad." Ling Lao's words stunned Su Zhengyang on the spot, these people, could it be that they are all Xiao Chen's neighbors?

"Ling Lao, Lu Lao, Uncle Xu, Uncle Ge, Aunt Tang, Sister Xiyi, Xiaomi...... You're all here. Chen Chen's eyes were a little rosy, and he was particularly touched by the fact that these regular customers would really support him.

"Big brother, you are biased, you didn't see Tong Tong also coming."

A little bit came out of the crowd, Chen Chen saw it, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that the little girl who was talking turned out to be a lost child, the world is really small, and you can see acquaintances everywhere.

"Tong Tong is good, grandma lost it again?" Chen Chen joked with the little girl.

"No, grandma is here." Tong Tong glanced back, it was the old lady who had met before, and her face was a little amiable.

"Thank you, young man, if it weren't for you and that girl that day, maybe Tong Tong would have happened." The old lady laughed, "However, since that day, you have given us a problem, Tong Tong has to listen to stories every night, but since you told him a story called "Snow White", she doesn't like to listen to the stories we tell, and later, I have to find you, no, I searched for several weeks, inquired about many places, and finally found the news in a teahouse, haha, don't say I don't know, you are quite famous in that place for a few miles." ”

"Grandma, you're touting me too much." Chen Chen was a little weak in front of so many people.

"Chen Chen's words are not right, if it weren't for you, our current team would have grown like this, look at it, there are four hundred people." Ling Tianhe laughed.

Lu Gui also smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, I'm going to trouble you next." ”

Xu Qiulin and Ge Changnian also smiled: "Xiao Chen, my hands are tired for a while, and I said, there is still no shortage of beauties in Chenmeng." ”

"No shame." Tong Tong said without taboo, which made the two old men suddenly embarrassed, and everyone was happy.

Qi Xiaomi and Xi Yi heard the word 'beauty' just now, but they still stood up quite arrogant, and now they were suddenly defeated by Tong Tong's innocent words, and they were shy.

Su Zhengyang looked at the scene in front of him, and felt that it was very unreal, as the editor-in-chief, he didn't even have room to interject, and took advantage of this embarrassing scene to have his own position.

"Everyone, for Xiao Chen's sake, come one by one, thank you for your support, on behalf of our Yunmengze Publishing House, thank you for your support."

"No thanks, we're here for Xiao Chen."

With a wave of his hand, Ling Lao was the first to act, and the others lined up in an orderly manner, and Chen Chen signed books one by one, his heart was full of love.

If it weren't for them, it would have been a broken bowl that no one cared about today, looking up and occasionally glancing at the other two teams in the distance, in a triangular trend, although there were not many people, but if there was no Ling Lao and them, his situation would have been even more bleak than them, and he could throw several streets.

And today's works are destined to fall here.

Although you will know that the book "The Legend of Wukong" is good, but its popularity is not good, and it is still the biggest failure.

"Thank you." Chen Chen thanked, the time was close to the end of the day, and finally the bookmarks of four hundred people were finished, he rubbed his sore hands, but he felt what happiness was.