Chapter 54: The Unlucky Guo Siniang

As a new generation of idol writers, Guo Siniang can be said to be in the limelight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Her works "The Cold President Falls in Love with Me", "The Best Lover of the Black President", "Gothic Tsundere Daughter", "The Black Belly Prince's Spoiled Wife" and other romance books have been sold well.

Although many people have pointed out that there is plagiarism in her books, but the public relations of others are doing well, and her audience is basically young and ignorant little girls, the plagiarism storm was hyped by her, and people's works sold better.

"Look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and you'll get to know me better." This is a famous quote by Guo Siniang.

Today is the day of the signing of her new book "The Great Era: The Age of Money Worship", and countless media and students have come to worship her. Due to her short stature, the organizer also specially ordered a set of relatively low tables and chairs for her, so that she would not be so short when taking pictures.

After posing, reporters from several magazines and media took pictures for more than ten minutes, and it was time for a brief media Q&A.

"Siniang, people say that your height is not even 1.5 meters, is this true?" As soon as this reporter came up, he asked such a sharp question, which made the readers and reporters present sweat for Guo Siniang.

Guo Siniang stroked her freshly dyed yellow hair, smiled and said, "I don't think size is my weakness, what I want to be is a giant in thought." ā€

As soon as these words came out, everyone present responded with warm applause. And the reporter who asked the question just now also lowered his head as if he was ashamed.

After that, there were many sharp questions pointing to Guo Siniang, but every answer she gave made the people present feel that every word was fine.

Readers who didn't particularly like her saw her charm and turned fans directly. And the readers who already liked her screamed even more wildly.

The corners of Guo Siniang's mouth are darkly curled.

The Q&A was carefully planned by her. This not only answered some sharp questions about her on the Internet, but also won the favor of readers, which can bring a lot of benefits to her signing.

After answering a few interview questions, more than a dozen expectant readers had gathered on the side, and the staff saw the opportunity to announce the official start of the signing, at this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy trotted all the way from the crowd to jump over.

The boy excitedly lifted the title page of the book and placed it on the table. He loved this book so much that he didn't press the book completely, but held it with his hand and asked Guo Siniang to sign it.

The big eyes looked at Guo Siniang, and her eyes were full of admiration.

This made Siniang feel very enjoyable, Guo Siniang, who was already fond of vanity, picked up the microphone on the table and asked, "Children, do you also like this book?" ā€

The boy blushed, nodded vigorously, and said, "I like this book very much." I didn't expect that the person who wrote such a sad and domineering book turned out to be a woman. ā€

"Hehe, kid, you haven't read my book carefully, have you? There is a lot of sadness, but where does domineering come from? Guo Siniang said patiently.

"You are so humble. Tang Sanzang's sentence 'I want that day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want that land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings, they all understand my intentions, I want the gods to disappear' made me enthusiastic all day after reading it. and Sun Wukong's ......"

"Stop! What are you talking about, little friend? I didn't write that. Guo Siniang couldn't help but wonder a little, she hadn't heard of these things, besides, what kind of trouble did Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang have?

"Little classmate, are you in the wrong place? This is the signing site of "The Great Era: The Age of Money Worship". The staff kindly reminded.

"What?!"

The boy looked around, and sure enough, a large banner not far away read "The Great Era: The Age of Money Worship".

Looking at the three words "Guo Siniang" signed by Long Feifeng Dance on his book, the little boy's face instantly turned black.

"You...... You're mad at me! The little boy looked at his book and was furious, "This is a book that I bought with great difficulty after running all over the bookstores in Beijing, and it was ruined by your disgusting signature!" ā€

Just before Guo Siniang could react to what was going on, the people in line behind shouted unhappily.

"Damn, I thought it was a mortal signing!"

"I'll just say, mortals are definitely not women."

"That's it, even if it's a woman, you can't grow like this!"

"It's a trip for nothing, hey, it's a pity."

"The ones in the back are scattered, scattered, not mortals!"

Three-quarters of the people in the long line were lost in an instant, and they cautiously held their books and left with a curse.

Especially which little boy is more ruthless.

He tore off the title page with her signature in front of Guo Siniang, and kept muttering: "I can't let this book be polluted by this rub of signatures." ā€

When he finished tearing up, he left in a rage.

The reporter and Guo Siniang were instantly dumbfounded.

Is this here to smash the field?

Guo Siniang, who had carefully planned a hype for her signing, was caught off guard by this group of book lovers who didn't know where they came from.

The readers who came to sign the autograph were full of curiosity about the book in the hands of those people just now, so they didn't have much enthusiasm for Guo Siniang.

There were so many fewer people that the four-hour signing session was only half an hour away. Those readers rushed home with the book and searched for a book called "The Legend of Wukong" on the Internet.

……

Zhang Jianxin looked at the sales report submitted by the secretary, and his smiling face was about to cramp.

Ten days, just ten days, "The Legend of Wukong" sold 2 million copies across the country.

You must know that in this digital reading society, the sales of paper books have been declining for many years. Just last year, the number one best-selling works sold only 1 million copies in a year, which is really small compared to the results of "The Legend of Wukong"!

Now the sales trend of "The Legend of Wukong" is still rising, and it is estimated that the entire hot sale period is over, and it will be able to sell at least 5 million copies. Mortals take fifty percent of the royalties, and even then, far away makes a lot of money.

Zhang Jianxin suddenly thought of what a domineering sentence of the mortal at that time, "I will bear all the losses".

People have long known that their books will sell well, so they have the confidence to say such things.

This time, the sale of "The Legend of Wukong" brought not only economic benefits to distant publishing houses, but more importantly, fame.

The distant publishing house, which was not very famous, was not only known by readers because of a copy of "The Legend of Wukong", but also let countless authors in the industry know about this publishing house.

With fame, it is natural that someone will come to invest. The Far Away Press is completely alive.

Looking at the hustle and bustle of the street outside the building, a teardrop crossed the corner of Zhang Jianxin's eyes. He was very pleased that his father's inheritance had not been lost in his hands.

"Thank you, mortal ......"