Chapter Seventy-Seven: Losing Money and Making Money

"Uncle Bai, September's "Jianghu Guest" should come out, right?" Chen Feng asked straight to the point.

"It was officially released yesterday, this is a sample issue, you can take a look." Bai Ming pointed to the magazine on the table, which was not thin or thick, and seemed to have made some preparations for Chen Feng's arrival.

Yesterday, that is, on September 5th, the release time of "Jianghu Ke" really reflected its current situation, and even the "golden three days" at the beginning of the month failed to squeeze in.

Chen Feng picked up the magazine, read it seriously, the light in the private room was soft, just right, and after reading it for a few minutes, he quickly had a general understanding of the magazine in his hand.

There is nothing to say about the magazine itself, the cover design, the quality of the paper are all excellent, the key is the content.

more than a dozen stories, in addition to the "juvenile tour" of more than 9,000 words; The longest is more than 8,000 words, the shortest is about 1,000 words, and there are two serialized long stories, but because of time, he didn't read the specific content carefully.

Overall, it's not a good magazine, and if you look at the pricing, twenty.

Chen Feng's first feeling was that it was too expensive, and in his previous life, even if he was as famous as "Reader" and "Youth Digest", it was generally only five yuan; However, he knows that in this world, twenty is a very low price, and if the price is lowered again, there will be a suspicion of vicious competition.

"Xiao Feng, what do you think?" Bai Ming saw Chen Feng put the magazine back on the table, and couldn't wait to ask.

"It's okay." Chen Feng said ambiguously, the time is too short, he only looked at the layout cover and other external content, and he felt that it was indeed not bad, but to make further evaluation, he had to wait until he finished reading all the stories inside.

Bai Ming naturally understood this, and didn't continue to ask, and said: "It was only released yesterday, because the reputation of "Jianghu Ke" was relatively average before, so the sales of this issue are estimated to not increase much, I just hope that the reputation can be raised before the serialization of "Mandarin Duck Knife" next month." ”

"Well, short stories lack stickiness for readers after all, but relying on me to pull word of mouth is not enough." Chen Feng reminded.

"I know, so this issue and the next issue, except for two long-form serials that are not moving and a few popular authors, some of the other stories are written by the magazine at a high price for foreign aid, although they are not as good as what you wrote, but the overall quality is much better than the previous ones." Bai Ming said, his tone was understated.

Chen Feng admired Bai Ming's decisiveness in his heart, when "Jianghu Guest" was so turbulent, Bai Ming could still make this kind of "losing money and making money" decision, and the internal pressure he was under was definitely not small.

It's almost a ruin, and I've put all the chips on myself.

"Uncle Bai, don't worry, "Jianghu Ke" will succeed this time." Chen Feng opened his mouth and said.

"I hope so." Bai Ming only regarded this sentence as Chen Feng's comfort, and did not feel much emotion.

Since Bai Ming chose the hotel as the meeting place, the table of meals must be indispensable, chatting for more than half an hour, two waiters pushed the food cart and put the same dishes on the table, more than thirty.

"Uncle Bai, I've eaten it." Chen Feng said with a bitter face.

"It's a long journey, eat more." Bai Mingdao.

"I just finished eating in the canteen of Jinling University and came by bus, so there is no need for this." Chen Feng shook his head and said.

"Jinling University? Canteen? Bai Ming was confused for a while, and after coming to his senses, he was pleasantly surprised: "You chose Jinling University?" ”

"Yes, I will ask Uncle Bai to take care of me in the future." Chen Feng confessed.

"Okay, good, good ......" Bai Ming didn't say a complete sentence for a long time in excitement.

The meal was still not eaten after all.

Before leaving, Chen Feng thought about it for a long time, and finally packed a few dishes in this table and went back, anyway, the money was paid, and it was impossible to return the dishes, the dishes in the hotel were much better than the canteen of Jinling University, and it was just right for supper.

When he went back, it was Bai Ming's son Bai Qian, who drove him.

Since Bai Ming asked Bai Qian to stay, this young man has sat in the corner without saying a word, maintaining an almost 0 sense of existence, and at the same time not mentioning anything about leaving, the relationship between father and son is a little strange.

got out of the private room and got into the car, Bai Qian regained his flying appearance again: "You are a freshman of Jinling University, so you are my junior brother?" ”

"How old is the student?" Chen Feng said curiously.

"Junior," Bai Qian said, paused for a while, and then continued: "I dropped out of school for two years, and I guess I was also expelled." ”

"......" Chen Feng didn't know how to answer.

"Haha, I'm going to tease you." Bai Qian laughed out loud when he saw Chen Feng's appearance.

When he arrived at the gate of Jinling University, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Feng was carrying a few vegetable boxes in his hand, and Shi Shiran rushed to the dormitory.

Back in the bedroom, put a few boxes on the table.

"You're welcome, it's hot, and it's a waste if you don't eat." Chen Feng greeted.

After a while, I saw the boss Yang Chao turn over with difficulty and climb off the bed.

"Fragrant, really fragrant." Yang Chaopao opened the vegetable box, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

Tong Ji lay on the bed, looking at Yang Chao pitifully, he slept on the top bunk, his body was delicate, and he needed help to get on and off the bed.

Chen Feng "picked up" Tong Ji, and the latter looked at Yang Chao with grievances

"It's a pity, it would be nice to have some wine." Yang Chao regretted while sending food to his mouth.

"Boss, eating too many oysters is not good for your health, let me help you share it." Tong Ji said with "concern".

The two of them were very happy to eat, and Fu Yang, the little fresh meat, paid attention to the sample magazine of "Jianghu Ke" brought back by Chen Feng.

"Can you lend me a look?" Fu Yang asked.

"Take it, but you'll have to tell me how you feel after reading it." Chen Feng handed over the magazine, and he just needed some objective evaluation.

Fu Yang took the magazine, put it on the table and read it directly, and after a while, he didn't eat anything, and sat on the bed with the book in his hand to read.

He was surprisingly slow to read, and it took him a long time to turn a page, but his attitude was very serious and fascinating.

The fifth day of military training.

The sun is still hot, and the new students are still green, but they are all familiar with each other, needless to say, the people in a dormitory have begun to have a general impression of each other.

The instructor began to frequently encourage the new students to perform their talents during the break.

It's break time again, and this time, several instructors who have a good relationship directly get together the freshmen under their hands and prepare to make a big one.

There are a lot of people, except for some freshmen who like to express themselves and take the initiative to sing, no one has stood up and complained about several mobilizations.

As soon as a few instructors are combined, okay, then let's be ruthless.

Talent solitaire.

The first one to go up to perform was a handsome boy who sang "Distant Lover".