"Guan Yingluo, if I don't come to class in the afternoon, help me take a leave!"

It's easy to stay up until noon after school, and after Meng Zhe talked to Guan Yingluo about it at the end of class, he went straight to Tianjiao Magazine without even returning home.

But Meng Zhe, who had just run to the door of the magazine and was about to push the door in, had not been able to touch the doorknob before his hand could touch the doorknob, and the door of the magazine was torn open. Then, Meng Zhe, who couldn't dodge, collided with Song Guixu, the art editor of the magazine who rushed out, and was full of arms-

Meng Zhe, who was hit with a sore nose and tears that were so hung out, didn't have time to reach out to rub his nose, but Song Guixu, who was obviously in a state of excitement, grabbed his shoulder-

"One thousand nine hundred and eighty-one! Hahaha...... One thousand nine hundred and eighty-one, already nineteen hundred and eighty-one...... Hahaha!! ”

Song Guixu, who was grabbing Meng Zhe's shoulder, his already excited face expression was a little distorted, and he just laughed and repeated the number '1981'.

Meng Zhe, whose nose was aching and tears were rolling in his eyes, finally broke out his right hand to cover his nose, and after rubbing it several times, he had time to ask: "Hmm...... Uncle Song, what do you want to express? ”

"Remittance! Our magazine has already received 1,981 remittance slips this morning! Also, the post office just announced that there was a big bag of letters from our magazine...... I'm going to take it, I'm going to take it! Hahaha...... The magazine is alive! Live again! ”

Under Meng Zhe's questioning, Song Guixu finally told him what one thousand nine hundred and eighty-one meant.

After speaking, Song Guixu finally let Meng Zhe go, and rode a weighted bicycle parked at the door of the publishing house, a man in his forties turned out to be like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old hairy boy, hunched over and rushed towards the direction of the post office......

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song, take it easy!"

Meng Zhe shouted from behind, but Song Guixu obviously didn't listen to half a word, and rode out as soon as he slipped away.

Meng Zhe couldn't catch up, so he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, and after rubbing his still somewhat sour nose, Meng Zhe rushed into Tianjiao Magazine.

1,981 remittance slips!

This means that next year's "Anime Shonen" will already have 1,981 regular readers!

And more importantly, these 1981 remittance slips represent the readers' affirmation of the "Anime Shonen Magazine" itself!

The three editors were working together to transcribe the addresses on each remittance slip into the 'reader's address book' that had already been prepared.

Yes, there seems to be a need for accountants and cashiers in magazines?

When Sister Lan came back and told her that Sister Lan could manage the accounts by herself before, but now she doesn't need cashiers and accountants.

The three editors who found that Meng Zhe had entered the room greeted Meng Zhe with joy, and after Meng Zhe smiled and laughed with the three of them, he saw that there were still quite a lot of remittance orders left, so he also copied a pen to help transcribe - Meng Zhe's words have always been quite good.

A line of impartial records of the reader's address in italics appeared in Meng Zhe's pen, and as the transcription continued. Meng Zhe saw names that were familiar, or would be familiar in the future:

Chen Xiang, No. 971, Xin'an Street, Da'an District, Zigong City, Sichuan Province.

……

Tu Fei, No. 0371, Xuhui Street, Xuhui District, Shanghai.

……

Yu Yanshu, No. 241, Guangzhou Road, Changchun City, Jilin Province.

……

Yao Feila, Class 9102, Department of Computer Science, Huazhong University of Science and Technology, Wuhan City, Hubei Province.

……

Xia Ying, Anjiang, Huaihua City, Hunan Province......

……

Chen Xiang, Yu Yanshu, Yao Feila...... Ha, and Xia Ying! Meng Zhe muttered with a smile, only he knew what kind of characters these people were in the world before rebirth and in the Chinese animation industry. (Well, although there is still trouble, but according to the opinions of the book friends in the book review area's 'Scarlet Rain and Sunny Days', these powerful names will be used in the future, hehe.) ）

Meng Zhe, who was interested, simply stopped copying and picked up the remittance slips one by one. So, Meng Zhe found 'Zheng Xusheng', 'Hu Qianrong', 'Zhao Jia', 'Jiang Ling', 'Zhang Xiaoyu' in other remittance orders......

"Hahaha—here's the letter! Here's the letter! ”

When Meng Zhe was so elated that several editors thought he had a wealth fan, Song Guixu, an art editor who went to pick up the letter, rushed into the editorial office with a sack from the boss.

Before Meng Zhe could snatch the first letter, there was an earth-shattering car horn outside the magazine.

It was Song Guixu who was the first to react, he threw the sack of letters he was carrying on the empty table next to him, turned around and ran to the door of the magazine office to investigate the situation.

A moment later, Song Guixu's shout came from outside: "The president is back, President Xiaokong is back!" Come out and help move things! ”

Sister Lan is back?!

Meng Zhe was overjoyed, and walked out with three steps and two steps.

On the side of the road outside the magazine, a truck was parked, and the compartment was filled with cardboard boxes of all sizes. When Meng Zhe went out, Kong Lan, who had her hair in a ponytail, just jumped out of the passenger seat, holding a cardboard box that was not too big or small.

After seeing Meng Zhe, Kong Lan walked over with a smile and handed the cardboard box in his hand to Meng Zhe. On this box, it is written - ThinkPad-700C.

"IBM came out with a laptop last year, and I heard that it was quite easy to use - it was pre-installed with a graphic processing software called Photoshop. Xiao Zhe, you take the research and research, and the computer seller said that you can use this software to draw. ”

After talking to Meng Zhe, Kong Lan didn't wait for Meng Zhe to answer, so he instructed the driver and the staff of the magazine to unload all kinds of IBM desktop computers, scanners, and printers from the truck...... and so on.

The printing machines used to make pillows, mugs and other decals also arrived in the same car.

Commanding the manpower, it was easy to place everything, and Kong Lan had to talk to Meng Zhe about the matter in Xijing City

"Xiao Zhe, do you know what is most popular among young people on the streets of Xijing City right now?" Kong Lan touched Meng Zhe's head and bought a small pass. How could Meng Zhe know this kind of thing, he shook his head without hesitation.

"Hehe, in the parks and streets of Xijing City, there are people playing Go everywhere every afternoon! In all the sports and cultural goods stores in the city, Go has been sold out! ”

There are people playing Go everywhere, and Go is sold out......

What does this mean?

This means that the trial issue of "Anime Shonen" was a big success in Xijing City!

"Also, sister, I'm in Xijing City, and I got three thousand six hundred and twenty-eight annual orders." Before Meng Zhe was happy about the Go craze, Kong Lan broke the news again.

More than 3,600 orders...... Coupled with the more than 900 orders received by the magazine, the number of prints of "Anime Boys" next year has exceeded the 5,000 mark!

Good start!

It's off to a great start!!

--- dividing line---

Thanks: Angry Sword exhaled wildly, and the reward support of the two book friends in Beigong and South ~o(∩_∩)o~

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