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This issue of the New Asia College journal attracted a lot of attention at CUHK, and at the strong request of many students, an additional 500 copies were urgently printed, and the price was raised to 5 per piece, but it was still sold out quickly.

Then another five hundred were printed, and they were still sold out.

In the end, the total print run reached 1,600 copies, and the "market" was saturated.

In the past, the journal was not cared for for a long time, and it was not only the journal, but also the school magazine, and it was also subscribed internally, and then went down to various departments. There is no one in CUHK who does not know that if there is no internal subscription, the school magazine will be like the college magazine, and it will be in an embarrassing position where it will not be able to make money if it loses money.

However, even if there is an internal subscription, the print run of each issue is only 500, after all, it is a loss-making business, and it is not big.

But now, the school magazine of New Asia College has not only been printed more than the school magazine, but also purchased by the students themselves, and the school magazine that can only be digested internally cannot be compared with it at all.

The editorial room of the journal was full of joy, as if it was a holiday.

Almost everyone is happy and happy, although after the journal is sold, they will not say that they will get any profit, but this kind of hot Cheng dù makes them feel a sense of achievement, don't they all hope that someone will read the journal!

They felt like they were finally raising their eyebrows.

"Boss, you're still prescient." Zheng Zhenhong and Ding Zhi touched their fists, glanced at Jiang Junru, who was sitting in the corner, and shouted.

"I don't know how many pounds and taels I have? Don't say I'm like a Bole. If you want to thank the girl named Lin Jing in her freshman year, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, mainly because she wrote "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" well. Otherwise, no matter how we try to do it, it is impossible to achieve this kind of process. Ding Zhi didn't take Zheng Zhenhong's words seriously, shook his head and said.

"Hey, this person really can't be compared, you said that she was a freshman, how could she write such an interesting article?" Zheng Zhenhong tilted his head and said, looking puzzled.

"If you want to know, I'll tell you quietly."

"Do you have inside information?"

"I was just as curious as you are, and I found out after doing some research. Don't say it, you don't know if you don't check, and you'll be shocked if you check it. ”

"What's going on?"

"Have you read Heroes?"

Zheng Zhenhong nodded.

"What about Kunlun?"

"I read it, and I bought a book."

"Those Times That Can't Be Returned?"

"My sister loved it. Wait, the authors of these three novels are Lin Jing, the author of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"? Zheng Zhenhong remembered something, and hurriedly turned the page of the history of the journal, and the author's column was also the word "Lin Jing", and he stammered and asked, "No, no, they, yes, are they the same person, right?" ”

"The proof is here." Ding Zhi said, taking out a stack of newspapers from the drawer.

Zheng Zhenhong counted the stack of thirty newspapers, all of which were from June, July and August, and each of them contained news about Lin Jing.

Like "7A Female Champion", "Girl Martial Arts Novelist", "Talented Girl in CUHK", "Screenwriter of Tens of Millions of Box Office Movies"......

Countless halos, each of which can brighten the blinding eye.

"It can't be fake, can it?" Zheng Zhenhong watched it several times, and always found it hard to believe.

"There are so many newspapers, so many newspapers are not run by one person, what do you say?"

Then Zheng Zhenhong nodded woodenly: "No wonder she was able to write "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", alas, how do I think I have lived to be a dog at a young age." ”

Ding Zhi saw that he looked devastated and patted him on the shoulder and said, "How is it, do you want to chase after him?" According to my rough statistics, so far, her net worth alone has reached at least four million, but she is a little rich woman. Tsk, I'm only 15 years old, a potential stock, if you can catch up with it, you can eat soft rice until you can support it, and you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. ”

"What does she look like?"

"Here's a picture of her." Ding Zhi took out a notebook from the drawer and opened it, inside was a stack of photos cut out of newspapers, "Although there are few frontal photos and a little blurred, you can see that it is a beautiful embryo by looking at the outline, which is much more beautiful than our Chinese dinosaurs." ”

"Is there anything clearer?"

"The Archives has."

"Then I might as well go to her herself."

……

This boy, once he talks about girls, no matter how serious he is at the beginning, he will inevitably "crooked" later.

Not to mention these "crooked buildings", and Dao Lin Jing's side.

Since "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" became popular on the campus of CUHK, Lin Jing received a reminder notice from the journal.

It turned out that the journal saw that "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" was so popular, and wanted to change the semi-monthly magazine of the journal into a weekly magazine, and increase the length of the historical story. In this way, one issue will be published every week, and more manuscripts will be needed.

In fact, this reminder notice is also in line with Lin Jing's wishes, because if it is the original semi-monthly magazine, with an issue of 350,000 words, I don't know when it will be serialized to complete the entire "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty".

And her plan is a set of "combination punches", and this historical review is only one part of it.

Writing 350,000 words a week, for Lin Jing, there is no problem.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that she accepted the invitation of Professor Wang Limin, the editor-in-chief of the journal, to attend a lecture in the Department of History. Originally, she also had this idea, but she didn't have time to implement it yet.

The reason why she went to the history department was that she was going to major in history, and secondly, she was writing history books, although what she listened to was not necessarily the history of the Ming Dynasty, but she was doing knowledge, and she might not be able to touch the class. can make "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" better, why not.

This morning, after taking a public class on "Dialogue with Nature", Lin Jing was going to listen to the history class because there was no class below.

"Ah Jing, wait." Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the classroom door, he heard Liang Yinning's shout.

"Why are you running here when you don't go to class?"

"There are no classes, so I came to you." Liang Yinning replied with a smile.

"Show me the timetable." This little girl lied, and even the spiritual beast of the Jizo Bodhisattva, who claimed to be able to understand heaven and earth, could be deceived, so Lin Jing was very suspicious of this.

"Who would take a class schedule with them?" Liang Yinning complained that Lin Jing was unreasonable, snorted, and then looked at Lin Jing's bulging bag and said, "What, I received a full bag of love letters again?" ”

A love letter sent by a boy is said to be a girl's happy trouble. But Lin Jing, a guy who is a boy in his soul, can only feel troubles, and there is no happiness at all.

Lin Jing patted the bag and said helplessly: "Want to see it?" ”

"If you wrote it yourself, I'll probably take a look, and the others, forget it." Liang Yinning received many love letters, so naturally he wouldn't have any interest, "By the way, will you go back on the weekend?" ”

"I was too busy last time to come back, so of course I'm going back this week."

"Then I'll be with you."