Slept until dawn, the rainstorm had already stopped in the middle of the night, the rain was clear, the soft sunlight spilled into the room, and the warmth shone on the faces of Lin Zijie and Qin Xue, not long after, Qin Xue took the lead in opening her smart eyes, looked at Lin Zijie who was still asleep, got up and walked out of bed, in front of a square mirror on the wall, sorted out her cloud-like hair, and then walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and then went out of the room.

After Qin Xue left, Lin Zijie also woke up quickly, and looked at his cousin who had left, thinking about what happened to the two of them last night, he shook his wry smile, he didn't expect that he would be so ghostly, and his relationship with his cousin would be so ambiguous all of a sudden.

See you later? I wonder if Lu Dao will be embarrassed?

Thinking in his heart, Lin Zijie got up and got out of bed, washed up in the bathroom for a while, remembered the contact information of Chen Fang given by Qin Xue yesterday, picked up his mobile phone on the bedside table, and dialed her number.

The phone was connected, and there was a clear voice from the jade plate: "Hey, hello, who are you?" ”

"Aunt Chen Fang, I am Zhongyuan Wubai, the author of "The Legend of Wukong", I want to ask how the book is doing?"

"Oh, I've been in contact with you for a few days, and your book was released yesterday, and the results are pretty good, selling more than a thousand copies!"

"More than a thousand? Is it a lot? Lin Zijie thought in his heart, he didn't know anything about the sales of physical books, and he didn't know what the concept of more than 1,000 copies of Lu Dao meant, but he could feel that this achievement should be very good?

"Oh, then Aunt Chen Fang, I want to ask, where are the books sold!"

"There are many major cities in the country, you can rest assured, although our Haitian Publishing House is not one of the top 100 publishing houses in the country, but the influence and cooperation resources will not be much worse than them, as long as your book is good and can withstand the tempering of the market, sales will gradually improve!"

"Oh, then Aunt Chen Fang, can you send me your main physical book sales address, I'll be useful!"

Although "The Best Family" is not popular to a very high level now, there is no doubt about its popularity, as long as it can drive the physical sales of "The Legend of Wukong", he will not let it go.

"Of course, I'll send it to you with the email address you gave me to submit my manuscript! By the way, if you have time to come to your aunt's house for a meal, I have a daughter who is the same age as you and has written a book that has been published, you two can communicate! ”

"Communicate with Yang Zihan?" Lin Zijie is a villain in his heart, Yang Zihan's cold character, not to mention that she has lost interest as soon as she sees herself, if the two really want to communicate, it is unlikely.

"That Aunt Chen Fang, on the question of eating, I'd better see if I have time, right? I've been very busy lately," Lin Zijie said casually

"Busy, just a student, how busy can it be? Isn't it just writing novels on the Internet? Don't you even have time to eat? ”

"It's not...... Aunt Chen Fang, I didn't mean that, that... Oh well, I'll go this Saturday! Lin Zijie said helplessly

"Well, that's it! Okay, I'm at the company, I'm going to work, and I'll send you the address right away! ”

The phone hung up, Lin Zijie shook his head helplessly, came to the computer, turned on the computer, and after a while, he received a message from Chen Fang's mailbox about the sales address of "The Legend of Wukong" in bookstores in some big cities across the country, there are more than 20 in total, of course, there are also a few emails sent by her, the content is nothing more than wanting to contact herself, but Lin Zijie does not like to look at the mailbox, so he ignored it.

After looking at those addresses, Lin Zijie copied them directly, logged on to the ace Chinese network, opened the backstage of "The Best Family", and released such a message with the classification related to the work: "I have released a physical book in the publishing house, the title of the book is "The Legend of Wukong", introduction: "I want this day, I can no longer cover my eyes, I want this place to ......" I hope to support my friends, interested friends, you can go and take a look! Guarantee good products, so that everyone is satisfied, about the content of "The Legend of Wukong", it will also be serialized to the emperor tonight, and the website, when the time comes, everyone must help! ”

After the release, he turned off the computer, Lin Zijie came to the mirror, tidied up his clothes, and then opened the door and went to school.

In the next week, Lin Zijie will work harder to welcome the arrival of "The Best Family" and save more manuscripts.

"A black sweater, the memories of two people, it's harder to forget after the rain, forget that I still love you, and I just want to be just right with my tears when I cry......"

Humming a lazy tune comfortably, Lin Zijie found that his voice was not bad, refreshing and clean, and he was a singing material, but the Adam's apple was not mellow enough, and it sounded a little immature, after two or three years, the voice was completely developed, and when he made money writing novels, he bought equipment for making music, opened a music studio, and if he became bigger, he would open a record company, and he would develop as much as he could.

Isn't there a saying that doesn't say that? How big a person's heart is, how wide the road is, Lin Zijie's ambition is like this! He is by no means a man who rests on his laurels when he has achieved a little.

A few minutes later, Lin Zijie walked into the school, and just arrived at the gate, which made him slightly stunned, only to see a banner hanging above the school gate, which read: "All teachers and students wish Yang Zihan of class 0301 the sales of his new book "Dream Autumn" on the first day exceeded 10,000 copies."

"Damn, is there a mistake...... She sold 10,000 copies, why did mine sell more than 1,000 copies? Lin Zijie muttered in his heart. But when I thought about it, I was relieved, Yang Zihan was the daughter of Aunt Chen Fang after all, Chen Fang held an important position in the publishing house, and of course the channel resources were a little better than herself.

Entering the campus, Lin Zijie came to the teaching building, walked up from the entrance of the building, and when he came to the classroom, he saw that the door of the 0301 class was crowded, and the door was crowded, and it was full of students from other classes.

"That's Yang Zihan, she's so beautiful, so talented, and she writes books at such a young age? In today's newspapers, a lot of news is about her, and even the Hanjiang morning news channel broadcast her! ”

"Yes, I've seen it too, what a beautiful writer in the late nineties, what a new talent in the literary world, it's so exaggerated, but I bought a copy of that "Mengqiu" yesterday, read it, the writing is so delicate, the sentences are so beautiful, how does she remember so many things?"

"Cut, I heard in the newspaper that her family is a scholarly family, and she reads books every day to practice writing, what's so strange about this, if I am in such an environment, I should be not much worse than her!"

"Damn, don't brag about yourself, you're not in the mood to go to class every day, and you go into the Internet café to play games as soon as you get out of school, and you're better than Yang Zihan? Shame or not, shameless! ”

…………

Listening to the discussions of these students at the door, Lin Zijie was quite speechless, shook his head, and said, "Trouble me." I'm going to the classroom! ”

When some students at the door heard this, they revealed a gap to him, Lin Zijie walked into the classroom, and saw the position of his desk, Yang Zihan was like a star holding the moon, surrounded by many people, and it was noisy, Yang Zihan was sitting at his desk, wearing a green shirt, a natural shawl with cloud-like hair, holding the book "The Legend of Wukong" in both hands, quietly admiring it, ignoring the people around her, but if someone took the physical book of "Mengqiu" and asked her to sign it, she only moved.

Walking to the position of his desk, it had already been occupied, Lin Zijie said helplessly: "Excuse me, it's almost class, everyone go back, okay?" ”

However, Lin Zijie's words seemed to them to be the wind in their ears, and no one paid attention to him.

Lin Zijie was very helpless, looked at the time on his mobile phone, there were only three or four minutes before class, and simply retreated to Yao Hongyan's desk, his butt against the desk, his hands supported the corner of the desk, and he put a very stylish POS.

"These people are really, haven't they just written a book? What's so big about it, she looks like a star! Seeing Lin Zijie leaning against his desk, Yao Hongyan, who had already arrived in the classroom, spoke up

Lin Zijie turned his head and looked at Yao Hongyan, today, she is wearing a fresh, purple coat, her hair seems to have just been washed, it looks soft and elegant, a little hair covers her eyebrows, her eyes are shining and moving, the whole person is fresh and refined, full of Zhong Xiu Lingshan's atmosphere.

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