14

On June 1, the latest issue of "October" was officially launched.

Huang Zhendong came to the nearest newsstand early to his home.

"Boss, here's a copy of October." He handed over fifteen dollars.

"Okay." The newsstand owner took the money and delivered a beautifully packaged magazine.

As the largest selling popular literature magazine in the country, "October" has reliable quality and reputation, and the packaging is also very exquisite, which is deeply loved by the majority of readers, so it can create a monthly sales volume of more than 3 million, and sit firmly on the throne of the first place in the sales of popular literary periodicals in the country all year round.

Although the entire Xia Kingdom has a population of nearly two billion and a large number of readers, the sales of more than 3 million per month are still beyond the reach of many magazines.

Huang Zhendong took the magazine, immediately opened it, and couldn't wait to read it.

"I'm going to see which one of the dogs took Lao Tzu!" Huang Zhendong scolded hatefully in his heart while unpacking the package.

There are a total of fifty places in this year's call for papers, and he is the last one, and the previous selected authors, their works have been published, and it is his turn this month. But who would have thought that a few days ago, his editor Ma Youwei suddenly told him that his work was unsuccessful.

Mom, what does it mean to be unsuccessful? It must have been replaced by someone else!

Others may naively believe in Ma Youwei, but Huang Zhendong doesn't believe it.

The old fox—if you believe him, he'll have to count the money for him if he's sold.

That's why he came to buy the magazine "October" early today, his idea is very simple, get the work that replaces him, and then take his work, and directly report the situation to the editor-in-chief, it's really not good, just poke the matter to the writers' association!

"Bright Sword?" When Huang Zhendong saw the name of the novel that replaced him, he was a little confused.

Bright sword? What type of fiction is this? Martial arts? Unlikely, right?

Although "October" is only a popular literary magazine, there is still a bit of a gap between it and serious literature, but the novels that can be listed in "October" magazine are all works that can be well balanced between popularity and literature, in other words, it is difficult for martial arts novels of lower status to be published in this magazine.

Huang Zhendong hurriedly read.

"Chapter 1.

Before the battle of Li Jiapo began, Li Yunlong was grinding hard bubbles with Zhang Wanhe, the head of logistics, at the Shuijiaozi Arsenal.

Minister, give two more boxes of phew. Li Yunlong stopped Zhang Wanhe.

Zhang Wanhe was already impatient, he glared at him, Li Yunlong, are you still not a man? You him. Mom stopped Lao Tzu's mother-in-law and mother from chattering crookedly for two hours, are you annoying......"

Reading this, Huang Zhendong raised his head.

It turned out to be not a martial arts novel, it turned out to be a military novel.

"But..... Isn't this a good work? He pouted secretly.

Dare to knock him off with this kind of goods, Ma Youwei really ate the leopard's gall.

However, Huang Zhendong did not have an immediate seizure, but patiently continued to read.

"Li Yunlong grinned, minister, it's not that I, Li Yunlong, is unreasonable, it's that you are too picky, look at it, you give so many boxes of grenades to our big army, aren't you sending Hanako......"

This issue of the magazine published 40,000 words of "Bright Sword", more than 30 pages, accounting for almost one-fifth of the entire magazine.

Such a large amount, if it were usual, Huang Zhendong would have to watch it for at least half a day, his reading speed is a little slow, and he likes to analyze while reading, but today he actually read it in one go.

When he turned to the last page, he was stunned: "Huh? No way? I just finished reading him? ”

He raised his head, a little confused, scratched his head, and didn't come back to his senses for half a day.

This guy with the pen name Xiaoshan doesn't seem to be very good at writing this "Bright Sword", the language is simple, and the writing skills are very simple, both of which are not as good as his work, but how could he read it unconsciously?

He couldn't figure it out.

But he is a writer after all, and after only a few seconds, his heart suddenly chuckled and he understood a little.

The rhythm of this work is well controlled, which makes people want to stop, and every time the reader feels a little dull and wants to give up, a small high-tide suddenly comes, attracting people so much that they don't want to!

And although the language of the whole work is relatively plain, the language is actually quite exquisite, which makes people read with a sense of smoothness, and it can even be said that it is because the language is not so complex that the whole story reads extremely smoothly.

"Shhhh

Thinking of this, Huang Zhendong couldn't help but gasp.

This "Bright Sword" seems to be bland at first glance, but after careful analysis, it's amazing!

Unconsciously fascinate the reader, make the reader want to stop, make the reader forget everything, just can't extricate himself from the story and plot, such a novel - incredible!

Thinking of this, Huang Zhendong was afraid for a while.

Fortunately, I didn't have the impulse to make trouble with Ma Youwei at the beginning, otherwise Ma Youwei would have smashed this work in front of him, and it would really be a humiliation!

"It's just a little weird..... Who the hell is this hill..... Why haven't you heard of this person before? Huang Zhendong was extremely puzzled.

Just then, a handsome man in a military uniform walked over.

"Who is this person, why does he seem to be a little familiar?" Huang Zhendong frowned, but he still got out of the way.

What he didn't expect was that when the people who came over saw him, they were also stunned for a moment.

"Isn't this the Huang Zhendong who clamored to settle accounts with Ma Youwei that day? I think it's him? ”

Chen Beiming was secretly surprised.

The world is too small, right?

But he didn't say anything, just walked straight to the newsstand: "Boss, is there a new release of "October"?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The newsstand owner quickly stood up with a smile.

"Is this issue good?" Chen Beiming pretended to ask very unintentionally.

"Good-looking, good-looking, there is a novel called "Bright Sword" in this issue, I think it's good, I got the magazine yesterday, read it in one go, and I think it's very good, although I can't say what's good, but I just think it's good." The newsstand owner introduced with a smile.

Before Chen Beiming could speak, Huang Zhendong, who was standing on the side, suddenly interjected: "The rhythm of this "Bright Sword" is very well mastered, and the language is fluent, and the storyline is also very attractive, which is worth watching. ”

Worth a look?

Chen Beiming was stunned.

How could this Huang Zhendong comment like this? Wasn't his work topped by "Bright Sword", didn't he have resentment?

However, he didn't delve into it, just smiled and said to the newsstand owner, "Boss, give me a copy." ”

"Okay, fifteen."

Chen Beiming handed over fifteen yuan, pretending to suddenly see the stack of tall magazines behind him, and said in surprise: "Boss, how did you get into so many "October", almost more than fifty copies, right?" Is it sold out? ”

At the back of the newsstand was a tall pile of October magazines, all of which were this month.

The boss smiled: "It must be sold out." ”

Huang Zhendong interjected again: "Boss, you used to sell a few copies a day, why did you take so many today?" ”

The boss smiled mysteriously: "I read "Bright Sword" yesterday, and I thought that everyone would definitely like this novel, and this magazine would definitely sell well, so I went to some later, and I am not afraid to tell you that I still have more than 100 copies at home." ”

Yes?

Chen Beiming and Huang Zhendong were taken aback.

"Boss, you've almost bought two hundred copies, are you sure you can sell them all?" Huang Zhendong was extremely surprised.

"I've been selling magazines for so many years, which ones are good to sell and which ones are not good, but I still have a vision, and I think this issue will definitely sell well, so I bought more, and I can make more money by selling one more book."

After a pause, the newsstand owner suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Let me tell you one thing, there are many people who think exactly the same as me, when I went to get the magazine yesterday, I almost couldn't grab the goods, as far as I know, there are 300 copies at once." ”