"A thousand!"

Editor-in-Chief Lin took a deep breath, and then said excitedly and sighed.

This 1,000 does not mean simply 1,000,000, but 10,000,000.

Two days later, the number of copies published and sold in "Alive" finally exceeded 10 million copies at this moment!

This number is extremely staggering, and even the people's newspapers of the whole country may not be able to sell 10 million copies a day.

What's more, many newspapers are compulsorily distributed to some units, and if you take the initiative to buy them, let alone 10 million, even if it is 1 million copies a day, it is estimated that it will be difficult to sell them in this era.

But right now, "Alive" has set a record for publishing sales in the Internet age, selling 10 million copies in two days, which may sound bad to some, given that the country's population is more than 1.3 billion.

But for the market, for the times, a physical book can sell 10 million copies in two days, which can already be described as a miracle.

President Kim lamented, "The reason why 'Alive' sells so well is because the title resonates with people. Coupled with the publicity of Tang Jian and so many celebrities, it can become popular in such a short period of time. ”

Editor-in-Chief Lin added: "In addition, the proceeds from this book will be donated to the Anti-Cancer Foundation, so many people are willing to buy it. ”

"Such a positive sales record not only makes us feel excited, but also makes us feel congested!"

An old editor lamented that "Alive", an unfinished but unfinished book that cannot be continued, reveals his dedication to life and his desire to live between the lines.

People who are not sick, have no pain, and have no worries may not have any thoughts for the time being, but if they are sick or old, they will know how eye-catching the word "alive" is, and how empathetic this book is.

President Jin waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's wait for this good news and go back from work." ”

Editor-in-chief Lin also shouted, and the staff and colleagues went back from work one after another.

Some of them didn't have much to do when they went back, so they took the initiative to stay and work overtime and continue to be busy with the work at hand.

……

On the side of the street, Tang Jian and Liu Yuyan were walking, and Editor-in-Chief Lin sent a message to inform him of the news.

"It's a pity that Qingqing doesn't know this good news, but this is also a happy thing for her, although it can't be as famous as those ancient poets, but at least in this era, so many people remember her name and remember her book."

Liu Yuyan looked at the message sent to Tang Jian by Editor-in-Chief Lin, the two of them were chatting happily and flirting in the front, but now they are serious again.

"It's a good place for her! Many people leave this world and will soon be forgotten by this world, and I think it is a manifestation of the continuation of life to have works and names to continue to pass on in place of life. ”

Because of this, after Tang Jian returned to his hometown, he decided to invest in the construction of a primary school, so that his father's name and soul could return to his homeland and take root.

Although I don't know if the deceased will really have a spirit in heaven, at least this is a kind of sustenance and comfort in my heart.

If he could, Tang Jian also hoped that he could leave something behind after his death, even if it was stinking for 10,000 years, he felt that it was more cost-effective than dying in obscurity.

Liu Yuyan suddenly asked: "If we die one day, how long do you say our works and songs will be circulated to the world?" ”

"Maybe ten years, maybe thirty or fifty years, maybe a hundred years." Tang Jian smiled.

She asked, "Do you think one or two of our songs can become classics?" Even thousands of years later, it can be passed on to future generations like a textbook? ”

Tang Jian muttered: "It's hard to say, but if this situation really happens, it can only explain one fact!" ”

Liu Yuyan asked curiously: "What facts?" ”

Tang Jian replied: "It's just that other people's songs are too rubbish, only our songs can still be listened to!" ”

Liu Yuyan said: "This should be impossible, in addition to the national anthem, those classic songs from decades ago have now been slowly forgotten."

Every era will have a different style of classic song, and now people like a certain song, but ten years from now, or decades from now, people won't necessarily like it. ”

"That's just as well!"

Saying that, Tang Jian said again: "But we can lead a trend of the times!" ”

"What do you mean?" Liu Yuyan looked at him suspiciously, leading a trend of the times? What is this for?

Tang Jian clicked on the new song list, pointed to the top six songs, and said: "Look, our songs directly dominate the top six, and even the song "To My Future Self" written to Luo Tianxue can be ranked seventh, this is what it means to lead a trend of the times!"

Even decades later, or even hundreds of years later, people have forgotten us and no longer listen to our songs, but as long as we trace back to the origin and development of pop music, people will know that there was such an era, there were two singers, and their songs became popular hits at that time! ”

Listening to Tang Jian's ambitious and extremely serious words, Liu Yuyan was also infected by this heroism and passion.

People are born to die, and if there is such a day, she feels that there are really no regrets in life.

At least I can become a famous singer myself! At least your own works and songs can also exude their own light in this era!

"Then we have to write songs well!" Liu Yuyan sharpened her knife, and her heart was like being beaten with chicken blood.

Creation?

Inexistent!

As long as I have a breath of "breath", I don't have to worry about not having good songs!

Tang Jian said: "Creating songs is my forte, anyway, the songs you create can't compare to mine, so you can just sing the songs I created in the future!" ”

"Humph! If you don't encourage me, forget it, and underestimate me to beat me! Liu Yuyan pinched Tang Jian's arm, even if this little slut tells the truth, then he has to take into account his own feelings, do you know that it is very shocking to say this!

Tang Jian pinched Liu Yuyan's little nose and said with a smile: "You are covering your conscience, am I telling the truth?" ”

"It's not!" Liu Yuyan replied decisively.

"Huh? What about your conscience? I'll touch it! Well...... It seems to be gone! Tang Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on the indescribable part of his hand that was difficult to grasp......

"Touch you big-headed ghost!"

Liu Yuyan slapped the little slut's hand speechlessly, fortunately there was no one in front, otherwise if others saw this little slut playing hooliganism, she would have wanted to find a crack to get into.