Editor-in-chief Xu has been in the industry for more than 20 years, and now there are few works that can make him see it at first sight, and his eyes light up, but this time he sat down and watched a paragraph, and suddenly understood why Lao Lu was crying.

The whole story is clearly a comedy, the medical student travels to ancient times, the living environment is completely different, and she doesn't understand the rules of ancient times, so she makes all kinds of ridiculous jokes, but the tone of the whole comedy is very sad, the language is witty and humorous, and the reader reads it, and after laughing, he can't help but feel a trace of lingering loneliness and loneliness.

The heroine seems to be out of step with the whole world, and her words and deeds are extraordinarily lonely.

She likes someone, but she doesn't dare to marry him, sometimes they look at each other, sweet and sweet, and they are creepy.

Editor-in-chief Xu couldn't help but get goosebumps when he looked at it, and suddenly felt that he wanted to hug his wife and baby daughter when he went home.

It's hard to be a girl!

He couldn't help but feel pity for his own children.

Full of hot currents, Editor-in-Chief Xu exhaled and said solemnly: "This Teacher Aqing, Lao Lu, you follow her well, you must appease me." ”

Lu Dagang didn't sleep all night, and now he wiped his face with his eyes bare, and responded heavily.

Where is the use of the editor-in-chief said that he read the manuscript submitted by Mr. A Qing again last night, and he was so moved that he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning all night, and his mind kept fantasizing about the world in the book.

"Teacher A-Qing is really good at exaggerating the atmosphere!"

Mu Qingyun also saw from the rather generous remuneration offered to her by the editors that the Historical Research Society was very satisfied with her book "Red Sleeves with Red Mansions".

She didn't find it strange.

'Crossing' is a very new element in itself at the moment, and a parent like her reveals a grand historiography in a short time, and few people use it in popular fashion, and the whole story is full of freshness at once.

Once launched, it immediately became the "hot model" among the "hot models".

Not to mention this group of editors, even Mu Qingyun herself didn't expect that readers would like her so much.

As a matter of fact, the magazine of the Historical Research Society, called 'Joke History,' has its own readership, and its scale is medium-sized, and in recent years it has generally printed 100,000 copies.

This time, as usual.

Magazines like this, which sell steadily, usually rarely change their print runs.

Editor-in-Chief Xu likes Mu Qingyun very much, but after thinking twice, he didn't increase the number of prints of their magazine at the beginning.

He thinks that no matter how good a work is, it also needs a process of word-of-mouth fermentation, and when the first issue was serialized, it would not cause too much of a sensation.

If Chief Xu has front and back eyes, he will definitely go back and roll his eyes at ten or eight.

Autumn is cold and windy.

The intern editor of the magazine hurriedly ran to the company against the wind, and as soon as he opened the door, he was so frightened that his hairs stood on end and he shivered.

The phone rang through the door, and it flew out like crazy, shaking his ears and hurting.

He was in a trance, came back to his senses and hurriedly rushed over to connect, trying to take out all the patience he had to coax the little princess of the family, opened his mouth and was about to say kind words, when he heard a hurry, slightly rough and hoarse, and anxious question: "Are you 'joking about history'?" Did Xia Mian and Fang Xiaoxing escape? Is the little marquis a good guy or a bad guy? When is your next issue? ”

Little editor: "?? ”

Bell Bell Bell –

Throughout the day, the editors in the office answered the phone with a dry mouth, and almost moved the mind of a few employees who were responsible for answering the phone.

Editor-in-Chief Xu sat in the office, listening to the various complaints of the editors outside, raised his glasses, and his heart was also hot.

He feels that the influence of his own magazine may rise to a certain extent, although the main purpose of their research club is not in the journal 'joking history', but it is also a very important mouthpiece of the research club, who doesn't want more people to read it and pay more attention.

It's just that they were tepid before, so they pretended to be indifferent, and put on a different look like a variety of magazines competing with each other, but if they can beat others, who doesn't be happy?

Sure enough, on the second day, calls from all over the country to urge the delivery of goods came in, setting friendships and relationships, and they all wanted to rush to ask for books first.

"Lao Xu, we are old friends, you hurry up and send me the eleventh issue of this year's magazine, I want 8,000 copies."

"Brother Wang, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, if you don't give me this magazine quickly, I'll go to the door of your office now, I'll eat you three times a day!" Not much, I'm a small business, can I make a thousand copies first? ”

“……”

Editor-in-Chief Xu: "......"

If you want 1,000, I want 500, which is not much, but all over the country, all over the world, all over the world, even some newspaper stores and bookstores in small counties and towns have begun to call wildly, focusing on a 'urging and urging', and they are really a little unbearable.

Although the circulation is 100,000 copies, it is not printed in one go, at the beginning it is 30,000 copies, and if it sells well, it will continue to be added, and after a month, it will be good to add 100,000 copies.

Now it's good, 30,000 copies are not enough to stuff the teeth, work overtime overnight, print out 100,000 copies in three days, with full of ink fragrance, overnight loading and sending to Tiannan and Haibei.

However, in two days, everyone said that their "Joke History" was sold out and needed to be replenished immediately, and the 100,000 copies were stunned that they didn't even reach it for five days.

Editor-in-Chief Xu: "...... Add another 100,000, no, 200,000 copies! ”

Xiongxian is a small county seat, and the news is actually relatively lagging behind, but the speed at which students chase fashion is not much different from other places.

A few days later, Mu Qingyun came out of the school gate and saw a propaganda poster posted on the newspaper stop, which was the cover of "Joking History".

The big beauty wearing a fox mask on the cover, the heroine Xia Mian, is a portrait of Xia Mian drawn by Mu Qingyun on a whim.

As soon as Mu Qingyun stopped for a while, he saw that several students next to him were going to buy "Joking History", as if they had read their classmates' magazines at school, but they didn't finish reading them and went to class.

"Is there an issue of "Red Sleeves with Red Mansions"? I'm going to watch "Red Sleeves". ”

"It's the story of modern people running to ancient times."

The boss was shaken by a group of students, nodded hurriedly, beckoned his buddy to go to the back to move books, and smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, "It's all there, it's all there, don't worry." ”

As a result, this group of students was all there, and the next group of students were killed, but two poor children were unlucky enough to not buy them.

The boss hurriedly swore that it would not take a few days to enter another batch to ensure that everyone could see it.

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly there was a little bit of joy.

(End of chapter)