Chapter Seventy-One: Breaking the Firmament!

Bet it all and have a detective competition. Lao Li's eyes are like torches, he doesn't let go of any suspicions, there is only one murderer, let the famous Detective Xiao Li find out you, what Polo, get out of the way!

"How is that possible? If that's the case, it's obviously a contradiction. ”

"What the hell are you doing?"

"It can't be like this."

Li Jianzhang looked at the dense clues written in the notebook, and hated his mother for not giving him two more heads for the first time.

"Is that so?"

"I'll go!"

"Assi!"

"Damn it!"

"Impossible!"

"Wow, Polo is too handsome!"

"Polo, you're my god!"

With the constant exclamations, Li Jianzhang spent a day reading the entire "Murder on the Orient Express", and now, he understands the mood of those readers.

"It's me who lost!"

It turns out that the propaganda of literary magazines has no moisture, and every word is just stating facts.

"Murder on the Orient Express" is indeed a perfect mystery novel, and it is not unjust to lose to this novel.

Not to mention him, even if he changes the top authors who are more famous than him in the reasoning world, he is not sure that he can guarantee a steady win.

I spent countless brain cells, leaving four Qs in my hand, thinking that this game was stable, but the funny thing is that the opposite side directly hit Wang Bang.

He carefully closed the Literary Magazine and dusted off a few specimens of dust from the cover. Perhaps, in the eyes of the other party, he is like dust, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all. "Knock Knock Suspension Bridge Falling" is just his reckless and playful work.

Does the dragon care about the ant's gaze? No, the dragon would just laugh at the ants' taunts. It's ridiculous that he is so arrogant and self-serving! In Qin Song's eyes, he is as pathetic as an ant.

Don't say anything, if you lose, you lose, you lose in the field you are best at, Lao Li has nothing to say!

He logged in to Wei Bo and sent three words, I lost. Then he turned off his phone and ignored it.

Let him be stormy and stormy, and I will lie down and laugh at myself.

I have to say that although it is not good, it is very happy. After Lao Li admitted defeat, his mentality became much calmer, raising flowers in his spare time, yo-yo birds, teasing his little grandson, the sun was still shining, and the grass was still thriving, and he did not change in any way.

Before, it was he who was in love.

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On the first day, the ripples of public opinion only spread in a small area, and the real big ones have not yet come. There are even many readers who buy magazines and put them aside and haven't read them.

Many readers who support Lao Li saw the three big characters on Lao Li Weibo, and I lost, looking confused.

"What's the situation? Lao Li, is this a stolen number? ”

"I'll go, what kind of demonic novel did Qin Song post, which directly forced Lao Li to admit defeat? I'm going to take a look. ”

"No, no, no, I didn't even read what Qin Song wrote, and you said you lost? Don't be so untempered, Lao Li, I misread you. ”

""Wendou surrendered and admitted defeat on the first day? Lao Li is an actor invited by Qin Song's children, right? 》”

"Upstairs, don't think that adding the title of the book will be popular! 》”

"Read the magazine: sir, report that someone here deliberately gave away people's heads, and it is recommended to ban the account."

"I went, I just heard the reading magazine promote Lao Li's "Lantern Festival Murder Incident" on the radio, but I didn't expect to be stabbed in the back by Lao Li when I turned my head? Reading Magazine: What's the Stuff? The clown is me? ”

"It's really off-the-beaten-sack, the more you look at it, the more outrageous it becomes, as soon as Qin Song'er makes a move, Lao Li Po Monkey can't stand it?"

"One thing to say, I just finished reading "The Lantern Festival Murder Incident" written by Lao Li, it is a good boutique, Qin Song What stinky fish and shrimp, don't touch porcelain."

"Upstairs is anti-black, right, the main owner has admitted defeat, and you are still hard-mouthed."

"Qin Song: You think I'm in the first layer, but I'm actually in the atmosphere. This wave is a win. ”

"Hurry up and grab the "Literary Magazine", you won't be able to grab it any later, I passed by the bookstore just now, good guy, there is only one copy left."

“……”

Lao Li's dynamics on Wei Bo reversed Qin Song's advertisement, and the result was that the bookstore's "Literary Magazine" was sold out instantly.

Tang Deyuan hadn't figured out what the situation was, and was adding publicity, but the assistant hurriedly ran in to tell him the unfortunate news.

"Idiot, what a fool." Tang Deyuan was furious, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Li Jianzhang.

The first time, "Sorry, the phone you made is turned off, please call again later." ”

The second time, "Sorry, the phone you are calling is turned off, please call again later." ”

Third time,......

Damn, it's really a pig teammate, I can't take it.

In just one day, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the development made Tang Deyuan unexpected. After Lao Li's reverse delivery, more readers popped up on the magazine forum, saying that they only bought "Reading Magazine" yesterday, not "Literary Magazine", and went to buy one after work today.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some people are worried, and the joy will not disappear, but will only be transferred to different people.

At this time, Tang Deyuan was full of sorrow, but the three of Fei Qiurui on the other side were overjoyed.

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

"'Murder on the Orient Express' was an instant hit."

"I knew that Qin Song would definitely be able to."

"Cut, I don't know who, I saw the sales of reading magazines yesterday, and I was so scared that I almost cried."

"Say it again, say it again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"Awesome, Qin Song."

"Hurry up, notify the printing house to reprint, there are already bookstores calling to increase inventory."

"Yes, yes, I'll let you know."

The three friends performed their duties and got busy, and the joy of happiness spread all over their bodies. On weekdays, it's maddening to be free, and even being busy is a luxury.

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As more and more readers read "Murder on the Orient Express", Qin Song's reviews skyrocketed.

Tricking the reader with a narrative? Thinking too much, people are just joking with you with their talents. You don't see, "Murder on the Orient Express" is such orthodox inference, even so, on the basis of its predecessors, it still takes a different path.

In this way, after 10,000 years, a genius named Qin Song was born, with his peerless talent, cultivating the true Dao, breaking the shackles, stepping on thorns, creating original scriptures, reflecting the ages, walking out of his own way, and finally breaking the plane passage after being invincible in the heavens and underground, and introducing the source qi into the Reasoning Continent. In this way, after another 10,000 years, Qin Song's road has made countless later generations scramble to follow suit, reasoning that the mainland has produced many talents, and has achieved the prosperity of the ages.

Later generations wrote an article to remember it, called Pushing the Sky!

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