In this era, self-media has not yet flourished, so I don't know what a marketing account is.

Lu Anzhi was puzzled: it is a marketing thing that has no discipline and no lower limit, and likes to be a headline party to attract traffic.

Hard:......

Bitter: Doesn't sound like a thing.

Hard:......

Kuku: I'm not talking about us. We are different from the nature of the marketing account you said in Boss B.

Lu Anzhi: These are all things you said, and they have nothing to do with me.

Kuku: Obviously you said that we are like a marketing account......

However, there is some truth in this statement.

From "Dragon Family" to "The Little Prince", a completely different classification, it can be said that it has changed to a new track.

The works selected by Lu Anzhi before, including the works of "The First Close Contact" selected later, are actually on the same track, focusing on youth literature, which is more popular in this era.

But "The Little Prince" is different. This children's literature is good enough, but it is completely different from the other genres that Lu Anzhi has released so far.

Different classifications will inevitably lead to a decline in Lu Anzhi's popularity advantage, and it is still unknown how many percent it will drop. And the little trick that Maple is playing now is to ensure that Lu Anzhi's popularity advantage can be more useful in the new book "The Little Prince".

In this way, it will inevitably affect some of the word-of-mouth of "The Little Prince" at that time, but as long as "The Little Prince" is good enough, the word-of-mouth impact can be minimized.

Under the maple tree, we have to bear the cost pressure, and the share for Lu Anzhi is so high, it is understandable to think of some off-the-market tricks that can increase sales.

And this little trick under the maple tree, in its official advertisement, there is not a word that "The Little Prince" is the biography of "Dragon Family", and it is clearly said that it is a new fairy tale work by Doraemon.

They just guide the reader on the snippets that are put out. Everything is the reader's brain.

Lu Anzhi turned off the computer, went downstairs to say hello to Wang Ping, and left the bookstore.

After Zhang Suxin handed him a key, he was inspired to give Wang Ping a spare key of his own, so that when he was not there or was late, Wang Ping would open the door by himself.

Of course, Lu Anzhi usually doesn't get up late. But the problem is that Wang Ping got up earlier than him.

In the morning, Lu Anzhi came down from upstairs and opened the door of the bookstore, and he could often see Wang Ping waiting outside the store, which was strange.

After Wang Ping got the key, he would only move on the first floor every morning. Only after Lu Anzhi came down from the upstairs would he go upstairs.

After driving to the Zhuyuan community, Lu Anzhi took the elevator to the floor where Zhang Suxin's house was located, and knocked on the door without taking out the key as usual.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"

The sound of slender calls accompanied by the footsteps of "da-da-da" changed from small to loud, and gradually became clear.

"Click......"

The door was opened, revealing a slender little head, squinting at Lu Anzhi and smiling, and shouting: "Dad! ”

Lu Anzhi entered the door, picked up the little guy, and asked, "Did Xian Xian sleep soundly last night?" ”

"Incense!"

The little guy replied, not knowing if he could understand the meaning of this "incense".

"Give me the slenderness and put on the shoes."

Zhang Suxin put Lu Anzhi's slippers in front of Lu Anzhi, and then took the slender from Lu Anzhi's arms and asked Lu Anzhi to change the slippers conveniently.

Song Xiaoqin sat on the sofa, playing with her mobile phone while saying in a weird manner: "Dad, Dad, Dad...... Change your shoes into ...... Tsk, a family of three is really close. You don't care if I change my shoes or not. ”

Lu Anzhi: "Are you taking gun medicine?" ”

Song Xiaoqin said angrily: "I didn't take medicine, if I had medicine, I wouldn't be as weird as I am now." ”

Zhang Suxin said: "You still know that you are yin and yang......"

Song Xiaoqin glanced at Zhang Suxin: "Hmph! Then he got up and said, "You continue to show affection, I'm going to leave anyway." ”

Zhang Suxin said: "Why are you in such a hurry? Eat before leaving. I've made you breakfast, and you don't know. ”

Song Xiaoqin said: "I'll just say it, you also believe it." So saying, he went into the kitchen.

Zhang Suxin put Xianxian on the ground, rolled her eyes at Song Xiaoqin's back, and followed up with the kitchen.

Lu Anzhi sat down at the dining table with Xian Xian in his arms, tied a bib to Xian Xian, and brought breakfast to the ground.

After breakfast was served, the four of them sat down at the table and ate separately.

Xian Xian held her small spoon and ate very attentively, but it was inevitable that it was all over her mouth and on the table, although she looked like she had a lot of control than before, but in the end it was still not good, which involved Lu Anzhi and Zhang Suxin's energy, and they wiped her mouth and cleaned up from time to time.

After being in contact with Zhang Suxin for a long time, Lu Anzhi felt that he was also infected with this stinky problem of loving cleanliness too much, and he couldn't see the mess in front of the slender table, and he wanted to clean it up at any time.

And Song Xiaoqin was eating next to her while swiping her mobile phone.

She swiped her mobile phone, suddenly raised her head and looked at Lu An, and said in surprise: "You're going to send a book again?" ”

Lu Anzhi nodded and said, "Well, I wrote some short fairy tales, and this time I want to send them out together." ”

Song Xiaoqin "tsk" and said: "I just saw it when I watched the guest, you are really prolific." Your three books as thick as "Dragon Family III" can be written by others for two or three years, and you don't say anything about it in a year, but you also write new ones. ”

Lu Anzhi smiled: "What, how inspired am I not happy?" ”

"Hey! How not! ”

Song Xiaoqin said, "This book is written for Xian Xian at first glance, right?" From youth fantasies to fairy tales, you really dare to write! It's a completely different genre! Can you write it? ”

Lu Anzhi was about to say no, how could it be under the maple tree, but Zhang Suxin had already replied first: "It can work." I've already read that "The Little Prince", and it's very well written! ”

Song Xiaoqin pursed her lips: "Show affection again, right?" Can you see the book written by your husband first? It's not written for you, it's for someone else! Isn't it? ”

Xian Xian just swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and when she heard Song Xiaoqin's words, she immediately raised her spoon and said, "Xian Xian is amazing!" ”

"Mm-hmm, Slim is amazing!"

Song Xiaoqin was in a much better mood, and glanced at Zhang Suxin with disdain, "You show, I haven't seen your family write a book for you, even if you don't write a book, even if you write a song." ”

Zhang Suxin said: "Why didn't you write? ”

Song Xiaoqin sneered: "Perfume is poisonous? ”

Zhang Suxin: "......"

This woman really didn't know which tendon was pumped today, and the nerve was wrong.

Zhang Suxin was speechless for a while, and Lu Anzhi said: "There are songs." Why do you want to listen to it? ”

This woman's arrogance can't be allowed to continue like this. She was already nervous.

Song Xiaoqin: "......"

(End of chapter)