Chapter 031: Let's think about the follow-up
When Su Hang received his first sample and remuneration, many periodicals and magazines in August 1995 were also officially put on the shelves.
Su Hang didn't know that he was indeed a little tall again.
The standard model of youth literature, the various exquisite sentences that are commonplace in later generations but can be called amazing in this era, plus some thought-provoking small connotations, for young men and women who are in the stage of 'falling in love with the floor', the kind of resonance that hits the soul is simply irresistible.
The ancient city of Qiliang in the east of the Shang capital.
Xu Man, a high school girl, and her good friend Zhang Chenxi finished reading "Countless Passing Years" on "Zhengmao", and immediately remembered two of the girls who regretted parting at the end, and also remembered an author named "Participating in Business".
Solemnly copied some of these sentences in a notebook, and Zhang Chenxi also decided to buy a copy himself.
The two girls walked hand in hand on the street, walking in the shade of the trees on the side of the street in the summer, and promised each other a little impulsively that they must always be friends and not leave regrets like the two girls in the story.
Arrive at a newsstand.
Zhang Chenxi found a copy of "Zhengmao", paid the money, and was about to leave, but saw that Xu Man opened another magazine at some point, and he looked very immersed, so he couldn't help but push her: "Hey, Xiaoman?" ”
Xu Man subconsciously raised his head and saw that the owner of the newsstand was staring at him, and immediately said, "I'll buy it!" ”
Zhang Chenxi: "......"
Xu Man took out the money and showed Zhang Chenxi the cover of the magazine he had just held in his hand: "Xixi, look, you can buy a copy too." ”
The first thing Zhang Chenxi saw was the title of "Qingxu" magazine, and at the second glance, he noticed two small words on the cover, which were embellished under the bold bold words of 'Lin Qing and Xu Bai'.
Participating in business?
There is also a 'participating business' here?
Thinking of the emotion when he read "Countless Passing Years" before, and confirmed with a good friend, Zhang Chenxi immediately paid for it.
Three magazines were sold in the blink of an eye, and the newsstand owner was very happy, and when the two girls left, he glanced at the two magazines that had been placed in an inconspicuous corner.
I still think that "Zhengmao" and "Qingxu" belong to the kind that were not sold out last month, and if it weren't for the nearby provincial magazines, I didn't plan to order them again.
This time, they only had five copies each.
However, recalling the looks of the two girls who had just left, the newsstand owner briefly considered it, got up and changed the two magazines to a slightly more prominent position.
The other side.
Back at Xu Man's house, the two girls couldn't wait to start reading "Lin Qing and Xu Bai", and then, if "Countless Passing Years" just resonated, "Lin Qing and Xu Bai" was simply shocking.
Non-existent boys!
Can it still be like this?
How can this be?
Lin Qing is so pitiful.
Also, that businessman is so hateful, such a good boy, in the end, he doesn't exist.
But......
This story is really better than "Countless Passing Years".
The two girls read it over and over again, and soon began to excerpt it again, Xu Man copied the entire paragraph of Lin Qing and Xu Bai singing Uncle Li and "Farewell" together, and said: "These two novels are so good, they should also let Qin Li and them read it." ”
Zhang Chenxi answered, and suddenly looked up: "Let's write a letter to the participating merchants." ”
"Huh?"
"Write a letter," Zhang Chenxi repeated, "make friends." ”
Xu Man was suddenly moved, and he was unconfident: "People are writers, and besides, we don't know the address of the businessman?" ”
"Just let the magazine hand it over," Zhang Chenxi said: "Didn't you notice, the two stories are written in Heyuan, just on the other side of the business capital, not far from us, if you get in touch, maybe we can meet again in the future." ”
Meet?
This......
Xu Man hesitated again: "However, we don't even know whether we are men or women." ”
"So what," Zhang Chenxi said: "If it's a man, be a boyfriend, and if it's a woman, be a girlfriend." ”
So...... Open?
Xu Man had already agreed in his heart, but he asked again: "What if it's an old man?" ”
"How is it possible," Zhang Chenxi said categorically: "It must be the same age as us, at most, older, but his article is so well written, a few years older than us, it should be." ”
"But ......"
"If you don't write it, I'll write it myself." Zhang Chenxi said: ""Zhengmao" and "Qingxu", both sides are written, at least one can be sent to the hands of the merchants. ”
In this era, giving opinions, making pen pals, and exchanging letters were as common as interacting with people on the Internet in later generations.
After Zhang Chenxi's words, Xu Man also agreed.
The two women did it, and they planned to write a total of four letters, so that they would be more likely to be sent to the participating merchants.
……
Shangdu.
Inside a bookstore near Shangdu University in the central area.
Lin Pu and Xiao Yingying, who were admitted to Shangdu University last year, had their first date, went shopping, had dinner, and the woman entered the bookstore, and Lin Pu could only follow.
Come to the magazine area.
Xiao Yingying picked up a copy of "Qingxu", which was originally just casually flipped, but she quickly immersed herself in a novel recommended by the editor-in-chief in this issue.
Lin Pu stood aside, also took a magazine to make a look, and occasionally glanced at Xiao Yingying's beautiful side face, thinking if he could go further today.
Xiao Yingying did not go home this summer, stayed in Shangdu to work and study, as a native of Shangdu City, on the basis of Linpu's pursuit in the past year, with the home advantage, finally let Xiao Yingying, who is close to the school flower level, agree to determine the relationship.
More than ten minutes passed like this.
Xiao Yingying finally closed the magazine, but did not put it down, and turned her head to look: "Linpu, I want to go home." ”
Limpu was surprised: "Huh? ”
Xiao Yingying thought about the story she had just read, "Lin Qing and Xu Bai", a girl who desperately wanted to chase freedom really left her hometown, only to find that what greeted her was not necessarily freedom, but confusion about another stage of life again.
The reason why this idea came about is because Xiao Yingying empathizes.
Xiao Yingying's relationship with her parents has not been good since she was a child.
I also want to escape.
Finally college.
It's summer vacation, and I'm looking for an excuse not to go home.
However, it wasn't until I finished reading this novel that I suddenly understood that this was probably the 'siege' that Qian Zhongshu said.
I understand it, I understand it.
I don't think I should be childish anymore.
Moreover, the author's delicate description of the small city of Heyuan in the article also made Xiao Yingying involuntarily think of her hometown.
Also in Central Plains Province, located in the southwestern province of Nam County.
Thinking of this, seeing that Lin Pu was still in a daze, Xiao Yingying smiled and said, "I don't think we are very suitable, let's be classmates in the future." ”
After Xiao Yingying finished saying this, she raised her hand and shook Lin Pu, took the copy of "Qingxu", turned around and walked towards the cashier of the bookstore.
I am going to buy it.
In the future, I plan to continue to pay attention to this author called 'Shen Shang'.
It wasn't until Xiao Yingying left the bookstore that Lin Pu came back to his senses.
That's it...... Dumped?
Linpu turned to the magazine shelves in front of him, still confused.
took out the only one copy of "Qingxu", recalled the various details just now, and bought it, studied it carefully, how did he lose a girlfriend in a blink of an eye.
……
Hamoto.
My sister found a rich boyfriend, and she has a lot of face in front of outsiders, and only her own family knows about some things inside.
It's Saturday.
Yao Ran had lunch with his quasi-brother-in-law and sister-in-law, and the quasi-brother-in-law, who couldn't stand the command, occasionally looked at him and said goodbye in advance.
Walking on the stuffy street with few people in the afternoon, passing by a newsstand, I saw a few young girls chattering about something, picking up a few magazines, and leaving on Twitter, and couldn't help but step forward.
Thinking of the "Qingxu" and "Zhengmao" that Lu Xiaomin had bought a few days ago and circulated in everyone's hands, as well as the notebook written by a certain teenager, his eyes searched for the stacks of magazines.
The newsstand owner was a middle-aged fat man in a vest, and he waited patiently for a moment before he took the initiative to speak: "Girl, what are you looking for?" ”
Yao Ran was taken aback, she had been trying her best to maintain a cold attitude before, but at the moment, she felt like a poor cat who was caught when she was stealing food, and she calmed down before she said, "Is there "Qingxu"? ”
The fat boss laughed and pointed in the direction where a group of girls had just left: "The last two books were taken by them." ”
Yao Ran's expression was disappointed, and he asked again: "What about ...... "Zhengmao"?" ”
The boss's chubby fingers didn't let go, and continued to point: "It's still them, the last one." Hey, it's also a novelty, two magazines that no one paid attention to before, I just asked and found out, saying that there are two novels written about our Heyuan, and they have been circulating in this group of children recently. ”
There were no two books, and Yao Ran realized that it was obviously too late for him to be entangled and grinding.
Xiaoxiao answered, and was about to leave, when the fat boss spoke again: "Girl, are you sure you want it, can I call and ask?" ”
Yao Ran stopped and looked over.
The fat boss said: "It's cold two magazines, and I can't guarantee you, I called and asked, even if it is replenished, you have to wait for the 10th, and you will come back then." ”
Yao Ran thought for a moment and nodded: "Then thank you, boss." ”
"You're welcome," the fat boss said, glancing at the girl's good-looking petite face, but the business prevailed, and added: "Girl, even if there is more, I don't dare to ask for more, if you want to buy it, it's better to come early." ”
"Okay."
Waiting for Yao Ran to leave, the fat boss picked up the public phone on the side, flipped through the address book, and dialed: "Lao Zhao, it's me...... There are two magazines, I ask......"
……
Shangdu.
The headquarters of Boyi Publishing House on Chengjiang Road.
It's August 7th.
A new week.
Compared with Zhang Xiaoxiao's high morale in the same dormitory, Fang Wei, the editor of "Qingxu" magazine, got up very low, washed listlessly, ate breakfast, and walked slowly to the editorial office.
I'm really not in the mood to go to work.
Last month, in order to save the decline, the "Qingxu" team worked very hard to complete the new issue of the magazine editing, among them, it was a well-known writer's request, and the editor Su Ernian almost drank stomach bleeding.
However, the end of the month ushered in bad news.
Zhong Changlin, president of the publishing house, personally said that in order to save printing costs, this issue of "Qingxu" can only print 5,000 copies.
The company owes a number of printing houses payments, and its own business is unsatisfactory, and the president's decision is understandable.
However, for the "Qingxu" team, this decision is undoubtedly worse.
Last month, "Qingxu" fell below 6,000 copies sold, which is not the lowest in the industry, but for a self-financing publishing house, it has been reduced to chicken ribs.
This time, the print run was forcibly cut to 5,000 copies, and the attitude of the upper echelons could not be more obvious.
Fang Wei cried a lot over the weekend, and quietly contacted her parents about having to take the initiative to find a new job.
As for the "Lin Qing and Xu Bai" that she received at the beginning of last month that amazed the entire editorial department, Fang Wei has left it behind.
What can be changed by just one article?
Finally came to the office.
As soon as Fang Wei entered the door, she noticed something strange around her.
Everyone gathered around the desk of editor Li Tong, who was sitting by the door, and was talking around a pile of letters.
"Thirty-seven."
"Last time our magazine was so popular, well, who is it?"
"I don't remember."
"I didn't expect it to be closed, and there is such a ......"
"Xiao Han, how did you speak."
"Heh, Sister Zhao, you are just relaxing here with us, you don't mind the way out, we can't help it."
“……”
Although she had already discussed with her parents to find a new job, Fang Wei still cheered up and stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”
Seeing that it was Fang Wei, Qin Siwei, whose desk was opposite her, said: "You came just in time, that "Lin Qing and Xu Bai", tsk, it is more popular than my poems, and the communication room sent 37 letters this morning, all of which were sent by readers, and let us pass them on to 'Shenshang'." ”
Fang Wei was also surprised when she heard the numbers.
I stepped forward, picked up an envelope on the table and looked at it, and the note really said, asking the editorial department to forward it to the author for consultation.
This......
Fang Wei was a little messy, and Qin Siwei said again: "Or, let's take it apart and take a look?" ”
Mei editor Zhao Yuexiao glared at him: "What to dismantle, a bit of professional ethics." ”
Another editor, Zhang Lin, said: "There are so many of them, maybe there will be one later, if we help with forwarding, it will cost a lot of money." ”
Zhao Yuexiao, whose charm and temperament always attract the attention of several male editors around, fiddled with a letter and said, "Wait, let Lao Tan decide, I always feel ...... It could be a turnaround. ”
Li Tongdao, who was sitting on the chair, said: "I'm not so optimistic, I'm just an author, it's hard to support alone, and if the magazine wants to run well, it needs a group." ”
As everyone spoke, the door was pushed open.
Tan Fengzhen walked in, and everyone was about to say hello, but they saw that there was a person behind their editor-in-chief.
Nodding and greeting, Tan Fengzhen turned to the man in his thirties behind him: "Xiao Qi, I haven't slept well for a week, don't come to me early in the morning, it's boring." ”
Watching the two walk towards Tan Fengzhen's office, some people recognized that the man in the striped shirt who was called Xiao Qi by his own editor-in-chief seemed to be a book dealer, and his business was mainly in the commercial capital.
The strength does not seem to be small.
Everyone's attention chased over, and the man's answer came: "Old Tan, I'm busy, what are you doing, give me another 500 copies, I know that it's not easy for you, cash in stock, how about it?" ”
Then the door of Tan Fengzhen's office was closed.
Everyone looked at each other.
Five hundred copies.
Cash repayment......
Lao Tan doesn't seem to have a part-time job.
No, it's your own magazine, right?
The sales of books and magazines imagined by ordinary people are often hundreds of thousands or even millions, of course, but they are often the total sales of the whole country.
For an area, such as a commercial city, an order of 500 copies is not a small number at all.
Actually, it's completely conceivable.
Just in the Central Plains Province, there are nearly 20 prefecture-level cities at the same level as the commercial capital, and if each prefecture-level city orders 500 copies, it will be easy to tens of thousands.
What's more, how many prefecture-level cities are there in the country?
Let's talk about "Qingxu".
Of course, this magazine can't cover the whole country, but it's still okay to cover five or six surrounding provinces a little.
In this way, how many 500 copies can there be?
Although of course the facts can't be counted like this, after all, Shangdu can be described as the base camp of "Qingxu", but, in any case, it is actually the simple truth:
It adds up!
Everyone was anxious and expectant, and after a few minutes, the door of Tan Fengzhen's office opened again.
The man who was called Xiao Qi by Tan Fengzhen walked out with a smile with his own editor-in-chief, and this time he didn't forget to nod to everyone, and then went out.
Tan Fengzhen sent the other party to the door, and as soon as he came back, he didn't wait to speak, and heard the phone ringing in his office from a distance.
Hurriedly ran to answer.
Another moment, just hung up, and there were visitors to the editorial department that was cold on weekdays, and it was still a dealer, but it was Qiliang's side.
After entertaining and sending away, when Tan Fengzhen finally felt that he could say a few words to everyone, the door was pushed open again.
This time it was the president's secretary, a young girl with long hair and a shawl, and her voice was soft: "Editor-in-Chief Tan, the president asked you to go to his office." ”
Back and forth.
Disturbed.
It wasn't until more than ten o'clock that Tan Fengzhen finally came back.
Since Tan Fengzhen first entered the door with a dealer, everyone has completely lost their minds to work.
When his own editor-in-chief came back, Fang Wei, Qin Siwei, Zhao Yuexiao and other editors were still gathered around Li Tong's desk.
Tan Fengzhen also stood at the door, organized the language, and said: "I got the news that in the past week, we have 5,000 magazines in this issue...... If nothing else, it's all sold out. ”
Everyone: "......"
Again, you look at me, I look at you.
Fake, right?
You know, let's say that last month, the sales volume of less than 6,000 copies in the first week of release was basically determined, but it was actually based on past experience, combined with the batch of dealers, and the approximate estimate of the whole month's figures.
In other words, in a month, 31-day sales cycle, the total sales volume is probably close to 6,000 copies.
Right now......
Today is August 7th, and the first issue of the magazine has been on the shelves for less than a week.
Even if the sales at the beginning of the month are often the majority of a magazine, but, so quickly, 5,000 copies, all sold out?
Seeing everyone's different expressions, Tan Fengzhen smiled and said: "I don't believe it either, but, just now, after doing the math, the additional orders from all over the country have exceeded 3,000, and I am going to go to the printing house now. ”
After Tan Fengzhen finished speaking, the others hadn't responded yet, Zhao Yuexiao had already picked up a stack of letters next to her and shook it, and said with a charming smile: "I think there's no need to investigate, let's think about the follow-up." ”
Tan Fengzhen looked over.
Fang Wei came back to her senses, and subconsciously said with a little grabbing: "Editor-in-chief, do you remember when I showed you the article "Lin Qing and Xu Bai" at the beginning of last month? ”
Tan Fengzhen had already stepped forward, took the letter from Zhao Yuexiao's hand, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Fang Wei gestured to the letter in his hand, and pointed to the thick stack on the table: "These ...... It's all letters from readers, to the author of that novel. ”