Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 249 "Recalling Qin'e Loushan Pass" [3k, please subscribe]

The focus of everyone's attention has gradually shifted from Li Xiang's autograph session to the autograph itself.

After Wei Lao personally affirmed Li Xiang's calligraphy attainments.

More and more calligraphers stood up and expressed their appreciation for Li Xiang.

At last.

Even Mu Qingfeng, the president of the Calligraphy Association, posted a rare Weibo.

[Spiritual bone beauty, leisure and amiability]

The compliment is beyond words.

Li Xiang's fans ate the melons of their idols, and they couldn't do it arrogantly. They thought to themselves: Even if the sword god held a signing event, it would be different.

It is indeed my fan's role!

The lucky one who got Li Xiang's autographed book is even more treasured now.
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[(Picture) Hahahaha, I have the signature book of the sword god. 】
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[I have it too, I have it too. 】
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【Envy, I hate, let alone today's match, I can't even keep up with tomorrow's match...】

Today's signing event probably attracted four to five hundred people.

Even a small number of people, like Lu Anjing, have four autographed books.

In fact, it is full of calculations, and this time only nearly a thousand copies have been circulated.

In the face of today's huge market demand, a thousand copies?

Not even a splash of water.

The fans who chose to sell the autographed book for the petty profit in front of them earlier regretted it.

I watched helplessly as my signed book sold for three to five hundred yuan, and others resold it for a high price of several thousand yuan.

There were even scalpers that night, buying signed books and selling them at high prices to users in need.

In a short period of time, an industrial chain is almost formed.

Many fans, even some speculators saw the profit, so they took the plane and high-speed train that night, planning to attend Li Xiang's signing event.

The locals of Tancheng, who are well-informed, are guarding in front of the Xinhua Bookstore even in the middle of the cold winter night.

Want to grab a good position.

……

back home.

While eating, the parents looked preoccupied.

Seeing this, Li Xiang asked, "Mom and Dad, what's wrong?"

"Oh? It's okay." Dad recovered and just shook his head.

After hesitating for a moment, my mother still couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart and asked:
"Little boy, I read online that your writing is very valuable. A signature costs two or three thousand, and there is no market for it."

"real or fake?"

Li Xiang took a sip of the soup, heard the words and said with a smile: "It should be true."

of course it's true.

Even in the history of calligraphy, thin gold body is very special.

There is never a shortage of smart people in this world.

"what?"

My mother's three views have collapsed.

She eats with a pen, she believes.

After all, my son writes web articles, and he is still a master of web articles.

There is a calligrapher who has a calligraphy worth thousands of gold, and she also believes it.

After all, China has a long history, and a person who has reached the pinnacle of calligraphy is more than enough to exchange a bakery for their family.

But the reputation of a calligrapher rests on her son's head, she is a little confused...

"But... when did you learn calligraphy?"

My mother frowned slightly, and said, "I remember that you only had a one-month calligraphy training class in the third grade of elementary school, right?"

"mom."

"Huh?" Seeing Li Xiang's serious face, my mother couldn't help but look at him.

Li Xiang pointed at himself with chopsticks and said, "Mom, some people are geniuses, such as your son and me."

"Genius, you can learn everything quickly, one month is enough."

Li Xiang's tugging appearance is very unbearable.

Although beating a child on a rainy day is a free time, but after all, the little girl is in college, so it is not appropriate to do it again.

After listening to my mother, she snatched Dad's wine glass and took a big gulp of white wine.

"Hiss...ha." Under the surprised eyes of the father and son, the mother quickly got up and walked to the utility room.

"Old Li, you wash the dishes today."

"I remember that in the utility room there seems to be some waste paper that Xiaoguai practiced before. I'll look for it."

My mother is like a money fan, rummaging in the utility room.

Li Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, he naturally knew what his mother was doing.

A two-word signature is worth two or three thousand.

Li Xiang practiced the drafts of calligraphy, which must be more valuable.

This autograph is said to be the first autograph, and it has collection value!
Wouldn't Li Xiang's drafts when he was a child be more valuable for collection?
In fact, it doesn't matter if it costs two or three thousand yuan, it doesn't matter if there is a price or no market.

The Lord is here!

Whether it's words or signatures, don't you have as many as you want?

It's just that my mother didn't turn this corner for a while.

Li Xiang didn't even think about correcting her.

Just go with her.

The father and son who were still eating started to play the routine of who would wash the dishes after eating.

Li Xiang deliberately lagged behind, and finally took over the glorious and arduous task of washing dishes from his father.

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The next morning.

When Li Xiang rushed to Xinhua Bookstore, the number of people waiting in line for the autograph session was four or five times higher than yesterday.

"The Sword God has appeared."

"The sword god is here."

I don't know which fan who saw it found Li Xiang who had just got off the taxi.

With a howl, everyone turned around, and the crowd boiled.

"Sword God, please sign for me."

"Knife God, I am your die-hard fan, please sign."

"Big brother, please sign."

"I'm sorry, when the autograph session starts, please make way."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Li rushed to the scene with the staff of the signing event.

While shouting, he squeezed into the crowd and took Li Xiang into the lounge through the back door while taking advantage of the chaos.

At this time, Ai Jianbo didn't sleep all night, but he seemed extremely excited.

Seeing that Li Xiang was present, he didn't dare to make too much of a fuss, so he quickly got up and said with a smile:
"The God of Swords is worthy of being the God of Swords, and he can always bring surprises to people."

Li Xiang's shoes were almost trampled off, and he said with a embarrassed smile: "Editor Ai, stop joking."

"It's just..." He recalled the crowded crowd and suggested:
"The hall on the first floor is too small. There are too many people present today. Will it affect the signing?"

"Of course there is."

Ai Jianbo nodded and said: "In order to prevent accidents, my personal suggestion is to cancel the two signing sessions this morning and afternoon."

"what?"

Putting pigeons in front of so many fans...wouldn't it be too good?

Ai Jianbo's move is selfish.

When he saw the appeal of Li Xiang's offline paper media, he also witnessed the value of his signature.

A plan instantly appeared in his mind, and after a night of conceiving, the plan took shape.

"Of course we cancel the signing event, not to say that we won't give everyone benefits."

Ai Jianbo stared at Li Xiang's eyes and explained:

"My idea is that although the signing event is cancelled, you still have to sign about [-] copies. Shanhai Publishing House spreads out the supply all over the country, and what do you think of using autographs as a gimmick?"

Li figured it out, he was indeed an expert in hunger marketing.

This matter is of great benefit to him, and there are indeed too many people present today.

And in the face of interests, many people are too fanatical. If there is a stampede, it will be too late!
So he agrees with this proposal both publicly and privately.

"Five hundred copies are too few! I have published four books this time, so let's sign a thousand copies."

"it is good!"

Ai Jianbo nodded hurriedly, he was eager for Li Xiang to sign more copies.

After discussing the details, Ai Jianbo sent someone to move the book directly to the lounge for Li Xiang to sign, while he went out to explain the cancellation of the signing.

Although everyone was very sad, they heard that February 2 is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

Xinhua Bookstores across the country will simultaneously put Li Xiang's new book on the shelves, and there is a chance to get a hidden signed version.

This kind of fun like opening a blind box made everyone look forward to it.

Wait for the crowd to disperse.

Wait for the news to hit the Internet.

Many fans and speculators who are still coming are extremely frustrated.

After all, the chance of winning a signed book by opening a blind box is too small compared to the signing event.

The news that the second and third autograph sessions will be cancelled.

When everyone returned to their senses, they realized that the book signed for the first autograph sale had become the only book in circulation in the world at this moment.

For a while, the price of signed books skyrocketed again.

Some wealthy fans bid 5000 yuan on Xianyu just for one of Li Xiang's autographs, and any one of the four books is fine.

This world is too crazy!
It turns out that a word of gold is true!

Ai Jianbo maintained discipline outside and waited for the crowd to disperse before returning to the house.

05: 30.

Li Xiang rubbed his wrist, and the books beside him were piled up like a mountain.

"Sword God, have you finished signing?" Chief Editor Ai asked.

"Well, the thousand copies have been signed." Li Xiang smiled and said, "Is it enough? If not, how many more copies will I sign?"

As soon as these words came out, Ai Jianbo was stunned on the spot!
In fact, there are not no rumors about Li Xiang from the outside world. Most of them say that he is difficult to get in touch with, has a reckless personality, and is a thorn!
In short, the evaluation is not very good.

He tried his best to defy all opinions this time, and he also endured a lot of pressure.

Originally, what he thought was that Li Xiang had a bad temper, so he just wanted to coax him.

Unexpectedly, after getting in touch, Li Xiang is not as difficult to get in touch with as rumored by the outside world, on the contrary, he is a very talkative person!
And it is impossible for him not to know the value of his signature.

That's why Ai Jianbo reported the volume of [-] copies at the very beginning.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiang doubled his signature with a wave of his hand!
Although he knew that with this fanatical atmosphere in the past.

With the outflow of signed photos or signed books by Li Xiang, more and more.

It is impossible for his signature to maintain this price all the time. This period of time and this price are just exceptions.

After all, the Li Xiang in front of me is still young, he is twenty years old, and his future has just begun!
But if you look at it purely from the macro latitude of time, this is a very rogue statement.

Ai Jianbo only knows!

This is a great gift. He is not a person who knows how to repay his favor. He has kept this great favor in his heart!

With these thousand copies, his plan will be implemented more perfectly!
After a long while, Ai Jianbo waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, one thousand copies is enough!"

"It's just..." Ai Jianbo was a little embarrassed when he said this.

"Editor Ai, but it's okay!" Li Xiang handed him a Liqun, and Ai Jianbo took it, and the two smoked.

Ai Jianbo smiled embarrassedly: "I am also a calligraphy lover, and I especially like your poems. Can you give me a pair of calligraphy?"

An uncle with a long ponytail in his 40s is just looking at you eagerly. If you don't agree to this matter, you can't justify it!
"Okay, I'm fine!"

Ai Jianbo personally took out the four treasures of the study and did it himself. After everything was ready, Li Xiang took the last puff of his cigarette butt.

Dip the brush in the ink, and after hesitating for a moment, Li Xiang asked, "Does Editor-in-Chief Ai have any particularly favorite poems?"

"I can do it, I can do it!"

It's okay, but it's the most difficult thing to do!
No requirement is the biggest requirement!

Li Xiang thought about it carefully, a veteran publishing house with strong outsiders but middle-ranked employees, bet his life and wealth, and pressured him to win!

Then do as he wishes!
consider!

Write down!

Swipe!

"Recalling Qin'e Loushan Pass"

[The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called the frost morning moon. 】

[Shuang Chenyue, the sound of horseshoes breaking, and the sound of horns swallowing. 】

[Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now it's over from the beginning. 】

[From the beginning, Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood. 】

(End of this chapter)