The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 100 0100, Hot Sales

Dazhou No. [-] Middle School, teacher's office.

Xiao Xiao is the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-].

After class, she walked into the office with a serious face.

"Mr. Xiao, which naughty ghost in your class made you angry again this time?"

Facing the inquiry from Jiao Jie, the physical education teacher, Xiao Xiao threw a few books in his hand onto his desk, and said, "Mr. Jiao, you don't know that five novels were confiscated in one class. It really pissed me off."

Jiao Jie smiled, and said, "You are just too kind, you should be stricter, like Teacher Xu Yang, no student dares to read novels or play with mobile phones in his class."

"Lawless." At this time, Xu Yang rushed in, followed by two little boys.

Seeing this, Jiao Jie was very surprised and asked, "Mr. Xu, what happened to them? Didn't hand in their homework?"

"I hope it's because I didn't hand in my homework." Xu Yang snorted and said, "The two of them dare to read novels under my nose."

Novel again?

Jiao Jie suddenly felt a little pain in his face.

Just a moment ago, he swore to Xiao Xiao that none of the students in Xu Yang's class dared to read novels, but in the blink of an eye he was slapped in the face.

Xiao Xiaodao: "I also confiscated five novels in class just now."

Xu Yang said: "I see that teachers in other grades have also confiscated a lot. It's strange. How could there be a sudden wave of reading novels?"

Xiao Xiaodao: "I'm also wondering. Although the students in our class are a bit mischievous and occasionally find a very few secretly playing with their mobile phones in class, they have never found anyone reading this kind of paper novel."

Xu Yang turned to the two little boys and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Of the two little boys, one bowed his head in silence, playing with the zipper of the school uniform, the other sighed, and said with a bitter face: "Teacher, you can't blame us, if you want to blame, you can blame the Crossover King."

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "What crossover king?"

Pointing to the novels on the desk, the little boy said, "The Crossover Heavenly King is the author of these two novels."

Xu Yang said coldly: "What is he to blame? He forced you to read his novels in class?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "No, but... His writing is so wonderful that people can't stop reading it. If you don't read it, your heart will itch."

Xu Yang said: "I can't control you in your spare time, but you must abide by the discipline in the classroom, and you will be promoted to a third grade next semester. If you don't work hard at this time and lay a solid foundation, how will you face the college entrance examination?"

The little boy said: "Teacher, I know I was wrong."

Xu Yang asked another little boy, "What about you?"

Another little boy raised his head and said, "Teacher, I also know I was wrong."

Xu Yang said: "If you are a first-time offender, just write a [-]-word self-criticism and go back to class."

The little boy who kept his head down all the time turned around and left quickly.

And the little boy who talked more, still stood there motionless.

Xu Yang said, "You can go back."

The little boy said, "Teacher, can I take the novel away? I promise, I won't read it in class."

Xu Yang turned on the education mode again, and said earnestly: "Your grades have always been stagnant in the class, have you ever thought about working hard? How do I usually tell you, 'If you are young and don't work hard, the boss It's just sad', as a student, it's..."

The little boy's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and his gaze stayed on the novel on the desk.

At this time, the school bell rang.

The little boy rolled his eyes and said, "Teacher, I'm going back to class first." After speaking, he walked away.

Xu Yang said helplessly, "Dead wood cannot be carved."

All of a sudden, Jiao Jie at the next table let out a "puchi" laugh, "Mr. Xu, please read this passage quickly. The fight between Monkey King and Zhu Bajie is too much."

Xu Yang stretched his head subconsciously to take a look.

【"Do you really think you can beat me, monkey? You think you are a master, you can save the common people, Guanyin and Jade Emperor are playing you like a monkey, oh, sorry, you are a monkey, hahahaha... "

"pig!"

"monkey!"

"Pig!"

"Monkey brain!"

"pig intestine!"

"Monkey butt..."]

"Hehe..." Immediately, Xu Yang came to his senses and said, "Mr. Jiao, why are you reading the confiscated novel?"

"Not to mention, the writing is really interesting." Seeing Xu Yang's face collapsed, Jiao Jie hurriedly said, "Mr. Xu, I remember you still have a class this morning, right?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Xu Yang hurried to the classroom.

Jiao Jie went to close the office door, went back to his seat, and continued the unfinished "Wukong Biography".

Today, this scene is being played out in many schools.

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"Zhu Xian", "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", "Cat's Eye", "The Dartman", and "The Legend of Wukong" have occupied the book sales list of bookstores in major cities in China.

"Boss, give me a set of novels about crossover kings."

"Boss, do you have "Bartman" here?"

"Boss, bring me a copy of "Wukong Biography". The one I bought last night was confiscated by the teacher today."

"Boss, there are six volumes each of "Zhu Xian" and "Maoyan", and I want to give them to my friends."

"Boss, is "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" still available?"

……

Xuefu Bookstore is a small bookstore located in the suburb of HLD.

Beginning in the afternoon, wave after wave of customers came inexplicably, and they just asked for the novel of the cross-border king.

The boss was confused.

His small bookstore had only a few customers the day before. When had there been such a flow of customers?

At the same time, he was also fortunate that when he purchased the goods the day before yesterday, he listened to the agent's suggestion and took some novels by that crossover king.

The goods I bought the day before yesterday were all sold out, and I placed an order last night, and each novel has [-] volumes, a total of [-] volumes, which is more than the books in the store combined, but the boss is confident that it will sell Lose.

"Everyone, everyone, it's really all sold out."

Looking at the eight or nine customers in front of him, the boss's heart is bleeding, and he can sell at least twenty copies.

But there is no way, the delivery car has been missing today, an hour later than usual and still hasn't arrived.

One of them asked, "When will it be available?"

Many of them went to three or five bookstores, but the result was the same, they were sold out.

"Next..." Before the boss could say the word "noon", he saw the delivery car and immediately changed his words: "Here we come, the goods are here."

"Boss, I'll help you unload the goods, sell me a copy first."

"I'm coming too, I'm coming too."

……

Everyone stepped forward to help one after another, fearing that if they were too slow, they would be robbed.

Seeing this, the boss laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

After finishing his work and sending away the group of customers, he randomly picked out a book and looked through it.

"Is there such a great magic power? Everyone is rushing to buy it."

Usually the best sellers are science fiction novels, such as martial arts, fairy tales, and fantasy novels. It is difficult to sell a few copies a month. It's not that no one reads them, but that there are very few books that can be read.

Time passed with the sound of pages turning.

The boss's expression changed from time to time, sometimes surprised, sometimes happy, sometimes sad...

"What a book "The Legend of Wukong"!"

The boss closed the book and couldn't help sighing, the conception is novel, the plot is ups and downs, fascinating, and the plainness shows extraordinary literary skills.

At the same time, in the suburbs of Modu, the temporary office of the Novel Monthly Magazine.

The small barn is full now, but in fact there are only six people.

"Add [-] copies of "Zhu Xian", yes, yes."

"Hello, Fiction Monthly Magazine, yes, yes, yes...the order is placed with us."

"Your goods have been delivered, and they will be delivered by air as required. Please pay attention to the logistics dynamics yourself."

"How can we be pirates, we have obtained the authorization of the cross-border king himself."

"The 100 million order from the European agent, right? I just asked, and it is already being printed urgently, and the delivery will be delivered at noon tomorrow at the earliest."

……

The smile on Zheng Rong's face never went down.

In just one week, the total sales volume of the five novels of Crossover Heavenly King exceeded 500 million copies. At present, domestic and foreign orders have received 1000 million copies, and the orders are still increasing.

After Dong Jie hung up the phone, she said happily, "Brother Zheng, just now came another million-dollar order."

"Understood." Zheng Rong gave a thumbs up.

Guo Chuan was not so happy, sighed, and said, "Brother Zheng, our magazine has been greatly affected, and sales have plummeted by [-]%."

The others were all silent when they heard the words.

However, Zheng Rong said with a smile: "But generally speaking, the magazine is developing in a good direction."

This is a fact.

The smile on his face was even wider, and he continued: "Besides, the crossover king has already promised that the next short story will be serialized in our magazine simultaneously."

"yeah!"

This was good news. Immediately, there was a burst of cheers in the small warehouse.

(End of this chapter)