Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

The next day, "Your Name" was released.

Although Yunshui Publishing House advertises that it is as fierce as a tiger, in fact, no one is sure about the sales volume. Dongjing and San deliberately went to the bookstore to stay in the bookstore, just to grasp the first-hand sales data.

He even took Jiang Yizhi with him.

The two of them lurked in the bookstore for a long time. At first, there were not many people who bought books, but with the time of lunch, the flow of people gradually increased, and many white-collar workers, middle school students, and those who came out for a walk were all picking and reading books in the bookstore.

The cover of "Your Name" is a draft by Jiang Yizhi.

According to his memories, he painted the posters of the movies that he remembered in his previous life. Cherry blossom trees, neon lights, the sky blue sky and white clouds that cover the whole picture, and the hero and heroine back to back.

On the top right of the cover, a pure white tick pen on a blue background typeset "Kun's Name は." "These words.

Yes, there is a period after your name.

After the draft is handed over to a professional artist for polishing, the whole painting style becomes beautiful, dreamy, and bells and whistles.

particularly eye-catching.

Many people were attracted by the cover at first, and they started to read it, but once they read it, they couldn't stop.

The 100,000-word novella, at most, only took more than half an hour to browse through. Dongjing and San watched with relief as many people took the book to pay the bill, and felt that the hair that had fallen out in the past two days had a tendency to grow back.

He asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Jiang Yizhi said vaguely, "It feels okay."

"Hahahahahahaha..." Dongjing and San laughed loudly, "Xiaozhi, this is because you don't understand the book market."

With his expressions of "Ask me, ask me," and "The president is here to tell you hot knowledge", he succeeded in making Jiang Yizhi laugh.

Following Dongjing and San's tone, he made a curious expression: "What do you mean?"

Dongjing and San raised their mouths and coughed reservedly.

Then, he tactically paused for a second, as if sorting out his words, and said slowly: "If a rookie writer like you is generally not well-known, even if there are huge publicity resources, ordinary bookstores will not put them in the stock after purchasing. Put your book in a prominent place."

Dongjing and San pointed to a brown book with a red background in the most conspicuous position: "Look, this is Teacher Higashino's new work, "Fantasy Flower", and bookstores usually put this kind of book at the front for readers. Read, because Higashino-sensei is very famous."

"For books like ours, they all talk about sales. Usually, at the beginning, readers are only allowed to choose by themselves. If they think the content is good, they will be given a good position."

"But now, the number of people who buy our book and pay for it is comparable to that of "Fantasy Flower"! Our location is not as good as Mr. Higashino's!"

Dongjing and Mitsukoshi became more and more excited, and at the end they summed it up in one sentence: "The sales of "Your Name" must be stable!"

He has a loud voice. At first, Jiang Yizhi just listened carefully, nodding his head a few times from time to time, and showing a stunned look at the right position, but many people around him couldn't help but turn to Dongjing and Sanhe Jiang. Transfer to the weave.

Jiang Yizhi: "..."

Without saying a word, he dragged Dongjing and San directly out of the bookstore.

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Weifu visited a number of bookstores privately, until he was forced to rush back to the publishing house because he was busy with work, and Dongjing and San still had an unfinished look on their faces.

I don't know why, but it's very good anyway.

When he left, he couldn't help holding Jiang Yizhi's hand and said, "Xiaozhi, you are the hero of our publishing house."

Jiang Yizhi: "..."

Dongjing and San left, Jiang Yizhi had to complete the task of the black organization.

He rode in the car and rushed to the training ground.

As soon as he entered the door of the training ground, a knife flew across the sky. Seeing that it was already in front of him, Jiang Yizhi moved with a snakeskin, and with his physical memory, he easily avoided the blade.

The knife "clanged" and fell to the ground.

Jiang Yizhi took a step forward, raised his eyes, and met Qin Jiu's gaze: "Teacher."

Jin Jiu commented lightly and lightly, "I haven't regressed in my skills yet."

Jiang Yizhi didn't speak. He picked up the knife on the ground. This thing was originally hanging on the wall of the training ground. It was light and beautiful in shape and was a veritable decoration. Although it looks sharp, it doesn't actually do much damage.

"Is there any fruit here?" he asked.

Akai Shuichi said, "There is in the kitchen."

The training ground is vast, with not only indoor training grounds, but also outdoor grounds connected to the indoor ones.

There is also a large seating area.

It is possible to buy such a large piece of land in a place like Tokyo, Japan, where the land and gold are so expensive—and it was not bought after the Japanese property market fell off a cliff. The era when the training ground was built was the 1980s, the golden age of Japanese real estate water injection. It's enough to show that the people in the winery have a lot of stupid money.

Jiang Yizhi went to the kitchen to bring a watermelon - fruits in Japan are really expensive, and watermelons are even more expensive, especially now that it's autumn.

In other words, the organization has deep pockets and such benefits.

He skillfully wiped the watermelon skin with a rag~www.readwn.com~ Using the knife used for decoration as a fruit slicer, he cut the watermelon evenly.

The flesh of the melon is fresh and the skin is thin and watery.

"Come on, let's all eat fruit."

Jiang Yizhi greeted: "Teacher, yours. Zhu Xingsang, here it is.... Vodka, don't be dumb, take a sip too."

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Is it true that the style of painting inside the organization is like this?

He took the watermelon hesitantly, and then saw that Jiang Yizhi had already taken a tooth of watermelon and held it in his hand.

Not polite at all.

Jin Jiu didn't pick up the flesh of the watermelon. It would be better for him to die if a killer like him, who values ​​face very much, eats watermelon in public.

Vodka hesitated for a moment, glanced at the gin, but didn't take it, just handed it to Jiang Yizhi with a "good intentions received" expression.

Jiang Yizhi said regretfully, "Oh, then I have to eat the watermelons for you two. I'm so sorry."

Akai Shuichi: "..." I really didn't see that you were a little embarrassed.

Gin: "..."

He said coldly, "Chijiang Zhi."

"Yes, teacher."

Jin Jiu narrowed his eyes: "Tell me, what is this book about?"

Next to him, there is a novel with a delicate, beautiful cover and bells and whistles, with four big characters embedded on it: "Your Majesty's Name は. 》

Jiang Yizhi hesitated for a while, then asked slowly, "...Who among you bought this book?"

Why did this kind of girly cartoon style appear in Conan, and it was still the childhood shadow black organization that burst into the air!

Akai Shuichi: "Cough."

When he bought it, he didn't expect this book to be so strange.