章節 79: Chapter 79
He heard Shen Lang say that the sales of his new book would crush Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream.
The wretched middle-aged shopkeeper Deng Xian shrunk his neck and said, "Young Master, this … this is difficult."
Shen Lang said, "How many copies of Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream did he sell?"
Deng Xian said, "4,600 copies. This is the highest selling book in Lanshan City other than the Four Books and Five Classics."
Lanshan City's large distribution network could cover 30 to 40 cities and millions of people.
Therefore, 4,600 copies was indeed a very high sales volume.
Deng Xian said, "Zhu Wenhua is the son of a nobleman, a young scholar, and a gifted scholar. He also writes well. So everyone has a copy of his book, be it the daughter of a humble family or the daughter of a noble family. Many rich ladies are obsessed with him and often buy hundreds of books at once, giving one to every servant in their family. "
Shen Lang couldn't help but think of the little fresh meats in his previous life. Every time a movie was released, there would be crazy female fans who bought hundreds of tickets and stood at the entrance of the cinema, giving one to everyone they saw.
It was just that doing this was a little low class.
With such a big influence, it was no wonder that after Shen Lang was banned, all the bookstores in Lanshan City didn't dare to publish books for Shen Lang.
Shen Lang said, "Shopkeeper Deng, what is the highest number of copies of your book sold?"
Deng Xian said, "2,700 copies. But 70% of that book is pictures, and the remaining 30% is words. It is very vulgar and can't be mentioned in the same breath as your book."
Then Deng Xian said hesitantly, "To be honest, the standard of your book is a little too high. I'm afraid my customers won't be able to adapt. The reason why I dare to estimate 3,000 copies is because your scenes are too good and your illustrations are even better. "
Shen Lang said, "Then how many copies of Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream do you think will be sold?"
Deng Xian said, "5,000, maybe even 6,000."
Because the first volume of Mandarin Duck Dream had cultivated too many readers and countless people were waiting for it.
Therefore, the sales of the next volume would definitely be terrifying.
Deng Xian said, "If I push with all my might, your book can sell 3,000 copies, but it will be difficult to sell any higher. It is even more impossible to surpass Zhu Wenhua's' Mandarin Duck Dream 'volume 2."
Then, Deng Xian said seriously, "To be honest, Shen, your book is much better than Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream. It's not even on the same level. But … maybe your book is too good, and most people can't understand it."
Shen Lang was taken aback. You only know how to watch nude scenes, and you even know how to read a book?
Deng Xian was speechless. "I … I used to be an author too. It's true that I suck at writing, but I'm still very good at judging other people's books."
"In short, even good wine fears deep alleys. I really can't surpass Zhu Wenhua's second volume of 'Mandarin Duck Dream'."
Deng Xian replied honestly.
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Good wine is afraid of a deep alley? Wasn't it just attracting attention? No problem, I guarantee that when this book goes on the market, it will be very coquettish … Oh no, it will be very fragrant. "
Shen Lang said, "Manager Deng, I will cover for you. Just print as much as you can. If you can't sell 3,000 copies, I will pay you. But if you sell more than 3,000 copies. "
Deng Xian said directly, "You will take 20% of each copy."
Wow! This royalty is so high.
This Deng Xian is really someone. He directly shouted out the highest percentage.
Of course, Shen Lang did not want to make money. But if he can make a sum of money, what's wrong with that?
"Okay." Deng Xian said, "Then I will give you the best tin type typesetting, use the best master to give you the illustrations. I will spare no effort to make sure that your 'Boundless Plum Breeze and Moon' and Zhu Wenhua's' Mandarin Duck Dream 'hit the market at the same time."
Shen Lang said, "If he sells it in a bookstore, we will set up a stall in front of any bookstore that sells Mandarin Duck Dream."
So perverted? Deng Xian nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it."
Shen Lang said, "Manager Deng, can your body take it?"
You also need to have the ability to be a pervert.
Deng Xian smiled disdainfully and said, "No problem, when have I ever been afraid of anyone?"
Shen Lang said, "Wait a moment, I'll add a few more chapters to the book and draw another illustration."
Then, Shen Lang picked up a brush and improvised, adding some content to the original manuscript.
Jin Mucong went up to take a look and was stunned again.
This was because Shen Lang had added a new character into the team.
This character's name is Zhu Wenshan. He was born in an aristocratic family. He was a concubine's son. In order to continue to live a luxurious life, he became Ximen's boy toy and was raised outside.
In the plot, Ximen went to pamper him twice, once in the room, and once on the roof.
And the new illustration that Shen Lang drew was on the roof.
Not only that, but this Zhu Wenshan also had an affair with Ximen Xianxian.
Jin Mucong and Deng Xian looked at the character in the painting and suddenly felt that it was very familiar.
Jin Mucong couldn't help but mourn for Zhu Wenhua for a quarter of an hour.
If this book became popular, then Zhu Wenhua's reputation would be completely ruined.
Of course, in reality, he didn't become a businessman's boy toy, but who cares about the truth?
What people love is rumors, then repeat them 500 times and treat them as reality.
Shen Lang asked Deng Xian, "This should be fine, right?"
Deng Xian smiled disdainfully and said, "No problem, what problem can there be?"
It seems that this person also has a backer, and he didn't put Zhu Wenhua in his eyes.
"Then I will wait and see, waiting for the moment when our new book goes on the market." Shen Lang said.
Deng Xian solemnly put away the manuscript, then bowed to Shen Lang and said, "I won't let you two down."
Then, he said, "Shen, this wine is afraid of the deep alley …"
Shen Lang said, "Don't worry, I will go back now. I guarantee that when our book goes on the market, it will be eye-catching and captivating."
…
After Shen Lang returned home!
He immediately turned into an artist.
He wanted to draw posters!
This poster was too awesome and provocative, which was why it was eye-catching. Moreover, it was colorful, so it couldn't be printed. He could only draw it by hand.
Each poster was more than a meter long and half a meter wide.
There were vertical scrolls and banners.
Each one was drawn with a very realistic western sketch method, and they were in color.
Although they weren't as good as photos, they were 80% as realistic.
As for the scale of the poster?
There was no need to talk about it!
There were three main characters, Official Ximen, Zhu Wenshan, and Ximen Xianxian.
That movement, that form, that fiery.
In this world without photos, in this era of freehand painting, the impact was simply explosive.
It was too real, too captivating.
It was comparable to the DVD cover of some movies, and it was a large poster.
Coupled with the scale, the lethality was greater than a bikini poster in a beauty contest.
Then, what would be the result if these large colored posters were hung on bookstalls?
Would it be eye-catching? It would simply explode!
For example, after Jin Mucong accidentally broke in, he saw Ximen Xianxian's kneeling posture in the painting.
Suddenly, he breathed fire.
He blushed and stared at it for three minutes.
"Brother-in-law, I'm leaving."
Then, he walked away with his waist bent. No one knew where he went.
…
The next day, Jin Mucong accidentally broke into Shen Lang's room again.
He didn't look good.
This time, he saw Ximen Xianxian sitting on the ground with her legs open.
Oh my god …
This scene was lethal.
Jin Mucong suddenly covered his nose, bent over, and said, "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving again."
…
The third day!
Jin Mucong's eyes darkened as he broke into Shen Lang's study.
Immediately, he saw two men and Ximen Xianxian in the huge painting.
It was an explosive scene.
Jin Mucong squatted down in pain and cried out, "Brother-in-law, I, I really can't take it anymore. My skin is broken."
Shen Lang said disdainfully, "This is art. Look at how vulgar you are."
Then, his mind began to recall his wife's silk pants. This time, he had washed them, dried them, and put them back in their original place.
He didn't know if he had washed them clean, and if his wife would smell something strange?
"Brother-in-law, this woman looks so much like Xu Qianqian," Jin Mucong said, "You are giving Zhang Jin a thousand green hats."
"Yes." Shen Lang said, "For the next three years, Xu Qianqian won't need to eat. She can drink milk until she is full."
Jin Mucong was stunned. "Brother-in-law, what are you talking about …"
After a while, Jin Mucong's breathing became rough again.
"I can't take it anymore. Brother-in-law, I have to leave again …"
Then, he left again.
…
The fourth day!
Jin Mucong's eyes were green as he limped into Shen Lang's room.
He saw Shen Lang drawing again.
This time, it was Lord Ximen, Zhu Wenshan, and Ximen Xianxian.
However, the main force was Lord Ximen and Zhu Wenshan. Ximen Xianxian was just a bystander.
"Brother-in-law, spare me, spare me …" Jin Mucong clutched his waist in pain. "I will really die."
However, when he took a look at the painting, he immediately became dispirited.
"Ugh …"
Because of the strong discomfort caused by the painting, it could be seen that Jin Mucong's sexual orientation was very normal.
Jin Mucong looked at Shen Lang respectfully. "Brother-in-law, as an artist, it's really not easy, it's really not easy. This is equivalent to stuffing sh * t into your mouth."
These words were too disgusting. Shen Lang couldn't help but retch.
"Damn fatty, do you know how to speak? F * ck your … sister!" Shen Lang cursed.
At this time, Jin Mulan walked in.
But seeing the tragic scene in front of her, she walked out silently.
She sighed in her heart.
Husband had some dark side. It was better not to see it.
…
One day, Shen Lang went to Mulan's closet.
He found that the silk pants that he had used and washed were gone.
Did Mulan throw it away or wear it?
A day later, Shen Lang found it on the drying pole.
Suddenly, his heart was beating like a rabbit. His wife really wore it.
Xiao Bing, why are you in such a hurry to wash it off?
…
Time flowed like water, the years flew by.
The days when he couldn't show off flew by.
Thirteen days passed.
Deng Xian used all the manpower, material resources, and financial resources to complete the engraving, printing, cutting, and making of the book in only thirteen days.
He personally delivered the first book to Count Black Tortoise's manor, "Golden Vase/Plum Breeze and Moon".
Even Shen Lang felt his mind swaying when he saw the cover.
There were three people on the cover.
Ximen Guan and Zhu Wenshan were in the room, and Ximen Xianxian was peeping through the window.
She was wearing a hood and looked very cool. Her back was so attractive.
"Young Master, how is the effect?" Deng Xian asked.
Shen Lang said, "Super good."
Deng Xian said, "I have absolute confidence that it will be a big hit! The day after tomorrow is the day when the next volume of Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream will be released. Our book will be released at the same time as his, and we will put it on the opposite side of his book. "
Then, Deng Xian said, "However, good wine is afraid of the deep alley. I'm really worried that I can't sell it to him …"
F * ck, you'll know this sentence, won't you?
Without saying a word, Shen Lang suddenly pulled the curtain on the wall.
Suddenly, more than a dozen huge colorful posters suddenly appeared.
Lifelike, explosive, and soul-stirring.
"Ah …" Deng Xian screamed and suddenly squatted down.
Then, he quickly covered his nose with his other hand.
The visual impact was too strong.
It was like a soul bomb!
Shen Lang said, "Isn't it fragrant enough?"
Deng Xian said in a trembling voice, "Shen, let's f * ck him up and crush Zhu Wenhua!"
…
Once again, time flowed like water, and the years flew by.
Two days later.
Endless Plum Breeze, written by Shen Lang and Jin Mucong, and Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream, were released at the same time.
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