Wang Bo’s new book is about to be launched. In addition to himself and his friends, the most exciting and exciting thing is the students of No. 4 Middle School. A middle school student can not only publish his articles in magazines, but also turn them into lead types and gather them into books and list them in Xinhua Bookstores across the country. In the eyes of ordinary people, especially students of similar age, it is quite awesome and powerful thing. After all, before the rampant online writers became popular, writers, like scientists, painters, and musicians, had a very high social status and a threshold that ordinary people could not reach because of their rareness. Not all Amao and Agou could be.

Therefore, although it is not published by one, it is also a honor and glorious thing for students from the No. 4 Middle School in the same school with Wang Bo. Going out to talk to people from other schools can be used as a good topic of conversation and even a capital to show off.

This is how people are. When they cannot become celebrities, they look forward to getting along with celebrities. If they can’t, even if they have met and taken photos with celebrities, and knowing all kinds of gossips about celebrities will make many people feel elated and have an invisible sense of superiority.

So, through various rumors, the students of No. 4 Middle School who learned that Wang Bo’s new book will be on May 8, that is, tomorrow, were all ready to buy it, and planned to go to Xinhua Bookstore or several private bookstores in Sifang early on May 8!

It’s impossible not to grab it. A few novels and essays published in "Science Fiction World" and "Benzi" a few months ago are living examples and bloody lessons:

The hands are fast, but the hands are slow!

Early in the morning on May 8, as soon as Wang Bo arrived in the classroom, he heard classmates chattering about buying new books from "Brother Bo" and "Brother Bo" at noon after school, and then bought them back for him to sign.

A few Wang Bo's friends and fans, such as Tang Jian, Han Lin, Xu Jing, Zhou Shu and others, even shouted why they had to wait until noon to finish school? They might just go after the second class and not to do some class breaks. If it was noon, the lessons learned from buying a magazine last time would be in vain and return empty-handed.

After Tang Jian and Han Lin said this, everyone in the class immediately applauded, and they didn't even bother to talk about it, so they would go to the end of the second class.

However, all students cannot go there, otherwise the students who do not have Class 7 on the playground will not be good at doing exercises. I might as well send a few representatives to help everyone pick up books.

Tang Jian and Han Lin, who were shouting the most, simply volunteered. Zhou Shu and Xu Jing, the "Three Musketeers", met and joined in. Then two more men joined in, six people, each of whom brought seven or eight books, and they could almost bring back dozens of books together.

Then they collected the money, and everyone touched the bags and handed over the money for buying the books to six people, asking them to help them buy it.

More than 50 students in Class 7, except for Wang Bo himself, almost all paid for their own pockets and supported Wang Bo, the boss who brought great glory to Class 7 with his own practical actions, including Li Junfeng, who hated Wang Bo, and Liu Wei, the former deskmate of Wang Bo.

Li Junfeng and Liu Wei, who have a "hate of taking over wife" with Wang Bo, really don't want to buy Wang Bo's books. However, they only dare to bury their hatred for Wang Bo. On the surface, like the rest of the class, they are both Wang Bo's "good brothers" and "good classmates". Everyone paid for it, but they didn't pay it, which was really eye-catching.

"Even if I buy your book, I will tear it off and wipe my asshole when I get home." Both of them thought fiercely. After thinking about it, they quickly became proud of their wonderful idea, and then felt at ease, unlike as reluctant as before, as if they were just now, they were as disgusting as if they had eaten a fly.

Two minutes before the third class, Tang Jian, Han Lin and other six people who were trusted by the students in the class ran back to the classroom panting with a stack of books. As soon as they entered the classroom, Tang Jian shouted excitedly: "Good guy! Fortunately, we went there early, otherwise we would not think about reading Boss Bo's books today! In Xinhua Bookstore, there were so many people, almost all students from No. 4 Middle School! Haha, we are still wise! Boss, hurry up and sign me! I want your new book owner/female sign!"

In the next few minutes, the entire Class 7 became a noisy vegetable market. Those who took books were asked to sign, those who asked to sign, or those who asked to sign, or were excited and incredible to look at the new book of Wang Bo, who was beautifully bound and ink-scented. All Wang Bo's articles have actually been read by these students in his class, and many people have read them several times. But in the past, those articles were scattered in several magazines, and it was the first time that they were all concentrated in one book.

On May 8th, for the students of No. 4 Middle School, they are destined to be excited and happy.

But for Wang Bo, the initiator, it was an extremely "suffering", a day of pain and happiness.

From the third class, he had almost no free hands, either signing the students in the class or signing the students in other classes. By noon, he had signed more than 300 books by himself!

This is only two classes, and because of the class, it is not convenient for many students from other classes to find him. They can only hand over the books to him when the get out of class is over and then pick them up after school.

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"Hehe, are you busy? Are you cramped in your hands? Are you tired?" During lunch, Liang Ya, who was sitting opposite Wang Bo, smiled and joked. There were also many book fans who admired Wang Bo in Class 9. She ran out of school to buy his new book that he had launched today while having sex in the morning, and asked Liang Ya to ask her boyfriend to help sign.

"I am really busy, and my hands are a little cramped, but I can't feel tired at all. I wish all the primary and secondary school students in the Fourth Middle School, and even all the four sides would come to me to sign. It costs one or two yuan to sign once. Ten times, one or two times, and one or two hundred times. In these two classes in the morning, your husband earned five or six hundred yuan. Why do you feel tired?" Wang Bo replied with a smile.

"Xiaobo, judging from this attitude, your debut work is probably going to be a big seller! How many copies do you think you can sell this year? Can it become a bestseller?" Liang Ya asked. She didn't care much about her boyfriend's other businesses, but her girlfriend was extremely concerned about the writing business.

"This is not easy to predict. My book is popular in Sifang because I am a Sifang. Many students in the school support me, because they are all for the sake of fellow villagers and alumni. They may not really like it." Wang Bo said. Of course, he hoped that his book would be popular, but he was not overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of his classmates to buy today.

"But Xiaobo, the three novels and three essays in your new book are really good, and every classic! I believe it will definitely be a big hit!" Liang Ya cheered Wang Bo.

"Then I will accept your good words, Xiaoya." Wang Bo smiled, but thought in his heart that whether a book can sell well and become a bestseller has nothing to do with the quality of the book itself, but it has something to do with whether the book writer is famous and whether it can cause a trend across the country. Regarding the road of writing, the foreshadowing and the momentum that should be built have been completed last year. He believes that as long as there are no major mistakes or major accidents, his debut/female work is very likely to become a dark horse in the literary book market this year, just like the cold "Sanched Gate" in the previous life and the books written by Guo Jinming.

While eating, the two talked about Wang Bo's new book. What impact will the future sales have in the book market? If it sells well, the publishing society will not arrange for him to go to major cities to sign and sell books, which is very happy.

After eating at noon, Wang Bo suddenly remembered that since the new book he had published was on the market, it was reasonable to give one to several teachers who taught him in the school, several relevant leaders, and even two directors of the Education Bureau. Writers Publishing House sent him a few sample books some time ago, but there were not many sample books, only seven or eight, so he did not dare to make a big fuss. He only told his confidantes and cousins ​​Li Junhua, Xue Tao, and Li Jing and other business partners. In school, only Liang Ya and his deskmate Liao Xiaoqing knew about the sample books. After the few sample books were finished, he was privately divided by everyone before he could even warm up. Therefore, if he wanted to deliver the books, he had to buy a few copies by himself.

So, after the meal, Wang Bo asked Liang Ya to accompany her to Xinhua Bookstore and said she wanted to buy a few books to give to others. Liang Ya naturally agreed happily, and wanted to take the opportunity to see how her boyfriend's new book sold in the bookstore.

"By the way, Xiaoya, why did Uncle Liang come to pick you up every day during the evening self-study these two days?" Wang Bo remembered another thing and asked casually.

"I don't know what my father was crazy these two days, but he actually ran to the school gate to pick me up for the first time! It was the first time he came to pick me up in the past ten years since he was in school. I asked him, he just said that the public security in all directions was not good during this period, and I was afraid something might happen when I came back - how could something happen? There were so many people on the road and there were street lights. He called him not to pick me up, but he didn't listen." When talking about the evening self-study these two days, Liang Ya was frowning because his father had been waiting for her at the back door of the school when she was taking evening self-study for two consecutive days. When Liang Jingquan came, Wang Bo naturally would not send Liang Ya to avoid suspicion. Liang Ya was also very upset that he could not come and go with her boyfriend.

When Wang Bo heard Liang Ya's old man used some pretext to pick Liang Ya up, he felt a little strange. He and Xue Tao and Li Jing had to drink night beer almost once a week. If the public security in all directions deteriorated, or if there were any wanted criminals across the country who ran to Sifang, Xue Tao would not notify him and told him to be careful.

Did Liang Jingquan begin to doubt Xiaoya and me? Thinking of this possibility, Wang Bo was shocked and asked quickly: "Xiaoya, do you think Uncle Liang doubts our relationship? Has he asked about me recently?"

"Didn't ask much?" Liang Ya raised her eyebrows and fell into deep thought. "However, I asked about your current situation the night before yesterday, and asked if I was close to you."

"You're talking to the public?"

"No!" Liang Ya shook her head, "My dad disagrees that we are playing friends now, how could I be careless?"

"That's strange!" Wang Bo narrowed his eyes, thinking about it. He always felt that he saw Liang Jingquan at the back door of the school the night before yesterday. When he walked up to say hello, Liang Jingquan looked at him with something wrong.

"Forget it, it's very likely that this guy is alone because his wife is not here, lonely and cold. Just find a reason to pick up his daughter and pass the time. Since Liang Jingquan hasn't discovered my relationship with Xiaoya yet, it's no big deal and there's nothing to worry about. But after evening self-study in the future, he can't go home with Xiaoya, and then get into a corner where no one is in love. This is a bit regretful!" Wang Bo shook his head and stopped thinking about this little episode that made him feel a little regretful.

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Chapter completed!