(Congratulations to the old man of Tinghai, the new leader, I am inexplicably grateful!)
I heard Shen Lang say that he wanted to crush Zhu Wenhua's "Dream of Mandarin Ducks" into scum.
Deng Xian, the wretched middle-aged shopkeeper, couldn't help shrinking his neck, and said, "My lord, this... this is difficult."
Shen Lang said: "How many copies of Zhu Wenhua's "Dream of Mandarin Ducks" did you sell?"
Deng Xiandao: "4,600 copies, these are the books issued by Lanshan City, and the sales volume is the highest besides the Four Books and Five Classics."
Lanshan City's large channels can cover thirty or forty cities with millions of people.
So 4,600 copies is indeed a very high sales volume.
Deng Xiandao: "Zhu Wenhua is the son of an aristocrat, a young man who raises people, and a great talent. His books are also well-written. Therefore, no matter whether he is from a small family or a famous lady, everyone has a copy of his books. Many rich ladies are particularly infatuated with him. Buy hundreds of copies and give one to all the servants and beauties at home."
Shen Lang couldn't help thinking of those little fresh meats on earth in his previous life. Every time a movie was released, there would be crazy female fans who would buy hundreds of tickets at once, and then stand at the entrance of the movie theater, giving away one to everyone they saw.
It's just that the style is a bit low in doing so.
With such a great influence, it's no wonder that after Shen Lang was banned, all the bookstores in Lanshan City dared not publish books for Shen Lang.
Shen Lang said: "Master Deng, how many books have you sold at most?"
Deng Xiandao: "There are 2,700 volumes, but 70% of that book is paintings, and the remaining 30% are words, and it is very explicit and vulgar, which is completely different from your book."
Then Deng Xian hesitated a little and said: "To be honest, your book level is a bit too high. I'm afraid my guests won't be able to adapt to it. The reason why you dare to estimate 3,000 volumes is because your meat dramas are too written. Well, your illustrations are better."
Shen Lang said: "Then how many copies of Zhu Wenhua's "Dream of Mandarin Ducks" can you buy?"
Deng Xiandao: "Five thousand copies, or even six thousand copies."
Because the first volume of "Mandarin Duck Dream" has cultivated too many readers, countless people are eagerly waiting for it.
Therefore, the sales of the second volume must be very scary.
Deng Xiandao: "If I push hard, your book can sell 3,000 copies, but no matter how high the truth is, it will be difficult. It is even more impossible to surpass Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dream" volume two."
Then, Deng Xian looked straight and said: "To be honest, Mr. Shen, your book is much better than Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dream", and it is not even at the same level at all, but... maybe your book is so good that most people I don't quite understand it."
Shen Lang was taken aback, you only watch meaty dramas, do you know if a book is good
Deng Xian said speechlessly: "I... I used to be an author too. It's true that I write badly. I'm still very accurate in reading other people's books."
"Anyway, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. If you want to surpass Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dream" Volume 2, the villain really can't do it."
Deng Xian said honestly.
Shen Lang smiled and said: "The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys? Isn't it just to attract attention? No problem, I guarantee that when this book is released, it will be exciting... oh no, it's the aroma."
Shen Lang said: "Shopkeeper Deng, I'll give you an idea, and you'll print it hard. If you don't sell 3,000 copies, I'll pay you to make up for it. But if you sell more than 3,000 copies."
Deng Xian said straightforwardly: "You get 20% of each book."
Wow! The royalties are so high.
This Deng Xian is a character, and he directly shouted the highest share.
Of course Shen Lang didn't want to make money, but if he could transfer a sum of money, what's wrong with that
"Okay." Deng Xian said: "Then I will use the best tin movable type for you, and use the last master to give you rigid illustrations. Regardless of all manpower and material resources, your book and Zhu Wenhua's "Dream of Mandarin Ducks" will be published at the same time. "
Shen Lang said: "He sells it in a bookstore, so we will set up a stall to sell it. For any bookstore that sells "Mandarin Duck Dream", we will set up a stall in front of his door."
Such a rascal
Shen Lang said: "Shopkeeper Deng, are you strong enough?"
Playing hooligans also requires confidence and skill.
Deng Xian said with a disdainful smile: "No problem, who am I afraid of with my hob meat?"
Shen Lang said: "Wait a moment, I will add some chapters to the book and draw another illustration."
Then, Shen Lang picked up the brush, improvised, and added some content to the original manuscript.
Jin Mucong went up to take a look, and was dumbfounded again.
Because Shen Lang added a new character.
The name of this character is Zhu Wenshan, who was born in a down-and-out aristocrat, a concubine, and in order to continue to live a life of prosperity and wealth, he became the male favorite of Ximen officials and was raised outside.
In the plot, the official Ximen went to spoil him twice, once in the room and once on the roof.
And Shen Lang's new illustration is the picture on the roof.
Not only that, this Zhu Wenshan is also having an affair with Ximen, and he also specially draws illustrations.
Jin Mucong and Deng first looked at the characters in this painting, and immediately felt very familiar.
Jin Mucong couldn't help but mourn for Zhu Wenhua for a quarter of an hour.
If this book becomes popular, then Zhu Wenhua's reputation will be completely ruined.
Of course in reality he didn't become a business man's favorite, but who cares about the facts.
What everyone loves is the rumor, and then repeat it five hundred times, and treat it as reality.
Shen Lang asked Deng Xian: "Is this okay?"
Deng Xian smiled disdainfully and said, "No problem, what's the problem?"
It seems that this person also has a backer, and he doesn't take Zhu Wenhua seriously.
"Then I'll wait and see, waiting for the moment of our new written market." Shen Lang said.
Deng Xian put away the manuscript solemnly, bowed to Shen Lang and said, "I will not let the two young masters down."
Then, he said again: "Mr. Shen, the smell of this wine is also afraid that the alley is deep..."
Shen Lang said: "Don't worry, I'll go back right away, and guarantee that on the day our book is released, many people's attention will be drawn, and it will catch people's hearts."
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After Shen Lang returned home!
Become an artist in no time.
He wants to draw a poster!
This poster is too awesome and hot to catch the eye, and it is also in color, so it can't be printed, so he can only draw it by hand.
Each poster is more than one meter long and half a meter wide.
There are scrolls and banners.
Each one is drawn with a very realistic western photo sketch method, and it is also in color.
Although it is not as good as the photo, it has reached 80% of the authenticity of the photo.
As for the scale of this poster
Then there is no need to talk!
There are three main characters, Ximen Daguanren, Zhu Wenshan, and Ximen Xianxian.
That action, that form, that hotness.
In this world without photos, in this age of freehand painting, the impact is simply explosive.
It's so real, it's so haunting.
It is comparable to the dvd cover of some movies, and it is also a large poster.
In addition to the scale, the lethality is even greater than the bikini posters in the beauty contest.
After Jin Mucong broke in accidentally, he saw Ximen Xianxian kneeling in the picture.
Immediately, his breathing burst into flames.
Blushing and staring at him for three minutes.
"Brother-in-law, I take my leave."
Then, he bent over and walked away, not knowing why.
…
The next day, Jin Mucong accidentally broke into Shen Lang's room again.
His complexion is a bit bad.
This time, I saw Ximen Xianxian sitting on the ground with her legs spread out.
gosh...
This picture is lethal.
Jin Mucong covered his nose suddenly, bent over and said, "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving again."
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Day three!
Jin Mucong broke into Shen Lang's study with his eyes darkened.
Immediately, he saw two men and Ximen Xianxian.
Just an explosive picture.
Jin Mucong squatted down in pain, and cried out in pain: "Brother-in-law, I, I really can't do it anymore, my skin is broken."
Shen Lang said disdainfully: "This is art, look at your vulgar appearance."
Then, he began to recall the lady's silk trousers in his mind, this time he had washed them, dried them and put them back in their original place.
I don't know if the washing is dry or not, will the lady smell a peculiar smell
"Brother-in-law, this woman really looks 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 will not have to eat, and can drink countless milks."
Jin Mucong was startled and said, "Brother-in-law, what are you talking about..."
After a while, Jin Mucong's breathing became rough again.
"This is too bad, brother-in-law, I have to say goodbye again..."
Then, he left again.
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Day four!
With green eyes, Jin Mucong limped into Shen Lang's room.
Seeing Shen Lang painting again.
This time it was Ximen officials, Zhu Wenshan and Ximen Xianxian.
However, the main force is Ximen Daguanren and Zhu Wenshan, Ximen Xianxian is just a bystander.
"Brother-in-law, spare your life, spare your life..." Jin Mucong covered his waist in pain and said, "It's really going to die."
However, he took a look at the picture scroll, and suddenly became sluggish.
"Ouch..."
Because the picture caused strong discomfort, it can be seen that Satoshi Kaneki's orientation is very normal.
Jin Mucong looked at Shen Lang respectfully and said, "Brother-in-law, as an artist, it's really not easy, it's really not easy, it's equivalent to stuffing shit into your mouth."
These words were so disgusting that Shen Lang couldn't bear it anymore and retched for a while.
"Fatty man, can you speak? I hate you...sister!" Shen Lang cursed.
At this time, Jin Mulan walked in.
But seeing the tragic scene in front of her, she walked out without a sound.
I sighed inwardly.
It's better not to see the dark side of your husband.
…
One day Shen Lang went to look through Mulan's cabinet.
Found that the little silk trousers he had used and washed were missing.
Did Mulan throw it away, or did she wear it
A day later, Shen Lang found it on the clothes rail.
Immediately, his heart felt as if he was hitting a rabbit, the lady really wore it.
Xiaobing, you are so serious, why are you in such a hurry to wash it off
…
Time flies like water, and time flies like a shuttle.
The days when you can't pretend to be aggressive pass by quickly.
Thirteen days passed.
Deng Xian used the greatest human, material and financial resources to complete the engraving, printing, cutting and book making in only thirteen days.
He personally delivered the first copy of "The Boundless Wind and Moon of Jin Ping Mei" to Earl Xuanwu's residence.
With this cover, even Shen Lang felt his heart tremble when he looked at it.
There are three characters on this cover.
Official Ximen and Zhu Wenshan were in the room, while Ximen Xianxian was peeping from the window.
She was wearing a pocket, very cool, and her back was simply breathtaking.
"Young Master, how is the effect?" Deng Xian asked.
Shen Lang said: "Super good."
Deng Xiandao: "The villain has absolute confidence, and it will definitely be a hit! The day after tomorrow is the day when Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dream" volume 2 will be released. We will release this book together with him, and wherever his books are sold, we will be opposite. .”
Then, Deng Xian said: "It's just that the fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. I'm really worried that I won't be able to sell him..."
My day, you know this sentence, right
Without saying a word, Shen Lang yanked the curtain on the wall.
Suddenly, a dozen huge colorful posters suddenly appeared.
Realistic, hot, and soul-stirring.
"Ah..." Deng Xian screamed and squatted down suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, the other hand quickly covered his nose.
The visual impact is too strong.
It's a soul bomb!
Shen Lang said: "Is this enough fragrance?"
Deng Xian tremblingly said: "Young Master Shen, let's fuck him and crush Zhu Wenhua into scum!"
…
Once again, time flies like water, and time flies like a shuttle.
After two days.
"Jin Ping Mei Zhi Feng Yue Boundless" co-written by Shen Lang and Jin Mucong, and the second volume of "Dream of Mandarin Duck" by Zhu Wenhua were released at the same time.
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Note: The 3,500-word chapter is deeply respected by everyone!