After all the recommendations in the free period were gone, the new book on Song Porcelain has already reached 40,000 collections. Although the channel did not meet expectations, it also achieved good results.
There are more Song Dynasty porcelains, and it was recommended, so the word count had reached 200,000 words when it was put on the shelves, and the editor's recommendation was an inverted V.
Finally, Song Ci and the editor agreed on a deadline of 130,000 words, and the new book was finally put on the shelves.
On the day of its launch, Song Ci’s sales exploded to 30,000. Due to the inverted V effect, the average order did not meet expectations, but the effect of the first order was maximized.
Looking at the ever-growing number of subscriptions in the background, Song Ci happily threw herself into Jiang Xingzhou's arms.
"Hey, hey, he fell down."
Jiang Xingzhou was not prepared at all and was almost knocked to the ground by the pressure.
Although there was no obvious dust on the ground, it was not clean either.
He supported himself on the ground with one hand and held Song Ci's waist with the other hand to sit up straight, then he held Song Ci's waist and hips with both hands to lift her up, and sat down on the sofa.
Sinking into the softness of the sofa, Jiang Xingzhou finally had time to talk about the little girl who had launched a surprise attack.
"Jiang Xingzhou!"
However, before he could speak, Song Ci first called him excitedly, and at the same time she lay down and sat on his thighs, with her hands hanging naturally and slightly grasping the loose seam of his trousers.
Jiang Xingzhou naturally knew that she was on the shelves today, but this was a bit too exciting.
He helplessly and amusedly brushed Song Ci's messed up hair and asked, "Are you really that happy?"
"Yes, you know, the subscriptions for this book today alone are even more than the subscriptions for the entire book I had before."
She gestured with her hands to prove to Jiang Xingzhou how much she had. Although the movement was not large, it made Jiang Xingzhou nervously put his hand on her lower back to prevent her from sitting steadily.
Song Ci gestured for a while and found that he couldn't make it clear, so he sat up on the sofa and fetched his cell phone from the coffee table.
Naturally returning to her previous sitting position, she called up an interface of the author's background.
Jiang Xingzhou saw the words cumulative subscription, average chapter subscription and highest subscription, with some different numbers attached below them.
"This is a previous subscription. This is the end of a book."
The three numbers are 5328, 189, and 427.
With a total of 50,000 subscriptions, Jiang Xingzhou doesn’t write novels, so naturally he doesn’t know what kind of achievement this represents.
However, this average subscription probably means that there are 189 people who can subscribe to the entire book of Song Dynasty Porcelain
That looks pretty miserable.
He rubbed Song Ci's head and said, "It's okay. Everything will be fine. Our great writer's books will become more and more popular."
He paused and added, "So you really can't let me know your pen name? Look, I've already told you my BI station ID, Song Song~"
He rubbed his head against Song Ci's neck and acted like a spoiled child, hoping to gain Song Ci's sympathy and have her tell him her pen name.
However, Song Ci let him rub her neck, not caring about the tickle on her hair. She just raised her phone and brought up the subscription interface for the new book.
"Look at this, a new book~"
In fact, with his hair sticking up around his neck, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Song Ci blinked, patted Jiang Xingzhou's shoulder, and motioned him to come and look.
Jiang Xingzhou saw at a glance that the highest subscription was almost 40,000 subscriptions.
"so much?"
Today is the first day that Song Dynasty porcelain is on the shelves.
Song Ci put away his phone with a little pride, straightened his back, and looked very proud.
"Of course, this is only enough for one hour."
Jiang Xingzhou blinked, thinking about what an hour meant.
In the end, he could only open his mouth wide, shocked beyond words.
"sharp."
Jiang Xingzhou gave Song Ci a thumbs up sincerely.
Then he sighed again: "It seems that I will be a gigolo in the future. Who made me find such a promising girlfriend?"
Song Ci gave him an embarrassed look, shy but also a little proud: "It's just so-so."
Her little look made Jiang Xingzhou laugh uncontrollably, so he had to hold her in his arms and rub her until her face turned red before letting her go.
Finally, he hugged her again with a blushing face and whispered, "Song Song, our careers are getting better and better."
Song Ci's new book is gaining momentum, Jiang Xingzhou's own video editing is also gaining more and more attention, and their common career is also moving in a good direction. Everything is getting better and better.
"Yeah." Song Ci nodded gently, "It's getting better and better. Do we really have to have a showdown during the New Year?"
"Let's do it after the Chinese New Year. At least we can have a good New Year." Jiang Xingzhou thought about it and couldn't help feeling a little scared.
However, he felt that Ms. Lin should adapt to it. After all, Ms. Lin followed his and Song Ci's food videos every day, so there was nothing wrong with being a blogger.
"Okay, I think my mother might find it a little hard to accept." Song Ci was still a little worried. Writing books is unstable. Who knows if this book fails, the next one might be a waste, and your parents won't even recognize it.
"Alas~"
Song Ci sighed. The ever-increasing subscriptions could not remedy the worries in her heart.
Jiang Xingzhou patted her back vaguely to comfort her, thought for a moment, and asked, "Does your mother have anything she particularly likes?"
"ah?"
"We can then try to give her a pushover," Jiang Xingzhou suggested.
"Ah... Is this okay?" Song Ci was slightly stunned.
Facing her puzzled look, Jiang Xingzhou shrugged and said, "It's better than just sitting there and waiting to die."
“That’s the truth.”
Song Ci felt that what Jiang Xingzhou said was absolutely right, so she began to think about what kind of happy event could suppress her mother's dissatisfaction with her not looking for a job.
The room fell silent for a moment.
After a while, Song Ci suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "I figured it out!"
"What?" Jiang Xingzhou seemed a little excited.
Song Ci looked at him and turned her head away embarrassedly, buried her head in his heart and said, "My mother likes you."
"Eh?" Jiang Xingzhou didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
Song Ci was even more embarrassed, and he raised his head and knocked on him, explaining: "It means literally."
Jiang Xingzhou digested it for a while and suddenly became happy. He didn't expect that he was like this in the eyes of his mother-in-law, which could make Song Ci take the initiative to say that she liked him as a son-in-law.
Wow, not bad, not bad.
Jiang Xingzhou became proud and said in an unserious tone: "It's normal. After all, I'm so handsome and charming. It's normal for your mother to like me."
Song Ci: “?”
You're out of breath after just saying a few words
"Ahem," Jiang Xingzhou finally felt embarrassed when facing Song Ci's questioning gaze, and looked away and said, "Then you can take me home during the New Year.
Song Ci: “!
!”
"This... isn't good."
She was a little unsure.
Jiang Xingzhou immediately became serious: "Why is it bad? My mother even said that we will be engaged during the New Year."
Song Ci: “?!
!”
When did this happen? How come she didn't know
Song Ci was confused.
Jiang Xingzhou felt embarrassed again and stammered, "Well, my mom, she... isn't she old enough? She was a little excited to know that I found a girlfriend."
Song Ci: “.”
Seeing that she didn't look angry, Jiang Xingzhou took the opportunity to pull Song Ci into his arms again and said, "Anyway, we already agreed that you would take me home for the New Year."
"What does your father like? What does your mother like? What do they do for a living? Also, Song Song, are there other people in your family?"
Jiang Xingzhou didn't give Song Ci any time to react and asked a bunch of questions.
Song Ci looked helpless and didn't know where to start, so he had to answer from the most original question.
Burying her hot little face in Jiang Xingzhou's neck, Song Ci exhaled and said, "Okay, then I'll take you home for the New Year."
Jiang Xingzhou immediately turned his head excitedly and kissed Song Ci's red ear.
"What about the engagement?" he pressed on.
Song Ci raised her hands and hugged his waist tightly, and hit him from the back a few times in dissatisfaction: "How can it be so fast? It was clearly confirmed not long ago."
"That's fine, but Song Song, I really like you."
After a long silence, Song Ci stammered and complained in a low voice: "You speak as if I am not."
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
**
"Song Song, let's go to school and play this afternoon."
While eating lunch, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly mentioned.
"School? Which one?"
Jiang Xingzhou thought about it and made a decision: "Let's go to our school first, and then go to your school next time."
"Okay~" Song Ci agreed readily.
"Oh, by the way, I'll buy a small watermelon later, and you can make an ice drink out of it, and we can drink it together."
Song Ci didn't think much about it, as this request was easy to meet, so she nodded in agreement.
When they finally set off, Jiang Xingzhou not only brought two cold drinks, but also a box of cut watermelon, which he took proactively.
"I'll get it, I'll get it, you come over here and stand under the umbrella."
In mid-September, the sun is still scorching. The sun at three o'clock in the afternoon is not the hottest time, but it is the second hottest.
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, looking at the key in his hand, and reminded him: "Aren't we driving?"
"Eh? Yes, let's drive there. You hold the umbrella and I'll drive."
I almost forgot, they also have a small electric scooter.
Song Ci took the parasol, pursed her lips and smiled secretly as she watched him running away.
She still said she was stupid, but Jiang Xingzhou himself was stupid too.
So cute.
Soon, Jiang Xingzhou drove the car over. He hung cold drinks and boxed watermelons on the armrests and asked Song Ci to sit in.
"Song Song, sit down quickly before the seat gets too hot."
"Uh-huh."
Song Ci held the umbrella high, sat behind and sheltered both of them under the umbrella.
Jiang Xingzhou said indifferently: "Just hit it yourself. I still have to watch the road. It's not convenient for you to hold it up, and you'll block yourself."
He pushed at the edge of the parasol above his head.
Song Ci was reluctant at first, but after the two men kept pushing it away, she couldn't resist Jiang Xingzhou and had to give up.
"Let's go~ to bully the younger brothers and sisters~"
Song Ci: “?”
Why did she vaguely feel that something was wrong
When I got to the Song Dynasty porcelain, I really discovered something was wrong.
In mid-September, the military training for freshmen was in full swing. Looking at the freshmen sweating profusely in various places on the training campus, Song Ci couldn't help but think of his own military training.
Well…
Military training is too tiring, so I’d better not think about it.
Song Ci shook her head. When she and Jiang Xingzhou sat on the shady grass in front of a training ground, she finally confirmed what Jiang Xingzhou was trying to do.
It's causing hatred.
Fortunately, he graduated, otherwise his name would be exposed sooner or later and revenge would be taken against him.
Jiang Xingzhou carried a large umbrella, covering both him and Song Ci inside, and then in full view of everyone, he took out two glasses of iced drinks made with watermelon juice as the main ingredient.
It is red and quite eye-catching, reminding all the younger students of the red color on the grass.
Fortunately, this guy didn't go crazy and wear anything particularly eye-catching, just the simplest white T-shirt and loose pants.
He had good eyesight and could accurately detect someone watching them and swallowing their saliva.
So he leisurely put a straw into the cup, and then put the straw to Song Ci's mouth.
"Hey, try it and see if it tastes good."
Song Ci: “.”
She wanted to find a hole to crawl into in shame. She didn't want to continue doing this with Jiang Xingzhou. It would make too many enemies. Could he do whatever he wanted just because he graduated
Song Ci gave a forced smile and nodded, "It tastes good."
She did it.
Jiang Xingzhou was satisfied. He put in a straw and took a sip himself, then took out the box of sliced watermelon.
A few people with good eyesight in the team could even see that the watermelons in the box were seedless watermelons, which looked very sweet.
Looking at this guy's smug look, it's simply fatal.
who!
Which senior is so unkind? !
Woo woo woo, instructor, can you please drive them away
Jiang Xingzhou was feeling proud for a while before a young instructor came over.
Jiang Xingzhou knew that many of their school's military training instructors were members of the school's reserve force, so logically they should all call him senior.
The guy who came over happened to be a reserve member who was just in his sophomore year. It was his first time as an instructor and he was a little confused when he encountered this situation.
Especially when Jiang Xingzhou handed him a watermelon with a skewer on it and enthusiastically said to him, "Have a bite," he hesitated.
This watermelon looks damn delicious.
The sophomore instructor looked guiltily at the hundreds of eyes in the columns behind him. He moved his position and stood in a position where he could block the sight of the people behind him to the greatest extent. He saluted Jiang Xingzhou solemnly, then forked away a large piece of watermelon.
The sweaty freshman: “?!”
Grass.
"When is the next break?" Jiang Xingzhou took the opportunity to ask.
"Four fifteen."
The instructor answered honestly, swallowed the watermelon in his mouth, and returned to the team to continue patrolling under the gazes of hundreds of people.
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at the time: "Oh, I came at an unlucky time. It's already four o'clock, but it doesn't matter. I can still stay a little longer."
Song Ci: “.”
I didn't tell her this was such a socially deadly thing before I came here!
"Jiang Xingzhou." She called out seriously.
"ah?"
"Has this ever happened to you?"
Otherwise, how could he do such a cruel thing!
Jiang Xingzhou asked back: "Don't you feel great?"
Song Ci: “.”
Well, it is kind of cool.
They were all led astray by Jiang Xingzhou.
That's not what she meant.
Song Ci glanced guiltily at the team not far away, then took a piece of watermelon and put it into Jiang Xingzhou's mouth.
Freshman: “%@#/€*€@&”