History’s Strongest Husband

Chapter 79: :Xu Weimeng! The literary bomb is listed! (For the old man who listened to the sea by t

(Grateful for the old man who listened to the sea by the new ally, thank you!)

Hearing Shen Lang said that Zhu Wenhua’s "nightmare" should be crushed into slag.

The wretched middle-aged shopkeeper Deng Xian couldn't help but shrink his neck. He said: "The son, this... this is difficult."

Shen Langdao: "How many books have you sold in Zhu Wenhua's "The Nightmare"?"

Deng Xiandao: "4,600, this is the book issued by Lanshan City, which has the highest sales except for the four books and five classics."

The large channel of Lanshan City can cover three or forty cities and millions of people.

So 4,600 copies are indeed a very high sales.

Deng Xiandao: "Zhu Wenhua is the son of the nobility. The young man is a great man and a great talent. The book is also beautiful. So his book is a small family, or a famous man. A lot of rich ladies are particularly obsessed with him, often at once. Buy hundreds of books and send one to the slaves and beauty in the family."

Shen Lang couldn't help but think of the little fresh meat on the earth in the previous life. Every time a movie was released, there were crazy female fans who bought hundreds of tickets at once, then stood at the entrance of the cinema and saw a person to send one.

Just doing this, the style is really low.

With such a large influence, it is no wonder that after opening the slogan, all the bookshops in Lanshan City did not dare to publish books.

Shen Langdao: "Deng treasurer, how many books have you sold at most?"

Deng Xiandao: "Two thousand seven hundred and seventy, but the book is 70% of the paintings, the remaining 30% is the text, and it is very explicit and vulgar, and your book is completely different."

Then Deng first hesitated a little: "To be honest, your book level is a bit too high. I am afraid that my guests will not be able to adapt. The reason why I dare to estimate 3,000 is because your meat is too written. Ok, your illustration is better."

Shen Langdao: "So how many books do you think Zhu Wenhua's "The Nightmare" can buy?"

Deng Xiandao: "Five thousand, even six thousand."

Because the book "The Nightmare" has cultivated too many readers, countless people are waiting for it.

Therefore, the sales volume in the next volume must be very scary.

Deng Xiandao: "If I push hard, your book can sell 3,000 copies, but it is hard to be high again. It is even more impossible to exceed Zhu Wenhua's "Night of Dreams"."

Then, Deng Xian looked at the right way: "To tell the truth, Shen Gongzi's book is much better than Zhu Wenhua's "nightmare", or even not at all grades, but... maybe your book is too good, most of them The public does not understand much."

Sinking at the waves, you look at the meat play, do you know a book is good?

Deng Xian said without words: "I... I used to be the author. I wrote it badly. It is still very accurate to read other people's books."

"In short, the wine is also afraid of the deep alley, and I want to exceed Zhu Wenhua's "The Nightmare", the villain can't do it."

Deng Xian is honest.

Shen Lang laughed: "The wine is also afraid of the alley? Isn't it just eye-catching? No problem, I promise that when this book goes on the market, it will be angry... Oh no, it is aroma."

Shen Langdao: "Deng treasurer, I will give you a bottom, you will print hard. If you have not sold 3,000 copies, I will pay for you. But if you have sold 3,000."

Deng Xian directly said: "Every book you take 20%."

Wow! This royalty is so high.

This Deng Xian is a character who directly shouted the highest share.

Of course, Shen Lang is not trying to make money, but if you can transfer money, what is wrong?

"Good." Deng Xiandao said: "Then I will give you the best tin typesetting, and use the last master to give you illustrations, regardless of all manpower and material resources, you must let your book and Zhu Wenhua's "nightmare" be listed at the same time. ”

Shen Langdao: "He is selling in a bookstore. We are selling stalls. Any bookstore that sells "The Nightmare", we all set up stalls at his door."

So flowing?

Shen Langdao: "Deng treasurer, can you live in it?"

It is also necessary to be arrogant and skillful.

Deng Xian disdain and smiled: "No problem, who am I afraid of this hob?"

Shen Langdao: "When you wait, I will add some chapters to the book and draw an illustration."

Then, Shen Lang picked up the brush, improvised, and added some content to the manuscript.

Jin Mucong took a look and stayed again.

Because Shen Lang added a new character to go in.

The character's name is Zhu Wenshan. He was born in a lonely aristocrat. He is a nephew. In order to continue his life of glory and prosperity, he became a male pet of Ximen Daguan. He was raised outside.

In the plot, the West Gate official went to spoil him twice, once in the room, once on the roof.

The illustration of Shen Lang's new painting is the picture on the roof.

Not only that, but Zhu Wenshan and Ximen are fierce and also have illustrations.

Jin Mucong and Deng Xian saw the characters in this painting and suddenly felt familiar.

Jin Mucong could not help but mourn for a quarter of an hour.

If the book is on fire, then the reputation of Zhu Wenhua is completely ruined.

Of course, in reality, he did not become a male pet of a businessman, but who cares about the facts.

Everyone loves rumors, then repeats five hundred times and treats him as a reality.

Shen Lang asked Deng Xian: "This is no problem."

Deng Xian disdain and smiled: "No problem, what can I have?"

It seems that this person also has a backing, and did not put a Zhu Wenhua in his eyes.

"Then I will wait and see, waiting for the moment of our new written city." Shen Langdao.

Deng Xian solemnly put away the manuscript and bowed to Shen Lang: "Don't let the two sons down."

Then he said again: "Shen Gongzi, this wine is also afraid of the deep alley..."

Shen Langdao: "You can rest assured that I will go back and guarantee that the day of our book listing, many people's eyes, hooked people."

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After Shen Lang returns home!

Immediately became an artist.

He wants to draw a poster!

This poster is too arrogant, too hot, only to hit the eye, and it is still colored, so it can't be printed, it can only be drawn by hand.

Each poster is more than one meter long and half a meter wide.

There are vertical rolls and banners.

Each one has a very realistic Western photo sketching method, and it is still colored.

Although not as good as the photo, it also achieved the realism of 80% of the photo.

As for the scale of this poster?

That needless to say!

There are three main characters, Ximen Daguan, Zhu Wenshan, and Ximen Slim.

That action, that form, that is hot.

In this world without photos, in this era of freehand painting, the impact is simply explosive.

Too real, too stunned.

It's almost comparable to the DVD cover of some movies, and it's still a big poster.

Plus the scale, the lethality is bigger than the bikini poster of the beauty contest.

Jin Mucong accidentally broke in and saw the streak of the picture in the picture.

Suddenly, the breath was spurting.

Red-faced, staring at it for three minutes.

"Sister, I am leaving."

Then he bent over and didn't know why he went.

......

The next day, Jin Mucon accidentally broke into the room of Shen Lang.

His face is a bit bad.

This time, I saw Ximen Slim, sitting on the floor with legs open.

God...

This picture is lethal.

Jin Mucong slammed his nose and bent his waist: "Brother, I have resigned."

......

The third day!

Jin Mucong’s eyes turned black into the study of Shen Lang.

Suddenly saw two men and a Ximen slim.

Simply explosive picture.

Kim Mu-chung groaned in pain and cried: "Brother, I, I really can't do it, it's broken."

Shen Lang disdain: "This is art, look at your vulgar look."

Then, in his mind, he began to recall the silk trousers of the woman. This time he was washed and dried and put back in place.

I don't know if the wash is not clean, will the lady smell strange?

"Brother, this woman looks like Xu Wei." Jin Mucong said: "You are like wearing a thousand green hats for Zhang Jin."

"Yeah." Shen Lang said: "The next three years, Xu Wei does not have to eat, countless milk can drink."

Jin Mucong said: "Sister, you said oh..."

After a while, Jin Mucong’s breathing was a bit thicker.

"This is not going to work, my brother-in-law is going to leave again..."

Then he left again.

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The fourth day!

Jin Mucong’s eyes were green and limped into the room of Shen Lang.

Seeing Shen Lang is drawing again.

This time it was a large official of Ximen, Zhu Wenshan and Ximen Slim.

However, the main force is Ximen Daguan and Zhu Wenshan, Ximen Slim is just a bystander.

"Sister husband is forgiving, forgiveness..." Jin Mucong slammed his waist and said: "It will really be dead."

However, he glanced at the picture and suddenly disappeared.

"vomit……"

Because the picture caused strong discomfort, it can be seen that Jin Mucong's orientation is very normal.

Jin Mucong looked respectfully at Shen Langdao: "Sister-in-law, as an artist, it is not easy. It is not easy. It is equivalent to a mouthful of mouthfuls."

This is too disgusting, and Shen Lang can't help it, and he retched.

"Dead fat, will you talk, I am you... sister!" Shen Lang shouted.

At this time, Kim Mulan came in.

But seeing this fierce picture in front of her, she went out silently.

There is a deep sigh.

Some of the dark side of the husband, do not see it as well.

......

One day, Shen Lang went to turn the cabinet of Mulan.

I found that the silk trousers he had used and then washed away were gone.

Is this Mulan thrown, or is it worn?

One day later, Shen Lang found it on the clothes rail.

Suddenly his heart was like a rabbit, and the lady was really wearing it.

Xiao Bing, you are really, so why are you rushing to wash it?

......

Time is like water, and time is like a shuttle.

The days when you can't force it, fly fast.

Thirteen days have passed.

Deng Xian used the greatest manpower, material resources and financial resources. After only 13 days, he completed engraving, printing, cutting and book making.

He personally sent the first "Gold/Bottle/Meizhi Fengyue Boundless" to the Earl of Xuanwu.

This cover, even Shen Lang looked at the feeling of swaying.

There are three characters on this cover.

Ximen Daguan and Zhu Wenshan were in the room, and Ximen Slim peeked out the window.

She was wearing a pocket, very cool, and the back was so hearty.

"The son, how is the effect?" Deng asked.

Shen Langdao: "Super good."

Deng Xiandao: "The villain has absolute confidence, it must be a big fire! The day after tomorrow is the day when Zhu Wenhua's "nightmare" is listed. The book is sold with him, and where his book is sold, we are opposite. ""

Then, Deng Xiandao said: "Just, the wine is also afraid of the deep alley, I really worry about selling him..."

I will be right this day, right.

Shen Lang did not say a word, slamming the curtain on the wall.

Suddenly, more than a dozen huge colored posters suddenly appeared.

Realistic, hot, and letting people fly.

"Ah..." Deng Xian screamed and slammed down.

Then the other hand quickly covered his nose.

The visual impact is too strong.

It’s a soul bomb!

Shen Langdao: "Is this enough to be aroma?"

Deng Xian trembled: "Shen Gongzi, let's do him, crush Zhu Wenhua into slag!"

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