Are You Born Again?

It's a familiar smell.

Thinking so, Hikigu turned his head and stared at a girl who was catching cicadas, um...the young girl is really nice...wait, did this child just eat the cicada?

Haha, just pretend you didn't see it.

Thinking, he continued to read the blog page - after more than an hour of analysis, a table appeared in Bi Qigu's mind.

Since "Assassination of the Emperor" is being released, his Facebook account has already attracted many people's attention, and many of them even didn't buy the book.

"Teacher, please work hard! Looking forward to the next book." According to the display, this person is an ordinary employee of Sony.

Moreover, most of the people who leave messages on this Facebook are ordinary employees, so-called social animals.

"It seems that social animals and social animals are indeed attracted to each other." Bi Qigu thought wildly for a while, and he blushed a little. He said that kind of big talk before, but the sales volume was still 500 copies short.

He carefully read the messages of these people.

[I feel that "Assassination of the Emperor" is a relatively unique novel, which is different from similar environmental mystery novels on the market. The protagonist is not a detective or an archaeologist, but a mercenary! — that's enough to be novel, that's enough. 】The owner of a car dealership said so, his account has authenticated a 4S shop, and it says the entity operator.

[Downstairs and downstairs, the unique feature lies in the "puzzle". Perhaps the characters in it are not smart enough, but the participants in each scene provide some clues for reasoning. After everyone takes out a piece, these pieces It is automatically integrated, so it can be deduced that the residence of the local gang boss, and even the final attack on the villa of a certain warlord leader, is also the same route. ] The person who posted this message is a freelancer.

In addition, there are many comments discussing the plot. Basically, one person’s speech will leave a topic, and the rest will be discussed later. The older you are, the easier it is to be serious, and the more dry goods you will give out when you participate in the discussion.

However, the most common one is—【I didn't get the book... I'm hesitating whether to borrow it from a friend, but the teacher won't get the money, right?I still feel like waiting, my friends have been discussing it during dinner, and I am the only one who can't participate, which is very embarrassing. 】

Yes, most of the people who didn't buy the book, according to Biqigu's observation, there are already more than [-] messages. Some commenters follow Biqigu's Facebook, while others don't.

There are so many people complaining under Biqigu's [My Facebook account has been opened~] message.

"So what's going on here?" He felt something was wrong: "Conspiracy theory? Or something... Forget it, let's ask."

After hesitating again and again, Bi Qigu took out his mobile phone and found a contact person - the editor-in-chief of Longzhi Temple.

I had a bet with this guy at the beginning, and he knows the sales situation best now, right?

It's just... Doesn't it look like the barking of a dog when you make a phone call like this?

How embarrassing!

But...which writer doesn't want to lose face?People like us want to save face the most!snort!

But at this moment, Hikigu put his finger on the three characters of Ryuji, and was about to press it down, when the beeping water bell rang, but it showed that Arakawa was calling.

His hand trembled and he almost dropped the smartphone, so he quickly connected the phone: "Hello?"

"Is it Hikigu? A very strange thing happened here." Arakawa's tone was particularly puzzled.

"Huh?" Bi Qigu also keenly sensed a sense of disobedience.

"It's like this, are you not angry now? We update your statistics every day, and you know that when those bookstores close every night, they will upload the data to the cloud. We Sales statistics will be carried out here, but there is one thing that makes people wonder, didn’t we reprint 29500 copies for you? What’s going on with this [-] copies? Do you have any idea?”

After Arakawa asked this sentence, Hikigu became inexplicable.

Excuse me, you who manage the data, ask me what an author does? !

Is it possible... as an author, I can have access to the background of their editorial department, and can see the most real data all the time?

A series of incidents made Bi Qigu a little frizzy. Frankly speaking, he didn't sleep well last night, and his spirit was empty. The amount of code words these days is too large.

"Huh? Why don't you speak, Hikigu? Oh...is it about the bet?"

Arakawa also came to his senses, and Hikigu sighed: "That's right, five hundred copies are missing, how could this number be so neat?"

At this moment, in Arakawa's office, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Arakawa said while covering the microphone.

The person who came was Bai Chuanjing.

Bai Chuanjing panted heavily, his face turned red, and he raised his breath and said, "I know what happened to Mr. Hikigu's five hundred books!"

"Ah?" Arakawa was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Then come here quickly, and talk to Hikigu first."

Then, Bai Chuanjing picked up the phone, and Hikigu asked, "What's going on? Editor Bai Chuan, have you figured it out...?"

He tried his best to soften his voice. The other party was a girl, and she was quite responsible these days, so she couldn't be angry with her.

And Bi Qigu has serious doubts about one thing, but it has not been confirmed yet.

"It's like this, Teacher Biqigu, I saw the data in the background yesterday, and I didn't dare to notify you at the first time, because I was worried that it would affect your mentality. Anyway, after the data was uploaded on the last day, all [-] copies might be sold. I went, but this morning I came to confirm the data, and when I was about to notify the teacher of you, I found that the data of the five hundred volumes... was intact."

Hearing this, Bi Qigu nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Then what's the result?"

"I checked the background data thoroughly this morning, but in terms of data, it can only be accurate to a general area, because the bookstore is uploaded to the cloud, and then the person in charge of the area will make statistics, and finally the major areas will be combined to calculate the final result. The area where Baiben is located, I drove the car to look for it in the morning, and found that there is no bookstore that has your book, Teacher Biqigu, that is to say..."

Then, the two said something at the same time: "There is a bookstore that doesn't sell "Assassination of the Emperor" at all."

Hikigu said this in his heart.

It seems... I did not read wrong at the beginning.

Although Bai Chuanjing is a little immature now, she is not qualified as an editor, but she!She is admirable as a person.

Ordinary editor, who would do this kind of thing?I went to the site and searched for each house. Do you know a sales area and how many bookstores there are?Nearly twenty!

"But it's not right. If he didn't sell it, then your goods have been sent, right? How could you not see a single one...?"

Hikigu raised a new question.

In Japanese bookstores, the warehouse is very small. Five hundred new books are released, and a book mountain is usually accumulated in [Nakajima], and the recommendation is directly posted on the top of the book mountain.

Hearing this, Bai Chuanjing nodded, "This is the strange thing. We didn't know about it, but now we understand that it's not your fault, teacher. Then——Congratulations teacher, all [-] copies of the reprint have been sold!"

"Okay, I see, let me think about it."

"Goodbye, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Arakawa stared out the window, feeling extremely puzzled.

This is very wrong. Generally, if someone has an opinion on a book, shouldn't they just contact the publisher directly?

Why bother……?To make such a small move, he feels that although this matter is not the same, the fact is: this wave is not very important to the publishing house, but it is not very friendly to the author.

Hikigu will definitely be very uncomfortable until the question is solved.

"Editor Bai Chuan, what do you think about this?"

"Ah?" Bai Chuanjing was slightly taken aback, with hot sweat on his forehead, sticking to his skin.

"I think...someone must be doing tricks. It's really annoying, these people." She thought quite unhappy.

"Maybe, just wait for the editor-in-chief of Longzhi Temple to speak. Our publishing house is not easy to mess with. After all, Mr. Biqigu's 29500 volumes... were sold out in two days, hehe."

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On Hikigu's side, he hung up the phone, and Yuihama Yui came out from the side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Look, Xiaoqi, he bought such a big watermelon!"

What a big... watermelon.

Yuigahama Yui's face was flushed, and there were a lot of things in his hands, especially the fat watermelon, which was almost as wide as her waist.

"And it's cheap, only 1 yen!"

"It's really cheap, isn't this watermelon enough to weigh [-] kilograms?"

"Nineteen point six kilograms!"

Earlier, Bi Qigu was relieved when he learned that this matter was not about the book, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to laugh.

Seeing Yuigahama Yui who transformed into a housewife, the trace of dissatisfaction in Hikiya's heart disappeared... Now be happy!Well, happy!

After all, it's not good to be happy with each other.

Hikigu put the watermelon on his shoulders, and when he got home, he was so tired that he lay down on the sofa, and immediately felt that he wanted to sleep and forget all his troubles.

"Shall I cut out your ears, Xiaoqi?" Yuigahama Yui asked after putting down the bag.

"Okay!" Hikigu felt that he needed some healing energy now!

"Yeah!" Yuigahama Yui said, "It's too hot in summer, why don't you turn on the air conditioner, before... ah, it's nothing, I'll put on a pair of pantyhose first, and I'll sweat if I lay it on my lap~"

"Okay, okay." Bi Qigu smiled.

Knee pillow... Yuigahama Yui's knee pillow is not a knee pillow.

Instead... a thigh pillow.

Yui Hihama entered the room to change clothes, and Hikigaya sat up, thinking...it's time to call old man Tsurumi later.

I am not someone to mess with, in all fairness... When he writes a book, other people can only see him as annoyed, but Bi Qigu thinks he has written nothing wrong.

What I wrote is all the facts, but I didn’t actually write it directly, I just alluded to it.

If it is said that he went to do something rebellious, it would be fine if he was messed up, but what is this?Literal jail?What a joke!

"Xiaoqi, I'm fine~"

"Oh, then I'll go wash my face too." Bi Qigu just broke out in a little sweat, so it's not good to just lay it on his lap!Men and women should respect each other!

After simply washing his face, Hikigaya spent a few minutes washing his sweaty scalp, dried it with a hair dryer, and returned to the living room, where he saw Yuihama Yui in a short skirt sitting on the sofa.

——The white pantyhose felt unusually conspicuous.

PS: Students who read the book carefully must know that Bi Qigu has a better feeling for white stockings, so this actually implies something else.

Chapter 102 These white silk legs are really fragrant...

Hikigaya looked at Yuhihama Yui, staring straight at her round and plump thighs, the flesh color revealed under a thin layer of white stockings, it was the forbidden fragrance that tempted people to fall into the abyss.

"Come on, Xiaoqi~" Yui held a Brahma ear stick and waved it at him, his eager expression full of vitality.

"Oh, here we come."

After Hikigaya finished speaking, he walked to the sofa and sat down, leaned sideways and put half of his face on Yuihama Yui's thigh wrapped in white stockings, and the feeling of every detail made him feel cleansed.

With the ear rubbing stick rubbing the pinna and the slender hand stroking the earlobe, the previous discomfort disappeared. The live-action version of AMSR made Bi Qigu's cerebral cortex happy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Eh, it's really comfortable.

If after hard work, a woman can do it for me, the book tells of family happiness.

The unhurried and unhurried movements, the neither heavy nor light strength, and the sound of "hmm" lingering in the ears, continued like a fairy sound. The sound, touch, and temperature simultaneously spoke of the word gentle, which made Bi Qigu Gradually fell asleep.