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Chapter 67 Surprising sales figures

June 15th.

The sky is as clear as blue, and the clear sky above the head is like a round and smooth egg surface of emerald. The sun is gentle and careless with a light yellow halo. This behemoth that controls the ultimate flame is still in the warm-up stage.

On the street, a long queue stretched from the sidewalk to the non-motorized lane, which was particularly eye-catching. Looking further back, the queue of people was queuing from another street all the way around the corner.

The source of the queue was a Wenshi Palace that had not yet opened its doors. The raised door number said Furong Street Wenshi Palace.

Today, Jincheng Martial Arts Newspaper will publish a brand new martial arts article, the full name of which was only announced yesterday: "The Eight Parts of the Dragon".

After five days of warm-up, the mystery of this mysterious article was finally unveiled. The martial arts masters in Jincheng had already been fed up with their appetites, and they were extremely hungry and thirsty.

The martial arts masters who were the first to line up came to the door of the Document Hall around three o'clock in the morning and waited.

"Do you think this new martial arts article can really evolve Xuan-level high-grade Yuan skills?"

The clerk's hall hadn't opened yet, and the people waiting in line were really bored, and people who didn't know each other started to chat casually.

Half of these people are skeptical about Xuan-level Yuan Techniques appearing in Wu Bao.

Without him, this is too unbelievable. No literary master would let Xuan-level Yuan skills be used in martial arts. That would be equivalent to throwing money away. What are you doing?

In order to benefit the people, let them learn Yuan skills to resist demons?

"Eighty percent of us are liars. If we could resist demons by understanding Yuan skills, the country would have already done so. Yuan skills alone are not enough."

A short-haired young man said indignantly. Although he denied it, his eyes never left the closed iron door for a moment.

In fact, everyone knows deep down that the official military report has been preheated for four days, so it cannot be false news.

If you lie to one of them, how can you lie to the whole city?

Even if there is a slight possibility that it is fake, they don't mind buying it. A martial arts report is only 20 yuan, and the cost of trial and error is very low.

Wow

At this moment, the door of the Furong Street Document Hall suddenly opened, and a group of people at the front immediately rushed in.

The old man with slightly white hair standing at the door saw that something was wrong. He immediately stirred up his energy and blood, released the pressure of the martial arts master, and roared: "Don't be crowded, everyone can buy it, we have enough stock."

Under the impact of the powerful Qi and blood pressure, the people in the front were shocked and stunned. They stood there blankly, their minds blank.

The master warrior intimidates.

"A first-grade martial artist is the steward of the Furong Street Clerk Hall. He even sold out the steward."

In the crowd, someone recognized the old man and exclaimed.

Not only the Document Hall on Furong Street, but at this moment, all the Document Halls in Jincheng and Luo City had almost the same scene. In the two cities, all the Document Halls were filled with people.

Jincheng Wubao Building.

18th floor.

Today's Jincheng Wubao is extremely busy. All the staff arrived at the company in advance, and some of the important positions even stayed in the office overnight.

Before dawn, all of them, sleepy-eyed, put on their clothes and started working.

Fang Hansong stood in front of an electronic display wall, on which a map of the entire Jincheng City was drawn with lines. Taking the Jincheng Building as the origin, red dots spread rapidly in all directions, covering the entire Jincheng territory.

That's the martial artist who delivers the martial arts report.

"Editor-in-chief, we have shipped 100,000 copies of the martial arts newspaper so far, which is equivalent to about half of the peak sales during the serialization period of "Little Li Fei Dao"." Assistant Kanazawa held a phone and mobile phone in his hand while receiving statistics from the printing department.

The data will be forwarded to Fang Hansong immediately.

Observing Fang Hansong's solemn expression, Kanazawa's nervous strings did not dare to relax for a moment.

Fang Hansong just nodded lightly and remained silent.

Now, it's only 7:30 in the morning, just half an hour after the major bookstores opened their stores.

Can't see anything yet.

Fang Hansong was waiting for the first call from the Wenshi Palace to ask for additional military reports.

Ding ding ding~

At nine o'clock, in the busy office, a harsh and urgent ringtone rang, as noisy as a wild beast. The staff who had been sitting on the phone waiting for a long time immediately picked up the phone.

In the multi-function hall, Fang Hansong finally showed a smile on his lips.

Today will be a protracted battle.





Nanbo Bay.

Qin Mo stood on the balcony, standing vertically naturally, inhaling and raising his left calf at the same time, raising his hands in the shape of a cross, and mustering up all his strength, as if he wanted to fly.

Bird play in Wuqinxi.

First, wisps of vitality were sucked into Qin Mo's nose along with the morning light, and then the pores in his body opened, and more vitality that could not be observed with the naked eye swarmed in and gathered together. Qin Mo was like a big white crane swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.

"It's most cost-effective to practice basic skills in the morning."

After running for two days, Qin Mo looked at the time and said, "The major clerical halls should start selling martial arts reports."

Qin Mo set the time himself, and Fang Hansong and Ye Zhong happily agreed.

In the end, Qin Mo saved fifteen chapters. If he has time, Qin Mo would not mind saving more and publishing them again.

It's a pity that today is already the 15th.

In addition to releasing the Jincheng Military News, today is also the day when Qin Mo enters the demon space.

Exhaling the ordinary air that had absorbed the energy from his chest, Qin Mo came to the living room and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

On the displayed unread message bar, Fang Hansong and Ye Zhong each sent a message.

Fang Hansong: "Jincheng Wubao has shipped 250,000 copies and is still being delivered. It is estimated that today's sales will reach 45.5 million copies."

Ye Chong: "Luocheng Military News has shipped 370,000 copies, and today's sales are estimated to be 700,000 copies."

Qin Mo did not expect that the sales of Jincheng Wubao in just two hours had already exceeded the peak sales of the previous book "Xiao Li Flying Knife". The temptation of Xuan-level Yuan skills on martial arts masters was undoubtedly revealed. If Jincheng Wubao's sales today can really reach 500,000 copies,

That will make history.

The permanent population of Jincheng is about 4 million, with 500,000 copies. One-eighth of Jincheng residents have purchased Wubao.

Even Qin Mo felt that this data was exaggerated, and it should have benefited from Fang Hansong's warm-up four days in advance.

Similar to the pre-sales of parallel world movies, the pre-sales of movies require word-of-mouth, and for the pre-sales of Jincheng Wubao, the mysterious article itself is the biggest word of mouth.

If the sales volume of Jincheng Wubao just made Qin Mo feel that it was exaggerated, then the sales data of Luocheng Wubao that Ye Zhong gave him made Qin Mo take a breath and feel that it was unreal. This was not just some data, right?

?

Estimated sales: 700,000!

The permanent population of Luo City is slightly larger than that of Jincheng, but it is also very limited, but the sales volume is completely crushed.

One is the absolute overlord among all martial arts newspapers in Luo City, and the other is the bottom among the three major martial arts newspapers in Jincheng.

The gap is a bit big.

If Lao Fang knew this data, I don't know if he would be angry to death.

Qin Mo suddenly thought of something, and his thoughts sank into the sea of ​​​​qi. The two books of vitality shone brightly and floated quietly in the sea of ​​​​qi.

Qin Mo created "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" and did not evolve the Yuan Technique until the seventh chapter. The first chapter of "Dragon Capture Hand" was released today. The Book of Yuan Qi in the Dragon Capture Hand still only incorporates a firefly that was born when Ye Zhong evolved the Yuan Technique.

It is still in the process of improving to the second stage of 1/10.

Qin Mo's eyes passed over Qinlong's hand and stared at the Book of Flying Knives.

In addition to Tianlong ascending to Jincheng and the Luocheng martial arts newspaper, today is also the day when Qin Mo's "Xiao Li Fei Dao" book was published in major document halls in Luocheng. In the past few days, Jincheng and Luocheng martial arts newspapers have been working overtime. In addition to printing martial arts newspapers

In addition, editing "Xiao Li Fei Dao" into a book also takes up a certain amount of work.

flutter

Suddenly, a flare-like point of light condensed in the sea of ​​air. After condensing and forming, it quickly flew into the Book of Vitality.

Qin Mo grinned.

I’m finally waiting for you. With the current scarcity of articles on flying knife skills on the market, and the practicality of Xiao Li’s Flying Knife itself, Qin Mo is very confident about the sales of “Xiao Li’s Flying Knife”.

After exiting the Qi Sea, Qin Mo looked at the time and saw that it was ten o'clock.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Qin Mo's heart beat rapidly and he quickly slid away to answer the call.

A capable and resolute female voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'll be there in ten minutes, come on down."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Mo quickly picked up the backpack prepared on the sofa and put on his clothes and shoes.

"Bang!" After locking the door and turning the key, Qin Mo pulled out the key and quickly went downstairs.



The entrance of Nanbowan Community.

Tsk~

The violent friction sound of brake pads and wheel hubs was accompanied by slightly raised dust. A black Jeep Wrangler stopped, the door opened, and first a long leg with wheat-colored skin stepped down, and then Jiang Lan got out of the car.

"Is this here?" Jiang Lan frowned and looked at the dilapidated community in front of her. She searched with her eyes and saw a figure carrying a brown backpack already standing at the door.
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