I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 170 New Chapter

"Editor Lou, the English version of "Bird in a Cage" has sold out for a week."

The capital branch of Delwin Publishing House, editor-in-chief Lou just got the overseas sales of "The Caged Bird" in the first week,
I haven't seen the specific data before, but from the replenishment lists sent by various channel vendors, it can be seen that the overseas sales data of "Cage Bird" is good, and it is even getting better and better.

Now I got the sales data and looked at it, sure enough.

The English version of "Bird in a Cage" sold a total of 14 copies overseas in the first week, and most of them were sold in English-speaking countries.On average, more than [-] copies were sold in one day.

Seeing that Editor-in-Chief Lou couldn't help showing some smiles on his face, he couldn't help being a little excited.

"...Many distributors have sent replenishment orders today. Looking at some comments on the overseas network, and as the word-of-mouth of "The Bird in a Cage" ferments, the follow-up sales will continue to grow."

"The head office has also noticed this book, and will invest more resources to operate and promote this book."

According to the current results, this book is another super bestseller, maybe it can sell millions of copies,
You know, there are still very few people who know this book now, and investing more resources in publicity and operation will definitely stimulate the sales of this book to grow more rapidly.

……

When Ji Zhuo woke up at noon, he got the first week's sales data of the overseas edition of "Bird in a Cage".
Woke up, touched the phone, and saw the message from Editor-in-Chief Lou in the morning.

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: Mr. Ji, our publishing house has devoted more resources to operating your work, so that this book can shine brighter as it should."

This made Ji Zhuo feel a little embarrassed.

"Clumsy and Uncommon: Editor-in-Chief Lou, you're being polite...Is there anything I can do to help?
Editor-in-Chief Lou: There are really... All channel companies want to order Mr. Ji's book signing to hold activities. It would be even better if Mr. Ji is willing to go to Great Britain or several other countries to hold book signings. "

"Clumsy and uncommon:..."

Looking at the seemingly familiar words, Ji Zhuo wondered if he didn't ask the last sentence.

"Clumsy and Uncommon: Book Signing."

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: Okay, wait for the new batch of books to be printed and send them to Mr. Ji from the publishing house. Do you want to read two thousand copies?"

see this figure,

Ji Zhuo's heart jumped suddenly,
How many?

Nima signed [-] copies before, so his wrist hurts.

When will the two thousand copies be signed?
Ji Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and covered his chest with a pain mask.

"Clumsy and uncommon:..."

"Editor Lou: If Mr. Ji doesn't have much free time, he can sign a little less..."

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: This is mainly due to the distribution of distributors of our publishing house, some of them are many... There may be dozens of books for each distributor, and a few books for the few.

Editor-in-Chief Lou: Then Mr. Ji will sign a thousand copies...is that okay? "

"Clumsy and uncommon: ...

Editor-in-Chief Lou: Mr. Ji, please help me. "

Editor-in-Chief Lou, Humble.jpg.

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK... But I'm not sure when the signing will be completed."

"Editor Lou: It's okay, Mr. Ji, just take your time, don't worry."

That's what you said.

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK."

Ji Zhuo finished chatting with Editor-in-Chief Lou, took the phone,

Sitting on the bed, stunned for a while,
I was thinking about how much a thousand copies of "The Bird in the Cage" pile up.

Then fell into deep thought.

After a while of silence, Ji Zhuo took the phone and got up silently,
Walked to the sink and started to wash, putting the phone aside.

then……

The phone turns on again.

He is the editor-in-chief of Huating Publishing House.

"Editor Qian: Mr. Bugong, the sales of "Bird in a Cage" have continued recently, and a lot of them have been sold again. The publishing house and various channels are planning to hold an event or something to stimulate sales."

"Editor Qian: Can I trouble Mr. Bugong to sign another autograph?"

Ji Zhuo, who was brushing his teeth, looked at the message displayed on the lit screen, and stopped brushing his teeth.

What the hell?

You two made an appointment, how could it be such a coincidence.

Then, sure enough...

"Editor Qian: I just saw that the overseas version of "The Bird in the Cage" published by Delwin Publishing House is also doing a book signing event...Mr. Bugong, you can't favor one another...

Editor-in-chief Qian: At that time, other people's English version of "The Bird in the Cage" will have a signed book, but our domestic signed book has been sold out before, this..."

The action of Delwin Publishing House is really fast enough.

Ji Zhuo was silent for a while, then put down his mouthwash cup, poked the phone screen and sent a message back to Editor Qian.

"Clumsy and uncommon: how much do you want?
Editor-in-Chief Qian: Is it worth two thousand?
Clumsy and uncommon: Editor-in-chief Qian, I'll chop off my hand and send it to you.

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Cough, if you don’t need it, that’s a thousand copies. Do you think it’s okay, Mr. Bugong?
Editor-in-Chief Qian: Mr. Bugong, please help. "

Now that we've talked about this, what else can Ji Zhuo say?
I thought I had escaped [-] copies, but in the end I made up for it anyway.

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK.

Editor-in-chief Qian: Thank you, Mr. Bugong, then I will arrange for the printing factory to ship it to you, Mr. Ji, and there is still stock.

Clumsy and uncommon: OK..."

I returned the message from Editor-in-Chief Qian,

Ji Zhuo stared at the mirror of the sink, his eyes were a little straight,
A total of [-] copies of "The Bird in the Cage",
Will my small living room be able to fit in by then?

Hey……

Taking a long breath, Ji Zhuo threw the phone aside and continued to wash,

This time, no one else sent any more messages.

……

After washing up, Ji Zhuo also calmed down.

Enter the study, ready to start today's codeword.

There is no sun outside the window today, it is cloudy and windy.

The window glass of the study room is opened a little, so the wind blows in from time to time, and it is not too hot.

The weather is just right for codewords.

"call……"

After turning on the computer, Ji Zhuo let out another long breath,

He looked away from the window and turned to the computer screen.

Codeword software opens.

The first chapter of "Seven Sins" "Gluttony" appeared before his eyes,

The written content was neatly laid out on the page along the layout, which seemed to give Ji Zhuo a sense of accomplishment.

Swipe from top to bottom, and take a rough look again,
Ji Zhuo created a new chapter.

In the past few days, I have been writing every day from waking up to nightfall. Ji Zhuo, the first chapter of the story of 'Gluttony', has already been written.
An article is almost tens of thousands of words.

"Crackling..."

The sound of the mechanical keyboard is still crisp,
Ji Zhuo first typed out the name of the new chapter - 'Lust' (lust)

Then, facing the codeword software page that is still blank,
Ji Zhuo paused again, and began writing the text of this new chapter.

The protagonist of the Lust Chapter is a prostitute living in the large northern country of American California.

This country did not break out of war like the small country in the previous chapter,
But the levels are equally distinct, with slum areas and rich areas.

The rich live in neat, clean and safe cities, with plenty of law and order forces to maintain order, while the poor live in chaotic, dirty streets.

Garbage and sewage are everywhere in the slums. It seems that the city's sewage and garbage treatment system has lost its function here, and the whole block exudes an inexplicable and complicated smell.

As the night progresses, the streets of the slums become quieter,

Only some people with nothing to do left gathered on the side of the street in twos and threes, casting unkind glances at everyone passing by in a hurry.

However, within such a slum, there are still different levels,

The homeless are naturally at the bottom, and the income and places to live are naturally slightly better.

The protagonist of the Lust chapter, Senashes, lives in the chaotic neighborhood of such a city.

And she's a whore.

It's a pity that she is in her early 40s, old and fading, and the heavy makeup can't smooth out her rough skin, the corners of the eyes, and the wrinkles on her forehead.

So in recent years, there have been very few people here, but another young prostitute who lives with her is full of people in the room every day.

Even sometimes when she was lying in the bedroom at night, she could hear the exaggerated shouts from the next door,

This reminded her of her youth, and it was the same, those dirty, sweaty, bloated, burly men's eyes were full of the most primitive, naked desires,

Want to crowd into her room.

Now, only some old customers will patronize her old and flabby skin,

And she became a prostitute only because her mother was born a prostitute.

Her mother didn't even know who her father was,
All I know is that her mother found out she was pregnant after her belly got bigger.

Because the month is already very big, she was simply born, and she grew up in such an environment,

Naturally, she became a prostitute when she grew up.

But these two days, she was still sick,
The old customers who were rarely seen in the first place even less came to patronize her.

"Senashsi is sitting in the living room, on the dilapidated, shaking, missing a corner, on the cloth sofa that will collapse at some point, the cloth sofa has another hole last night, I don't know what it is Being used as food by mice or other animals.

Senasisi was a little weak, she was leaning on the sofa, even if the sofa collapsed at this moment, she couldn't get up in time, even if there were miserable and exaggerated shouts from the bedroom past the living room, she didn't pay attention... ...Or, she is also looking forward to, looking forward to when this dilapidated sofa will collapse... She can either lie on the ground, or get up from the ground.

She had a contagious disease, and there was a sore on her forehead, which looked like a gash that had been slashed by a knife. With a high fever.

For a prostitute, this is obviously fatal-some of the regular customers who used to come often have not come for a long time.

She also felt like she was going to die. "

"Senna, maybe you should go out, get out of here, find an old abandoned building, or a bridge hole. Or go to the Church of Mercy and see if the priest of the church is willing to take pity on you instead of lying on this landlord's sofa , Waiting for you to die, or the sofa collapsed, and you still need to pay compensation to that damn fat man covered in fat."

do not know when,
The pompous screams in the living room past in the bedroom are gone,
The guest who came driven by desire and left because of fear has fled here in a hurry,

The young prostitute in the bedroom just changed her clothes casually, and then walked out with a cigarette in her mouth.

Senashes, who heard the voice, opened her eyes from her trance, and saw that the young prostitute was stamping out the cigarette butt,
From a luxury bag next to him that didn't fit this place, he took out a lipstick and applied it to his lips.

"...Belinda, maybe you should save up some savings."

Senna made a weak voice in her throat, her eyes resting on the luxury bag.

"Then like you? Died of illness on the landlord's sofa, thinking about the beauty of your youth before dying?"

Belinda sneered at Senna.

"...Whores shouldn't have old age, you know, Senna. When I get old, I will die instead of struggling here like you."

"You can't go to heaven by suicide."

Senna said.

"Ah, you still believe in God and the Lord... My God. My Lord, here is another old, prostitute, dirty whore who believes in you...I think this is blasphemy to you, hurry up Punish her!"

Belinda seemed to hear the funniest thing, exaggerating.

Senna lost much strength, didn't speak any more, and leaned on the sofa.

"Take it! Remember, this is not from your God, it is another whore's money for selling her body!"

Belinda still laughed at Senna, but took out all the cash from the extravagant bag and threw it on Senna,
Senna opened her eyes, looked at Belinda, and said nothing.

Belinda sneered again, turned and left,
Just because another customer came to the door.

Senna turned her head to look hard,

It was a frivolous 60-[-]-year-old with a smile on his face, eyes fixed on Belinda with undisguised desire,
He has a big belly, and the flesh on his stomach vibrates loosely when he moves.

That is the director of the welfare home in the nearby poor neighborhood,
Senna remembered receiving him when she was young, but now, the guest smiled and walked towards Belinda,
By the way, he bypassed Senna who was lying on the sofa.

Belinda greeted the man full of desire into the bedroom,
It didn't take long for Belinda's flamboyant shouts to be heard.

At the same time there was the man's voice,

The man always likes to brag about her career and achievements with the prostitute,
It was the same when I was with Senna,
He will say how great his orphanage is,
By the way, he talked about his great dream of opening welfare homes to every slum.

Whores always agree,
But as far as Saina knew, the orphanage was about to go bankrupt.
Otherwise the man wouldn't always come here looking for these dirty skins,

Always find something cleaner.

……

"Crackling..."

Ji Zhuo clattered on the keyboard, writing the content of the chapter 'Lust'.

I don't know when the sky outside the house has gradually darkened.

Ji Zhuo stayed in the study for another afternoon,

However, a lot of new content has been added to the "Lust" chapter. Lines of English words and sentences cover the original blank pages of the codeword software.
The story also continues to progress as the words emerge.

"...Senna was lying on the sofa, unwilling to move. I don't know if she had completely lost her strength, or she was willing to die like this. She didn't even pick up the money on her body."

"At this time, the sunlight outside the window shines on Senna who is lying on the sofa through the window, and the sunlight actually makes Senna feel a little bit warm."

"Senna reopened her eyes and looked out the window."

"At this time, there was a knock on the door on the other side."

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

"The knock on the door is small, weak, and regular. It seems that the timidity of the knocker can be heard."

"Senna turned her head, coming here, there are very few people knocking on the door."

"The man who is full of primitive desires, makes no secret of his naked desires, and never knocks on the door."

"Who is coming?"

(End of this chapter)