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Chapter 159 Someone is happy,

Chapter 159 Someone is happy,

In fact, if Zhang Zhong searched carefully, he could still see a poster not far behind the poster of "A Bouquet for Algernon" with the four characters "Suspected in Tibet" printed on it.

And there is a paragraph on the poster: The new work of the Detective Master Award winner.

"Tibetan Suspect" was launched at the end of last month, and it has been more than a week now.

When it first came out, with the help of the gimmick of the Detective Master Award winner, the sales of this book were not bad, but soon, readers found that this book was old wine in a new bottle, and the soup was not replaced.

The previous "Murder in Loulan" was really good, but now this "Suspected Murder in Tibet" is too homogeneous with it. It just changed the location, and even the modus operandi and the process of solving the case are somewhat similar.

As a result, the word-of-mouth of this new book must not be very good. After the sales frenzy of the past few days, the popularity has dropped rapidly. Just when the fifth-grade vegetative "A Bouquet for Algernon" came out, the bookstore put it on the poster. Put it in an inconspicuous place in the back.

It's a pity that "Suspected Murder in Tibet" has already ended in defeat before the two books of different types have been confronted head-on.

Zhang Zhong stood next to the bookshelf for a while, and the "Bouquet for Algernon" on the bookshelf lost one layer, which shows the rapid sales.

This time, the publishing house still engaged in an "easter egg marketing". Some of the books included postcards signed by fifth-grade vegetative people, so the books were all packaged, and they were not allowed to open if they didn't buy them.

The bookstore specially sent staff to stand by, fearing that unconscious customers would open the book cover.

They didn't make a big deal out of it, because it had happened before, that some unqualified customer would sneak open the book and see if there was a postcard in it.

Books with "easter eggs" like this are not very easy to sell once they are opened. They will either be sent back to be repackaged, or sold at a discount. Anyway, they are not what bookstores want to see.

Of course, for the sake of customers, the bookstore removed a few books and put them on the shelf as trial books, but there were too few trial books and too many people came to buy books, so it was not enough.

Some people bought books and didn't leave, just stood by the bookshelf and read them, and some people chatted while reading.

"I've read some of this book on Weiyu, and after a few days of waiting, I finally got the full version." A boy wearing glasses said.

"I also saw it on Weiyu, the operation of the fifth grade vegetative is too fucked." The dark-skinned little boy next to him nodded and complained in his tone.

"But I didn't think it was science fiction when I watched it. Could it be that the content behind it has changed?" said the boy with eyes.

"Actually, it can be regarded as science fiction. After all, the experiments in it are not real at all." The short boy said.

"That's true."

After a while, a little fat man joined the discussion, "The vegetable will not write detective novels in the future?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, I haven't seen enough of the Poirot series."

"Do you think it's because the vegetative person didn't get the Detective Master Award and got angry, so he stopped writing about detectives?"

"Not so much."

"I don't think so, but it's too coincidental."

"Yeah, after that incident came out, he published two books, one is spy war and the other is science fiction."

"Hey, is the spy war book good? I haven't read it for a while. If it's good, I'll look it up later."

"It's amazing, I recommend you to watch it when you go back."

"I think it's okay. The key is that I don't like the type of spy war, but the detective suspense type is good."

"Actually, I feel that if the vegetative person releases another detective book this year, he should be able to win the Detective Master Award."

"Who knows, it's good to have books to read, who would pick and choose."

……

There are more and more people discussing, some chatting about books, and some chatting about gossip.

After a while, an excited cry burst out from the crowd, "Fuck, I won the lottery."

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound. A boy was holding a postcard in his hand, his face flushed with excitement.

It turned out that his so-called winning the lottery meant that he bought a book with a postcard in it, but everyone still looked enviously. After all, the probability of getting a postcard is not high, and it may not be one out of hundreds of people.

Of course, there are such lucky ones, and there are also those unlucky ones.

Zhang Zhong saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who had bought twenty or thirty books. She couldn't wait to go home, so she found a vacant space in the bookstore and began to dismantle them.

She was unlucky, even after dismantling twenty or thirty books, she found nothing.

The little girl looked at the twenty or thirty books that had been opened in front of her, her eyes were a little dazed, like a child who had lost a toy.

In fact, Zhang Zhong didn't think it was necessary, and the easter egg thing was just for fun, how could he buy it as a scratch-off like this.

Moreover, it is normal for twenty or thirty books not to win the lottery. In theory, you have to buy hundreds of books to win one.

The little girl couldn't get away with so many books, so she made a phone call with her mouth pursed. After a while, a boy came over and scolded her while helping her move the books out, and then the two drove away.

Zhang Zhong stayed in the lobby on the first floor for a while, and then went up to the rest area on the second floor. He didn't just want to read his new book, but also found a few other books to read along the way.

His family's study room is full of books, but they were all ordered by Liu Feng for him before, not all of them may suit his taste, and there are some old books in it, Zhang Zhong also wants to find some new books to read, so as to keep pace with the times.

But he won't stay in the bookstore for long, and he will pick up Pengpeng when the time comes.

After sitting in the bookstore for a while, Lin Ping, who had harvested literature, called.

"Mr. Zhang, Chairman Fang of the Yanjing Writers Association said he wants your contact information. Is it convenient for us to give it to him?"

"It's inconvenient." Zhang Zhong directly refused, and then asked, "Did he say what he wanted me for?"

"No, he just said he wanted to get to know you."

"Well, I see. If he wants to contact me, he can ask him to private message me on Harvest Literature Network, and forget about other contact methods."

Lin Ping paused, and then said, "Okay, I see, I won't bother you with that teacher."

After hanging up Lin Ping's phone call, Zhang Chong secretly wondered why the chairman of the Yanjing Writers Association wanted him. Could it be that Chairman Fang thought he was from Yanjing?

This is unreasonable. After all, his information has not been disclosed. Let alone Su Ai, even if he is a fifth-year vegetable, the outside world does not know where he is from.

As for the contact information, of course you can't give it. If everyone comes over and asks for the contact information, his identity will be exposed soon.

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