Early the next morning, Jiang Zhong came to the magazine office early, and as soon as he put down the briefcase, he saw a stack of forms on the table.

"Has the statistics of "Soul of Chess" come out?" Jiang Zhong asked.

"Not yet, the major bookstores are making statistics, and the results should be known soon." A staff member said.

Jiang Zhong nodded slightly, sat down and flipped through the form that had been sent. After the computer simply added it up, his brows frowned slightly.

Subsequently, the data was sent to Jiang Zhong one after another.

After repeated checks three times, Jiang Zhong rubbed his face weakly, sighed, and was silent for a long time before dialing Shang Haozhi's landline.

Shang Haozhi is also struggling whether to call Jiang Zhong. He is now like a parent who is worried about his child's performance. He is both looking forward to and worried about the sales of "Hire".

The landline on the desk suddenly remembered, and Shang Haozhi made a clever call, and then quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey……"

Other editors unanimously looked at Shang Haozhi, especially Wang Wenhong, he could even feel his heart beating rapidly.

"Oh...Thank you, I see." Shang Haozhi's face tightened, he slowly put down the phone, and looked at the others in the editorial department, "The first volume of "The Soul of Chess", the first week's sales, 30,000 copies."

30000?

"How is it possible? This is too low." Wang Wenhong patted the table and stood up.

Only 30,000 copies were sold, and sales in the next few days are not expected to be too high.

"Sit down first, I can understand your feelings, but Jiang Zhong doesn't have to lie to us." Shang Haozhi crossed his fingers and looked sad, "Don't tell Teacher Shen... after a week of results, we will make judgments. "

"What if Teacher Shen asks?" Wang Wenhong was in a mess after sitting down.

"Just say you don't know, let him ask me." Shang Haozhi said in a deep voice.

Wang Wenhong held back nothing, opened the Manjia.com forum and clicked on the "icfuture" section.

There are not many posts related to "Soul of the Game" in the section, and everyone still prefers to discuss "The Legend of the Dragon King" and "Hunting Abyss". After all, the two comics have been biting very tightly in recent weeks. In the end, in the climax of "Hunting Abyss", they still fell 50 votes from "The Legend of the Dragon King" and ranked second.

In addition, there are also several posts related to the "Soul of the Game" pamphlet in the forum. Everyone has a high evaluation of the pamphlet, but the sales volume is not high.

The typical applause is not popular.

Is it really a niche work? Or...because of Zhen Duo's defeat, everyone is still unwilling to accept "Soul of Go"?

But that game has been over for half a month, and most people's emotions should also calm down and accept the fact that Go has lost again.

Wang Wenhong wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue, and then helplessly rubbed his forehead.

"One week... won't you not even be able to sell 100,000, right?" Wang Wenhong muttered to himself.

If this situation continues to develop, it really may not reach 100,000 copies.

Generally speaking, new booklets have the highest sales volume on the first day, and after two or three weeks, single-day sales volume is almost negligible.

Few comics can consistently maintain an ideal sales volume.

"Don't worry, with the quality of "Soul of Go", the sales won't be so miserable. Maybe it will explode tomorrow?"

Hook looked at Wang Wenhong with a sad face. He wanted Wang Wenhong to persuade Shen Xin to change the plot of the story and speed up the story. Now it seems that he can only delay it for a few days.

Wang Wenhong scratched his head and nodded depressed.

On this day, instead of going to Shen Xin's studio, he fell asleep after drinking two glasses of wine, and was almost late for work.

An article in the office was silent, as if there was a big hand strangling most people's throats.

Shang Haozhi crossed his index fingers and placed it on the table. From Wang Wenhong into the editorial department, Shang Haozhi didn't look away from him until he sat on his seat.

The entire editorial department is filled with a sense of tension that makes people feel weak.

Wang Wenhong just opened the notebook, and Shang Haozhi's landline sounded again.

"Hey……"

Wang Wenhong felt that his heart was being grabbed. He immediately turned his head to look at Shang Haozhi, only to find that Shang Haozhi's expression had become a little weird.

Later, Shang Haozhi's reply made Wang Wenhong even more puzzled.

"Ah? How could this be...you don't know...well. I know."

After hanging up the phone, Shang Haozhi also noticed everyone’s gazes and coughed a little, and explained: “The sales of the second day of "Hireki" was 31,000 copies. Although it was only a thousand copies more than yesterday, it was a good sign."

Rise instead of falling?

Wang Wenhong blinked his eyes and quickly opened the Manjia.com forum. There were still too many posts related to "Soul of the Game".

He also went to the sales department during the break time, but Jiang Zhong told him that the increase in sales of the single book "Hire of the Game" might just be accidental.

"I don't have enough data here yet, so don't hold on to too much hope." Jiang Zhong's words poured a pot of cold water on Wang Wenhong.

In the early morning of the fourth day of the release of "Soul of the Game", the sales department heard the news again.

"Fifty thousand copies!" Shang Haozhi hung up, with a rare smile on his face.

fifty thousand?

Wang Wenhong was taken aback for a moment, and then he opened the forum eagerly, and there were more posts related to "Soul of the Game". There was even a newcomer who signed in to the building. Many netizens who had never registered an account on Manjia.com left a message to sign in under this post.

In addition, posts related to the booklet of "The Soul of the Game" also came out one after another.

"Oh, to be honest, my mood hasn't been relieved yet. Zhen Duo lost the lieutenant Han in the 9th dan. I really can't accept it. But I still can't play Go.

""Soul of Chess" is indeed a good manga, but I want to say that its rhythm is too slow. At the end of the first volume, the protagonist only played a few games of chess. If I had a supporter by my side, I would hang it long ago. Professional chess player."

"You're awesome, but aren't you afraid of being dissected? Elementary school students who have defeated professional chess players one after another will definitely be focused on, and maybe they will be exposed."

"That's right, Xiao Guang just won Xiao Liang, so he was "marked" by Xiao Liang. If he wins Shi Xing Yang, then Huaxia Chess Academy won't turn the sky?"

"So, the rhythm of Go comics can't be too fast. It doesn't need to be as intense as football or basketball... Moreover, after watching "Soul of Go", I also learned a lot about Go..."

"That's right—"

"I usually don't read cartoons. I turned two pages when I was bored in the chess club. As a result, I found it very interesting. The only regret is that I have been serialized from "icfuture" to Chapter 14~lightnovelpub.net~ There are several issues in between. Haven't had time to see it yet.

...

Looking at these posts, Wang Wenhong suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Could it be... "Soul of Chess" really survived?

Wang Wenhong’s speculation was confirmed on the morning of the fifth day. On the fourth day, the sales volume of "Soul of the Chess" reached 100,000 copies. At the same time, 100,000 copies were republished.

Happiness came so suddenly.

Wang Wenhong didn't even react for the first time, and then immediately rushed out of the editorial department and dialed Shen Xin's number.

"Mr. Shen, congratulations, 100,000 copies have been reprinted!" Wang Wenhong grinned.

"Reprint?" The g pen in Shen Xin's hand stopped, a little surprised, "You mean...300,000 copies, and 100,000 copies to be republished?"

Shen Xin was also a little surprised. You must know that the plot of "Hire of Chess" has not fully developed yet.

"That's right! I'm busy now, I'll look for you at night."

The three assistants downstairs looked at Shen Xin upstairs.

"The reprint will come out, and everyone will eat together in the evening!" Shen Xin got up, came to the fence, and said to the others.

"Reprint...come out?" Gao Hang blinked and clenched his fists the next moment, "Awesome! Teacher Shen!"

Ma Ning swallowed and looked at Shen Xin incredulously.

A Go comic...a week's sales are comparable to popular fighting comics, which...really exaggerated.