The young man returned to his residence, threw his shoulder bag on the sofa, and went back to the study—say it was a study, with only computer desks, tables and chairs—and pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Hehe, Yuchuan Haruka... I didn't expect to meet him... fate?"

The young man rested on the backrest of the computer chair, looked at the photo on the phone, looked at it for two or three minutes, and couldn't help but laugh out loudly.

He turned on the computer and imported the photos he had just taken into the computer. Using the software, he cut out the Huaxia language textbook that Yuchuan Haruka held in the photo, and then sent the photos of this textbook to a forum he often goes to. in.

This forum can be said to be his biggest gain in the 11th district in half a year.

In this forum, he met a lot of interesting people, some of them are not good at drawing, but they are good at doing it, and some people just made up their minds just because they were bored, or felt that the comics they read were boring. Start, make a setting or outline.

Because they usually have jobs, it is impossible for them to draw these ideas into comics-the probability of supporting themselves with comics is really too small, not everyone dares to take risks.

Thus, there is a kind of transaction.

He bought these with money, and besides getting a lot of money for the author's remuneration, these people can see their ideas become comics.

As for the shortcomings, it is not without it, there is no authorship.

"You see, a piece of software requires a lot of programmers, but when the final product comes out, does anyone know who these programmers are? No. So, as long as I don't owe you money, it's ok. What do you think?"

The words of young people make these people feel strange, but when you think about it carefully, there seems to be a little bit of truth, but it's not the same as their intuitive feelings, but these people didn't think about what went wrong.

After all, the money is in hand.

In this way, there was "Ranzhan Dancer".

Another reason he likes this forum is that there are people here who can speak Chinese.

In the words of these people, the animation market in District 11 has been saturated, and a way out must be figured out.

"Excuse me, which school textbook is this book?" The young man forwarded the cut picture to the forum.

"Mo is big, do you also want to learn Chinese?"

"No, I met a lovely girl, and this is the textbook in her hand," the young man said.

"I don't know, there are still many training courses to teach Huaxia."

"Yes, every textbook uses the same books. How can you tell it?"

"That is……"

Sure enough, it's not that simple...

The young man sighed and scanned the webpage. If no one answered again, he was really going to close the webpage.

At this time, another person replied and uploaded a picture.

Compared with the cover of the young man, this picture has the same style, but the background color is different.

The young man took a closer look. The newly uploaded cover is an English picture, and the one he uploaded is a textbook for teaching Chinese.

"Um... which organization's textbook is this?"

"Oh, this school is called ‘’, and it’s the best training institution in Tokyo."

"?" The young man's eyes lit up, his tongue licked his lips, and he chuckled.

...

In the first week of November, the comics market was almost dominated by "Steel Refining". After the first day of volume 14 broke 400,000, Wang Wenhong had an exaggerated idea-Will Volume 14 of "Steel Refining" be the first week Break a million?

"impossible."

Wang Wenhong shook his head, thinking it was too dreamy.

Millions in the first week...

Even "ComicFuture" is a number that hasn't appeared in a long time.

Can "Steel Refining" really achieve it?

Wang Wenhong expressed deep suspicion about this, but then he thought, how can he know if he doesn't fight for it?

With this determination, after get off work, Wang Wenhong went to the bookstores in Hongchuan as soon as possible to learn about the situation. It is precisely because of this that Wang Wenhong can know the sales of "Steel Refining" in his mind-single volume single Monday Millions of copies are not impossible to achieve.

Please be sure to break through one million!

This is almost Wang Wenhong's biggest wish in this period of time.

"Jingle Bell……"

Shang Haozhi's landline rang, and he immediately picked up the phone and said twice, but his expression was very serious.

Wang Wenhong's heart immediately raised his throat and stared at Shang Haozhi intently.

Shang Haozhi sighed after hanging up the phone, and the editors in the editorial department were nervous and did not know what had happened.

Especially Wang Wenhong, his heart is even more nervous.

Shouldn't... As far as I know, sales this week should be very good.

Shang Haozhi glanced around, and finally fell on Wang Wenhong's body.

"Just now, the sales department called and told me the weekly sales of "Steel Refining"..." Shang Haozhi paused for a moment, then continued, "Volume 14 sold 1.002 million copies, and the weekly total sales were 1.438 million. Book. Congratulations to Teacher Shen, and other authors should do their best..."

Shang Haozhi was only half talking, and applause immediately broke out in the editorial department.

"Pharaoh, treat!" Xu Jie hugged Wang Wenhong for the first time.

"Ah, I thought "Steel Refining" would be a hit, but I didn't expect it to break through one million copies~lightnovelpub.net~ Jian Xiaomei was surprised.

This result is impossible for "Hunting Abyss" to achieve.

"The point is, in addition to volume 14, other comics have sold more than 400,000 copies." Zhou Xiaoming also showed horror on his face.

Wang Wenhong clutched his heart and took a few breaths.

The pressure before was really great. Now that I know the result, suddenly I feel a lot easier on my body.

"Pharaoh, don't forget to notify Teacher Shen..." Yan Fei reminded.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot!" Wang Wenhong quickly put away his smile, picked up the landline, and dialed Shen Xin's number.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Wenhong couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Shen, congratulations!"

"what?"

Congratulations?

When Shen Xin got on the phone, he was at a loss and didn't know why.

"Ahem, I mean, congratulations, Volume 14 of "Steel Refining" broke one million copies in a single week."

One million copies?

Shen Xin raised his brows. Of course he had thought about this number, but when it appeared, it really made people feel like they were dreaming.

"Brother Wang."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for taking care of you for so long..." Shen Xin took a deep breath and said something to his heart.

"Mr. Shen, what are you talking to me? We are both prosperous." Wang Wenhong smiled.

"Brother Wang, wait a while, come over to have a meal together. If sister Yan has time, call her too."

"Xing Lei. Wait for me!"

Shen Xin hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief, looking at the ceiling sluggishly.

A single one million copies on Monday... I didn't expect it to be realized.

(Ask a leave, two changes today, no more tonight.)

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