Chapter 188 I Have a Story, Do You Have Wine?

The meaning of Wu Tao's words is very simple.

Between Zhao Li and Bakumanke, it's still uncertain who is in the light of whom.

"I admit that Zhao Li's talent is good, but after all, she has only been in the industry for less than half a year!" Qiu Xiaotian sneered.

"...You can't point to a new entrant to lead a new magazine's life?"

After saying this, Qiu Xiaotian felt sour for no reason when he thought about how talented he was, but he was in such a miserable state.

"Then let's wait and see!" After Wu Tao finished speaking, he left directly.

Qiu Xiaotian pouted, Zhao Li's work is good, but Wu Tao's opinion is a bit overestimated.

But after thinking about it again, I felt that this might be true.

Not for anything else, just for this kid, no matter what he fiddles with, he can always get results.

At least this vision is not bad, definitely better than myself!

In the following time, the market performance of Baokumanke continued to be strong.

The first batch of 40,000 additional copies were sold out by the evening of the second day.

Booksellers from all over the six provinces and one city called again to urge the goods.

In the editor-in-chief's office of Baokumanke.

When Wang Yongsheng received calls from these old relationships, he was full of confidence and his voice became louder.

It is no longer the tone of begging someone when we first started to distribute goods.

In fact, the first batch of 60,000 copies has been digested by the market, and he has already sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, meeting his psychological expectations.

Now that the second and third batches are released, no matter how much they can sell, it will be a net profit that exceeds expectations.

After discussing the details of the follow-up cooperation with an old relationship, Wang Yongsheng drank his saliva and his voice became a little hoarse.

Not long after it stopped, the phone rang again.

This time I picked it up and found that it was a congratulatory call from an old friend in the industry.

They were not optimistic before, but now they have all changed their tunes, and they are full of praise and congratulations.

There is nothing to say, Mr. Wang, you are the second in comics, no one dares to be the first!

Wang Yongsheng was also full of disappointment, what else is he planning when he is old? money? of course not. That's only famous.

When it comes to Guoman in the future, everyone can think of the name Wang Yongsheng, that's enough.

After some complacency, Wang Yongsheng quickly regained his composure.

The same achievement has been achieved in the painting book king.

The most important thing right now is to learn from the lessons of last time, do everything possible to escort Bakumanke, and hold on to this victory!

In Beijiang Middle School, Bakumanke has become the best choice for students to exchange and circulate secretly.

It's like some small pornographic articles circulated in the circle of adolescent boys.

Although everyone was very careful, they were still confiscated by the head teachers of each class.

If you don't come back, what should you do? Go buy it again!

Seeing more and more classmates buying violent comics around him, and many people discussing the plots in the comic books after dinner, Wu Tao is feeling flattered day by day.

Even for the complimenting call from foreign friend Reina Fujiwara, Wu Tao accepted it calmly.

"Wu Sang, I heard that the first issue of your manga is off to a good start. I sincerely congratulate you!"

Well, there are people in Dongpu who speak, just like written language, polite and polite, but it still sounds a bit awkward.

"Thank you Miss Linai, thank you for helping to contact this matter."

Fujiwara Reina replied solemnly, "Actually, I should thank Wu Sang even more. Without your guidance, I might face layoffs!"

When Wu Tao asked, he learned that Toshiba's water purifier division had laid off staff.

If Fujiwara Reina hadn't jumped out of this fire pit in advance, even if she was a professional, she would have faced layoffs or demotion.

"...Now I'm in the laptop business department. Although it's a bit difficult at the beginning, it's better than layoffs and demotions."

When Wu Tao heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "The laptop business department has a bright future. As long as Miss Linai has patience and works hard, she will reach the pinnacle of her career sooner or later."

In the previous life, Toshiba laptops were popular all over the world, ranking among the top sellers.

However, Reina Fujiwara only took it as encouragement and didn't think much about it.

However, Dongying people are diligent in doing things, no matter how much they think about it, it will not affect anything.

After hanging up the phone with an international friend, just as Wu Tao returned to his seat and sat down, Yang Zili leaned over, lay down there, pushed the thick glasses, and pretended to be deep: "I have a story, do you have wine?"

This is a line from the male protagonist in "Star Soul", which is full of pretentiousness.

So many students use it to imitate it, and when they meet, they say, "Student, I have a story, do you have wine?"

Those who can understand are naturally like-minded people.

Sun Xiaoyu kicked him and said, "You don't look like that, look at me!"

As he spoke, he pulled up his ponytail, raised his pretty eyebrows, and exuded a tomboy heroic spirit, "Hi, I have a story, do you have wine?"

After finishing speaking, he even asked: "How is it, how is it?"

Wu Tao waved his hand and said, "You don't even look like that!"

Sun Xiaoyu and Yang Zili exchanged glances, put on a pair of pants immediately, and said in unison: "Or you come!"

Wu Tao doesn't like the method of aggressive generals. He said in a familiar way: "These words mean that the protagonist, Linley, has just gone through a battle that attracted the attention of all the people, and then he easily got into trouble with the heroine."

"...So the tone of the tone must highlight the pretense of being calm and breezy."

"...It's as if you've seen how amazing I am. But I won't brag to you, I just tell you it as a story..."

When Yang Zili heard this, he immediately felt that this was the reason.

Sun Xiaoyu, on the other hand, did not admit defeat, raised the corners of her lips, and said disapprovingly: "It's as if it's true, as if "Star Soul" is your work!"

My best friend actually dared to underestimate Wu Tao. With Zhao Li's outspoken temperament, if she could refute it, she would immediately refute it confidently. She would never wait until the next day!

"That's right, Xiaoyu, Wu Tao made up the plot of this story!"

"Hmph~" Sun Xiaoyu sneered, "Boss, stop joking. Even if he made it up, how would you know and prove it?"

Zhao Li wrapped her arms around her big breasts, "Because I drew this cartoon, so I naturally know."

Sun Xiaoyu was stunned on the spot, her mouth opened into a big O, with an expression of disbelief.

Yang Zili next to him tilted his head and pondered, "It's really possible. A few days ago, wasn't Zhao Li talked to by the old class because of drawing cartoons?"

After realizing it, Yang Zili regained his energy immediately, and asked like a bamboo shooter: "Then what happened to the plot? What level has Linley's skills reached, and what big boss did he meet again, let me tell you..."

Wu Tao glanced at Zhao Li and smiled wryly.

The news that Zhao Li was the author of Star Soul spread like wildfire.

This really caused her a lot of trouble. Everywhere she went, people came to ask about the next plot.

Even the dormitory is often visited by female students from other classes.

Not to mention, there were a lot of love letters stuffed in the drawer.

After a week, the sales statistics of Baokumanke's first issue finally came out, reaching 146,780 copies.

Not only that, but some of them even flow out to areas other than six provinces and one city, and they are quite popular.

Hearing this news, Wu Tao also took a reassurance.

With this comic magazine, the cute culture can be regarded as a support in the future.

Sorry for the late writing, a little busy.