Chapter 13 Sale

The album officially went on sale, and Luo Quan immediately tweeted "Announcement to the World" to inform fans that the album was now available for purchase.

Currently, her Twitter account has 100,000 followers, but the popularity value returned to her is only 6,000, which means that her true fans will not exceed 30,000 at most, and most of them are middle school students. These people listen to music Most people use mobile phones and rarely use record players. There are probably very few people who are willing to buy records.

However, there are still many people who are willing to support her tweet. Within ten minutes of her tweet, she received thousands of likes and more than a hundred comments, of which about a dozen said she had purchased the record, but more All virtual albums are purchased on itunes.

The data of virtual albums are not included in the Oricon list. To be on the list, physical albums must be sold well, but Luo Quan is embarrassed to remind fans to buy physical albums.

What's even more uncomfortable is that after the record was officially released, she couldn't even see the sales data, and her name couldn't be found on the Oricon charts.

"Hey..." Luo Quan put down his phone, worrying about gains and losses.

Wen Xia, who was wearing a blindfold and ready to rest, heard Luo Quan's sigh and said comfortingly: "Go to sleep. There's no point in worrying now. If you go to the record store tomorrow and ask, you'll know how the sales are going."

Hearing this, Luo Quan could only relax temporarily, stood up, turned off the lights, and slept with Wen Xia on the tatami with their backs facing each other.

Uneasy breathing gradually filled the room. Both of them were filled with worries. This night's dream would definitely not be easy...

When Luo Quan woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He glanced at Wen Xia beside him. His body was spread out in a large shape, his right leg was placed on her belly, his mouth was slightly open, and glistening saliva could be vaguely seen.

Luo Quan shook his head and laughed, gently moved Wen Xia's legs away, then walked into the bathroom and started washing up.

The sound of water spraying from the shower head woke up Wen Xia, but she had no intention of getting up. She just wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and shouted into the bathroom: "Lolo, I'm hungry..."

"There is bread in the refrigerator!" Luo Quan said while applying shower gel.

"I want to eat something hot~~" Wen Xia acted coquettishly when she disagreed.

"Wait until I finish taking a shower!" Luo Quan gritted his teeth in the bathroom, what an ancestor!

After Luo Quan cleaned up and came out of the bathroom, Wen Xia changed her sleeping position, lying face down on the pillow, with her buttocks arched high.

One thing I have to say is that it is round and curvy. If you kick it up, it should bounce up. It is worthy of being from a girl group and has a really good figure.

"I went out to buy breakfast and take a look at how my records are selling." Luo Quan said to him while putting on his shoes.

"Well..." Wen Xia responded lazily.

Japanese people are accustomed to eating hot rice for breakfast. There is a restaurant with good craftsmanship near the apartment. It is owned by Chinese people. It is very good at making teriyaki cod. Unfortunately, Luo Quan once ate fish when he was a child and got stuck with fish bones. It left a shadow in my heart, and I refused to eat any fish except canned dace with black bean sauce.

Besides, she and Wen Xia are both Chinese and don't have the habit of eating in the morning. Fortunately, in addition to teriyaki cod, this store also prepares some rice balls and sushi, which are large in quantity and taste good.

Unfortunately, although it is a Chinese-owned restaurant, you cannot buy domestic breakfast items such as steamed buns and steamed buns. Most Japanese people basically do not buy breakfast outside, so the breakfast in this restaurant is usually sold to Chinese people living nearby. Yes, the interesting thing is that they only serve Japanese food…………

Luo Quan bought four of each when passing by, costing her more than 300 yen.

After buying breakfast, Luo Quan continued walking down the street. There was a record store not far away, and she wanted to go in and see how her records were selling.

After walking for two minutes, Luo Quan arrived in front of the store called Sichuan Wood Record Store. The owner squatted at the door and fanned leisurely to dissipate the heat brought by the early morning sun. When he saw Luo Quan coming over, he did not hesitate. He stood up and just said: "The store just bought a batch of new records from Sony yesterday. They are all what you young people like to listen to."

Luo Quan asked: "Is there any spring water?"

The old man lowered his head and muttered: "Quanshui... seems to have such an album." Then he pointed to the store: "Go to the innermost shelf and have a look, it should be there."

Speaking of the direction of the old man's finger, Luo Quan walked into the store.

The area of ​​this store is not large, only about twenty square meters. When I was a child, the toy store near my school was about the same size. There would always be a plump aunt standing at the door and making a very seductive call to the passing elementary school students. It's a whisper from the devil, and its power is so terrifying that it can steal every elementary school student's pocket money.

In that small store, every corner contains unexpected products. If you want to find truly valuable treasures, you need to go to the deepest and most inconspicuous place in the entire store.

Luo Quan was now trudging towards the deepest part of the record store. Although she had entered sideways, the too narrow and crowded shelves did not allow her slender figure to take advantage of it. The main reason was that the width of her upper and lower body was not balanced. , well-developed peaks that made her scratch a record or two every time she moved.

After a lot of hard work, Luo Quan finally reached the last row of the shelf, which contained a row of brand-new records.

Judging from the placement of records on the shelves, the elderly seem to prefer to put classic old records in the front, while the records released by these young singers are placed at the back. This is also related to the fact that there are not many young people in the streets. , usually the people who come here to buy records are middle-aged people around forty years old.

At the bottom of these records, Luo Quan found a record with his name printed on it. The cover showed a photo of her holding a lemon. The production was more refined than other records released by Sony.

After counting carefully, there were only twenty of her records on the shelf. The quantity purchased was really pitiful, but considering that the store here was too small, Luo Quan didn't particularly care.

After sorting out his records, Luo Quan took one out, then took the rest outside and placed them in the most conspicuous position.

The old man didn't see all this. He still turned his back to the shop and looked at the street, slowly fanning the ball in his hand.

"Old man, how do you sell this record?" Luo Quan asked politely, holding his own record.

The old man looked up and said, "This one is only 2,800 yen."

"So cheap?" Luo Quan was a little surprised. The pre-sale price online was 2,500 yen, and the purchase price should be about the same. Generally speaking, it is normal for such physical retail stores to add 700 to 800 yen to the purchase price. Yes, but this old man only added 300 yen. This price is too conscientious.

Unexpectedly, the old man turned around and complained: "It's all because of my dim eyesight. I picked up the wrong record when I bought the goods. I originally thought I got Hoshino Sakura's record, but when I went back to the store and took a closer look, it turned out to be an eighteen-year-old girl named Quan Shui." I’ve never heard of an online female singer, but luckily I didn’t take too much, so now I can only set the price lower to make up for it.”

"So...it turns out to be like this." Luo Quan now had embarrassment written all over his face.

With a lonely sigh, Luo Quan took out three thousand-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to the old man.

The old man raised the banknotes and placed them in the sun. After seeing Noguchi Hideyo's portrait appearing in the white oval blank, he turned around and opened the drawer on the left hand side, and carefully placed the thousand-yuan banknotes at the bottom of the pile of banknotes in the drawer. Then he picked up four 50 yen coins from inside and handed them to Luo Quan.

Luo Quan, who suffered a huge setback, was about to leave this sad place. As soon as he turned around, he saw two young people about fifteen or sixteen years old walking towards him.

The two boys were dressed in T-shirts, shorts and baseball caps. They looked very similar and were most likely twins. They saw Luo Quan as soon as they arrived at the door of the store.

"Ah, is it Sister Quan Shui!" One of the taller boys exclaimed, his face full of surprise and joy.

"My stage name is Quan Shui." Luo Quan smiled and nodded.

"Really, I didn't expect to see you here in person!" the short boy said when he saw a record in Luo Quan's hand and said curiously: "What Sister Quanshui is holding is your new record." Album, right?”

Luo Quan nodded slightly: "Yes, I passed by this record store and wanted to see how my records were selling, but it doesn't seem to be very ideal."

"How is that possible!" The tall boy looked a little excited, "Our entire class is discussing your album, and everyone wants to buy one and listen to it!"

"Really?" Luo Quan finally showed a smile: "Does this mean that my album is quite popular among students?"

The short boy nodded vigorously: "Of course, many of my friends have tweeted that they have set Lemon as their ringtone, but my brother and I prefer your song with fireworks!

By the way, sister Quanshui, can we take a photo with you? "

The boy's eyes were full of expectations. Luo Quan had no reason to refuse such a request, and nodded happily: "Of course."

Because she was a little tall, Luo Quan could only squat on the side of the road with the two boys and took a group photo. Luo Quan held up the breakfast and records in his hands and made a Yes gesture.

The two boys looked very excited, their faces flushed. The brothers took a photo each with their mobile phones, and then bid farewell to Luo Quan with satisfaction and entered the record store.

Luo Quan saw from a distance that the two of them quickly found his own record on the outside of the shelf, and smiled as if he had found a treasure.

Luo Quan also showed a bright smile in the gentle sunshine, and the blond hair behind him became more and more shiny.