It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

In a company building.

"Hey old Wu, the fan you brought is not bad. It is ink-wash style and very charming! Where did you buy it?"

"Oh, this is the cake shop on the corner of the street that I often go to. Today, there is an event to give away fans. If you spend 30 yuan, you will get a free one."

The middle-aged man opened the folding fan with a "swish", and slapped the wind twice in front of his colleagues as if showing off.

That's right, it was the middle-aged customer who just bought a lot of food in the store.

He and his colleagues are old acquaintances, and the daily topics are just like this.

Things like "today's temperature was one degree higher than yesterday's" or "yesterday's temperature was one degree lower than today'' are meaningless.

So it seems like it's quite fresh to talk about the topic of fans out of the blue.

"This style is very beautiful, small ink painting, with calligraphy." The colleague was a little envious.

"That's right, is there still fans in that store? I guess it will be holding activities today, why don't you go and have a look at it at noon?"

"Okay, okay, I happen to buy something to eat too."

Time flies by noon.

This time can be regarded as a small peak. At this time, due to the activities in the store, there are several times more customers than usual, and they are all excitedly gathered around the counter, admiring the various folding fans.

There are middle-aged and elderly people who are interested in Su Xiaoxiao's ink paintings, and there are also many young people or students who can't take their eyes off Su Chen's fans.

All of them commented on the fan endlessly.

To be honest, since Su Chen came here, it was the first time he encountered such a large traffic flow.

Unexpectedly, the effect of the whole small event is so good, and the reactions of consumers are too real, right?

"Brother, this fan is so cute! I love it, how much is it?"

An obese boy who looked like a high school student picked up the Ram and Rem fan and asked excitedly.

This child is young, and he doesn't know what he ate to grow up. He has a round body, like a dick.

Looking at this old gentleman with a student appearance with great interest, Su Chen smiled lightly and said quietly: "These fans are not for sale directly. You can choose one if you spend over 30 at a time in the store, and choose two if you spend over 50." Bundle."

"What? It's just a gift that looks so good?" The fat student happily took out his mobile phone and scanned over 30 yuan. He first took the paper fan like a treasure, and then went to other counters to examine it carefully and collected 30 yuan. food back.

These days, a folding fan of landscape painting usually costs ten yuan, but such a beautiful and cute folding fan is free for consumption, which almost makes him happy.

On the other side, many of the onlookers seemed to be appreciating, but they were actually waiting for someone to ask the price. Now that they heard Su Chen's words, they all pulled out their pockets and began to buy food in the store.

After all, after all, these people came in to buy food.

After a while, more than half of the fans were sold. Many people deliberately increased their consumption in order to choose a fan they liked, and made up thirty or fifty.

Even some young people showed signs of quarreling over the choice of fans.

Su Chen looked speechless.

Take it.

Buying something and choosing a gift can still quarrel, are you children?

The fans were about to bottom out. At this time, a young man came over, pointed to several fans and asked Su Chen, "Brother, the pattern on your fan is Xiaobu, right? And this one, it looks like Lu Luxiu." .”

Su Chen was taken aback.

I didn't expect that some of my comics could be recognized here.

And didn't Lu Luxiu just post two words? Why do you remember it so clearly?

Could it be that you are a ten-year-old fan of your own comics?

"Yes, thank you for being able to see it."

His tone was a little emotional.

When the young man heard it, he said triumphantly: "Of course, I am a loyal fan of this manga author. I have followed Lu Luxiu since I was a child, and I have tipped him hundreds of dollars on the official website."

Good guy, really an old fan.

With a secret sigh, Su Chen silently thanked the young man in front of him. However, there are too many fans who rewarded him with a few hundred dollars. Forgive him for not being able to guess who this person is .

Seeing that Su Chen didn't seem to be impatient, the young man continued to say honestly: "Speaking of which, the quality of your peripherals is really high, I can't find such a good-looking one online, it's almost as if the author himself painted it! "

"It's not the surrounding area, it's drawn by me and a few friends." Su Chen smiled slightly and said quietly.

"What?!"

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, and began to look at the fan carefully again, and sometimes raised his head, looking at him in surprise.

If you take a closer look, it seems that you can barely see the traces of hand-painted paintings, especially some paintings, which are particularly serious for private goods at first glance. The serious peripherals will not add things to the characters in the paintings like this.

Moreover, there is another thing that the young man cares about. There are several paintings on the fan, even he can't name them. Maybe it's the original creation of the person in front of him!

As soon as this idea came out, he couldn't calm down.

If this is really the case, then the person in front of him must be an expert comparable to Mao Xuewang.

Well, it is said that the big hermit is hidden in the morning market, and the master is among the people. It is said that the big brother in front of me is right.

"Brother, with your level, what kind of shop do you still hang around here? Wouldn't it be nice to just draw manga or something?"

After drawing for a few seconds to stabilize his chaotic heart, the young man couldn't help but advise Su Chen.

From his point of view, who didn't know the situation, although opening this store is quite impressive, and it seems that it will make a lot of money, but the style is definitely not as high as that of a cartoonist.

If a manga takes off, the manuscript fee and income will definitely be enough for ordinary people to spend most of their lives in style.

"It's just a random drawing, it's not worth mentioning." Su Chen didn't dare to admit his real identity, and his expression was half a smile, "Also, I didn't open this store, I'm just a shop assistant."

youth:"……"

What happened to this world?

A master whose painting skills are comparable to first-line cartoonists, is here to be a small shop assistant?

He suddenly felt that the world was too crazy.

Some walked away as if they had lost their souls, and the young man fell into deep thought, unable to calm down for a long time.

The small episode did not affect the hot activities in the store. In the afternoon, the fans placed on the booth, probably dozens of them, were completely consumed.

Su Chen could only put up the rest of the fans.

At about two o'clock, Su Xiaoxiao also strolled into the store with a parasol.

"How's the situation?" The little girl asked when she came to the shop.

"Not bad, more than half of the fan has been consumed." Su Chen pouted into the counter, then looked at Su Xiaoxiao, "By the way, why did you come in the afternoon? If you come later, there will be nothing left in the store."

He knew very well that Su Xiaoxiao was here to eat and drink.

I don't know where the desserts that the little girl eats every day have been digested, and she doesn't look fat at all.

Could it be that the legend that girls have their own dessert stomachs is true?

"I just woke up!"

Su Xiaoxiao explained straightforwardly.

"And who would have thought that it would sell so well today."

"Just... just woke up?"

Su Chen, who discovered the blind spot, swallowed weakly, and then looked at the wall clock in the store calmly.

Minute hand and hour hand one left and one right.

Well, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, that's right.

I heard you just woke up?

As expected of you.

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