My Cartoonist Guide

　　 "Teacher, please drink water."

After seeing Shen Xin sweating profusely, the staff of 　　 bookstore immediately handed over two mineral water.

　　 Shen Xin frowned slightly and glanced at the readers who were still in line.

　　 Aren’t you five or six hundred people? Why are there more and more people?

　　 His right hand is sore and swollen. Although he is always painting, it is the first time he writes uninterruptedly like today.

　　 The signing of the book began at 11 a.m., and after three or four hours of signing, the number of people in line still did not decrease.

　　 Yan Fu, who stayed in the backstage, couldn’t stand it, and said to the store manager beside him: "Store manager, don’t let the readers line up anymore."

　　 "Huh? It's selling now." The store manager was rather regretful.

　　 "The fire is not good either." Yan Fu refused. "The cartoonist's body is also very important. If you get tired, it will be a loss to the magazine and the bookstore."

　　 The store manager was a little depressed, but what Yan Fu said was also true. If Shen Xin gets tired, their bookstore will have a lot of trouble, so he ordered the clerk to prohibit customers from queuing anymore.

Some customers just join in the fun. They don’t know much about "Y's". They just think that if they can get a signed book, they might be able to show off in front of their peers. Now that they are not allowed to line up, they have no intention of continuing. Line it down.

　　 But more people are readers. When they hear that the readers behind cannot line up, they have different expressions. Readers before the cut-off line are secretly grateful, and readers after the cut-off line are depressed.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry. We also know that you deliberately went to the roaming bookstore in order to find Mr. Shen to sign, but Mr. Shen has signed for nearly four hours and is really tired now. If you still choose to buy The bookstore has decided to give away a copy of the poster and bookmark of "Y\'s" as a separate edition of "Y's"..."

　　 Hearing what the clerk said, most readers also said that they could understand, and they scattered.

　　 After signing the last pamphlet, Shen Xin leaned weakly against the back of his chair, unable to even lift his right hand.

　　 "Thanks." Yan Fu handed out a bottle of mineral water with a smile on his face.

　　 "Well, sister Yan, you have hurt me miserably. I have never been so tired when I write a composition for the college entrance examination." Shen Xin felt weak and took the mineral water with his left hand.

　　 "Of course, where are the words enough for writing?" Yan Fu said with a smile.

　　 "Then...how many books did I sign?" Shen Xin asked.

"do not know."

"Eh?"

　　 "Huh what? I'm not the store manager. The statistics of the data are carried out by the store." Yan Fu said.

　　 "Yes." Shen Xin nodded slightly and drank a bottle of mineral water.

　　 After taking a break, the store manager hurried over, "Two, it turned out."

　　 "How many volumes?"

　　 Shen Xin and Yan Wei asked in unison.

　　 "You two really have a tacit understanding." The store manager said with a smile.

　　 Shen Xin and Yan Fu looked at each other and smiled.

　　 "According to the data obtained so far, as of four o'clock in the afternoon, a total of 1,722 copies of "Y’s" have been sold, of which, Mr. Shen signed 1,392 copies." The store manager said excitedly.

　　 "Huh? I thought I had signed 10,000 copies? My hands are almost exhausted and broken." Shen Xin held his forehead with his hands, a little frustrated.

　　 "Satisfaction, right? Cartoonists don't just write names like writers. You still have to draw simple strokes. It's not easy to sign so many copies." Yan Fu patted Shen Xin on the shoulder and said soothingly.

　　 "This is true. In fact, in this year's roaming bookstore's autograph sales, this result is already the second best." The store manager smiled.

　　 Yan Wei nodded slightly. As an editor in the industry, she also has a certain degree of cooperation with roaming bookstores. She also knows a little about the relevant news.

　　 "How many volumes is the first place?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

　　 "The number one...More than six thousand three hundred volumes, there were really a lot of people here, and the streets outside the bookstore were full of people." The store manager recalled.

　　 "So many?" Shen Xin was shocked. He only signed more than a thousand copies, and his hands were almost gone.

　　 "He didn't draw a stick figure, he signed it directly," the store manager said.

　　 "This is also a lot. If I can come to so many readers, I guess I will sign it directly?" Shen Xin sighed.

"Don't be so greedy, okay? One thousand and four hundred books are already very high. Moreover, this is your first half year as a professional cartoonist. After that, your grades may be higher. The opponent is a giant. The same exists. So, boy, you are already very good." Yan Fu tapped Shen Xin on the shoulder and said.

　　 "Who is that person?" Shen Xin was a little curious.

　　 "The winner of this year's Best Feature Comic Award, the iconic cartoonist of "ComicFutura", teacher Wang Yunze and his "Legend of the Dragon King"."

　　 "……"

　　 Shen Xin also knows that he is indeed no better than Wang Yunze now.

　　 "Okay, that's it for today, thanks to the store manager." Yan Fu waved to the store manager.

　　 "Yan editor, you'd better prepare first. I think it might have to be reprinted." The store manager laughed, "One of the most popular booklets in this year's roaming. It is impossible not to reprint it."

"I hope, but you also know that the magazine has high expectations for this set of books. I originally applied for the first edition of 100,000 copies. As a result, the sales department only gave 50,000 copies. Although they were sympathetic to their difficulties, In case of unsalable sales, all the losses will be borne by the magazine, but even so, I still want to use their outstanding results to slap them in the face." Yan Fu said depressed.

　　 Shen Xin doesn't know much about sales, but he also knows that the first edition of 50,000 copies is already very high for newcomers. It took a week for "Together" to digest the sales of 50,000 copies. Moreover, the base camp of "Y’s" is still in Yunhai, and the Yunhai market is really too small compared to Hongchuan.

　　……

　　 Xi Muxun is very depressed~www.wuxiahere.com~ Today is Shen Xin's signature book sale, but he can only be "trapped" in the classroom.

　　 This is also no way. After all, if she skips class and goes to the book sales scene, Shen Xin will find out that she will definitely have to be criticized.

　　 Sign or something, you can sign it when you go home!

　　 But what she wants is not an autograph, but to take a look at the book signing.

　　 Hope not to be too cold.

If there are only one or two hundred people, or even dozens of people, would it be too cold... Well, but there are many students who are absent from class today. There are about five or six boys and two or three girls. I don't know why I was also absent from class, and didn't even hand in the request for leave.

　　 There are less than 50 students in a class. There were not many students, but now I feel even more empty.

　　 So annoying.

　　 Xi Muxun pouted, and transferred all the anger in his heart to the exercises.

　　 Immediately began to study at night. When Xi Muxun thought he was going to do the exercises by himself again, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

　　 Xi Muxin raised his head in surprise, and several classmates rushed into the classroom quickly. Among them was her deskmate, a girl with a double ponytail.

　　 "Why did you go today, Xiaoxia? Don't ask for leave?" Xi Muxin asked puzzledly.

　　 "It's too late, so I'll be respectful of the lack of it." Xiaoxia at the same table took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

　　 "What is so urgent?" Xi Muxin was even more puzzled.

　　 Xiaoxia smiled, and pulled out a book from her schoolbag, "Of course I want to sign it."

Eh?

　　 Xi Muxin moved his gaze to the comic, and saw two large English letters-Y’s written on the cover.

　　 It turned out that I went to Xin Ge’s autograph book sale...