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The next morning.

Accompanied by the purr of the small dog, Hualichun opened his eyes suddenly.

—It seemed that I had a strange dream floating in the air just now.There seems to be a flying dog in the dream.

It's really weird.

After recovering from the dream just now, what caught Hualichun's eyes was the Zhongye dog sleeping sprawled on the side of the pillow.

The orange puppy's belly was exposed from under the dog's vest. The fluffy belly rose and fell, and three of the four dog's paws were raised upwards, revealing the pink and tender meat pads unsuspectingly.

Looking at the sleeping Zhongye dog, Hualichun couldn't help but feel emotional: for some reason, that small body actually contains such a powerful energy that it can make a suona-like snoring sound...

Thinking of this, Hualichun turned around, and immediately saw that the other side was sleeping peacefully, with her butt facing the big tail of her Dazai dog.

"..."

Hualichun saw that the two dogs were sleeping soundly, so she got up lightly, and got out of bed on tiptoe, covering her forehead.

Walking out of the bedroom on the second floor, she suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait a minute, did I go back to bed yesterday?"

Feeling that part of her memory seems to be missing, Hualichun is puzzled.But at this time, she glanced at the computer downstairs from the corner of her eye, and suddenly remembered the release of the second issue of "Monthly Literature": "Ah!"

Hualichun ran downstairs in two steps at a time, glanced at the ten o'clock clock, and was startled again.

Maybe it was because of working day after day, plus staying up all night staring at the sales volume the night before, I actually fell asleep until this time.Thinking of this, she hastily turned on her computer and opened the background sales data of Hoshinosha's official website.

The moment the web page was refreshed, Huali Chun's pupils shrank.

——The sales figure that appeared in front of her was 1577.

Obviously, the first issue of "Monthly Literature" only printed 1000 copies, conservatively speaking, it can only be counted as 1000 readers.But in just one night, the sales volume of the second issue has exceeded the 1000 copies of the previous issue, and the number is still increasing.

Perhaps it was because many people read the magazine in the free book corner at that time, and the readers who got the first issue were satisfied with the content, so they recommended it to people around them...

Thinking of this, Hualichun clenched her fists.

The previous efforts were not in vain.From this point of view, according to this momentum, the 8000 copies of the second issue can all be sold within a month!

While calculating the sales speed in his mind, Hualichun picked up his mobile phone and slid open the screen, only to find a missed call at around three o'clock in the morning.

"Wujo Wu?" She was a little surprised, and called back, "What is he looking for me in the middle of the night?"

Hualichun held the phone to her ear and waited.But after a while, what she waited for was a mechanical female voice: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please..."

It's so strange that the call was answered in seconds in the early morning, but now I call after ten o'clock in the morning but can't get through.

Hualichun put down the phone with some puzzlement.Guessing that it shouldn't be an important matter, she decided to put this matter aside and called Gongqianjian instead.

Before the release, she made an appointment with Gongqian Jian to tell him the sales volume.

This time, the call was connected quickly.

There was a lot of noise in the background at Gongqianjian, probably because the editorial department of "Monthly Girl" was busy.Gong Qianjian didn't say much about the opening remarks, and asked directly: "How is it?"

"So far, 1580 copies have been sold." Huali Chun said in a deep voice.

Inside the editorial department, Gong Qianjian's eyes flashed: "You have a door, it's better than I imagined."

Upon hearing this, Hualichun clenched her fists and her heart started beating.

"By the way, I was still up at midnight yesterday, so I also ordered the second issue of "Monthly Literature", and the magazine has been delivered now." Gongqian continued, ""Girl Apprentice" is relatively long, and it has not yet been published." I have time to read it, so I have only read "The Song of Sheep". It is a very powerful poem, and this writer named Chuya Zhongyuan is also very high-level."

"Also, in my spare time this morning, I searched Twitter, SNS and other social networking sites, and found spontaneous discussions on the works published in "Monthly Literature."

After hearing Gongqianjian's words, Hualichun was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly became nervous.

She has been staring at the background sales data of the official website, completely forgetting to retrieve social networking sites.

"Don't worry, there are almost all positive comments on the Internet." Gongqianjian seemed to have anticipated Hualichun's current mood, and said directly, "However, the discussions on the Internet are only small-scale discussions, and the impact is not great..."

……

Inside the Tokyo High School of Magic.

Gojo Wujo lazily listened to Xia Youjie and Jiarui's conversation with his chin resting on his shoulders, but his eyes glanced at the mobile phone aside from time to time.

"...I didn't say that, if you care so much, wouldn't it be good to answer the phone just now?" Jia Ruozi noticed his absent-minded appearance, and couldn't help complaining, "Don't you really want to ask how the sales are now?"

"Who told her not to answer my phone calls at night." Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes with his beautiful six eyes, "I'm very vengeful. Let's talk about it when she calls again."

"There's no second time, right?" Jiarui Glass pointed at his cell phone, "Why does he have to call again?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment: "...Isn't it?"

"You are not a shareholder of the publishing house, and she wants to find you for nothing. And isn't the second issue of the magazine going on sale? She should be quite busy now, right?" Iamori Glass said lightly, "And the articles in the second issue are also very busy. That's right, that girl should be ecstatically immersed in the sales paradise right now, so she doesn't bother to talk to you."

"Eh? Did you also buy the second issue?" Gojo Satoru was taken aback.

"I bought it, I bought it at zero o'clock." Jia Ruozi replied, wringing his fingers, "Girls, not only me, senior Ming and Diva also bought it at zero o'clock. I also heard that Qihai and the others also bought it at zero o'clock. .”

"I really don't know where Hoshinosha found these monster-like writers," she sighed, "Just one Osamu Dazai is enough, but in the second issue, there is a Nakahara Chuya... No, just say A writer is not even enough to describe it, and it is not too much to call him a great writer."

Gojo Satoru gasped in disbelief: "Really? I thought it was only me..."

Jia Ruozi didn't answer immediately, but curled his lips while playing with the unlit cigarette in his hand: "I mean, you just got angry at others on your own when you failed to make a prank phone call, are you an awkward elementary school student?"

Gojo Wu stared blankly at his cell phone, which was motionless, and suddenly grabbed the cell phone from Xia Youjie's hand: "Jie, lend me your cell phone."

"Hello!" Xia Youjie, who had been watching the show with a smile on his face, was snatched from his mobile phone, and the smile on his face couldn't hold back immediately, "Use your own mobile phone to call!"

"Lend me a moment!" Gojo Satoru moved his fingers quickly at this time, had already entered Hualichun's number, and dialed out, "Just to try it out!"

Xia Youjie didn't have time to stop him, so he had no choice but to sit where he was.However, in the next second, a mechanical voice came from his mobile phone: "The number you dialed is currently on the call, please wait..."

"Isn't it?" Wutiao Wu was stunned, his blue eyes were wide open, and he almost stared at Xia Youjie's cell phone with a hole, "If you can't get through, you don't know how to call again, but go to talk to someone else?"

Jia Ruozi let out a gloating laugh: "Hahaha, you can't be Boss Yun, right? You deserve it."

Xia Youjie took back his cell phone speechlessly, and hung up the phone.

Wujo Wu frowned, and after a while, he sat down on his chair again in a fit of anger: "If you don't beat me, I won't beat you, I don't care if I know."

As soon as the words were finished, Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Tsk." The white-haired boy didn't even look at it, he picked up his phone and connected, "Who?"

"Hi, I'm Huali."

An unexpected voice came from the phone.Gojo Satoru still maintained his frowning expression, but his movements were a little stiff: "Ah."

Ah for what?Hualichun on the other end of the phone was a little puzzled.

After talking on the phone with Gongqian Jian, she remembered that Gojo Satoru hadn't answered the phone just now, so she called again.

"Did you call for something in the middle of the night last night?" Hualichun asked curiously, "I was already asleep at that time. I wanted to ask you just now, but you didn't answer the phone. Are you busy?"

"……Wait a mininute."

Gojo Satoru suddenly said such a sentence without beginning or end, after which the background sound on the other end of the phone disappeared, followed by a silence that lasted about ten seconds.

"Okay." Suddenly, his voice came again.

The faint chatter in the background just now disappeared, replaced by the indistinct birdsong and wind.

Hualichun thought about it, and guessed that he might be watching TV and changing channels, so he didn't pay much attention.

"So what's the matter with you calling at three in the morning?" she asked again.

"Ah? Did I call you at three o'clock in the morning?" Hualichun heard Gojo Satoru on the other end of the phone and said slowly, "No. Maybe the wild cat sneaked in from the window sill when it was walking in the middle of the night, and pressed its paw Woolen cloth."

"Really?" Hualichun wasn't too surprised, "Actually, I guess so, after all, who would be so boring to call at three o'clock in the middle of the night except cats and cats."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"In this case, then I will first..."

"Wait a moment."

As soon as Hualichun wanted to hang up the phone, Gojo Satoru stopped him.She heard Gojo Satoru ask: "Since you have called, sales..."

"1600."

After a pause, Hualichun heard Gojo Satoru's brisk laughter.

"Isn't it great?" He said, "Forgive you. In addition, after half an hour after each issue is released, you must send me the sales data by email."

Hualichun was startled: "Huh?"

But before she could ask clearly, Gojo Satoru hung up the phone involuntarily.

"What?" Hualichun looked at the phone in his hand, "He is really a willful guy who does his own way."

……

After hanging up the phone, Gojo Satoru, who was squatting on the tip of the tallest birch tree in the forest, stood up, raised his hand and brushed the short white hair on the back of his head indiscriminately, and turned his face wearing black round sunglasses to the college campus two kilometers away .

"How do we explain the sudden teleportation to Jie and Nitro when we go back?" A troubled look appeared on his face, "What a headache."