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A box of black signature pens was placed on the coffee table. Qin Chuan quickly opened the book, wrote his name on the title page, and placed it on the ground.

The hands cooperate tacitly.

After a while, another stack was written.

He got up and put this pile of books in the corner, and brought another pile of new books over, like a tireless worker ant who couldn't see the end.

"Too tired, take a rest for half an hour."

Qin Chuan threw the pen on the coffee table, and he was paralyzed by Ge You, unable to lift any strength.

This kind of boring thing is quite a test of willpower. Although you are impatient, you can't be perfunctory. Every name must be signed basically the same.

There were still three quarters, he took the pillow directly to cover his eyes, trying to escape from reality.

"I'd rather write a [-]-word novel than sign so many books. In the future, I really don't have to think about signing sales."

He yawned, feeling sleepy.

I only rested for half an hour, but ended up sleeping for two hours in one nap!
If it wasn't for the call from the staff of Kaishu Publishing Company, he would have to continue to sleep.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, I would like to ask when you will be at home. We will come to pick up the books after we make an appointment."

The other party's tone and attitude were very good, but Qin Chuan had to lie: "Is it early tomorrow morning?"

"Then can I come over at seven o'clock tomorrow morning? The company is in a hurry, and I am in a hurry to transport it back to the printing factory."

"Okay, then tomorrow at seven o'clock."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Chuan rubbed his cheeks angrily, and began to focus on signing with all his strength.

He originally wanted to say eight o'clock tonight, but he was worried that he would not be able to complete the task for a few hours, so he simply postponed it until the next day.

There is no cure for patients with advanced procrastination.

It is not known which lucky readers will find these signed books in the end. If they are accidentally stored in the library, it will surely make countless readers dumbfounded.

He had not set a deadline before, so he was so relaxed and free from any pressure.

Qin Chuan recovered enough energy from his sleep, and quickly moved the stacks of physical books to another place.

Book after book, pile after pile.

"Hey, it's finally signed!"

Excitedly, he put down the pen in his hand, and then shook his sore arm.

Fortunately, my author's name is not long, and the strokes are simple.

Authors who have long and stinky pseudonyms can't cry at the signing.

Several signature pens have been used up, and these are all his sweat!

Qin Chuan looked at the 40 piles of books neatly arranged over there with satisfaction, each pile containing 50 books, which looked spectacular.

It happened to be on sale in two days, so he turned on all the lights in the living room, then took a picture of these books from a good angle with his mobile phone, and uploaded them on the Internet.

[My dear friends, please look, this is the country I have conquered for you! 】

The fans are already anxiously waiting, and after seeing his Weibo, they are even more anxious.

"Your Majesty, your country has collapsed!"

"Are these all signed books? Or is there a forwarding lottery?"

"The real thing looks okay, but I'm afraid the content is not good enough."

"There have been a lot of book reviewers talking about "Suspect X" recently, but I'm afraid it's a good review bought with money. Wait for the drug test."

"How can I get so many signed books!"

"The author of the dog hastened to update "Dragon Clan"! I want to watch Dragon Clan!"

"When "Zhu Xian" ended, I thought "Dragon Race" would be published first, but the suspect came out in the middle."

"If you don't buy it or don't buy it, who knows who you abuse in the book, it's really lawless!"

"It's so scary!"

"If they can't be sold, I will accept these autographed books for a dime."

After seeing thousands of enthusiastic comments, Qin Chuan had an idea in his mind.

It just so happens that I have a few samples here, why not use them as a benefit for readers, and by the way, expand my influence on the Internet, and have a lucky draw for reposting!
Anyway, he never won the lottery by reposting other people's lottery Weibo, this time he finally switched to posting it himself.

Qin Chuan wanted to shady himself, and set a winning prize for the trumpet.

You don't need @三少朋友, you just need to follow and retweet it. If you draw ten copies, the winning rate is still quite high.

……

"Being the denominator again, I know that I will never escape the fate of Africans!"

Zhu Yichun slapped the table hard, "Look at my bad luck. Retweeting ten thousand koi and white deer has no effect. You can throw away this lucky bead."

Not only did he use his Weibo account to repost Qin Chuan's Weibo post published two days ago, he also took all the accounts of his friends and classmates, and even said that if someone else won the lottery, he would sell it to him at a lower price.

As a result, everyone who contacted him did not win the prize!

This bad luck is even contagious.

Today is past eleven o'clock in the evening on May 5. Zhu Yichun and a few friends just came back from a barbecue, enjoying the rare freedom in the last month of the university campus.

There are various gatherings almost every day. Anyway, those who work have signed their jobs and those who have passed the postgraduate entrance examinations have already taken the postgraduate entrance exams. These senior students are living a very happy life, just waiting to get their graduation certificates.

Zhu Yichun's alcohol capacity is not bad, after sending his dizzy friends back to their dormitories, he checked the time, and didn't even care about taking a shower, so he just turned on the computer first!

First, log on to Weibo to see the winning announcement, and as expected, he is not there.

In fact, Zhu Yichun has been used to bad luck. He has never felt comfortable when he needed to fight for luck since he was a child.

It's a pity that he couldn't get the signed book, but he didn't have time to be frustrated. Instead, he logged in to his Dangdang.com account, ready to snap up books as soon as possible!

It may be due to the influence of the family environment. Both parents love to read books. Zhu Yichun grew up immersed in the sea of ​​books since he was a child.

After reading "Zhu Xian", he became a fan of Qin Chuan's book.

Not only did I buy and read novels I had already written, but I even aimed at new books that hadn’t been released yet.

At the time of the pre-sale, Zhu Yichun was busy with the spring recruitment. He was not satisfied with his job during the autumn recruitment, so he decided to look for it again after tossing around.

Otherwise, as a die-hard reader, you won't miss Qin Chuan's new book pre-sale at all!

"If you buy "Suspect X" within the first hour of its release, you will get a poster, and the first 5000 orders will even have bookmarks. The speed of being single for so many years finally came in handy."

Zhu Yichun was gearing up, his eyes fixed on the time in the lower right corner, just waiting for it to change from 59 to 00!

When the clock changed, he clicked the payment directly.

There is only one book "The Devotion of Suspect X" in the shopping cart. Qin Chuan has already bought and read the rest of the novels, so there is no need to buy any more.

As a result, the payment window has not popped up for a long time!
Dangdang.com went down at this very moment in the early hours of the morning!

"Damn it, knowing that there will be a mid-year promotion, why not add a few servers temporarily? Who are the people who are grabbing books with me!"

Zhu Yichun was so nervous that he uttered incoherently, muttering: "God bless me, leave one for me, leave one for me..."

The right hand controlling the mouse submitted several times in a row, and finally a payment link appeared at 0:02, the first time he wanted to pay so urgently.

But when he finished the payment, he found that 5147 pieces of "Devotion of Suspect X" had been sold.

"Am I among the top 5000?"

He was a little nervous and seemed confused. It seemed that the gap was not big, so he chose to ask the customer service.

"Darling, there are a lot of people placing orders at present, your order of payment is the 4998th, and the product will be out of the warehouse soon, please pay attention to confirm that it is in good condition before signing for receipt."

"Finally, I can get the poster and bookmark! I just said that one's luck can't be so bad forever!"

Zhu Yichun's head was buzzing and he was grinning widely. His roommates who didn't know it thought he had won some big prize!

(End of this chapter)