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"Hmph, how arrogant is He Xi's era!"

Looking at the newspaper on the wall, an old man on crutches snorted coldly: "There are more and more advertisements now, which company is hyping this up."

It was at the entrance of a lively bookstore. Several newspapers were pasted on the wall. The headlines on the front pages were all the same sentence. The old man didn't read the specific content, but he was disgusted.

"This is not hype!"

A young man who was passing by next to him heard his words and turned his head angrily, but when he saw that the other party was an old man, he immediately lost his temper: "Master, your accent should be from Ninghai, you just came back not long ago?"

"how do you know?"

The old man raised his head in surprise: "That's right, my son works in the Far East, and I was there a few months ago, but now it's cold and I can't stand the weather, so I brought my granddaughter back."

"No wonder."

The young man smiled and nodded: "Let me just say, old man, if you have been in Ninghai these few months, it is impossible for you not to know Teacher He Xi."

"Look at the scene of this bookstore." The young man pointed to the bookstore. The crowd inside was noisy, and the line was already full, and it was very crowded: "They all came to buy He Xi's comics. Teacher He Xi is now known as the leader of the comics industry. Ming Deng will definitely become a great god in the future, this advertisement is not an exaggeration at all."

"The bright light in the comics world? Is it so powerful? I haven't heard of it in the Far East."

"Does the old man usually read comics?"

"dont see."

"That's right, the distance is far away. Teacher He Xi has debuted for half a year, and his influence outside is far less than that of Ning Hai." The young man said: "It's normal if you don't know."

"oh oh……"

The old man couldn't help being suspicious when he saw the young man talking freely. He looked at the bookstore, those readers really came to buy the works of a person who debuted for half a year?

"Grandpa, there are many people inside. What do you want to buy? I'll take you in."

The young man invited very politely, and the old man nodded gratefully: "My granddaughter clamored to buy a comic called "Five Centimeters of Speed" yesterday, but today she slept in again. I think the bookstore is not far away, so I came here by myself."

Thinking of his granddaughter, the old man smiled all over his face.

""Five Centimeters Speed"?" The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Master, you made a mistake! What your granddaughter wants to buy is "Five Centimeters Per Second"? That is the work of Teacher He Xi!"

"what?"

The old man opened his eyes wide: "Is this He Xi's work?"

He pointed to the wall beside him, and was shocked. It turned out that the granddaughter wanted to see the person the newspaper said. He Xi is really so great, his granddaughter knows it, but he doesn't, it's really outdated.

"Oh!" The old man suddenly became anxious, and he turned to look at the crowd in the bookstore: "Could it be that they all want to buy this book?"

With so many people, what if they are sold out?

He picked up his crutches and walked into the store. The young man supported him and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. He Xi. Teacher He Xi has four works for sale, and they won't be sold out that easily."

"Four parts?"

The old man was shocked again, selling four works at the same time is really unheard of, what kind of person is He Xi, and how can he write so many published comics?

He saw the long line in front of the counter,

People hold different books in their hands, and many people hold four books.

"A full set of 120 Huaxia coins."

The owner of the bookstore was paying a girl who bought four books. The girl complained: "Do you want to do this, the boss? These bills add up to 125 Huaxia coins, and the full set is only reduced by 5 yuan. You are too stingy."

The old man frowned, why is this boss so snobbish.

"Whether you like to buy it or not, there are still many people waiting to buy it."

The owner of the bookstore answered with a smile, not paying attention to other people's eyes at all. No one knew how proud he was, Xiao Mian, Mr. He Xi has so many readers, if you don't buy it, others will buy it.

The boss had suffered a loss before, but now he is smart. He ordered a large number of He Xi's works in one go. He was worried that they would not be sold, but when he opened the door early in the morning and watched the lively scene, he felt relieved and felt elated.

This time I finally did the right thing, my wife can no longer make him kneel on the floor, He Xi has so many readers, no worries about sales at all!

"What kind of service attitude is this?"

The old man was dissatisfied. He remembered that the boss had a very gentle attitude towards the guests before, but why has it changed today? The girl must have been pissed off!

He turned his gaze to the girl, but unexpectedly, the girl complained a few words, and finally paid for it.

"Forget it, I want these four books, and I may not be able to buy them in a few days. If you can save five yuan, save five yuan!"

"That's right, girl, let me tell you that it may not be reduced in other places! This is the price of my conscience!"

The boss and the girl completed the transaction, the old man was surprised to see it, there is no mistake, that person named He Xi must be very good, if I buy a copy and take it home, will my granddaughter complain?

With the help of the young man, the old man chose the books and stood in line for half an hour before walking to the counter: "I want to buy these, four books."

"120 yuan, thank you for your patronage."

The owner of the bookstore is about to smile, and today's sales are about to break the record.

"Teacher He Xi is really the God of Wealth!"

Li Hai, a taxi driver, also thinks the same way. Like his colleagues, he has the image of "Inuyasha" printed on his car body. He hasn't rested since the morning. Two people are waving.

"You're buying books again!"

Thinking of this, Li Hai quickly drove the car over. When he parked the car, he found a man holding the "5 Centimeters per Second" manga, which he had already bought.

"It doesn't matter if you don't buy books."

Li Hai was also reading this comic. He liked to chat about comics with passengers, and he gained several regular customers because of it.

Two men sat up, and one of them spoke.

"Go to Binjiang New Technology Park, Tianhui Animation Company."

This man's voice is different from that of Ninghai, with a strong Yanjing accent.

"Outsider? From the capital..."

Li Hai guessed that he was from Yanjing and was a little disappointed. These two people were destined to be individual travelers, so Li Hai didn't initiate a conversation and started driving.

The two men behind started talking.

"How is this comic drawn?"

"Very good. For a person who has no vocational education, he is quite good at painting, but he is not as amazing as others say. There are dozens of graduates in our school who can achieve this level. "

These words made Li Hai feel aggrieved: "Who are these two guys? They actually want to compare with Teacher He Xi. You haven't seen the paintings he made before!"

What are ordinary cartoons? If it wasn't for the fact that naked women are not allowed on the car body, Li Hai really wanted to put the picture of Kikyo's resurrection on it, and give these two guys a hard slap.