Restart the Flying Age

　　 On the same day, Wu Tao spent half a day at home, always thinking about the issue of the magazine, so he returned to the city early.

　　 When I arrived at the east gate of the school, I decisively bought this cool man guest in the newsstand, and chatted with the boss by the way.

　　 "Boss, is this magazine easy to sell?"

　　 The boss shook his head, "I think it's a bit ridiculous! New magazine, how easy it is to run"

　　 Wu Tao was speechless, and silently took the magazine to Chuanchuanxiang branch.

　　 occupies the corner of the glass window, opened the magazine, and looked through it from the perspective of a reader.

　　 Suddenly, a surprised voice came, "Hey, Wu Tao, do you like comics too?"

　　 looked up, it was Li Jing from Class 14. Unexpectedly, the first time I met after school started, she would be here, and she also had a magazine in her hand, and when she looked intently, it was a brutal comic.

　　 "Do you like it too?"

Li Jing said as many as Jiazhen: "I am a loyal reader of the picture book king, and I don't want to show it. I have all of it. I heard the newsstand owner say that this is a new magazine run by the original picture book king editor, so I bought it. "

　　 "Let's watch it together!" Wu Tao said cheerfully.

　　 "Don't bother you?"

　　 Seeing Wu Tao shook her head, Li Jing sat down, put down her backpack, and opened the magazine, but she was always absent and her eyes looked at Wu Tao from time to time.

　　 However, Wu Tao looked attentively and didn't care about her small eyes at all.

　　 Unknowingly, Li Jing also looked in, the small expression on Qiao's face changed with the change of the plot of the comic.

　　 Until people around come and go, until the sky slowly dims.

　　 Wu Tao closed the comic and patted the desktop in front of Li Jing.

　　 Li Jing came back to her senses and turned her gaze from the magazine with a question on her face.

　　 Wu Tao pointed to the watch, "It's almost late for self-study."

　　 Li Jing yelled, "Oh, I forgot to eat Mala Tang! I will be hungry for self-study later."

　　 Seeing Li Jing's annoyed look, Wu Tao couldn't help but smile and said, "You can forget to eat, it means you are still not hungry!"

"Who said that?" Li Jing twitched her mouth. "The comic story is so wonderful that people can't stop at all!" Then she touched her empty belly and comforted herself: "It's okay, I'll go back to the classroom and read it later. I'm not hungry when I look at it!"

　　 This also works?

　　 Back to the classroom, the classroom was surprisingly quiet.

　　 In the past, before self-study on Sunday night, it was the most noisy and noisy time. The local tyrants, led by Wu Di, were able to overturn the roof.

　　 Not today. Didn’t Wu Di come?

　　Wu Tao looked around, Wu Di sat down at his table honestly, flipping through something in his hands, incomparably serious.

　　 Hey, the sun is really coming out from the west! The local tyrants also fell in love with learning.

　　 Returning to his position, Wu Tao threw the magazine in front of Zhao Li, and Yang Zili immediately turned around and said, "Hey, you actually bought it too?"

　　 As he said, he showed the book he had, and he looked so proud.

　　 "Is there anyone in our class buying it?" Wu Tao asked casually, he was curious how many classmates liked the new magazine, and then made a rough judgment on the market feedback.

　　 "As far as I know, there is Wu Di!" Yang Zili vowed.

"how do you know?"

　　 Sun Xiaoyu debunked a sentence: "It's not because someone robbed Wu Di to read comics just now, and he scolded him so badly. So everyone knows."

　　 Wu Tao shook his head and smiled. He thought that Wu Di, a local tyrant, could be a prodigal son. He knew that he had studied. It turned out to be so enthusiastic about reading comics!

　　 When the bell rang during the evening self-study class, Lu Wei did not show up.

　　 So the students in the class continued to herd sheep, but surprisingly there was no sign of noise and noise. It seemed silent, very conscious.

　　 In the front row, Yang Zili wears thousands of degrees of lenses, and he reads comics with great enthusiasm.

　　 Not long after, Sun Xiaoyu's gaze was also attracted to him, and he could no longer move away.

　　 Zhao Li flipped through the work she put into printing for the first time, her chest was ups and downs with excitement, and asked again and again: "You must have seen it, how is my work, how is it?"

　　 Wu Tao shook his head and pointed to Yang Zili and said back: "I'm not sure, it depends on what they say, it depends on what the market says."

　　 However, Zhao Li dragged Yang Zili for a long time. Yang Zili was still immersed in the comic magazine, unable to extricate himself, and ignored her.

　　 When get out of class was over, Sun Xiaoyu stood up, "This cartoon is quite interesting, I want to buy a copy too!"

　　 Seeing together with others, after all, is constrained by others. You are slow to read, people turn the page before you wait, you read fast, and people who do not turn the page for a long time can make you anxious to death!

　　 When the class bell rang again, Sun Xiaoyu was late to arrive empty-handed.

　　 Zhao Liqi said: "You didn't buy it?"

　　 Sun Xiaoyu gasped and said: "What, it's sold out! I ran several newsstands and they were all out of stock."

　　 Wu Tao was also surprised: "No, I think there are a lot of stocks in the afternoon!"

　　 "That was the afternoon after all, it's sold out now." Sun Xiaoyu said with disappointment: "But I want to see it now."

　　 Immediately turned his eyes, and pressed his palm to Wu Tao's book and said, "Let me see this book, please."

　　 Zhao Li glanced at Wu Tao and saw that he had no objection, so she let go and let Sun Xiaoyu take the magazine away.

　　 After the second class, Wu Tao walked far away and called the comic club.

　　 The phone is

Wang Yongsheng personally picked it up.

　　 As soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Tao said something ruthlessly, "Wang Lao, your magazine is not very good! Is it too small? I have sold out here."

With joy, Wang Yongsheng said in a posture: "Oh, what you learned is. Our first issue of printing 60,000 copies~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is too conservative. No, I have ordered them to print 40,000 copies. Booked!"

　　 "How much more?" Wu Tao also couldn't believe his ears.

　　 "60,000 copies, they were sold out at six o'clock in the afternoon, and calls for reminders came one after another. No, we are preparing, we will arrive as soon as possible tomorrow morning."

　　 This is far more popular than expected!

Wu Tao pondered for a while, and said decisively: "Wang, I think the printing of 40,000 copies is still conservative. I suggest that you print another 50,000 copies and send out 90,000 copies tomorrow. How big is this amount!"

　　 "Never mind, listen to you!"

　　 At noon on Monday, in Beijiang Middle School, there were five or six violent comics in every classroom.

　　 Wu Tao found the office and happened to see Qiu Xiaotian looking at it with relish.

　　 "Teacher Qiu, do you know how much this new magazine sells?"

"How many?"

　　 "As of last night, six provinces and one city in East China, 60,000 copies, in short supply!"

　　 Qiu Xiaotian was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief: "This is already a medium-scale publication. My apprentice can publish works in such magazines, and the future is boundless!"

　　 Wu Tao shook his head and said: "Mr. Qiu, before the dust settles, maybe you can't say that."

　　 After all, everything is just beginning.