Fan Culture Publishing House.
In front of the manager's office.
Zhang Xingjie, who had packed up everything and was ready to go out to Jiangjing, immediately couldn't help laughing out loud after receiving Fang Qiu's call.
"Hurry up."
Looking at the assistant sitting at the desk with a puzzled face, he hurriedly urged, "Refund my ticket. I won't go to Jiangjing."
"You won't go?"
The assistant was stunned.
"The contract has been signed. Why do you still want to go?"
Zhang Xingjie said with surprise and excitement, "Hurry up and refund the ticket, and then immediately contact the publicity department. Let them immediately post a message on the accounts of various online communities of our publishing house, saying that Fang Qiu has exclusively authorized the copyright of his new book to our publishing house!"
"What?"
When the assistant heard this, he immediately stood up and couldn't help asking excitedly, "Did he really sign it?"
"I just received a call from Fang Qiu. He asked us to do this."
Zhang Xingjie nodded affirmatively and said, "Hurry up, don't waste time. Next, we will be busy for half a month. I have to hurry to contact all the major printing houses. Don't drop the ball for me."
Hearing that.
The assistant didn't dare to be negligent.
He immediately returned the ticket to Jiangjing and called the publicity department.
Soon.
The news that Fang Qiu's new book contract had been signed quickly spread within the Fan Culture Publishing House. Hearing this news, all the staff of the Fan Culture Publishing House were very excited.
They knew what the copyright of Fang Qiu's new book represented.
Just like Zhang Xingjie.
They also wanted to sign the copyright of Fang Qiu's new book very much. As practitioners, they also learned a lot about the copyright of Fang Qiu's new book from their own information channels. They learned that Fang Qiu had almost lost contact. No one could contact Fang Qiu at all. All the major publishers in the industry were trying to contact Fang Qiu.
However.
Just when they felt that their publishing house's actions were a little slow, they received such great news.
How could his own publishing house sign the copyright of Fang Qiu's new book without a sound?
For a moment.
The whole publishing house was in ecstasy.
At the same time.
The staff of Fan Culture Publication and Publicity Department also posted the news on Weibo as soon as they received it.
"Today, our company officially signed the exclusive copyright contract with Fang Qiu's new book. Although the title and content of Fang Qiu's new book have not been decided yet, it is certain that Fang Qiu's new book will be published in half a month. Please look forward to it!"
When he posted this Weibo.
He also specially tagged Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu's fan club, and the major book websites that cooperated with Fan Culture Publishing House.
Very soon.
The news spread on Weibo.
Almost everyone was paying attention to Fang Qiu's new book. They were all waiting to see who would be the winner of Fang Qiu's new book. They all wanted to know the content of Fang Qiu's new book.
He didn't expect the news of the signing to come so quickly.
"So fast?"
"No wonder he's Fang Qiu, a master. His new book can cause such a stir!"
"It will be on the market in half a month? Isn't this a little too fast? "
"Yes, it takes at least a few months to prepare a book. If he started writing the book on the day he announced it, the time is too short."
"Some people write books as easily as having diarrhea. For people like us who have no talent, writing an 800-word composition is as uncomfortable as eating shit."
As soon as the reply was posted.
Below, everyone liked and left comments.
"Brother, you're awesome. I'll follow you."
"This metaphor is really f * cking appropriate."
"This is a godly comment!"
Of course, in addition to this comment, many people also participated in the comments. Some supported Fang Qiu, and some questioned Fang Qiu. Anyway, there were all kinds of comments.
This time, although the news that Fang Qiu's new book had signed a contract with Fan Culture Publishing House did not become a topic on Weibo, it was so popular that the topic # Fang Qiu's new book #, which was about to fall from the first place, was pushed up again. In just half an hour, the popularity of the topic doubled, and it was still rising.
There was such a big stir on Weibo.
All over the country, major publishers also knew the news of Fang Qiu signing with Fan Culture Publishing House.
When they heard the news.
Publishers all over the country suddenly felt uncomfortable as if they had eaten shit.
"Damn it!"
"Why did he sign it?"
"It's Fan Culture again. Fang Qiu's first book was also signed with them."
"Who can stand it? We've worked hard for so long and haven't even contacted him. As a result, the copyright has been signed by someone else. What the f * ck is going on?"
All the major publishers couldn't help but curse.
But after a lot of cursing, the only thing they could do was to sigh helplessly.
…
University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine.
In the library.
Fang Qiu had been immersed in writing. He wrote from morning to evening when the library was closed. Then he took the books and notebooks he needed back to the dormitory to continue writing.
Because it was Fang Qiu.
In the evening, when the dormitory administrator and the Student Union made the ward rounds, they deliberately avoided Fang Qiu's dormitory. Because everyone knew that Fang Qiu was working hard on his book, no one dared to disturb him.
In this case.
Fang Qiu didn't sleep or rest. He wrote for three days and three nights before he stopped.
Three days later.
Fang Qiu took the notebook and went to the printing room of the school. He directly printed all the manuscripts he had written and stapled them.
Then.
Fang Qiu returned to the dormitory.
He continued to pick up the pen and began to very carefully draw the illustrations needed in the book on the printed manuscripts, including detailed pictures of various body parts, various massage techniques, and so on.
This drawing.
It took another two days.
In the early morning of the sixth day, Fang Qiu finally finished all the illustrations needed in the book.
After he finished.
Fang Qiu directly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. He urged his internal Qi to run a few times, completely clearing away the fatigue of the past five days and five nights. Then he picked up the first draft of the new book that he had just finished and carefully checked it from beginning to end, word by word, picture by picture.
"Phew …"
After confirming that there was no problem, Fang Qiu let out a long breath. Then he found a backpack and put the new book in it. Then he walked out of the dormitory with the backpack and came to the school cafeteria. After a full breakfast, he took out his mobile phone and called Xu Miaolin.
"Hello?"
Xu Miaolin quickly answered the phone and asked, "You boy, why are you calling me so early?"
"I thought you should have already gotten up."
Fang Qiu grinned.
"Don't say it."
Xu Miaolin curled his lips and said, "You really caught up with me. Today is my day to work, but only once. Don't do it again. If it wasn't because I have to work today, would your master's wife let me go last night?"
"Uh …"
Fang Qiu immediately felt embarrassed when he heard that.
"Poor old me, but I still have to work hard to carry on the family line. Alas."
Xu Miaolin sighed bitterly.
"Mr. Xu, you are in good health. I'm sure you will have a baby soon."
Fang Qiu said hurriedly.
"Come over. I'm already at the library."
Xu Miaolin sighed again and hung up the phone.
Fang Qiu did not hesitate.
He immediately walked to the library.
He was not worried about Xu Miaolin's fertility problem at all. After all, Xu Miaolin was a holy doctor. A small fertility problem was not difficult for him at all.
After a while.
Fang Qiu came to the library and saw Xu Miaolin sitting in the reading room.
"Mr. Xu."
Fang Qiu walked into the reading room and greeted her respectfully.
"Hmm."
Xu Miaolin nodded gently. She looked quite energetic and did not look like she was exhausted at all.
"You're already a holy doctor. Why are you still working here?"
Fang Qiu asked in confusion.
"What should I eat if I don't work here?"
Xu Miaolin rolled her eyes at Fang Qiu and said, "But it's much better than before. After all, I'm a holy doctor. The university also signed a professor-level contract for me. I only need to work four days a month. But after these students saw me on TV, a large group of them came to ask me to teach them when I go to work. Don't blame me for not reminding you. You only have half an hour. After half an hour, you won't even have a place to stand."
"Half an hour is enough."
Fang Qiu grinned and said, "I've finished writing my new book. I want to ask you to take a look."
"Oh?"
Xu Miaolin's eyes lit up when she heard that. She immediately reached out to Fang Qiu and said, "Let me have a look."
Fang Qiu immediately took out the manuscript from his backpack and handed it directly to Xu Miaolin.
In fact.
Fang Qiu could directly hand the manuscript to the publishing house and start printing and publishing.
However, Xu Miaolin was his teacher after all. After the new book was finished, he gave it to Xu Miaolin to show his respect.
Moreover.
Publishing a new book was the condition that Xu Miaolin negotiated with the highly-skilled doctors and the holy doctors.
In the eyes of those holy doctors and highly-skilled doctors, it would be very difficult for them to take a casual book seriously. Since he had written it, he must guarantee the quality of the book. Otherwise, if the holy doctors and 50 highly-skilled doctors were dissatisfied with his new book after it was published, he would have to rewrite the book.
Fang Qiu didn't have the time at all.
Therefore, it was absolutely the best choice to teach Xu Miaolin and Xu Miaolin to supervise and control it.
They were all Fang Qiu's manuscripts.
Xu Miaolin took a look.
It was the same as the original manuscript of the previous book.
After opening the first page and glancing at it, Xu Miaolin immediately raised his eyebrows and began to read page by page very carefully.
While reading, Xu Miaolin's expression kept changing. Sometimes he nodded and smiled, sometimes he frowned and thought, and sometimes he looked surprised and confused.
Fang Qiu just stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him.
About more than ten minutes later.
"Hmm."
Xu Miaolin closed the manuscript and looked up at Fang Qiu. His eyes were full of surprise and surprise. He didn't expect that after the previous book, the content of Fang Qiu's new book would be like this.
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