Things changed again when Wang Jian hung up the phone and waited for Roy to come.

Because, 2pac can be said to be the most popular singer in the American rap industry.

Therefore, major entertainment news reported on the shooting incident that occurred in Los Angeles last night.

The surveillance video clearly records the incident.

So, on this day, many people across the United States saw two gunmen reading, putting down the book, being confused, and shooting.

I don’t know if it’s because the bandit singers go to read books in themselves, or the scene where the two gunmen put down the book and took out the gun has a sense of absurdity.

Therefore, several TV stations re-edited this video into slow motion, and used 2pac's "me       the       the                                   

When the song begins, two gunmen are reading seriously with books in their hands.

Halfway through the song, the two gunmen put down the book and looked at everything around them in confusion.

When the song climaxes and the chorus is played repeatedly, the two gunmen take out their pistols and the shots of shooting are also played repeatedly.

The entire incident process was edited into a mv that was not so well-produced but quite appropriate.

Especially the lead singer of the song is the 2pac who was shot, so it is even more gimmick.

This video instantly became the ending of several news columns at the end.

"I Am a Great Master" frequently appears on TV with this video.

Wang Jian looked at the familiar cover of his novel on the TV screen and couldn't help but sit on the sofa with his head in his arms.

this,

But what should I do!

But he couldn't imagine that this was not the end of the matter.

At the conservative base camp, a Republican Texas lawmaker jumped out and claimed that he would use this incident to crack down on the increasingly violent conflict between East-West Coast gang singers, and the matter really reached its climax.

Many conservative media that are supreme in white never broadcast news related to black bandit singers, and have also begun to quote this shooting process.

And "I Am a Great Master" has also been out of the circle and has truly entered the sight of audiences across the United States.

Half an hour.

Wang Jian looked at the TV screen with dull eyes and pressed the remote control unconsciously.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

He stood up like a walking corpse and opened the door.

Looking at Roy outside the door, he showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

"Are you here?" Wang Jianmumu said.

Roy was startled by Wang Jian's expression.

He asked quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Jian looked at Roy blankly, then pointed at the TV.

Roy turned his head and looked at the TV, but saw that the mv was still playing on the TV.

Wang Jian said to himself, "I'm done."

Roy first showed a puzzled look, and then laughed a lot after a moment.

"This is a good thing, a great thing!" He patted Wang Jian on the shoulder.

Then, he took out a stack of new contracts and handed them to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian took the contract in a hunch and started to look.

After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Roy in surprise, saying, "Are you sure Xuele Publishing House still printing 100,000 copies in such a large-scale shooting?"

"Of course." Roy sat on the sofa and said, "The more popular it is, the more sales it is. Now let alone "I am the Great Master" is a pretty attractive novel, even a pile of waste paper can be sold."

"But, will I be sued because of this book?" Wang Jian asked his most concerned question.

In his previous life, as the most ordinary law-abiding citizen, Wang Jianke never had any connection with the violent incidents that were paid attention to across the country.

"Salary? That's also a publisher. What are you worried about?" Roy pointed to the contract.

"As long as there is no plagiarism or other infringement of other people's copyrights in the novel, all distribution matters of paper novels will be the responsibility of the publishing house."

"At most other people sue for a rating, the rating is not strictly approved. At most, they can raise the rating and issue an apology statement, and it will be over. Didn't this happen before?"

"It happened?" Wang Jian gradually felt relieved when he heard this, so curiosity occupied the top again.

"Have you heard of "The Shining"?" Roy asked.

Wang Jian nodded.

It is known as the most scary thriller novel.

"The Shining was just published and was a full-age person. Later, because he was scared to death, he was complained one after another, and was finally judged as pg-13. Can it affect its translation into more than a dozen words and publish nearly 100 million copies?"

"And because of the most scary gimmick, the copyright of the Shining movie was sold for $3 million."

"That was $3 million in the 1970s!"

Roy looked at Wang Jianqing's face gradually becoming more energetic and said, "What's more, "I am the Great Master" does not tend to over-promote violence. So, don't worry."

"You only need to care now. After these 100,000 copies are sold, how can you write the characters in the next printing contract with the next printing contract?" Roy pointed to Wang Jian's signature on the contract.

In this way, Wang Jian was temporarily relieved.

At the same moment, a middle-aged fat man with a bearded face stood outside a bookstore in Manhattan, looking at the long queue, looking puzzled.

Bookstores in Manhattan are not like those in slums. They sell comics and books together, so how come they have been queued up to buy books for so many years?

Isn't this situation where a teenager is queuing up to buy books only when a comic shop releases "Spider-Man" and "Batman" single-line version?

He looked at the black boys with tattoos on their bodies and gang turbans on his head, and hesitated for a while, but he still mustered up the courage to come forward and ask.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing. May I ask, what are you buying in line?"

The black boy was talking excitedly with his companion next to him while comparing his hands to a pistol.

The black boy glanced at the fat man and continued, "Of course it's "I'm the Great Master", what else can it be?"

Then he ignored the fat man, turned his head and said to his companion, "If our Bronx bookstore had not sold out, I wouldn't want to come to Manhattan. There are so many notes here!"

The fat man got the answer and looked even more confused.

"I am a great master"?

It sounds like a fantasy novel.

But recently, are there any good fantasy novels?

These black kids can line up to buy.

He thought about it and decided to line up to buy a book.

I am only concerned about writing books and have no concerns about industry trends at all.

If I hadn't come to the publishing house today and handed over the summary of the novel and the first volume, I wouldn't have known that such a phenomenal fantasy novel was published.

In this way, one and a half hours later, the fat man returned home with a black cover book in his hand.

Then, he came to the study, drank coffee, and opened "I am the Great Master".

On the manuscript placed on the table, the name of him and his next work was displayed.

They are: George RR Martin and "Song of Ice and Fire".

ps: I haven’t come to the site for a short while, and I don’t know if I can sign a contract. So, I write about it and watch it if I like it.

Don't be serious.
Chapter completed!