Zongman: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends

It turned out to be this.

"So... Jujo Satoru becomes Gojo Satoru?"

With mixed feelings, Xuejian Yuan asked.

"No, it's cut into four parts, so it's 2.5 Satoru."

"Before he died, he was still saying things like, 'I'm really sorry for not letting Sukutan-sama unleash his full potential.'"

"The original author is now under intense fire, with nearly 10,000 tweets cursing him."

"The fantasy battle genre was originally supported by a popular manga and a best-selling novel, but now half the sky has collapsed."

Machida Sonoko was so happy.

Originally, it was a competition between the youth style of "Rent-a-Girlfriend" and the fantasy battle style on the market.

Such a huge amount of advertising costs were invested just to change the market trend.

As a result, the fight hasn't even started yet.

The opponent stabbed himself as soon as he came up.

Anyone would laugh happily at this.

Xuejianyuan smacked his lips.

Shouldn’t we sigh that it is worthy of being called iivv?

When it comes to disappointing people, never disappoint.

There was silence on both ends of the line for a while.

Finally, Machida Sonoko couldn't help herself and asked:

"You, don't you worry about the sales figures at all? You didn't even ask about the current situation."

But she knew that Xuejianyuan would not go to the sales meeting.

The editorial department didn't come either.

On such an important sales day, he was just lying at home.

Anyone would be nervous at this moment.

"Well, I'm confident," Yukima said casually. "And if the sales figures are really bad, I can only say that the people in Sakura Country are blind."

Yukima Fuchi's reply made Machida Sonoko roll her eyes.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

There is no reason for the work "Rent-a-Girlfriend" to fail.

Writing style, plot, character creation, publicity, hype, and popularity.

All of these factors are top-notch in the industry.

This has failed, it really means that the people of Sakura Country are blind.

Moreover, this guy also controls Laplace, a large company in the center of Shibuya Ward.

I guess they don’t take the money generated from sales seriously.

I was speechless for a while.

Machida Sonoko hung up the phone.

Then she looked at the computer screen in the editorial office.

Here are the data collected from various places, which can roughly show the sales situation.

And the current sales situation.

I can only say that I almost couldn’t hold up after the first brush.

Machida Sonoko optimistically estimates that the first print run will sell for a month.

It was almost sold out on the first day of sale.

This is simply an industry ghost story.

the other side.

Sawamura's house.

Sayuri pushed open the door of her home and walked in.

Eriri was waiting at the entrance.

As soon as he saw his mother coming back, he rushed over.

"Mom, did you buy it? Did you buy it?"

Sayuri lifted the plastic bag in her hand and gestured to her daughter.

But after seeing the item in Sayuri's hand.

Eriri puffed up her cheeks instead.

"Why are there only so many? Didn't I ask mom to buy 50 or 100 copies?"

Upon hearing this, Sayuri flicked her daughter's forehead in annoyance.

"Eri, Mom went to five bookstores to buy these last three books."

"At this time, you don't care about your mother, but still say the number is small, you little ungrateful bastard!"

Eriri covered her forehead with her hands as she heard her mother's words.

He smiled awkwardly twice.

Then he ran behind Sayuri and massaged his mother's shoulders.

"Seriously, how come it's sold out? How many copies were printed in the first press? You really have no taste!"

Listening to my daughter complain.

Sayuri smiled helplessly.

She knew that the first print run had a total of one million copies.

But all bookstores have basically announced that they are sold out.

As a veteran homebody, Sayuri also understands what this means.

Unexpectedly, Yukima-kun is not only a genius in business acumen.

Even things like light novels are easy for him to write.

and.

I watched Eriri run away with the light novel in her arms after just a few pinches.

Sayuri sighed.

On the way back, she read the book "The Passerby Girlfriend".

The boy's love for it was clearly written on the paper.

If we put aside the amazing writing style.

These six hundred pages are not a light novel at all, they are basically a love letter.

A six-hundred-page love letter.

A love letter to a girl named Kei.

His silly daughter was still happily holding the love letter that the boy had written to someone else.

The thought of this.

Sayuri covered her face.

Although it may sound a bit self-boasting.

But she is at least a very intelligent being, and her sense of emotions is particularly keen.

And Mr. Spencer.

A young genius from Ying country, a demon who became the chief diplomat at a young age.

His emotional intelligence is also top-notch. When he was in his teens and twenties, he also attracted a lot of girls.

Just the two of them.

One is the winner who emerged from the brutal battlefield of the harem.

The other is the male protagonist of a light novel who almost established a harmonious harem.

Why did she give birth to a child as... innocent as Eriri?

It's expelling impurities from the body, right?

3pm.

The first run of "Rent-a-Girlfriend" was announced to be completely sold out.

As early as noon.

Seeing that the momentum was not going well, the Laplace Library arranged for the factory to urgently carry out a second print run.

As it turned out, this decision was not wrong.

If the second brush is not carried out in time.

The sales of "Rent-a-Girlfriend" are likely to be out of stock on the first day.

This day is destined to be recorded in the light novel industry.

This day is destined to be a day when countless people will suffer from insomnia.

The light novel world is in an uproar.

Time slowly approached midnight.

The first day's sales data was finally compiled one hour and forty minutes late.

Even in the middle of the night.

But in the Laplace Library, no one left after get off work.

Everyone stared at the computer nervously.

Waiting for data.

And when the data really comes out.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion again.

Many people rubbed their eyes and then carefully counted the digits of the sales figure.

Machida Sonoko looked at the exaggerated length, let out a long sigh, and collapsed in the chair.

Two million, two hundred and seventeen thousand three hundred volumes.

The sales on the first day were fixed at a number that was unimaginable to everyone.

This figure is more than four times the industry's best first-day sales record.

As a new book by a new author, a fraction of its first-day sales is higher than the total sales of the best new author's work.

And as the former editor of the Fushigawa Library.

Machida Sonoko also knows a number.

That is the first-day sales of "The Girlfriend of Nowhere".

This is more than double the total sales of Fuzukawa Bookstore last month.

The monthly sales of all works of Fuzukawa Bookstore combined.

It's not even half of the sales of "Rent-a-Girlfriend" that day.

Machida Sonoko recalled the impatient looks of the editor-in-chief and boss of Fushigawa Bookstore on the day she submitted her resignation.

Presumably, the expressions on those two people's faces must be very good now.

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