125: A child can be taught
Chen Fang put down the box lid, grabbed Xiaobai with one hand, and quickly went upstairs.
Xiaobai looked at the cat treat stick, kicked his legs, “Woo~”
“Help me take a picture. I’ll give you a cat treat stick as a reward after you’re done.” With that, Chen Fang walked into the study, took out an unsealed “ghost blows out the light 1: the ancient city of精绝” and several novels published many years ago.
He opened his phone camera, placed the book far from the lens, aimed at Xiaobai, and snapped a few pictures.
For fans, let alone the novels in the background, even the curtain brand, the distant scenery, and the shadows of objects, they could all dig into.
With the title and fame of a Wenxing Cup award-winning work, plus their idol reading it, it should be enough to make those fans read the book.
Chen Fang opened his social media platform and posted Xiaobai’s photo.
Coincidentally, he hadn’t shown off his cat yet, so he let his fans get to know Xiaobai.
He had just tapped send.
His phone rang, and after he pressed the answer button, Song Yu’s voice came from the speaker, “Brother Chen, I’m almost there.”
“Okay.” Chen Fang went downstairs, fed Xiaobai a cat treat stick as promised, and quickly left for the film crew.
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At the same time, in the meeting room of Wenyuan Bookstore, sat four members of the editorial team, three staff members from the marketing department, and one representative from the distribution department.
At 9:30, they would hold a meeting to evaluate the sales data and market response of the award-winning works to adjust marketing strategies and discuss whether reprinting was needed.
Qin Miaomiao looked at the data in her hand, holding a cup of coffee, and softly sighed, “time messenger’s sales are overwhelmingly number one.”
Old Zhang, the editor of time messenger, smiled, “Little Qin, your book is also very good. Although its performance is not as good as time messenger, you are young and being responsible for this book is already very good.”
Old Zhang leaned against the back of his chair and took a sip of tea. He suppressed the urge to show off and dictate, trying his best to guide the younger generation with kind words as an experienced professional.
Qin Miaomiao pushed up her large black-framed glasses, “My book probably doesn’t need to be reprinted, right?”
Old Zhang waved his hand, confidently saying, “Probably not for now, only the top two books need more. As for ghost blows out the light, it’ll be fine to reprint it with the next batch. Printing too many wastes costs.”
Qin Miaomiao nodded.
Just then, a colleague from the marketing department diagonally opposite suddenly gasped and waved at her, “Hiss—Miaomiao, look at Weibo, search for Chen Fang!”
Qin Miaomiao’s heart skipped a beat.
Chen Fang?
Could it be that something happened between Chen Fang and her Xie Yunxuan?
She quickly opened Weibo, searched for Chen Fang, and Chen Fang’s newly posted update popped up on the screen.
This cat is so cute.
But what does it have to do with Xie Yunxuan?
Qin Miaomiao clicked on the comment section, scanned about ten comments from netizens, and then saw a comment that said, “Fangfang, you’re also reading ghost blows out the light?” She instantly widened her eyes.
She quickly flipped back to that photo, zoomed in on the image, and then her mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and her eyes sparkled with surprise.
“Oh my god!” Qin Miaomiao unconsciously raised her voice.
The colleague opposite clapped on the table, “The Chief Editor will be here soon, don’t talk about entertainment here.”
Qin Miaomiao looked up, excitedly clenching her fists, “No, Chen Fang posted a photo, and he’s also reading ghost blows out the light!”
Old Zhang asked in confusion, “Who is that?”
The young colleague diagonally opposite probably figured that middle-aged people wouldn’t quite understand the idol industry, so he explained in terms that middle-aged people could easily understand: “You can think of him as a big internet celebrity with many fans and influence recommending this book. And he’s a celebrity, so his influence is even wider.”
The young man who had just reminded Qin Miaomiao pointed to Old Zhang’s clothes, “Brother Zhang, the brand of the clothes you’re wearing, Morning Sunshine, hired him as their spokesperson.”
Old Zhang’s eyes instantly widened.
Huh? What kind of luck is this?!
Good heavens, now this book will probably be reprinted in the first batch along with the top two, right?
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At the same time.
Chen Fang sat in the nanny van, closed his eyes to rest for ten minutes, then his phone vibrated.
He picked it up and saw a message from his editor: [Dongfang Dongfang!!! Look quickly!!! Your benefactor]
So she’s a real person, her tone of voice always made him suspect she was an AI.
Immediately after, a link popped up in the chat window. He clicked on it and it was the update he had just posted.
Well, yes, he was his own benefactor.
Chen Fang replied, “Great,” then turned off his phone screen and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
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Half an hour later.
Hu Bin finished his 8 AM class with his students and returned to his office at the academy.
He sat down in his chair, pulled out a piece of paper, reached for his beloved fountain pen, and wanted to write a short poem.
But the moment he took out the pen, he suddenly hesitated.
He had repeatedly photographed this pen when he wrote poems and posted them on his Moments before.
But he had been too quick-tongued that day, scolding his students in the classroom not to like celebrities from the entertainment industry like Chen Fang.
Now that he thought about it, he was a bit quick-tongued, but he still didn't feel he was excessive, because he was that student’s mentor. A mentor’s primary responsibility is to cultivate virtue and nurture talent, not only to focus on a student’s academic research but also to focus on a student’s moral cultivation, training them to become a person of both virtue and talent. He just felt that one shouldn’t idolize celebrities.
But then Qi Shuya happened to overhear those words.
And then Chen Fang happened to become the spokesperson for this fountain pen.
His student, a Chen Fang fan, had liked his Moments many times, so she definitely knew he used this pen.
Sigh, how awkward.
What to do now?
If he didn’t use this pen, he’d be reluctant, and it would also make him seem petty, after all, he used to carry this pen to meetings.
If he used it, it would be very awkward.
Just then, a surprised voice came from outside the half-open door.
“Chen Fang is also reading ghost blows out the light? Wow! I’m reading the same book as him, I’m so happy! Look at this photo, his cat is so cute too.”
Hu Bin frowned slightly.
So familiar, isn’t this his student?
Another girl said, “Keep your voice down, the teachers might be inside.”
“Right, right, shh, we’ll talk later.”
Then the sound of two people’s footsteps passing by and gradually fading away came from the doorway.
Hu Bin looked at the door in confusion, things seemed to be a bit beyond his comprehension. What exactly happened?
He opened his computer and searched for “Chen Fang + ghost blows out the light.”
But there was no information on the webpage.
Hu Bin thought for a while, then opened Weibo, which young people commonly use, and searched again.
His gaze swept over the results, and he slightly widened his eyes.
Chen Fang also likes ghost blows out the light?
Chen Fang’s photo, it must have been intentionally revealed, right? Just like when he takes photos and reveals his beloved fountain pen.
Then isn’t that promoting ghost blows out the light.
Thinking of this, Hu Bin suddenly felt a little happy.
He really hoped that ghost blows out the light would become popular, that more people would read it, as it could better reflect social trends and have more research significance.
It seems this child might be a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry.
Teachable indeed.