bullyxtreme Chapter 295 Losing the vest
Chapter 295 Losing the vest
So actually, before the book was even sold, its reputation had already spread among the upper classes.
Therefore, there were a lot of people coming to buy books on the first day. He Yu later boasted that he had specially waited at the door of the bookstore and grabbed ten books.
Everyone in the family got a copy, and he also left one for his good brother.
The remaining few books made him very popular in the school, and everyone was looking forward to buying one from him.
Because the bookstore sells a limited number of copies each day, not everyone can buy it.
It wasn't until the fifth day of sales that the craze slowly subsided.
Reviews of the book also gradually spread.
As Su Yan expected, it was a book about gods and ghosts.
Unlike the first two books, which received all positive reviews, the reviews were quite polarized.
But overall, most of the reviews are positive.
And as time goes by, the positive reviews get more and more.
At first, everyone had never seen this style of novel before and was not used to it.
But after getting used to the setting, I found it really cool.
Being able to escape from a group of gods and ghosts by relying on one's own wisdom is actually a fight for life against the heaven!
Moreover, this novel story also brings a different sense of excitement to their peaceful lives.
Watching such stories, it’s as if they also experienced a life-and-death battle.
The feeling of being on the line between life and death not only makes young people excited, but also middle-aged people.
So later on, after accepting this kind of story, everyone became excited.
This is just like those modern people watching horror movies, they are afraid but can't help watching them.
The most important thing is that after watching it, I was so scared, but I still wanted to watch it again.
The entire county was filled with discussions. Sometimes when Su Yan went to a clothing store, she could hear customers discussing what they were doing while buying clothes.
These people were all from the inner house, and they actually read her book. Su Yan was shocked.
I also realized that my book had become a complete hit.
Listening to those people praising her, Su Yan, who was wearing a vest, was extremely happy.
No matter how long a book is, it will eventually be finished, especially when you read it day and night.
Those who had finished reading the book beforehand wailed, turning the last page over and over again, trying to find some sequel.
But that is impossible.
So after reading the book for the second time, they could no longer sit still.
At this time, some other writers who specialized in writing storybooks and followed the fashion sensed the business opportunity and began to imitate.
I worked overtime to write a story, and then started selling it in bookstores under the name of a similar book.
Some readers who are short of books can't wait to buy new books, but when they get back they find that half of the books are the same stories as Su Yan's, with no novelty at all.
The other half is also filled with romance.
Something like a female ghost falling in love with me, two ghosts fighting for one man, etc.
In the past, they would have loved to watch this kind of plot, and might even fantasize about it at night after watching it.
But now they are suffering from the horror story poison.
How can I accept a horror story interspersed with an unrelated love story?
The key is that this love story is so abrupt.
It really brought down the atmosphere of the whole horror story.
What they want to see is escaping from a ghost's mouth, not escaping under a skirt!
Their dissatisfaction with these new articles intensified their curiosity about who Huangliang Yimeng was.
While they were chatting with their friends and even strangers in restaurants and teahouses, they were also trying to find out who this Huangliang Yimeng was.
The county town is this big and there are only so many people.
It can't be possible that someone outside wrote it and sent it back, right?
Zhao’s Bookstore doesn’t have that kind of ability.
Su Yan was just sitting at home when disaster struck, and he was so scared that he almost became autistic.
She quickly put on her vest tightly and told Zhao Wan to keep the secret for her.
By the way, she didn't dare to go out casually anymore and stayed at home every day.
But she obviously forgot that although she didn't leak the news, the news spread from Uncle He's house.
So one day, after waking up one night, Su Yan was about to go to Grandmother He for dinner.
I found that there were many women of the He family in the old house, surrounding Grandmother He and talking.
She was still a little confused and didn't know what was going on, when she was dragged into the hall by these people, both known and unknown.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Su Yan blocked everyone from both sides, with a rare look of panic on his face.
"I didn't do anything?"
"No, no." A young wife from the tribe said with a smile.
"We just want to see what this dream looks like."
"Ha!" Su Yan stood up in shock. The vest fell off? !
what's the situation?
She pushed everyone away in panic and tried to escape, "You are wrong, you are wrong."
"No, that's not the case." An aunt held her back. Her movements were not rough, but it was obvious that Su Yan couldn't escape easily.
Su Yan covered her face and called for Grandmother He to come and save her, which made the surrounding tribesmen laugh in good faith.
"Okay, okay, let my granddaughter-in-law go!" Grandmother He came over, grabbed Su Yan's wrist, and pulled her to her side.
"This one is my favorite. You guys made me want to go back to my parents' home. I want you to compensate me!"
Su Yan took advantage of the situation and quickly hid behind Grandmother He, not even showing her face.
Grandmother He stood in front of them and used her seniority to ask everyone not to talk nonsense. "My granddaughter-in-law usually writes for fun. I didn't expect that everyone would like her."
"Now that everyone knows about it, please keep it a secret for my sake and don't let it spread. Let her write quietly by herself."
The clan members agreed very readily and assured Grandmother He that they would not tell anyone.
But if they don't tell anyone, does that mean other people won't know about it?
Of course not.
Later, Su Yan realized that the tribesmen’s coming was just the beginning of revealing their true colors.
He was surrounded by people from the county. Some people threw notes to him late at night asking him to update, and some even went to his supermarket to look for He An.
Ask him to tell me to write the next book quickly.
Su Yan was like a big star who suddenly came to inspect a small county, and everyone came excitedly to watch the fun.
Even some people who already knew her came to see her, as if there was something different about her.
Su Yan was overwhelmed by this.
Similarly, He Yu, who exposed Su Yan's identity, was caught by the whole family and punished.
Brother He was so angry that he beat him up.
This was the first time in all these years that Big Brother He, who had always loved him, took action against him. He Yu screamed and ran around the house, but still could not escape his big brother's bamboo stick.
But he didn't dare to complain.
After the fight, Brother He was angry and distressed. Seeing He Yu's eyes red from crying, he said to him, "You're so old now, and you're going to get married soon! You still have the nerve to cry!"
He Yu turned his head and ignored him, silently wiping his face with his sleeve.
Brother He: "You! You can't even control your words. Haven't you caused so much trouble for my fourth brother and his wife? Now my fourth brother and his wife don't even dare to leave the house."
He Yu's face wrinkled into a bun, and he choked up and said, "I... I didn't expect it! I was just drunk with my classmates and I casually said something, who knew they would spread it."
"You are still drinking!" Brother He suddenly became furious and looked around for the bamboo stick he had just thrown away.