Chapter 16

How can a novel that sells 32 copies in the new book period and makes less than $15 profit have anything to do with CNN?

CNN doesn't broadcast 24-hour global news.

Wang Jian, holding the microphone, couldn't recover for a moment.

Then he quickly picked up the remote control and switched the TV channel.

I saw that a hostess on TV was broadcasting the news in a serious tone.

"Yesterday, 2pac, a famous Los Angeles rapper, was shot while recording a program. This is another heavyweight event in the U.S. rap industry recently, after Eazy-E, an important member of the former rap group n.w.a., died of AIDS. "

"Although its media spokesman claimed that 2pac's life was no longer in danger. But it still makes the violent crimes between rappers in the East and West Coast appear in public

"Next, let's watch the surveillance video outside the camera shed at the time of the crime."

Then, the TV picture turns.

I saw a group of black people sitting outside the camera shed.

Al is in the picture, and is laughing with some of his friends.

Among these people, the scene of two black people in the back row with their heads together, smoking cigarettes and reading books is particularly conspicuous.

At this time, an arrogant black man, surrounded by a group of people, came to the studio.

Al and others stood up and stood in their way.

Then there was a dispute between the two groups.

And the big guy al followed came out of the studio and entered the surveillance screen.

The arrogant man didn't know what to say, which made elder al very angry.

Two heads standing together, like two cockfighting.

Suddenly, the arrogant man took out a pistol from his pocket and put it on Al's head.

And Al's boss raised his hands in a bit of panic.

While the arrogant man pointed a gun at al and others and said something.

And behind Al, the two men who were reading were looking up, confused.

Then the two black men put down their novels, took out their pistols and fired at the arrogant man.

The younger brother behind the arrogant man was in a panic.

Al, a group of people, were all dumbfounded. The

picture was cut back to the studio. The hostess continued, "the suspect has been arrested by the police, and his lawyer has accepted an interview with our reporter outside the police station."

When the camera cuts to the door of the police station, a middle-aged white man says to the microphone, "first of all, 2pac takes the initiative to provoke."

"And my agent's overreaction after being frightened should be too defensive."

"In addition, when my agent was young, he was also subjected to violence and had certain mental problems, which I have applied to the court for a psychiatric appraisal report."

"The last point is that it's the violence of some propaganda books that affects me."

"And that book, in the book publishing agency, was rated as a full-age book. We will also protest against this to the publishing house and ask the court to consider it at its discretion. "

Then, the picture goes back to the studio.

At this time, Wang Jian was stunned.

He didn't know what to look like or what to do.

After a moment's hesitation, he quickly called al back.

"Al, what's going on? Why do you blame my book for your accident? "

Just listen to the opposite al mumbling for a while, and then said: "after seeing the monitoring, the lawyer we are looking for suggests that we are influenced by the book, so that we can win the sympathy and understanding of the judge."

"Then you can't say it's marijuana? In terms of monitoring, you are all smoking, which is not more reliable than the influence of books? " Wang Jian's voice rose gradually.

"The lawyer said that smoking marijuana is a soft drug. Not only won't get the judge's understanding, but also may increase the ill feeling, even increase the sentence. " Al's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

"But don't worry." Al went on, "the boss said we'll make it up to you when we get back to New York."

Compensation for fart!

Lao Tzu has fallen into a bad situation. He not only doesn't make money, but also has a bad reputation.

Wang Jian slowly put down the receiver and scratched his head hard.

"It's true that when people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky." He said to himself, "it's a beep."

At this time, the phone suddenly rang again.

Wang Jian was so angry that he didn't make a phone call.

"Don't talk about it. It's bad luck for me to know you. I'll move out tomorrow! "

Suddenly, the opposite came the voice of Xuele publishing house.

"It's only 20 hours since I'm the Archmage was published, and it hasn't arrived in Los Angeles yet."

"Of the 32 novels that have been sold in New York, 27 have been purchased by booksellers themselves. Four were bought by a small library, one was lost, but the buyer was a little white boy. "Wang Jian hesitated for a while before he had to admit, "yes, I took the book as a souvenir."

"The L.A. Criminal Court has just applied to the press to produce the outline of the story of I am the Archmage to determine whether there is a tendency to lead violence during the creation of the novel," Roy said

"The publishing and distribution industry association has also sent a self-examination letter to ask us to conduct a brand-new rating review on I am the grand master to determine whether it is full age oriented."

Wang Jian opened his mouth and found that he could not say a word except "I'm a jerk.".

In the end, he could only say to Roy, "sorry, I didn't know that would happen."

"But I really didn't lead to violence!" Wang Jian said, "you have read the original."

Roy's voice was cold and said, "I don't count. The judge counts."

Wang Jian's heart was like falling into an ice hole. He asked in a trembling voice, "well, will I go to jail?"

Roy returned: "no, no novelist has ever been criminally punished for that."

Wang Jian felt light, but immediately asked, "well, do I need to pay for the publishing house?"

"Although I have no money now, I can go to work." Although he felt wronged, he had to plead: "I will certainly pay the publishing house the publishing fee."

Roy's voice still didn't rise and fall. "No, you don't mean to sabotage the publishing house's distribution plan."

"This is an accident. It has nothing to do with you. "

When Wang Jian heard this, his eyes were a little red.

He said gratefully, "what should I do to make up for the loss of the publishing house?"

"Get the pen ready." Roy's voice burst into excitement.

"I'll be at your apartment in a minute," he said loudly. "We need to increase the circulation and publish 100000 copies before the rating results come out."

"Ha ha, Wang, you are going to be red!"