Chapter 2044： deserted bookstore

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Evan Bell arrived at the Noble Bookstore in Barnes Town at a quarter of an hour after nine o'clock. The empty bookstore looked a little lonely. Evan Bell, accompanied by Teddy Bell, went to Palo Alto with Eden Hudson and entered the bookstore without any obstacles. This feeling of not being surrounded by crowds is indeed a long absence. Vin-Bell recalled the days when he advertised "Just.A.Dream".

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"Hehe, it seems that today's signing will be very easy." Evan Bell had a very relaxed smile on his face, obviously not disappointed by this lonely scene.

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Teddy Bell also laughed helplessly next to him, "You don't do any publicity, so naturally no one will come."

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Evan Bell shrugged, "I'm a rookie writer, why do I have to do so much complicated publicity? I think it's good, and it saves someone from saying that I'm not doing my job properly."

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Teddy Bell stood by and just smiled and didn't answer. Even if someone said that Evan Bell was not doing his job, Evan Bell would not care.

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"Evan, welcome to Barnes E Noble." The branch manager of the bookstore, Les Reni, greeted him. Now there are only three customers in the bookstore. All Evan Bell's arrival is particularly obvious. It got noticed.

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Evan Bell looked at Les Renee's badge, and stretched out his right hand with a smile, "Les, good morning." The two shook hands, "Very well, I'll be working at a later date. where?"

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Les Renee looked a little embarrassed and restrained, "Evan, are you sure you don't want to promote it?" There were only three people in the bookstore at this time, and even with all the staff, there were not 20 people and Evan Bell's signing today But an hour has been scheduled, so what about the rest of the time? Do you want to chat with others or just pass the time with a book?

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But the problem is that Les-Renny was told not to do any publicity, whether it was the publisher of "One Day" or Barnes & Noble. . Now that the publisher has printed a million copies of its first edition and has 50,000 copies in stock at the Noble Fifth Avenue branch in Barnestown alone, it is clear that there is absolute confidence in the sales of the book, and it is hoped that with the help of today's Book signings drive sales; but why not do any publicity? No one can sell a book without promoting it, because people don't even know it's published, so what's the point of buying it?

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This contradictory approach leaves Les-Rini completely at a loss. He has been a manager of the bookstore for five years, and he still cannot understand it.

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Evan Bell smiled relaxedly, "Less, I'm sure." In fact, Evan Bell knew that if he played his name, today's signing meeting would never be so deserted, it would definitely be very lively. But this has lost the meaning of the new author, and it has become one of the means of making money: after all, as a new author, how can so many people know whether your book is good? , agreeing to publish this book is inconsistent with the original intention. Evan Bell just wanted to write a story and share it with everyone, that's all. Therefore, the signing event can easily become an occasion for fan clubs and fan clubs, and there is really no need for publicity.

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"Les, where is my workplace?" Evan Bell is actually prepared for deserted scenes. In fact, he has also interviewed very deserted autographs in his last life. In terms of aspects, it is difficult to compare with celebrities in other fields, so many book signings are relatively deserted.

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Evan Bell even once attended a signing party with only thirteen people, and the signing party was scheduled for forty-five minutes. As a result, the author signed the book while chatting with the book friends, and he almost wrote 11 strokes one stroke at a time, but even so, the signing part was completed in less than ten minutes. For more than half an hour after that, it was the author who read for the readers who came to the book signing, and the book signing turned into a book club, which was so embarrassing. Coupled with the ordinary citizens who kept going in and out of the bookstore, even the author himself couldn't read it anymore, so he had to end the book signing ahead of schedule.

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So Evan Bell also thought about it, if it is really deserted, he will study, and the signing will turn into a book club, which is also very good. Anyway, his face is thick enough.

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When he came to the second floor, Evan Bell saw the long brown table in the aisle, with a vertical column of "One Day" books stacked on it, and two carbon pens alone on the table. .

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Accompanied by Les Renee, the Bell brothers walked to the desk and sat down. Teddy Bell turned his head and said kindly, "Les, can you pour Evan a glass of warm water?"

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"Oh, yes, of course, no problem." Looking at the empty bookstores around, Leslieni finally found something to do, and naturally he couldn't be more willing. But as soon as Les-Reney turned around, he saw a man walking towards him. He couldn't help but stop and move out of the way, and then he saw that man walked straight to the desk and stopped.

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"Evan, have you started to write a book?" It was Grey Lennon who came, and he only waited here for a while before he saw Evan Bell. This is really rare. Since "ent", Evan Bell has not been crowded and crowded wherever he goes. But today, I walked in front of Evan Bell without any obstacles, and there was no noise or sound, so I could have a quiet conversation with Evan Bell directly, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. But looking at Evan Bell, he was content.

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Evan Bell raised his head and showed a smile, "Les, look, this is not just open." The subtext was that there was no need to worry about today's signing, which made Les Renee smile bitterly. There are only three in the bookstore. Famous guests, how could the situation be optimistic.

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Evan Bell didn't look at Les Renee's expression again, and looked at Grey Lennon attentively, "Oh, it doesn't count. I just had an inspiration, made a creation, and accidentally became A book." Evan Belt paused, showing a smug smile, "Then I used some of the power I now have to make myself a writer. Nice deal, isn't it?" Bell's words were obviously self-joking, but it could be seen that he was in a very happy mood, "But I think this is the only one, and if the sales of this book are not good, it is estimated that the publisher will see me in the future. Ran."

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Even if Evan Bell's achievements in film and music are high, the publishing world is a whole new world. Evan Bell's talent on the big screen and staff may not be suitable for type, so Evan Bell said Is the truth. The future of this book is uncertain, and if it fails in the end, it is indeed likely to be Evan Bell's first and last book.

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Grey Lennon listened to Evan Bell's words and couldn't help laughing. He pointed to the design next to him, "Can I?" The poster said, the major bookstores will be officially on sale at 9:30. Therefore, Grey-Lennon pointed to the book Evan Bell was preparing to sign, and signaled that he wanted to read it.

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Evan Bell nodded, "Of course, of course. This was originally meant to be sold." The blunt words made people laugh, "Although it seems that there is still a little time before thirty minutes, I think Rice will understand. ."

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Gray Lennon opened the page, flipped it casually, and read the lettering on it, "He snorted through his nose, shifted his body on the bed, and looked at the simple hut in front of him.

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There are artistic postcards and posters of angry youth plays everywhere, and he is sure there must be a portrait of Nelson-Mandela like an ideal boyfriend in his dreams. In the past four years, he had seen many such bedrooms, and they were like a crime scene, dotted all over the city. Look around the room and you're bound to find a Nina-Simon album within six feet. Although he had never seen the same room, he was all too familiar with everything in it: burnt out night light bulbs, withered potted plants, cheap sheets of different sizes that smelled of laundry detergent. She also harbours a passion for photomontages among literary youth—snapshots of college classmates and loved ones with the work of Chagall, Vermeer, Kandinsky and Che Guevara, Woody-Allen, Samuel-Beckert portraits stitched together. There is no neutral element in this place, everything declares a certain belief expresses a certain position. "

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Seeing this, Grey Lennon raised his head and said with a smile, "It's a wonderful book."

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Evan Yibei raised his eyebrows, "Should I be happy?" Because Grey Lennon just lowered his head and looked at it for less than thirty seconds. This is a polite compliment or a sincere one.

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Grey Lennon laughed, and Evan Bell was exactly the person he remembered, who was so real, both on screen and in life, "It's the truth." Although Grey Lennon Nong only watched a short paragraph, but Evan Bell's control of language is indeed extraordinary. The paragraph he saw just now was just a description of the room, but he was able to immediately think of these in his mind. The picture, and more importantly, all the details in the clip reveal Evan Bell's profound literary heritage. Grey Lennon thought it would be a wonderful book, like an Evan Bell movie, like a "Juno" script.

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"Huh, then I should really breathe a sigh of relief." Evan Bell smiled and looked left and right, "Although there are not many people, at least I got a good review, 100%, it's great !"

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Grey-Lei closed the title page, but showed a warm smile, "Evan, trust me, your book will definitely be a big hit."

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