"Ye Xiao Bei's poetry collection? Who was Ye Xiao Bei? Why haven't I heard of it before? How could such a young man write poetry?”The scholar looked at Ye Xiao Bei's young face on the cover and thought in disdain,""Maybe some rich second-generation heir wanted to play with the tickets, so he published it at his own expense and even spent money to buy such a good publicity spot.”
"Hehe, I think the money he invested must have gone down the drain. Poetry is such a noble thing. You really overestimate yourself!"
Scholar retracted his gaze and wanted to leave, but he thought about it and picked it up again.
He opened the first song.
"The moon and the bridge and you? When you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, the person who is looking at the scenery is looking at you from upstairs. The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams…"
As the scholar read, his voice became lower and lower, and his eyes became wider and wider. In the end, his entire body trembled, and the extremely thin book of poetry fell to the ground.
The scholar seemed to have woken up from a dream and quickly picked it up. He wiped the stains on the poetry collection with his expensive wool coat without any heartache. He felt that the sky was about to collapse.
"Genius, genius! These short four sentences were like a rolling landscape, endless and meaningful. This poet was simply a genius, one in five hundred years!”The scholar was so excited that his entire body was trembling, and his eyes were shining!
Looking at the back, this collection of poems contained a total of four poems, facing the sea, the great roc rising with the wind, the moon and the bridge with you, and the joy of life. It was priced at 88 yuan!
Someone on the side saw the scholar trembling as if he had epilepsy. He looked curiously at the price and said with a shocked expression,"F * ck, no wonder you're shaking like this. Such a thin book of poetry is so expensive to sell for 88 yuan.”
The scholar was still immersed in the endless poems. One moment, he was facing the warm sea, and the next moment, he was flying with the wind, as happy as an immortal. However, when he heard the man's words, he immediately woke up from his dream and widened his eyes!
"You vulgar person! What do you know about poetry? Let me tell you! Eighty-eight yuan was not expensive at all. He was simply extremely conscientious! These four poems were all chosen by thousands of gold coins and were simply passed down through the ages! Only 88, how could he only sell it for 88! This won't do. I'm going to complain to the publishing company. Such a good poem would sell for at least 188 yuan per copy!”
The scholar rushed to pay for the book of poems, which shocked the man so much that his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
F * ck, I've always heard others complain about the price of things, but I've never seen anyone complain about the price!
He subconsciously took out a book of poetry. When he saw it, he was instantly shocked!
"This is simply the reincarnation of the immortal poet! Too beautiful, too beautiful! I want to buy one for my son! Oh right, nephew wants to buy one too!" The man took the two poetry books and excitedly ran to pay, completely forgetting that he had just said that the 88 yuan poetry collection was a robbery.
On the poetry sales ranking of Xinhua Bookstore, Zheng Rundong, who was a famous talent in the national poetry club in the morning, had a book of poetry that ranked first. The price was 28 yuan per book, and the sales volume was 124 copies.
In just half a day, countless people swarmed over and snatched the thin book of poems that was sold for 88 yuan. Suddenly, an infinite amount of energy erupted!
With 1432 copies sold, it was the first place in the single-day sales of poetry in half a day!
On this day, all the poems in the entire Xinhua Bookstore, from the second to the last place, only had 647 copies!
In other words, Ye Xiao Bei's poem collection had sold twice as many copies as all the other poets 'poems combined on the first day!
This was a complete and utter suppression, a complete and utter victory!
This crazy attitude shocked countless people who saw the sales rankings!
Ye Xiao Bei's poetry collection started to explode overnight. The term 'Idol Poet', first appeared on Ye Xiao Bei!
The Xin Hua Bookstore was packed with people. The poetry section, which usually did not sell well, was filled with people. Countless people were holding Ye Xiao Bei's poetry collection and queuing up to pay for it. Many people bought two or three books at once, and even seven or eight!
In the past, the highest sales record in history was set by a great poet's complete collection more than 30 years ago. On that day, that collection of poems sold 33,000 copies!
Selling more than 30,000 copies a day!
This was originally a record that could not be approached, a record that could not be broken, but on the second day after Ye Xiao Bei's poetry collection was published, it was easily broken!
41,800 copies were sold in one day!
With such data and the birth of a series of new records, the entire poetry world of the Celestial Dynasty was speechless!
Countless people were reciting these four poems. Countless people were reciting these four poems. Countless people regarded them as classics and the Holy Bible!
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