Martial arts Miyeonsi's barbarian writer (Episode 122)
No novel begins with the intention of failing..
The reason why the author goes through so much trouble and worry. This is because I hope that my writing will receive a good response and be seen by many readers..
Will the tower that was built with great effort collapse? However, no matter how well built the tower is, if no one climbs it and takes care of it, it will not collapse and will just stand there..
That feeling when something you put a lot of time and effort into fails. For creators, it is always a pain they have to endure, but it is also a pain they do not always want to experience..
“It's ambiguous.”
On the first day, Danga Pungwoon's sales were far short of success, and were at a level that would be vague to call it a failure..
I thought it would sell hugely from day one. Was that too much?.
hello. Murim people. My pen name. It's a hopil. Danggapoongun. Received a good response from Uichang. Your reactions and recommendations. It was replaced by our bookstore debt repayment. Be thankful always. No cooperation.
I thought it would be featured in Jerbo, a world martial arts newspaper, and there would be a great interview. It's a shame.
“hey. Yunho. Don't be too disappointed. I'll be able to sell it all.”
Hwarin looked at me with worried eyes and comforted me as I was staring blankly at Dangga Pung-un..
“okay. I hope so.”
“So don't worry. Open the store door.”
“yes yes. All right.”
I deliberately answered Hwarin in a light tone to express that I had nothing to worry about and opened the store door..
“It's a surprise! Well, what is it? You?”
When I opened the bookstore door, there were about 15 men with haggard faces. And as soon as the door is opened, it sticks to the door like a swarm of zombies ready to attack the living survivors..
“It's open!”
“I waited before the sun rose!”
“Hehehehe. I waited all night! Why do you open the door so late?!”
A swarm of zombies. No, people quickly came through the open doors and began to roam the bookstore like zombies searching for living survivors..
“Where are you??”
“I can not see.”
“I'm sure I bought it here yesterday.”
“doesn't exist!”
What the hell.
“Store manager! store manager!”
As I was looking at them with a blank expression, a man approached me with an urgent voice..
“Aren’t you Seosaeng Hwang? What on earth is going on?.”
Hwang Seo-saeng’s complexion also looked haggard..
It looks like the face of a gamer waiting in the cold night breeze for hours before the game opens to buy it, not knowing if the contents of a new game released for the first time in 10 years are sleeping pills..
“……Please give.”
“yes?”
What are you asking for?.
“Danggapoongun! Please give me volume 2!”
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“Why isn't there a 2nd volume? The preview for volume 2 is proudly written here.!”
“This is a novel whose first volume has just been released..”
I spoke firmly to Seosaeng Hwang, who looked suspicious as if he was hiding something somewhere and lying to me. How did you read volume 2, which is not a 200 won ghost story and has never been released?.
“This is ridiculous. This doesn't make sense.”
“I definitely saw volume 2 yesterday. I bought volume 1, and if it was fun, I was going to buy volume 2. So does that mean I waited all night imagining something in vain? no. That can't be possible. That can't be happening!”
“1I finished the volume and there is no second volume. What does this mean? It must be somewhere!”
“I waited all night because the Hubuk Jeil Gisaeng said he was waiting for me.!”
When they heard what I said, the people who had bought the first book yesterday screamed and started looking through the book..
Have all these people really been waiting since morning to find Volume 2 of Tang Jia Feng Yun? I had to barely try to hold back the joy that was trying to escape me..
“So when will the next volume come out??”
“1Volume 2 will be released only when all volumes are sold..”
I quickly adjusted my expression and answered Hwang Seo-saeng’s anxious question..
“You have to sell all of the hundreds of books before you can release the next volume.?”
“That's right.”
I have to clear out at least 70% or even 80% of my inventory of one volume before I can print the next volume..
“How do you sell hundreds of books? … . no. It's definitely a book that will sell that much..”
“When are you waiting for this to sell out? Hwanggu, you bastard. I suddenly feel resentful of you. Why did you show me this book so early?!”
Hwang Seo-saeng and a person who appeared to be a friend began to argue with each other. why are you fighting.
“Yesterday, he thanked me for recommending it and praised the book’s contents! Is it my fault now?!”
“Anyway, it's your fault..”
“Shut up and buy one of these too. Shouldn’t it sell quickly for the next volume to come out?.”
Hwang Seo-saeng picked up the Tangga Pungun that was lying on the stand and handed it to his friend..
“OK. Even if you don’t say anything, I will live..”
Hwang Seo-saeng's friend immediately calculated the fortunes of the Tang family..
“Store manager. I'll buy another one too.”
“Didn’t Mr. Hwang live yesterday?.”
“Huh. That is…….”
Seosaeng Hwang awkwardly avoided my gaze and was reluctant to answer. Then the friend next to me smiled and explained the situation to me..
“Hwanggu, this bastard. The light was on in the room until late last night. In the morning, I saw the Hwanggu cub, its cheeks were saggy and its books were sticky. The store manager should have seen me thinking because the bookshelf didn't fall down. You idiot. Hehehe.”
ah. so.
“Hey man!”
Hwang Seo-saeng shouted at his friend with an expression of embarrassment that he had never seen before..
“Did you try to get Dangga Poongwoon pregnant??”
“See you later. Store Manager Volume 1. No, please give me 3 volumes..”
“3Kwon got pregnant?”
“We buy it for preservation, appreciation, and missionary purposes.!”
“3Sichuan Jeilmi will be pregnant today..”
“hey!”
I tried hard not to laugh when I saw Hwang Seo-saeng's bright red face and calculated the four Tang Dynasty fortunes..
“I wish I hadn't seen it. What a life without seeing Volume 2 of Dangga Pung-un.!”
“Ugh! This is not the time for us to be in despair. You have to recommend Dangga Pungwoon to people around you so they can see Hubuk Jeil Gisaeng..”
“okay. The more we spread the word about Dangga Pungwoon around us, the sooner we will be able to see volume 2. Let's buy the next volume!”
“I'll buy one more copy!”
“I have to see Hubuk Jeil Gisaeng! Please give me too!”
Customers who came in the morning purchased additional Dangapungun. With the guarantee that the book will receive rave reviews and word of mouth..
Thanks to this, I was able to sell as many books as I sold yesterday as soon as I opened the door in the morning..
“really. The response is good.”
The bookstore was temporarily deserted after a typhoon of unexpected customers arrived..
I looked blankly at the Tang family wind, which had decreased significantly compared to the morning..
It's success.
This time it was really successful..
what. I could have done it. okay. The direction was just a little bit wrong. You can succeed with writing in the midfield. You can increase your reputation.
For a moment, my heart sank as the events leading up to this point overlapped. I turned and placed my hands on the wall so no one could see my expression..
“Yunho. are you okay?”
Hwarin approached me from behind with a worried voice, but I raised my hand and stopped her while facing the wall..
It only takes a moment. Just for a moment.
There's a long way to go and now you've taken the first step.
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As word of mouth began to spread about Danga Pungwoon, sales gradually began to increase. Thanks to this, the number of customers looking for Volume 2 began to increase in the morning..
“Did you get lucky today?.”
“no.”
“Will it come out tomorrow?.”
“no.”
“I keep saying no. no. But you don't know how to do it?.”
“Yes it is.”
“ha. Why on earth won't they release the first volume of that damn thing! There are a lot of people who buy things like that.!”
That's right. Because I keep taking pictures.
“Is it time to scold this friend? Manager: Do you have a scheduled date for when you will come out? If Dangapoongun comes out in a week, I think I will start to be happy starting today.!”
“I think it will be difficult to be happy for a while..”
I'm sorry to the readers who are waiting, but you have to row when the water comes in. They are selling faster than they are being printed, so they will all sell out someday..
“shit. I guess I should go up to the second floor and have some tea..”
“Let me go too. They say there's a meeting on the second floor of the fortress talking about Tang family fortunes.!”
“Just pay the entrance fee and go in..”
I also paid the admission fee to the second floor of Daseogak and went up together to start work..
In a corner of the second floor of Daseogak, Hwang Seo-saeng, who had become regulars, his friend, and a few other men were already sitting in the conversation seats..
“Danggapoongun. I thought it was going to be a story about boring martial people. It was so fun that I couldn't take my eyes off it..”
“I also thought it was a boring story, but the exciting battle scenes were really impressive. Even if someone from Sacheondanga wrote it, I would believe it..”
“Is that all? Usually in books like this, even if a martial artist kills a villain, that's the end of it. Taking a woman! Even that woman... … . Big! Sacheon Best Beauty! Sacheon's Best Rice!”
“When a man says he will risk his life to fight for him, Sacheon Jeilmi can't help but fall in love. Even if I were a woman, she would have fallen in love with Tang Jeong..”
“The flower that all men could not pick asks the protagonist to pick it himself. This dirge. I've never been so excited in my life..”
“The last clouding scene was really... … . Who would have thought that the most beautiful woman in Sacheon would do something like that with her breasts. And that too with magnificent breasts that can accommodate all of her man's feelings. She was so vivid, it was as if the author had seen those breasts right in front of her and described them..”
Dear readers. Just now, a soger frowned and left..
It feels good to read reader comments, though. I hope you know that there are female guests at Daseogak..
I think I need to set up more space for conversation, or find something like a simple wall with sound absorbing material..
“ha. I can’t wait to see volume 2..”
“In fact, the reason I come to Daseogak every day is to check how much the Tang family fortune has decreased today..”
“Hoo. You too? This communicates well and I have met my soul. Buy me coffee today. Store manager. I'll give you two iced Americanos..”
It's hard to hold on to my shoulders, which are trying to soar into the sky without me even realizing it. I busily moved around Daseo-gak, where business was getting better thanks to the good luck of the Tang family..
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A somewhat quiet time.
I opened the door and entered the printing room..
“Hwarin. It's going well?”
I called Hwarin, who was hard at work alone printing a book. I'm sorry to see you printing my book alone..
Hwarin volunteered that it would be better to work as a printer during the day because of her face, but she was sorry..
“Just do your work. Why did you come.”
Hwarin stopped working, looked at me, and shouted..
“Do it after lunch. You're hungry.”
I said, holding up the simple snack I was holding in my hand..
“give it to me. ah! Fuck.”
Hwarin's hands were covered in ink when she tried to receive the food..
Why are you hiding your hands behind your back because you're embarrassed? I can't even eat it like that. Since the ink does not wash off well, it would be difficult to wash it..
“Should I feed you??”
“What, what? What the hell is happening all of a sudden.”
“What the hell. Regretfully. Since it's just a bite, I'll put it in your mouth..”
“……. good.”
Why do you close your eyes? Hua Linyi lifted her chin, looking embarrassed..
“open your mouth.”
“Ahhh.”
I put the snacks in Hwarin’s mouth one by one and she started chewing them..
It looks like a mother bird feeding her baby bird. no. It seems like a slightly weirder situation than that..
“This is a bit embarrassing.”
In the end, I couldn't bear the shame and told her. Now that I think about it, isn’t this something that only happens between lovers?.
“Fuck. I'm embarrassed too?”
Hwarin raised her eyes and responded right away to what I said..
“then. Did you say you were embarrassed?.”
“You were the one who said you would feed me.”
With a flushed face, Hwarin swung her fist and hit my chest..
“That's right. ha ha ha.”
I shyly scratched the back of my head to relieve my embarrassment..
“Kukkuk. Damn it. really.”
“Printing is going well?”
In order to change the topic of shame, I looked at the piled up party money and said,.
“I'm working hard though. The type keeps breaking or wearing out. If I print by today, I probably won't be able to print until I receive delivery of the type..”
“Is that so too?.”
Letterpress is a structural problem. Types made of lead alloy are soft. In addition, because pressure is applied directly to the type in the printing press, it is easy to break and wear out..
There is a printing press in the central region called soft plate printing that solves the shortcomings of letterpress printing, but it seems to be less widespread in this world because it is an advanced technology..
Even in Uichang, a developed city in Hubei, no one had a soft plate printing press. Later, when I make money, should I open a separate printing shop?.
“I'm sorry, but I'll keep asking you until today..”
“Because this is the only thing I can help you with. Do not be sorry.”
Hwarin looked at me with a slightly bitter expression..
“There's no need to think like that. Should I keep feeding you what I was eating??”
I asked Hwarin with a playful smile..
“Damn! Bring some gloves to the entrance over there and you can quickly get to work..”
Hwarin said, pushing my body with a slightly flushed face..
“Ah Okay. I'll bring it to you and leave.”
If you had gloves, you would have told me a long time ago. Why didn't you say something? I handed Hwarin the gloves and went back to work..
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What if inventory runs out faster than the supply of type for the printing press?.
Don't worry for a moment. Suddenly, the number of people coming to the bookstore to buy Dangga Pungun decreased drastically..
“What's going on?”
Has the offensive finally reached its end point? For that to be true, the person disappeared in an instant. There is no way that popularity suddenly fades away like this..
Is there a reason?.
“Is this the popular party song in Uichang these days? older brother. Should we buy one too??”
“it's okay. There is no reason to live here, so why live here?.”
What is this sound.
“customer. What you just said. can you tell me what it means?”
I approached the customer to confirm what I had heard..
“that is. haha. It's not that I don't buy books. It's just like that..”
“That's why I'm asking..”
“That's it. A nearby bookstore sells Tangga Pungun at a much cheaper price than here. I'm sorry, but if the price is cheap, there's no reason to buy here..”
The book I wrote is being sold at another bookstore.?
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