[Chapter 634 You Are Not Real Art]

Robb’s Man painting, under Elsie’s desperate promotion, slowly entered the public eye.

At the beginning, no one wanted to read this broken book. After all, the style of painting was too curious. In addition, the quality of engraving printing was unstable at this time, and the quality of printing was not uniform. Sometimes a book was printed very well, but Most prints are made more ugly due to ink leaching or something.

However, it is God’s father after all!

Just relying on Robb’s golden signboard, the people of West Wind Town are willing to endure the terrible style of children’s paintings and forcibly read such a book. Meow is interesting.

Not to mention these medieval indigenous people with little knowledge, even modern people who have read countless novels, animations, and movies will be overwhelmed by the “invincible flow”.

For the first time, the common people of the holy city of Xifeng came into contact with “Invincible Flow”, and they really thought it was good to see the story of this powerful and outrageous protagonist.

Soon, all five hundred copies of the first batch of prints were sold out.

Elsie hurried to the printing factory to order the second batch. This time, instead of the stingy 500 copies, print 1000 copies directly, and then continue to sell!

In the end, it was almost sold to the level of young people over ten years old and under twenty years old in the holy city of Xifeng Town. Between the ages of 20 and 30, the penetration rate reached 80%. However, for people over the age of 30, the penetration rate plummeted, but even so, the final sales volume reached 8,000 copies…

For a city whose population has not yet reached 30,000, it can be said that the sales volume The limit is reached.

At noon that day, Robb finished his lunch, and sat idle on his stone chair. Next to him sat Sofa, with a brush in his hand, scribbling on the rice paper on the stone table. What she was drawing was One Punch Man Volume 6…

After Robb came up with the first three volumes, he became lazy and refused to continue to draw the following under the name of “Nothing but Three”. However, the interest of the readers has been aroused, and it would be wrong not to continue the story. No way, even if he is God’s father, readers who can’t see the update will rebel.

In desperation, Robb had to take a compromise approach. He told the story and asked Sofa to draw the story.

Anyway, Sofa is good at forging documents and exemplary handwriting, and it is better to ghostwrite for Robb.

However, even Sofa, who is good at forging handwriting, is difficult to perfectly copy the children’s painting style in the first three volumes. This style of painting is simply embarrassing for imitators. It took Sofa several days to paint before he succeeded in imitating this style.

At this time, she was painting the sixth book, and she spit out: “The documents I forged in the past were all parchment scrolls with beautiful writing and excellent painting style, why do I have to draw such strange things here now. What? The painting skills I learned hard since I was a child will be abolished.”

Robb laughed: “There’s no way, who told you to be my maid, who will help me if you don’t help me?”

Sofa was indignant He made a contemptuous gesture at him.

The two were making trouble here, and Marianne came, with the butler of the Cotton family behind him. This butler was usually on the road of light and worked with Marianne’s father, Sdemond Cotton. It was rare. Seeing him come to the road of light once, it made Robb quite surprised: “Yo, why is Mr. Butler here?” The

butler gave Robb a big gift, but didn’t say anything. He gave up the precious opportunity to talk to God’s father. After giving it to her eldest lady, Marianne took over the conversation and said, “I asked him to come here. I want to transport some things to

Bright Road to sell in West Wind Town.” “Oh?” Luo Boqi said, “I see something. now?”

Marianne smiled: “Your Man picture book.”

Robb: “Yo!”

Marianne said: “Although the pictures of this Man’s picture book are really unsightly, its story is really good. I think the young people on the bright road will also like this story. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the population. If I pull a train to sell it, I should make a lot of money. As long as the first volume sells well, I can sell it for a long time. I am thinking, since cheap paper has appeared, then There will be a lot of books in the future, and I may be able to open a bookstore.”

Robb gave Marianne a thumbs up: “It’s really good, your talent in business always impresses me, not bad, I think The idea of your bookstore is great, and it can be done. Although there are not many books to sell yet, as long as you grab the front, when a large number of books appear in a short time, your store has already made a name and can become a The industry leader.”

Marianne got his affirmation, smiled sweetly, and asked the housekeeper to go to the printing factory to order, but she herself sat down at the stone table, looking like she planned to spend the afternoon here.

Robb smiled and gave her two more math problems, then left her alone.

Leisurely afternoon, time passed slowly and leisurely.

At about two o’clock in the afternoon, when the weather was the hottest, a group of people suddenly ran down the hillside, led by the elf elder, with an inexplicably excited look on his face, he ran very fast, and was frightened by the two elf guards. He kept shouting, “Elder, slow down, don’t fall.”

This jerky old man was not willing to slow down, but he ran faster. In a blink of an eye, he ran to Robb and smiled, hehe smiled and handed him a piece of paper. Paper…

Robb took a look at it in his hand, tsk, incredible, pure white paper, polished, waxed on the back, felt hard in his hand, touch the surface of the paper, it also has a certain hardness, Not the kind of paper where the ink spreads as it goes.

“How is it?” The elf old man was proud, blowing his white beard and said: “My senior alchemist of the elf family, cooperated with the paper craftsmen of the East, and it didn’t take long to come up with this, hahahaha.”

“Indeed . It’s amazing.” Robb laughed: “I knew you would succeed sooner or later, but I didn’t expect it so soon.”

“Now I can publish the book very conveniently, hahaha.” The old elf looked bright: “Your inexplicable Man painting sold so well, which is really beyond my expectations, but this incident is also at the same time. It shows how eager people are to read books. This is the desert of literature. Someone must stand up and save people’s withered hearts. I’m going to start writing books. I want to write the best book to satisfy everyone’s pursuit and yearning for literature. Robb said: ”

Why is my story so inexplicable? I have a good story.”

The old elf shook his head: “I read it later, the story is too simple and lacks depth, it is just repeated use of powerful This is not real art, just wait, I will use my pen to create real art for you to see.”

[End of This Chapter]