Chapter 307: Maomao's Story Goes Public
Mao Mao is going to kindergarten, so Mao Mao is very busy, and so is her mother.
Xia Xiaoxiang took on many classes for herself. While Mao Mao went to kindergarten during the day, she also started studying. After finishing Chinese literature and foreign languages, there was a math class. After that, she would go with her third aunt to learn how to drive.
Mao Mao plays from morning till night at kindergarten, and she also studies from morning till night.
She had taken advantage of all the wives in the family. The four wives were originally there to teach Mao Mao, but now they had all become her teachers.
With four classes back-to-back, Xia Xiaoxiang's day was packed full. When Mao Mao came home from kindergarten, the mother and daughter sat together and talked about their learning experiences that day.
"It's so hard," Xia Xiaoxiang sighed. "Studying is so difficult."
"So slow!" Mao Mao counted on her fingers. "Mao Mao is so slow."
What's slow?
Of course it's because Maomao's stories are published too slowly!
Ever since Lou Yansui announced the news, Mao Mao has been eagerly anticipating the official release of Mao Mao's story.
On her way to kindergarten, Mao Mao passes a bookstore.
Lately, every day on her way home from school, she calls out to the driver/mom/brother to stop outside the bookstore and ask if they sell Maomao's stories.
Unfortunately, she asked every day and received the same answer every day.
not yet.
Mao Mao was anxiously waiting, thinking about it day and night, even in her dreams. She was even more eager than the author, Lou Yansui.
She had already planned that as soon as the bookstore started selling it, she would buy a lot of copies, giving one to each of her friends and one to each of the children in her kindergarten. Then she would tell everyone that it was a book written by her brother!
With Maomao's story about to be published, advertisements have started appearing in Haicheng's newspapers.
This story was originally serialized in a children's supplement of a newspaper for several months, and it continues to this day, publishing the tale of Maomao and Maomao's wanderings daily. However, in the last few days, a small note has been added to the end of the story, informing readers that the story will be compiled and published as a book.
After several months of serialization, Maomao and his kitten have accumulated countless readers, and after the news was released, countless loyal readers like Maomao waited anxiously.
That day.
On the way home from kindergarten.
Mao Mao, in her little car, stopped in front of the bookstore as usual.
Before even entering the bookstore, she saw a notice posted outside listing the names of the books for sale. Although she didn't recognize many of the characters, Mao Mao immediately recognized the name 'Mao Mao' on it.
The promotional poster also depicts a round-headed little boy with a yellow tabby cat that looks like a tiger beside him.
Isn't that the picture on the cover of my brother's sample book?
During this period, Mao Mao looked at and touched it every day, and could recognize it even with her eyes closed.
The poster is different from the book; it's in color and depicts the yellow tabby cat very realistically.
"uncle!"
Mao Mao ran happily into the bookstore: "Uncle, I want to buy Mao Mao's stories!"
The bookstore owner, standing behind the counter, recognized her immediately: "It's you, little one, you're here again."
"Uncle, uncle, I want Mao Mao's stories!" Mao Mao pulled out her little wallet from her schoolbag and said generously, "I want to buy a hundred books!"
"so much?"
"That's all I want."
The shop owner said regretfully, "Unfortunately, someone else bought a hundred copies before you came, and we don't have that many left in stock."
Mao Mao wasn't disappointed at all, and asked with a smug look, "Do a lot of people buy Mao Mao's stories?"
"Of course, this book is very popular."
The Haicheng newspaper advertised this children's book. With a daily circulation of tens of thousands of copies, word-of-mouth among readers, and the popularity built up during its previous serialization, Maomao's fairy tales became a hot seller as soon as they were released.
Children's literature is currently a largely untapped market, relying heavily on translated fairy tales from abroad, with very few original stories. Maomao's wandering tales are engaging, novel, and relevant to the Chinese context, making them highly relatable to readers.
Good stories appeal to both adults and children, and the majority of readers of Mao Mao's stories are adults.
The shopkeeper showed her a piece of paper: "Look, there are a few students who left their names here. They said they didn't bring enough money today and asked me to hold it for them so they can come back and buy it when they have enough money."
Mao Mao glanced at it and saw that the entire sheet of paper was almost full.
So many?
Mao Mao thought for a moment, "Then, Uncle, I don't want a hundred books, I just want one."
"Just one copy?"
"The rest are for the others." Mao Mao pursed her lips, revealing sweet dimples: "Everyone has seen Mao Mao's story."
"Okay."
The boss handed her a book.
Although she had already seen the sample copy at Lou Yansui's place, Mao Mao still couldn't put the book down when she got it in her hands. She hugged the book, touched the cover, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, inhaling the freshly printed ink.
It smells so good.
"Boss." Another student-looking person walked in from outside: "Do you sell any fairy tale books here? The one that was advertised in the newspaper recently, the bookstore I just went to was sold out!"
Boss: "Yes, yes, I'll go get it for you."
The students stood in front of the counter waiting.
He looked down and saw a fair-skinned and pretty little girl standing next to him, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him; she seemed very endearing.
The student hesitated for a moment, then the little girl in front of him exclaimed loudly, "Brother, Mao Mao is so handsome!"
“Ah, yes, yes, it’s really good.” He said, “That’s why I came to buy this book.”
Hehe~
Even after buying the books, Mao Mao wouldn't leave. She pressed her chubby little face against the car window, watching people come and go at the bookstore entrance.
When the guests came out, they all had books in their hands. Every time Mao Mao saw a book, she would be a little happier. If she had a tail, it would definitely be spinning into a little windmill by now.
"Mao Mao, how much longer are you going to look?" The second concubine looked at the sky outside, half of which was already tinged with orange-yellow: "If we don't go home soon, we'll miss dinner."
Mao Mao sat back down, but she was still overjoyed, happily swinging her little feet: "Mao Mao is going home to make a phone call."
Who should I call?
Of course, I'll call all my friends and tell them the good news!
The story of Maomao is a huge hit!
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