Entertainment: From being divorced by the Queen's wife

Chapter 418 It’s popular!

Lin Mo came out of the recording studio after recording another program.

After coming out, I received warm greetings from everyone on the radio again.

When Lin Mo left the radio station and was about to go back, he was stopped by Sun Yue on the roadside: "You, come here!"

Lin Mo glanced at her, ignored her, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, got in, and left directly.

Sun Yue's face changed with anger. She returned to the car next to her and looked at Liu Ruhan in the car: "This guy, he really takes himself more and more seriously!"

"I just called him, but he didn't even pay attention to me!"

Liu Ruhan looked at the direction Lin Mo left through the car window and shook her head: "Go back."

Sun Yue was still a little unwilling: "I always feel that this is all planned."

"This Lin Mo, must be doing this just to appear in front of you again!"

"But, does he really think that his "Ghost Blowing Lamp" can sell well? Does he really think that with such a book, he can be on an equal footing with you? Reach the same height as you?"

Liu Ruhan took a deep breath: "No matter what, he really did it this time."

"Even if it was only once, he did appear in front of me as an equal."

"I'm...actually very surprised."

When Liu Ruhan said this, there was something unspeakable in her words.

before.

She never knew what other books Lin Mo would write!

Simply unheard of!

Sun Yue sneered: "I'm surprised too, but he underestimates your status in this circle!"

"For a best-selling author like him, it sounds interesting, but in fact it's all bullshit!"

"Let's just talk about the guy named Shen Yimou before I came here. Isn't he also a best-selling author? But this time, none of his books could be sold by Lin Mo. Although Lin Mo's book sold well this time, the next book sold well.

What? Can it continue to sell well?"

Liu Ruhan shook her head: "Forget it, go back."

Sun Yue nodded: "Yes, let's go."

"You have a lot of announcements coming next. There is no need to let this guy affect your mood again!"

"He is like a grasshopper after autumn. If he jumps, he only jumps for a while!"

Lin Mo returned to school.

I just went back, and along the way, there were all kinds of people saying hello.

Wait until you get to the office.

After entering the door.

Many teachers also came over one by one.

"Teacher Lin Mo, you can do it, and you're actually on the show!"

"Awesome, your "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" sold so well!"

"Well, I discovered that some people are really incomparable. You play the piano well, write well, and can sing. You are really versatile."

Lin Mo smiled modestly: "Actually, it's nothing."

A teacher shook his head: "Don't say that. If this doesn't mean anything, then nothing does!"

Another teacher nodded: "Yes, I also saw your program today, and many students are forwarding it!"

"That guy named Shen Yimou, I don't feel very comfortable looking at this guy. He looked down on you a little at first. But then when he saw the sales, his whole face changed. Hey! That picture,

I still saved it, so I can make it into an emoticon pack and keep it for future use!”

Everyone was very happy that Lin Mo wrote the book.

Cheng Meng also received the news, and she called Lin Mo to the office.

Once inside.

Cheng Meng poured a cup of tea for Lin Mo. She looked at Lin Mo with surprise: "That "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" is the book you gave Xiaoyu when she came to see you last time?"

Lin Mo nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Meng was stunned for a moment. She looked at Lin Mo carefully: "You really impressed me."

"Before, I thought that she would randomly arrange a manuscript and you would write a book at random. Didn't I expect that it would directly be on the bestseller list?"

Cheng Meng smiled bitterly: "I have discovered that a young man like you can always bring different surprises to people."

Lin Mo: "Thank you. In fact, this can only be regarded as the sales of their books are really bad."

"I don't write very seriously here either."

Cheng Meng had a look of helplessness on his face: "I used to think that you could only write poems and songs, but now it's better and you can write such good stories."

"Oh, but I'm curious. You can write like this casually, but if you write seriously, what can you write?"

Lin Mo: "I don't know about this, just let it happen."

Cheng Meng laughed: "Just let it happen? That's so easy for you to say."

"Actually, I didn't know about this at all. It was the teacher from the school's propaganda department who told me."

"Later, I asked a few teachers and found out that your book suddenly became so popular, and the students in the school spoke very highly of you. When you take the next class, I'm afraid the people in the class will

There will be more, so you have to be mentally prepared."

After Cheng Meng gave a few simple instructions, he let Lin Mo leave.

Arrived home.

After making some simple food, Lin Mo received a call from Shen Chuhe.

Over there on the phone.

Shen Chuhe's voice was particularly excited: "I heard from my mother that you wrote a book and it became popular!"

"Many teachers in the school are talking about you now, and you even appeared on a TV show?"

Lin Mo heard Shen Chuhe's voice and laughed: "You are well-informed, but today is the first day of sales."

"I can't tell what will happen next."

Shen Chuhe: "Are you worried about poor sales in the future?"

Shen Chuhe also comforted: "Don't worry too much, it will definitely get better and better."

Lin Mo said seriously: "No, I mean the current sales are not enough, and the sales in the future will be even better."

"I'm afraid that I accidentally become a best-selling author in the country. What should I do?"

Shen Chuhe burst out laughing: "Then I want to congratulate you in advance! If you become the best-selling author in the country, don't forget me!"

"By the way, I may have time to find you in the next few days! Then, I will cook whatever you want to eat!"

Lin Mo thought for a while: "Let's go for hot pot. I want to eat mutton boiled in a copper pot. I haven't eaten it for a long time. It's not fun to eat it alone. I'll wait for you to come and eat together."

Shen Chuhe: "Okay!"

"Then let's eat more!"

Shen Chuhe just hung up the phone.

Next to him, a man's voice sounded.

"Who are you talking to on the phone, smiling so happily?"

"Want more? What should you eat? Share it with me?"

(End of chapter)