Chapter 72 Oh my God!


Chapter 72 Oh my god!

"Teacher Xiao Gu is awesome! Very cool." Han Zang said, "We didn't talk much, but I feel that my thinking is very cutting-edge."

Leading-edge thinking? Don't flatter this adjective. Li Nuo, Dudu and other editors all thought silently, she is still just a child!

Han Zang didn’t say much, and everyone would naturally know it after the banquet.

I am not free at the moment, because I have to pick up people from the hotel soon, just like I picked up two writers in succession after picking up Cat Sanxiong.

At about 5:30, all 31 contracted writers who agreed to attend checked into their rooms.

Notice that the dinner will start at six o'clock on the second floor of the hotel. Because Teacher Xiao Gu doesn’t go to QQ often, Han Zang called in advance to inform him.

This was also the first offline gathering, so we were not familiar with each other, especially since most writers do not like to socialize, so the atmosphere was extremely cramped for a while.

Editor Gao was preparing a speech at the back, so no one was there to warm up the scene.

Fortunately, a social terrorist Mao Sanxiu sneaked in. His real name is Mao Shanming. He wears a white shirt tucked into jeans. He looks like a human and dog, and he greets everyone he meets!

"Hello, hello, I am Mao Sanxiu, the author of the serial "Mind Reader". Bro, I think you are very handsome. Who are you?"

"Brother, don't leave, you are Which one? There are several mystery novel writers that I like in "The Mystery of Time"

Jilaishui is a kind of power! Soon, Mao Sanxiu greeted most of the people in the venue, and the cramped atmosphere was relieved a lot.

But he suddenly scratched his head and said to himself, "Can we bring family members to this event?"

"Hey Longlong, do you know whose child that is?" Mao San He asked Bian Long, the strongest Qilu man on the scene.

"Maybe it was the editor. The author probably didn't bring his family members." Bian Long speculated reasonably.

Mao Sanhuo nodded, feeling that his words made sense.

"I don't know who Zhong Xiu is. I like his "Tower of the Sun" very much. The title of the book is so bright, but the content is very dark." Mao Sanhuo looked at the few people he didn't say hello to. , "It is very suitable for my taste to be cut into pieces and boiled."

"In terms of perversion, I think the writer named Gu Lu from the last issue is not inferior, and he is the one who gives people goosebumps. Plant." Bian Long said.

"Gu Lu is indeed, Detective Mingzhi is not like Sherlock Holmes, but more like Professor Moriarty." Another writer joined the chat. Even the most introverted people will still speak freely once they talk about something they are interested in.

As both an author and a reader, I have my favorite works.

There are five tables on site, and each seat has a small sign clearly indicating the pen name, so that there will be no confusion.

Including the editor of Time Reasoning, there were about forty people in the room, and five tables were enough.

“What good luck, sitting at the same table with Chief Editor Gao.” Mao Sanhuang said, “Chief Editor Gao is a legend in our reasoning world.”

“Zhong Xiu? Next to me is Zhong Repair." Mao Sanxiu noticed the sign beside him.

Then he saw an intellectual woman in her thirties sitting down, and Mao Sanxiong's mind paused for a second.

"Sisters, are you Zhong Xiu, the author of "Tower of the Sun"?" Mao Sanhuo asked in question.

“What’s the problem?” Intellectual Royal Sister Zhong Xiu asked with a smile.

Zhong Xiu and Bian Long are both pen names. Her original name was Zhong Xiuxiu, but she felt it was too delicate, so she took the pen name Zhong Xiu.

There are many tricks in mystery novels that use time differences. She doesn't like it, so she means to repair the clock.

"Ahem, I never expected that "Tower of the Sun" was written by such a beautiful sister. It's so surprising." Mao Sanhuo said. His self-taught words seemed to be only for the same sex, and he suddenly stuttered when facing the opposite sex. .

“There are very few women writing mysteries, but Agatha Christie is one of the most powerful mystery novelists in the world.” Zhong Xiu said with a smile, “I have liked strange and scary things since I was a child. "

Suddenly her expression changed, and she looked directly across from her deskmate, "Brother opposite, aren't you sitting in the wrong seat? "Sit in the wrong seat?" Mao Sanhuo moved his eyes and saw the editor's family that he had just met.

"Hello, brothers and sisters, I am Gu Lu." Gu Lu stood up and introduced himself. He always felt like he was in COS Primary School Conan, calling him brother or sister in a cute way.

"Gu Lu?"

"You are Gu Lu?"

"The author of "The Incredible Crime of Dr. Muro", "Walker on the Ceiling" and "D Banpo Murder Case"? "

"It doesn't seem like today is April Fool's Day, right?"

Wait for the voice to sound.

Gu Lu's self-introduction attracted many people, because most authors were familiar with Gu Lu, who had three articles in one issue and had a weird style.

"It's so exciting. I originally thought it would be exciting enough that Zhong Xiu is a woman, but I didn't expect that Gu Lu is still a student. It's exciting!" Mao Sanhuo murmured to himself.

"?" Bian Long was a little speechless. He looked up and down at the author who was extremely small in his eyes. What kind of thinking does such a small kid have to write a work that gives people goosebumps?

Even more surprised was the intellectual sister Zhong Xiu. "The Incredible Crime of Dr. Muro", "Walker on the Ceiling" and "D Banpo Murder Case" were her favorites, so she asked the editor and also noticed the other person's seat.

"Oh my god..." Zhong Xiu muttered.

They all looked at Gu Lu in surprise. Han Zang wanted to laugh when he saw this. He liked everyone's inexperienced look.

However, there was no time to communicate, so the dinner began.

“In 1998, Qian Provincial Publishing House published 80 works of Grandma, which coincided with the rise of the Internet in China. In April 1999, Paji, a netizen from Shanghai, established the Agatha Christie Chinese website. 2002 In July of this year, the Ami Reasoning Forum affiliated to the website was officially established..."

Editor Gao talked about the establishment of the AC Forum and how many works the forum has brought to readers.

After talking a lot, Gu Lumeng went back to the factory owner in his previous life to inspect it. Oh, it was the accessories factory where he was assigned to after finishing technical secondary school in his previous life. If he objected, he would not be given a diploma.

The boss talked a lot about the glorious history. Gu Lu knew that the scene was different now, but it only triggered this memory from his previous life.

"I hope that our resident writers of "Mystery of Time" can write good mystery stories and become China's Conan Doyle and China's grandma." Editor Gao concluded with blessings.

The resident writer is the contracted writer, at least that’s the reasoning behind it.

At the end of the speech, polite applause broke out.

"Brother, let's add our contact information." Mao Sanhuo said proactively.

Immediately afterwards, Qilu Han Bianlong and others also exchanged contact information.

Zhong Xiu didn't move, her expression was complicated. She originally imagined that Gu Lu must be a middle-aged man with a profound observation of human nature, so he wanted to communicate.

The result - he is a student. What observations does the student have about society? Never experienced anything.

I have to say that Zhong Xiu is a bit stereotyped. The length of experience depends on age, but the width has little to do with age.

While exchanging, Gu Lu’s phone ran out of battery, but it didn’t matter!

Gu Lu's mobile phone has three batteries! He is not worried about running out of electricity at all. Of course, three yuan is a small amount. He has seen Zhang Yudong with five yuan.

Sit down according to the sign. Gu Lu, Mao Sanxiu, Zhong Xiu, Chief Editor Gao, and Dudu. Their table is considered the main table, right?

They are all authors and editors, they must be chatting while eating...

(End of this chapter)

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