Chapter 264 Experience the feeling of being the top brothel
The shopping mall in the hotel is very different from the various "souvenir shops" at the airport.
It can be equated to a deceptive store.
Li Yan visited two or three stores, but her interest was already very low.
He originally thought about going out for a walk, but as soon as the idea came to mind, he was interrupted by the vibration of his phone.
It was a text message sent to "fenda" from Supernova Publishing House, asking Li Yan to provide her real name and brief personal information.
...Why not just ask for your real name and self-introduction when communicating via email?
The text message finally answered his doubts: Hush, please don’t tell other people, let us keep the suspense until the end.
Those who engage in reasoning competitions should be a group of young people, who are quite good at playing this kind of self-pleasure.
If you really want to play tricks, don't ask at this time. When the time comes, invite "fenda" to the stage. Wouldn't Li Yan just say "Hello everyone, I am a junior high school student", and the effect will be great?
He casually edited: Li Yan, male, 14 years old, from New Taipei No. 1 Middle School in Linjiang Province. He is a junior high school student and loves writing.
I sent it directly.
Want to maintain the suspense... Zou Yang might be ready to tell Li Yan about this tonight.
I walked around boredly, looked at the sign of "Huacai Hall" on the third floor, and went up the stairs with a thought.
When the waiter at the door heard the young man holding a meal ticket in his hand ask "What dishes are there?", he was really confused.
"Well, we won't know until the dinner starts, distinguished guest."
"Is it a buffet?"
"...We won't know until the dinner starts," the waiter said awkwardly He smiled and said, "Sorry, we really don't know the arrangements for the kitchen."
Boring.
Li Yan shrugged and went back to the room to start coding.
I think the leaders at this time must be quite busy, right?
Even Zou Yang, who had made an appointment for dinner, called and said that he was going out for a trip and would go directly back to Huacai Hall.
Dinner time came soon, and Li Yan, who came downstairs at 4:50, once again became the last one in the room.
“Damn, I thought I was too early.”
He gave the meal ticket to the door attendant, clicked the key card again, and finally walked into the Huacai Hall.
It's a magnificent place, the place is full of people, and all the guests are chatting.
While the waiters were carrying large and small plates, they were busy but also orderly.
It’s not a buffet. As soon as I entered the venue, I saw a seat distribution board.
There are a lot of cultural celebrities from all walks of life invited. The organizer and co-organizer have a group of staff, as well as journalists.
There were about thirty tables on site, including the large oval table in the center. There should be two hundred people attending this meal.
So the location is not easy to find.
A beauty in cheongsam walked up to Li Yan, "Which position are you looking for?"
"Fenda's position."
"fenda? Which group?"
Although this beauty is enthusiastic, she is not too polite.
"The reasoning goes, Supernova holds that competition."
"Is it the author? The author is in Area B, here," the beauty pointed to the lower left corner, "Look, table B2, Fenda is there, behind It will be much faster to find a location in the next zone. Go quickly."
Make a...?
Li Yan suddenly realized something. He looked at the 90% white shirts and black trousers in the audience, and then looked at the remaining 10%, which were also shirts of various colors.
He wears a black polo shirt and black sports straight pants.
What a coincidence, the on-site waiters are all wearing black polo shirts...
Damn, this polo is worth 1,200 yuan! We attach great importance to this event!
There are no water cards on the table. Let’s have a meal. Playing water cards seems too serious.
Five people were already sitting at table B2. Li Yan was about to pull out a chair and sit down when he heard a gentle man wearing square glasses say to him: "Hello waiter, could you please change this glasses?" The chopsticks seem a little dirty."
Li Yan smiled, sat down, and waved to another waiter who just passed by, "Hello, please help this brother change his chopsticks."
A man with a hat who reacted quickly laughed, "It turns out he is also a writer. I misunderstood. Xiao Lu, why don't you have a drink with me?"
The gentle man known as Xiao Lu apologized repeatedly. , "The meal hasn't started yet. What kind of wine or tea should I drink? What should I call this brother?"
"Uh...his real name?"
"I must say his pen name first. “The hat man is very positive.
"fenda. F-E-N-D-A."
The water in the gentle man's hand shook and a few drops came out. The man in the hat had a smile on his face, and a fat man with a little black hair was also stunned - his shirt looked very stressed.
"fenda...are you Fenda? The one who participated in the Mystery Literature Award? The one who won the first prize?" The gentle man's voice became shrill.
"Well, it's me."
The man in the hat slapped his forehead, "I'm such a good boy, so young...I am Wenjun, a mediocre man, and he is Lu Yuping, a white horse and a silver spear. We are the second prize winners in this competition.”
Good guy’s name matches his real name quite well.
"I am Fenda Li Yan."
"I am Wang Hang, the mad young man, the winner of the best short story." The fat man said.
Li Yan thought about a lot of sad things in his previous life for a moment so he didn't laugh. He even wanted to share the news with Wang Hang of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School on the spot.
The other two also introduced themselves. One is a frequent reader of "The King of Mystery" and the other is the author who won the grand prize in an overseas mystery novel competition last year.
Regarded as a senior.
"Actually, when you came over, I guessed that you were Fenda." Wenjun, the man in the hat, said with a smile, "Because I observed that you were pulling out the chair to sit down. In fact, there are two other people at our table. He is a relatively well-known author in the mystery circle. Although I don’t know Brother Yun and Brother Ji, they have been famous for a long time and they cannot be so young.”
…Brother, although the theme of this table is. Reasoning, but there is no need to push it.
“But it’s still shocking. I can’t wait to read “The Puppet Carrier’s Thread”. We all guessed that Fenda would be an old author who has been famous for a long time, but we didn’t expect..." Lu Yuping, a gentle man, said. "Everyone over there is on stage to give a welcome speech, why haven't the other two come yet?" Li Yan was confused.
Wen Jun smiled and waved his hand, "The hotel has arranged seats according to relevance, but everyone has internal relations and may not sit accordingly. They are both the authors of Supernova, normal They would all go there to sit with the editors, so at first I was wondering if you were a relative of a certain leader who was brought here to play with me, but I was thinking..."
Li Yan listened in one ear and out the other. Fortunately, the heads of the four major publishing houses on the other side of the rostrum had already lined up to give welcome speeches.
The words are all clichés, and this is not an award ceremony. Words like "friends come from afar" and "working together to create a better future" are not pleasant to hear.
Li Yan only saw the menu in front of her.
It's very exciting. It seems to have various cuisines, and there are also methods that incorporate Western characteristics. The soup is also called "Beijing First Grade White Jade Soup" which is hard to understand.
The key is that Li Yan had eaten the runny shrimp with Yang Chengzhang once. This dish can be said to be a favorite of his.
He likes seafood, especially the strong umami flavor, which is very addictive.
After President Ma finished speaking, the audience burst into applause, and the banquet could finally begin.
Wen Jun, who was very entertaining, stood up, filled the glass with wine, and said loudly to everyone: "Meeting is fate. Let's go one by one, especially Xiao Lu. You treat little brother Li Yan as a waiter in front of you. Why don't you punish yourself with three drinks first?"
Li Yan smiled and waved her hand, but found that the others had already stood up with wine glasses.
Can you all drink it?
He also glanced at the other tables. A bunch of people were drinking orange juice and Coke, but the leader's table didn't even have any wine.
On the contrary, some wine was placed on the author's table.
The atmosphere has reached this point, and there is nothing that can be done. Li Yan can only stand up with a glass of water:
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I really can't drink. I'm underage."
Lu Yuping was so shocked that two-thirds of the wine in his hand shook out.
This subconscious operation... a good trick, buddy.
Wen Jun sat down next to Li Yan with bowls and chopsticks in hand and poured him a glass of orange juice.
"It's incredible, it's incredible," he shook his head repeatedly, "You're a minor, what about your high school? I always thought it was unbelievable that a college student could win the first prize, but I didn't expect..."
"I am in the first grade of junior high school. I am fourteen years old this year. I was born at the end of the year and I started studying relatively late."
……
Li Yan regretted it, and he became the center of everyone's conversation. Questions came one after another.
Everyone is extremely curious about him. They talk about him from the novel to himself, and then from himself back to the novel.
Li Yan originally wanted to make up a story, but later found that the story he made up was not as good as telling his real experience, so he simplified it.
Then I watched other people perform repeatedly with shocked expressions on their faces, and marveled that no wonder my own work couldn't compare.
“It turned out to be a great genius beyond the standard.”
What is a "once-in-a-hundred-year event in human history" has come out.
Li Yan said in her heart: What the hell are you doing now? It will be embarrassing for them to turn around if you praise them for being so ruthless.
Repeated questions prevented Li Yan from concentrating on eating. However, the runny shrimps were a relatively laborious dish to eat, requiring them to be peeled.
The person who asked him put down his chopsticks and asked seriously. Li Yan could only put down his chopsticks and answer seriously.
Nima, four people will eat for one question, but he won’t eat for his verbal battle with the Confucian scholars?
Too lazy to answer, although someone asked a question like "What do you think of the three great masters of the Golden Age" seamlessly, Li Yan picked up a piece of Pippi shrimp perfunctorily.
"Li Yan!" Over there, Zou Yang came over with an unknown middle-aged man.
Grass... He could only put the Pippi shrimp into the bowl.
“It’s true that a hero comes from a young age!” The visitor laughed and held Li Yan’s hand, “Zou Yang, you are so lucky to be in Linjiang.”
Li Yan smiled awkwardly and followed The deputy director of the Shanghai Municipal Bureau of Culture, Broadcasting, Radio and Television chatted for a few words.
Then he was taken around by Zou Yang and greeted some leaders of the cultural system whom Zou Yang knew and cultural celebrities who had a close relationship with Linjiang.
I have to say that Zou Yang's energy here is really average, at least he didn't bring Li Yan to the main table where he was sitting.
As he said, Linjiang is basically a southern publisher and has no close relationship with these publishing houses.
After walking around for a while, Li Yan smiled so hard that she finally returned to her seat.
This time around, he walked out with the feeling of being the top of a brothel.
"I have a feeling that eating this meal with you today is the time when the gap between us is the smallest." Comrade Kuang Shao wiped his mouth and said.
Nima, are you all full?
It’s very considerate... there is a little left in each dish.
The big leaders at the main table over there had already left the venue with smiles through the side door, not knowing what they were discussing again.
I haven’t had a few bites of food yet.
Li Yan sighed helplessly, and just as he picked up the piece of shrimp from the bowl and put it into his mouth, he heard another voice: "Li Yan!"
"You are Li Yan, right?" The person came with He has rare round-framed glasses and a slim figure. "Since ancient times, heroes have been born out of teenagers! I am Feng Chuiyun. I heard that this year's first prize in reasoning was a young man who has not yet reached adulthood. I came here specially to have a look. He shows his talent. It's amazing."
Change your words, great writers.
I just want to eat Pipi shrimp!
That night, as everyone gradually dispersed, Li Yan, who hurriedly ate the leftovers, realized for the first time the cost of pretending.
Even if it’s passive pretense.
It was night, and Li Yan, who felt hungry after taking a shower, decisively left the hotel and sat opposite the Douzhier shop, which was about to close for the day.
Why not choose something else to eat?
Because I want to be authentic.
The boss smiled when he saw Li Yan, "Young man, is it so rare?"
"A bowl of bean juice, a coke ring, a sesame seed cake, and a candy ear."
Life is all about experience.
When Li Yan swallowed the first mouthful of bean juice——
Ding!
[Willpower +1, level 4 skills, 61 points]
(End of this chapter)