Game Tycoon Reborn

"Okay, then don't bother me for now, we still have to pay a visit to some other authors, see you, Brother Lu!" The host of the conference, Lu Feng, waved to Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin nodded, brushed past the two sponsor representatives, and went to take out the trash.

Chapter 50 Aggressive

After throwing away the garbage, Lu Menglin didn't go back to the room, but went downstairs, walking around with the mentality of watching the fun.

About an hour later, the venue of the "Science Fiction World" annual conference was already full of voices and crowds.

The large banquet hall in front of me, which can accommodate 600 people, is almost overcrowded.

Especially the sign-in board and the entrance were crowded.

Dozens of sci-fi authors and hundreds of readers gathered around the exhibition boards, and there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd from time to time.

Whenever a familiar author is recognized, there is an uproar of surprise among the readers.

In this grand annual gathering, all the authors who can be invited are well-known authors, and most of the readers who are lucky enough to come to the scene are loyal fans of science fiction literature, which is why the atmosphere is so lively now .

Crowds kept pouring into the venue one after another, and the staff at the scene were already miserable just checking the admission tickets.

Faced with this turbulent crowd, a group of friends from Beijing Institute of Technology were also a little confused.

Guiqin is one of them. She is a freshman in Beijing Institute of Technology. To be precise, she will end her freshman life in two months.

On the train before, she was already suffocated, and almost doubted her life by a strange boy.

This time, I will attend the annual meeting of "Science Fiction World" with my classmates, and I finally regained a little sense of superiority as a college student in Beijing.

"That guy is just a high school student. If he doesn't get into Beijing, he probably will never be qualified to witness such a shocking scene!" Gui Qin was still thinking wildly while walking.

"Enter, enter! We have ten people here! I have the ticket!" Someone shouted loudly.

Among this team of college students, the leader is a very sunny boy. He is the organization director of the student union in the department. He got the tickets for this year's annual meeting through his connections.

"Miss Guiqin, why are you so dazed? Come in!" The head of the school organization with a sunny attribute strode to the end of the line, patted Guiqin's shoulder lightly, with a look of doting on her face.

Only then did Guiqin come back to her senses, shook her head, and said awkwardly, "I seemed to see an acquaintance just now, ha ha! It must be an illusion!"

The head of the organization smiled and said: "This is Beijing, not your hometown. It must be because of my eyesight! Go in quickly! This ticket is hard to get, the inside is almost full, and people keep coming in!"

Gui Qin snorted, and quickly followed the head of the school organization into the venue.

The tickets for their group of college students are the last seats, at the end of the entire venue, on rows of red plastic benches that are temporarily placed.

The Minister of Organization led the students to their seats, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and couldn't help bragging: "Don't look at our location, but there are still many people outside who will definitely not be able to get in. This year's scene It's too big, unexpected, unexpected!"

Also unexpected was Lu Menglin.

He was just wandering around the venue, but when he wanted to enter the venue, he found that it was already overcrowded.

Although the guest card was taken out, the seats in the back row were already full, and there were heads all over the place.

Lu Menglin figured out that he was just a little transparent in this annual meeting, and it would be the most comfortable to sit in the back row, but there is no seat in the back row, which is a troublesome thing.

Just when Lu Menglin was frowning and looking back and forth to see if there were any vacant seats, the signature hearty laughter of the black-faced uncle came from behind.

"Haha! Young man, you came in too! Have you found a seat yet?" The dark-faced uncle who claimed to be the vice president of Hainan Photography and Art Publishing House still looked very familiar with Lu Menglin.

"Ah! Not yet!" Lu Menglin replied with a smile.

The black-faced uncle stepped forward and put his arms around Lu Menglin's shoulders, and said with a smile, "There's no need to look for it, let's go! Come and sit in front with me."

After all, the black-faced uncle couldn't help but walk towards the front three rows after putting his arms around Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin was also hesitant to sit in the guest seat, but now that he had company, he didn't bother to worry about it, and walked to the front row with the black-faced uncle.

The first three rows are all guest seats, with blue velvet tabletops, red chairs, and a neat row of white porcelain teacups on the tabletops.

The guest seats were sparsely occupied, less than one-third of the seats were occupied.

The black-faced uncle patted Lu Menglin on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, you sit next to me. This kind of guest seat has always been full, and it's much more comfortable than the back row."

The black-faced uncle had an expression of I will take you and pretend to take you to fly, and Lu Menglin couldn't say anything, so he had to sit with him to the rightmost seat in the third row.

At this time, it was less than 3 minutes before the conference officially started.

The guests who attended the meeting were late, and the guest seats were filled in a short while.The space at the back was even more crowded with enthusiastic audiences and readers. Many people had no seats and simply stood in the aisles on both sides and looked up.

As long as you are lucky enough to participate in this grand event in the Chinese science fiction world and meet so many great authors, it doesn't matter whether you stand or sit and watch!

"Ji Hu! Why can I see your black face everywhere!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the middle of the third row of guest seats.

The person who spoke was a young man in a black tunic suit, about 28 or [-] years old, with a string of rosewood beads on his wrist, his forehead was smoothed out, and his braids were tied in the back of his head. His appearance was quite outstanding.

The black-faced uncle whose name was called out by the black Chinese tunic was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and then squeezed out a professional smile.

"Hey! Master Xiao Wang, we meet again! We are really destined. Let me make an appointment for a manuscript sometime!" The black-faced uncle's old face twitched a little with a smile.

It was only then that Lu Menglin found out that the name of the black-faced uncle was Ji Hu, but it seemed that he didn't like that little master Wang, but he seemed to be asking for something from him.

That Master Xiao Wang waved his hand, and said with a smirk: "Let's forget it! As far as your broken society is concerned, there is no more drama to sing! You should stop tossing around. You still have to be quiet!"

Being taught how to be a man by this guy who is a round younger than himself, Ji Hu, the black-faced uncle, couldn't help but change slightly, but he immediately smiled again, cupped his hands, and said: "Master Xiao Wang, look at you! By the way, I really have no other choice! A group of people have to eat! As long as you are willing to read a little bit of old love, and give us a meal, maybe we can turn around!"

"Turn over? Hehe! Salted fish also want to turn over? It's hard!" Master Xiao Wang sneered.

Ji Hu was so angry that his knuckles were white, but his face was still full of smiles, and he asked unwillingly: "Master Xiao Wang, when there is a new article, you must remember me, Ji Hu!"

Lu Menglin looked up at this middle-aged uncle who was past his age, and suddenly thought of his father. His father was running business for the factory outside, so he probably wanted to put his face on someone's cold ass like this!

Life is not easy, and it is even more difficult for a man with responsibility on his shoulders!

That little master Wang glanced at Lu Menglin next to Ji Hu with the disdain of a winner, probably a little jealous of his youth, rolled his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "Old Ji! I'm not talking about you, you're so old that you don't even understand basic etiquette, no wonder you're like this! This is the annual meeting of "Science Fiction World", and it's a great favor to invite you. Seeing this kind of idlers waiting to sit in the guest seats, don't you pay attention to us guests?"

At the end of Master Xiao Wang's speech, he deliberately raised his voice, which attracted the attention of the surrounding guests.

It seemed that he just wanted to give Ji Hu a bad rap. He not only reprimanded him, but also used the tiger's skin as a banner to coerce other guests into it.

Ji Hu's expression changed on the spot, he couldn't help clenching his teeth, pretending he didn't hear, turned his face away, and sat down.

"That kid is ungrateful! Damn it, if I hadn't been blind enough to recommend him to the position, he would be where he is today?" Ji Hu turned to Lu Menglin and whispered bitterly.

"President Ji, let me say it again, please respect the rules of the conference, don't bring in the idlers, and reserve the seats for guests who need them more! Is that okay?" Master Xiao Wang simply stood up and pointed out in public Ji Hu shouted and asked.

Chapter 51 seats

Ji Hu turned his back to him, looked directly at Lu Menglin, and said quickly: "After the dog day became famous, he once asked me to print a set of books that had problematic content and couldn't be sold. I didn't agree to him. Let's It’s not the first time he’s made trouble after the society’s downfall.”