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Saturday is the day of the annual meeting.

This is a grand event in the Chinese literary world! It is also a party that countless online literary creators dream of wanting to attend!

Because that also represents your influence in the online literature world!

As a rather unexpected Zhang Liang who was able to participate, this day was as dull as ever, if it weren't for Lin Jiao's phone call at noon to ask Zhang Liang how he was preparing, Zhang Liang would have almost forgotten about this stubble. As soon as she heard that there was a grand party, Chen Haiyan was naturally clamoring to go, but when she thought of her posture of lacking roots, she knew what would happen to herself if she went to such a party, not to mention that such a grand event, except for the invitees, should not be able to bring people.

I heard that Chen Haiyan couldn't participate in it, so she naturally pouted for a long time, until Zhang Liang went out, this Nizi's small mouth had not been withdrawn, and finally Zhang Liang had no choice but to call her some delicious food, which could be regarded as barely appeasing this foodie cheap junior sister, and went towards the place where the annual meeting was held.

This year's annual meeting was held in a high-end hotel near the Bund. As a small editor-in-charge, Lin Jiao was originally not qualified to participate in this annual meeting, but because of the excavation of such a "god" as Zhang Liang, coupled with her outstanding performance this year, and more importantly, this beautiful appearance advantage can definitely increase the average appearance of many Qidian editors, so she is also fortunate to be able to participate in this year's annual meeting.

Compared with Zhang Liang's indifference, Lin Jiao was already excited.

After all, such an annual meeting, not only the authors who want to squeeze in, but also the editors who want to participate, not only the hundreds of writers who break the bull, but also the leaders of various departments of Qidian, etc., such an annual meeting is definitely a good place to increase contacts!

When Zhang Liang called a taxi and came to the door of the hotel, Lin Jiao was already looking at the door.

Today, she is dressed in a white one-shoulder bandeau dress, youthful, lively and cute, with such a good look, it naturally attracts the attention of many people, and seeing Zhang Liang's arrival, Lin Jiaoda ran up, and her little face was still red and I don't know if she was excited or frozen.

After all, it's the wax moon now!

"Aren't you cold?" Looking at Lin Jiao in front of him, who was showing his shoulders and arms, Zhang Liang looked cold.

If it weren't for the fact that it was a starting point event, he would have liked to come over directly in a down jacket, but he didn't expect Lin Jiao to wear it so coolly, and his colleagues, who were worried about whether Lin Jiao would catch a cold, admired women's ability to resist the cold even more.

"It's okay, it'll be okay for a while, I was just inside, and I just came out when you came. ”

"It's a dress-up, and I'm really flattered. ”

"Anyway, you're my idol. Lin Jiao smiled brightly, and then walked directly into the hotel with Zhang Liang. Originally, she wanted to put her arms around Zhang Liang, but in the end she still didn't have the courage.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women naturally attracted the attention of some people, and Zhang Liang's identity was quickly recognized by some people, and he whispered to many people on Zhang Liang's side in an instant, and a few bold waitresses came up directly to take a photo with Zhang Liang.

However, the attitude was quite polite, not to come up and shoot directly, but to ask first, and Zhang Liang was naturally not disgusted by this.

Under the leadership of Lin Jiao, I took the elevator and went directly to the floor where the banquet was held.

Submit invitations, sign in, and enter the venue.

Entering the venue, Zhang Liang found that this venue was really big, and it was divided into two areas, one was the general area of the buffet cocktail party, at this time, there were already many people gathered together in twos and threes to talk, but not everyone was dressed up to attend, many were wearing casual clothes, and even directly wearing light down jackets, which was a little different from what Zhang Liang thought;

On the other side, it seems to be a venue for the meeting, with rows of seats that have been prepared for a long time, and there is a stage in front of these seats, and the stage background is a large display screen, on which the film specially made by Qidian for this annual meeting is played, telling about the growth of Qidian, telling about the achievements of these years, etc., and naturally do not forget to introduce some platinum writers and great god writers.

Looking down at the way I was dressed in a handsome suit, why did I always feel as if I was pretending to be a little forced?

The arrival of Zhang Liang and Lin Jiao also instantly attracted the attention of many people, especially Lin Jiao's appearance, which is relatively rare in the bleak world of the online literature world, and it is the ratio of men and women with more monks and less porridge, Lin Jiao naturally became the "porridge" in the eyes of many "monks" in an instant.

However, the online literature circle is a more magical world, and those gods who talk eloquently on the Internet are easy to become the kind of taciturn existence in the real world, especially in the face of living people, they will seem a little "afraid of life", but once they meet acquaintances, they will talk about it eloquently.

Therefore, although the "senior monks" have a love for Lin Jiao, they continue to chat with their "friends" over there one by one, and no one wants to come up to talk.

"Let's go eat something to pad my stomach first, I always feel that this kind of annual meeting will be held for a long time. ”

"Hmm. ”

At this time, there were already a lot of people in the reception area, mostly men and a few women, and these "beauties" naturally surrounded by a lot of "monks", who were talking about Kaikai over there and provoked those "beauties" to laugh for a while, seeing the arrival of Zhang Liang and Lin Jiao, these people's eyes also had their own merits.

Zhang Liang originally thought that he was a little star no matter what he said now, and his appearance so bright and beautiful should be a lot of sought after, but in the end he found that he seemed to be thinking too much.

But think about it, which one of the people who can appear here doesn't have a certain amount of weight in the online literature circle, and many people's works have been adapted into movies, TV series and games.

took a little snack and directly found a private seat to sit down, after sitting down, Lin Jiao began to look left and right excitedly, while not forgetting to quietly introduce the identities of the great gods to Zhang Liang, although even if Zhang Liang was introduced, he still didn't know him.

"That's Zhang Liang, right?" After Zhang Liang took his seat, a group of people discussed in a low voice in the elegant seat some distance from Zhang Liang.

"It should be, big stars are different, and they can bring their agents with them. ”

"It's just a little star in the entertainment industry, nothing to mix with the online literary circle, and he dresses like a Lego toy. ”

"Sour or not, other people's works are still good, especially the "Legend of Wukong", which is amazing. ”

"Cut, it's just a whim, whether "Dou Po" can end well is a question, and it is estimated that a new book will not be written. ”

"It's possible, after all, people are also a star. ”

"But that agent is really beautiful, do you think it will ...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Probably not, right? The quota for the annual meeting of Qidian is still quite rigorous. ”

"That beauty, it should be Zhang Liang's editor-in-charge, right? It may be Mu Qiao, a flower in the legendary male frequency editorial department, right?" At this time, a woman in a dark purple evening dress in this group of people took a sip of champagne and said lightly.