Chapter 258: Writers' Annual Conference
Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan, who single-handedly set off this musical storm, were happy and quiet, they moved from the Hugu Lake Scenic Area to Daocheng Yading, this unique landform and original ecological scenery are fascinating. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
There are not only magnificent and sacred snow-capped mountains, but also vast and boundless meadows, and colorful forests are the labels, and the blue and transparent children reflect the most beautiful scenery of the snowy plateau.
Like the local devout Tibetans, Lin and Han walked around the mountain under the guidance of a guide, which was physically exhausting, but close to nature, making people feel that they had evolved physically and mentally.
Lin Han flew directly from Daocheng Yading Airport to Yanjing with a little reluctance, he wanted to continue to play for a few more days, but the work was still important, especially when he was going to attend this year's writers' annual conference.
As a full-time writer, Lin Han's life is not as rosy as the outside world thinks, and he wanders around with a laptop on his back to write novels, which is the image of movies or other literary and artistic works.
In fact, there are very few writers who can reach that state, and many writers are actually otaku, not because they don't have money or time, but because they are too lazy to go and don't want to go.
Yanjing in autumn is probably the most comfortable time among the four seasons, but this year's cold wave came exceptionally early, and the wind was howling and blowing, Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but shiver.
Her hair was blown up, and she couldn't help but put the scarf around her neck down, and the sweater on her body didn't seem to be able to block the cold wind here, "It's winter so soon?"
"I guess there's cold air coming from Siberia. At this point in time, you can go back without traffic jams, just queue up and wait. ”
Lin Han is not a delicate person, the studio once wanted to arrange an assistant to come over, but he politely refused, because he really didn't need it.
He doesn't go out to participate in many activities, he just writes books quietly at home, even if he goes out to the supermarket or goes to the gym, he will be regarded as an ordinary citizen.
Except for a very small number of journalists, he is not so well-known, and he is famous for his works.
No, above the long queue for taxis, there was a young man with a suitcase in tow holding a copy of "The Three-Body Problem" and reading it carefully, without wasting a single bit of time.
The two returned to the house after a week of absence, Chen Jiaxuan was so tired that she was lying directly on the sofa, but Lin Han was busy opening the window and tidying up the house.
"My dear, your mobile phone is ringing, it's a call from Brother Li, come and answer it. Chen Jiaxuan was wearing slippers and quickly brought the mobile phone to Lin Han's ear.
Lin Han, who was busy chopping vegetables in the kitchen, quickly picked up his mobile phone and asked, "Brother Li, who is it?"
This was originally to ask Chen Jiaxuan, but it turned out to be transmitted from the mobile phone to the other end of the phone.
"I said, you kid turned his face and didn't recognize people too fast, it's only been a long time since we last met, and you don't know me!" Li Wenyuan teased on the other end of the phone.
Lin Han suddenly replied: "Who knew she would call you Brother Li, we usually call you mosquito." What kind of wind blew you over today, and you actually called me. ”
Li Wenyuan coughed twice, "Isn't this the annual meeting of writers coming soon? Most of us have already arrived in Yanjing in advance, so before the official annual meeting, we will each have a small gathering." I sent you an email before, but there was no answer to QQ and WeChat inquiries, so I had to call you. ”
However, Lin Han twisted his neck, "When?"
"You can come here now, we have a café here in Sanlitun, not only science fiction writers, but also other types of writers, you can come and meet people. ”
Tomorrow is the official annual meeting, and today can only be regarded as a warm-up at best, although some local writers in Yanjing did not receive the invitation to the annual meeting, but they can also come out to gather today.
After all, tomorrow is a very formal occasion, and it is not suitable for catching up or chatting or anything.
Lin Han looked at Chen Jiaxuan and the scene in his kitchen that was not finished, and couldn't help but say: "Mosquito, I just flew back from Daocheng Yading today, I'm so tired, I won't go to today's party, help me say sorry to everyone." ”
"Can't you come over and say hello?" Li Wenyuan really thinks about his little brother, a fence with three piles, and it's not a way to always come out to socialize, "They are all very interested in you and want to get to know you." ”
To be honest, Lin Han's novel sales this year are not the highest, but his popularity is definitely one of the best, from January to October, he is indispensable in the news headlines every month, and even some netizens laughed that Lin Han and his science fiction novels were bought on Weibo and always appeared on it.
It's not uncommon for young writers to be amazing when they debuted, but a big director like Lin Han has spanned from a big director in the entertainment industry to a best-selling writer, and he writes faster than anyone else and has better quality than anyone else.
Most of the writers are not young, mainly middle-aged, and suddenly Lin Han has sprung up, and seeing that he is about to win the title of this year's most popular writer, of course I want to get to know this powerful writer.
Of course, many people don't necessarily have such a simple idea, some want to learn from Lin Hantao, how to make the novel sell well overseas, and whether they have any experience in copyright sales.
The copyright operation of Lin Han's two novels is jaw-dropping, especially "Jurassic Park", and now the surrounding models are out, and the far-reaching mosquito amber has been made into a necklace, which has just been pre-sold on Amazon, and the price of up to $99 has more than 1,000 pre-orders.
In the novel, the DNA of the dinosaurs is extracted from the mosquito blood in those ambers, so as to clone and bring the Jurassic overlord back to the world.
Of course, it is not possible that this amount of amber is actually unearthed, but artificial amber is now being made using machines, which are wrapped in lifelike long-legged mosquitoes.
This is also the first prop exposed in the movie version of "Jurassic Park", and it is confirmed that it will be used in the movie, which is just one of such peripheral expansion knowledge.
The words were a little far, returning to the conversation between Lin Han and Li Wenyuan, Lin Han sighed, "Mosquito, I will meet them tomorrow, isn't the annual meeting a place to socialize?" Help me say hello to Tong Lao, see you tomorrow." ”
"Alright then, you have a good rest, tomorrow is a brilliant day for you. ”
Hung up the phone, Lin Han put the phone in his trouser pocket, went to wash his hands, and then continued to fight against the peppers.
Chen Jiaxuan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, and she asked curiously: "Why don't you go over there and take a look, many of the people who come are your seniors, so you should go and meet them." ”
"I would rather lie in front of my body at home. ”
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At the same time, at the café, when Li Wenyuan returned to the room with his mobile phone, a writer in his thirties asked, "How is it, does he have time to come?"
"He only came back from his trip two hours ago, and now he is exhausted, and he will only come tomorrow after he has recuperated. Lin Han asked me to say sorry to everyone. ”
"What the hell is it that makes us beg him to come, and if we don't want to come, we can just say it. Another writer muttered under his breath, not believing it to be true.
There were twenty or thirty writers in the café, half of whom had received invitations to tomorrow's annual meeting, and the other half were not qualified to enter.
Don't look at the writers who write books one by one, but the kung fu of self-cultivation may not be at home.
"The shelf is so big, so many people can't invite him? Today's young people don't have any rules at all, and they can't be tolerated in ancient times. ”
"Forget it, others really can't come because they have something, so why bother so much. ”
"He didn't come when he called to invite him, how many people are waiting to be invited, and this is not a place where cats and dogs can come, and the entry threshold is high. If he wants to come in the future, he can't let him join. ”
Writers also have a certain small circle, and it is difficult to join them if they are not introduced, and everyone has some slight xenophobic tendencies.
The worst writers who can come to the writers' annual meeting of the General Administration of Press and Publication have won national awards, and there are two winners of the Mao Dun Literature Award in this café, and there are also several people in the Shuren Literature Award (Lu Xun Literature Award).
Among them, the Lao She Literature Award, the Mao Dun Literature Award, the Shuren Literature Award, and the Cao Yu Drama Literature Award are known as the Four Contemporary China Awards.
For novelists, the Paradoxical Literature Award is their ultimate goal, as it is only for novels that must be at least 130,000 words.
Most of this award is dominated by realistic novels, not to mention science fiction, and even other genres of fiction can't be touched, which is probably the reserved place of traditional writers.
Although these writers seem to have a thorn in their hearts, they have nothing to do with Lin Han, can they write an article to criticize him?
This is inevitably too trivial to make a mistake.
Li Wenyuan sighed secretly, Lin Han's popularity is really worrying, I hope it won't have much impact.
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Early the next morning, Lin Han, who had rested comfortably, resumed his work and rest time, got up and warmed up and started running.
By the time Chen Jiaxuan opened her sleepy eyes, Lin Han had already put breakfast on the dining table, and he went to the bathroom to wash off the sweat on his body.
The plan of the day begins in the morning, and after running to refresh his muscles, his fatigue disappears, and he is full of anticipation for the writers' annual meeting in the evening.
"From seven o'clock in the evening, then you will have to go there at six o'clock to walk the red carpet, and the suit and leather shoes are ready and hung over there. Are you sure you don't wear makeup? There's going to be a live video when the time comes. ”
Chen Jiaxuan was eating steamed buns while muttering that the last time Lin Han attended the award ceremony was at the Hugo Awards in Los Angeles. Because it was too far away, there weren't so many staff members there, and the coffee booth didn't go up.
Now his identity is different, in the annual most popular writer selection that ended at 12 o'clock last night, he was successfully elected with 1.41 million votes over the rest of the domestic writers!
Nearly 300,000 votes left the second place, and 300,000 votes can already rank in the top ten, which is terrifying.
Although the most popular work of the year has not yet been revealed, everyone has a vague number in their hearts, as long as there is no accident, a place belonging to Lin Han must be indispensable.
However, Lin Han walked out wrapped in a bath towel, he was not afraid of the cold, his strong chest muscles and six-pack abs were exposed to the air, he replied: "No makeup, I'm not an actor." Besides, I'm the youngest and handsome of the invited writers, and if I put on makeup, do I want the rest of the writers to live?"
"Also, you're much better than those wrinkled writers, wouldn't it be a little inhumane to let you go over and crush them?"
"You're thinking too much, this time more than half of them are well-known domestic writers, most of them are leaders in various fields, and only a few of them are in with sales like me. Writers all look at the works, and who comes to see the face, superficial. ”
Chen Jiaxuan leaned back on the back of the chair after eating and drinking, "You won a Galaxy Award in China, and the rest of the awards are not your share, which is too much." Is it because you didn't join the Writers' Association, I don't think they will give these awards to someone who hasn't joined the Writers' Association. ”
Lin Han also frowned, it was not impossible, "I'll go and inquire, if that's the case, just ask the National Writers Association how it joined." ”
Now that it is the writers' annual meeting, Lin Han has no heart to write "The Three-Body Problem: Dark Forest", anyway, this book exists in his memory, and he can write it quickly when the time comes.
In order to save trouble, he even wanted to write the third part directly, and sent out the remaining two parts in one go on the New Year's Day, so that readers could feast their eyes, and this was given out as a New Year's gift.
After deciding, Lin Han filled in the schedule, and there were two months left to complete the rest of the novel without the slightest problem.
However, before attending the annual meeting today, he also made an appointment with the owner of the house in front of him to discuss the purchase of a house, and he planned to buy this house as a temporary place to live.
The location of the house, the status of the property, the transaction price, the delivery time, and the property rights are all negotiated by the employees of Chen Jiaxuan's studio, and they have reached an agreement before.
Now it is just a matter of waiting for Lin Han to sign the house sale contract in triplicate, this house has a good location and an elegant environment, and Lin Han paid a price of nearly nine million to get it.
He had worked hard to earn money for so long, and he handed it over in a blink of an eye, and his deposit directly shrank by more than half.
After the contract is signed, it is a matter of transfer, and there is no need for Lin Han to worry about applying to the housing authority for review or anything, he can be a hands-off shopkeeper with peace of mind.
Of course, this will definitely take some time, and there are a lot of formalities in it, but no matter what, Lin Han officially has his own real nest in Yanjing and has a sense of belonging to this world. (To be continued.) )