In fact, after the date of the annual meeting was finally confirmed, Lin Yang fell into worry and anticipation, because this was the first time he participated in a similar event, and he would inevitably feel a little apprehensive in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

While preparing for the college entrance examination, he also chose to be a part-time writer, which is basically equivalent to having to stay in the room every night, and communicate with the outside world, only by mobile phones and online communication tools, and to participate in the annual meeting, you can watch the ID of those authors on the QQ group become a living real person, if you can see the writers who spell thousands of kilometers away on weekdays to show their keyboard skills, this is really a very exciting picture, of course, for Lin Yang, it is more attractive, It's about being able to go to the company where you started......

The booked plane ticket took off at 2 o'clock in the afternoon on the 16th, and it was inevitable that there would be a bad thing about not being able to catch the plane, Lin Yang transferred to a hotel near Guangzhou Baiyun Airport in advance on the night of the 15th, and stayed overnight, at noon the next day, he rushed to the first terminal, took the boarding pass and passed the security check, sat there and began to worry, worried about this unknown trip - as a newcomer, Lin Yang has not had any dealings with the gods who are going to go, and the only one who has had a text message contact is the two online authors of Arabian Nights and Crazy Snail, However, these two guys didn't seem to be invited to this starting point annual meeting because of their lack of grade.

Therefore, Lin Yang is destined to be alone in Shanghai.

Shanghai, before he came, for Lin Yang, just like the pale descriptions in the book, it was linked to economy, prosperity, and fashion, and his deepest impression of Shanghai was always stuck in what he saw on TV, "Shanghai Tang" starring Chow Yun-fat and Zhao Yazhi.

In his previous life, Lin Yang had never been to Shanghai, but had traveled to Beijing, Yunnan and other places, so he was very yearning for this trip to Shanghai.

Shanghai is a modern metropolis, and the pace of life is ridiculously fast compared to Meicheng, a small city with a slow life in the eighth tier.

The first time he came to Shanghai, Lin Yang walked out of Shanghai Pudong Airport with his luggage on his back, looked at the crowds, walked into the subway, looked at the dense subway lines, and suddenly felt that the city was so big, because it could easily accommodate so many people from all over the country and even the world.

At this time, it was already dusk, and Lin Yang looked up, full of neon flashes, high-rise buildings, and endless prosperity.

After going around and around, Lin Yang had a casual dinner and settled in an ordinary hotel nearby.

The next day, December 17th.

According to the instructions of the editor-in-chief Lao Mo on the phone, Lin Yang got up early, and after eating early, he went out and stopped a taxi and went to the destination hotel alone.

What makes Lin Yang feel depressed is that the starting point of this year is really poor, after all, the commercialization of online literature has just started in recent years, and everyone's income is not too high, and the revenue of the starting point is not as terrifying as in the following years.

Therefore, the 2005 starting point annual meeting was to gather a group of big and small gods and authors in a very dilapidated resort hotel in the remote suburbs of Shanghai.

It's just that this so-called resort hotel is about an hour's drive from the city, and after going there, you can't get a taxi if you want to go out, because it's too remote, and no taxi driver will wait there stupidly.

After getting out of the car, Lin Yang carried his luggage and looked around.

There is a red banner of the starting point summit hanging at the door of the hotel, Lin Yang walked in to take a look, there was indeed a reception staff in the lobby, under the guidance of the reception staff, he went to sign up and fill in the form for registration, a fat man with a big camera on his back, and introduced Lin Yang to another honest fat man sitting on the sofa: "This is Lao Mo." ”

Lao Mo is the editor-in-chief of Lin Yang's group, and he is nominally his top boss, after knowing that the other party is Lao Mo's identity, Lin Yang quickly nodded, shook hands with him, and complimented him with a smile: "It's better to meet than to be famous, the editor-in-chief is good, I'm Orange, thank you for your care."

Lao Mo nodded knowingly, shook hands with Lin Yang with a smile, and glanced at Lin Yang by the way, a tall, sturdy young man with angular facial features, and said with relief: "Yes, he looks talented, and he is younger than I imagined."

In fact, Lin Yang's identity as a high school student, as the editor-in-chief, Lao Mo, naturally knows it, but some readers of "Almighty Family" mistakenly think that he is a social person.

While the two were talking, a young man who looked relatively handsome with a smile on his face, but felt a little obscene no matter how he looked at it, came to report, and this person was the "lewd stream" writer who wrote "SC's Other Shore Flower" - not guilty.

Under the greeting of the editor-in-chief Lao Mo, Lin Yang and Innocence stood together, took a photo with the sign of the annual meeting, and then, Lao Mo took them to the room, the resort hotel is a low-end hotel, community management, Lin Yang's room is in Building 304, go in and see, the space is relatively spacious, a large balcony, the two chatted with Lao Mo on the balcony for a new book, smoked a jar of cigarette ash.

In general, Lao Mo is a simple fat man, in fact, he is a little stronger, and the real fat man in the line of writing online articles cannot be compared at all, giving people a very amiable and smiling face, he heard that Lin Yang's next new book, after not having eyebrows for the time being, he expressed some concern, but finally concluded his submission and said that he hoped that he could properly distribute between writing books and studying, so as not to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons.

Lao Mo continued to be busy, and only Lin Yang and Innocence were left in the room.

The atmosphere in the room became a little subtle.

The age of innocence is nearly 10 years older than Lin Yang, after all, the age is there, and he naturally looks a lot more mature.

The only thing the two have in common, except that they are both men, is that they also write books part-time.

Innocent sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Lin Yang's high-spirited appearance, and asked a little jokingly: "Orange, you really wrote "Almighty Family"?"

Lin Yang nodded, smiled and asked rhetorically, "What?" Doesn't look like it? ”

Seeing Lin Yangyun's light expression, he smiled innocently, stretched out a hand, carefully touched the frame of his glasses, and said truthfully: "It's really a little different, I heard Lao Mo just now, you are still a student?" Really? ”

"yes, a fake high school student."

"How high?"

"Senior year of high school."

"High school junior? So you're writing books and going to school at the same time, so it's quite stressful, right? ”

"It's okay, barely able to cope."

"Oh, if I can handle it, I've been out to work for four or five years."

"By the way, your grades are so good, have you ever thought about writing a full-time job?"

Innocent shook his head and said calmly: "I haven't thought about it for the time being, I think that for a writer, a little work experience is actually a good thing, accumulate more life experience, and the books written are easy to have thickness, otherwise writers who have no life experience and life experience can write things that can be seen at a glance."

Lin Yang also agreed, so he asked: "Then you have to work and write books again, aren't you too busy?"

"Definitely, you can only take one step at a time, although you can make some money by writing books now, but whether writing books can become a lifelong career is still a thing worth considering."

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After the two chatted until they were exhausted, Innocence felt a little stuffy staying in the room, and said that he wanted to go out to take a breath, but Lin Yang was not interested enough to refuse, and he didn't keep him, and after Innocence left the room, Lin Yang went into the bathroom to take a shower, and then received a call from the editor-in-chief Lao Mo, telling him to go to the conference room for a meeting immediately.

The conference room is on the 2nd floor of the hall, Lin Yang sorted out the instrument, walked in and took a look, the inside was already full of friends, this is a place where the gods of online literature are everywhere, and everyone may be a multimillionaire in the future.

However, after Lin Yang entered, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anyone, and suddenly he saw a guy on a table with a face full of meat and a big gold chain around his neck, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while......

"Orange, come here, this way!" Innocent sat under the stage, smiling and beckoning to Lin Yang.

Under the gaze of the big guy, Lin Yang and Innocence sat together, in addition to Innocence, sitting next to Lin Yang was a wandering toad, next to the toad was dancing, and sitting next to the dancing was the famous Tang family Sanshao.

On December 17, 2005, the 2nd Annual Conference of Chinese Original Literature and the Annual Conference of Writers of the Starting Point was held in a dilapidated hotel in the remote suburbs of Shanghai.

At this moment, Lin Yang's mood and feeling of sitting at the annual meeting site are not bad, remembering the excitement when he first received the invitation, and then he was nervously thinking about various possibilities at the annual meeting, afraid of making a fool of himself, afraid of being excluded as a newcomer, but what he didn't expect was that after coming, he found that these worries were superfluous, and he was quite happy to interact with many friends at the annual meeting.

In general, the appearance of most of the authors sitting at the annual meeting has two very obvious characteristics.

One is fat, almost all of them are fat.

The other is myopia, and the great god writers who sit in the room are almost all short-sighted with glasses.

Most of the online writers are fat and short-sighted "Sven scum".

Other than that, there are only a handful of people who are not in between.

Fortunately, Lin Yang, as a well-known online writer, is neither a fat man with a big belly nor a four-eyed chicken, not to mention in the pile of strange-looking online writers, even among ordinary people, he can also be regarded as a talent.

Whether you admit it or not, among the group of online writers who are generally low in appearance, Lin Yang's appearance and figure can be said to stand out from the crowd, which can be called a clear stream in the online literature industry.

After the meeting, people from all walks of life began to greet each other, all kinds of routines, Lin Yang felt quite boring, so he hid to the side alone and found a corner to smoke.

After a while, a man who looked like an uncle had a cigarette in his mouth, walked over slowly, slightly fat, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, looking at his unsightly appearance, standing next to Lin Yang, as if watching the fire from the other side, looking at the noisy scene of the rivers and lakes in front of him, like a worldly master.

Lin Yang glanced at him twice, and he was not sure if this uncle was the same as himself, and he was also an online writer.

So, Lin Yang asked tentatively: Big brother, you also write?

Uncle: "Yes. ”

Lin Yang asked, "How long has it been written?" ”

Uncle: "It's been years. ”

How many years? It's really big, and the starting point has only been established for a few years? It's been a few years......

Lin Yang asked again: "Ah, how many books have you written?" ”

The uncle thought for a while: "Let's have a copy." ”

Lin Yang was a little curious, and hurriedly asked, "Can you tell me what the name of the book is, I'll read it." ”

The uncle smiled at Lin Yang, and then replied lightly: "Zichuan." ”

With that, he spat out a light cigarette.

Hearing the uncle's answer, Lin Yang was drunk, only to feel the smoke in front of him.

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(To be continued.) )