There was an author who had just arrived like Xin Yueran, and asked curiously, "What's the matter?" Everyone is here, it's a magazine

Is it going out of business? ”

After the man finished speaking, he was sprayed: "What are you thinking about? The magazine is good. ”

Another person chimed in: "Don't guess there, I know everything." It was the chairman of the Haicheng Writers' Association who signed a book with our magazine. He came to sign the contract today, and the editor-in-chief felt that this opportunity was rare, so he invited the other party to give a lecture by the way. ”

Xin Yueran couldn't help asking, "What's the situation?" Under normal circumstances, don't lectures always need to be prepared for a long time in advance? ”

"The chairman of the Haicheng Writers' Association?" Someone suddenly interjected and asked, "Is that the young writer?" ”

The others began to gossip, and the number of people gathered here increased. Originally, this room was not too big, and it was crowded when it occupied a few people. But everyone's interest in chatting is relatively high, so I don't care.

"Yes, I heard that I was just twenty-eight years old, but I have already published more than ten books. It's really enviable. The person familiar with the situation asked curiously.

No one paid attention to Xin Yueran's question, because preparing in advance seemed like an inconsequential matter. Xin Yueran also heard about the newly appointed chairman of the Haicheng Writers' Association, so she listened to their gossip.

"I heard that our chairman is not only young and handsome, but his style of conduct is somewhat hermitable. He rarely attends these events, and even some meetings, if they don't have to, people can just not attend. Shaole said with some.

Xin Yueran didn't have any good feelings about the new chairman, and said casually, "I'm quite proud." Have you read his works? "I really don't know where it's sacred, so capricious. Looks like there's some background, right?

The young man said, "I've read it. Really well written. The choice of words and sentences is comparable to that of some literary masters? ”

"Is it really that powerful? Then I have a chance to read it, and I can read the works of the great gods. Others were curious.

Xin Yueran didn't have too much evaluation in her heart, and she would know it when she saw it later.

However, the history of the newly appointed chairman of the Writers' Association was almost as clear to Xin Yueran in the more than 10 minutes of discussion.

Unexpectedly, his works are all published, and there are few resources on the Internet.

Xin Yueran couldn't help but think, either he was talented and capricious, or he was rich and capricious, otherwise who would have such great courage?

In recent years, how many books have been squeezed by publishing houses, and how many books have been put into the storage room and pressed to the bottom of the box and cannot be sold?

In China's era of big data, the speed of book publishing in China, as well as the speed of text data update, is simply surprising and dumbfounded, right?

I don't know how attractive this chairman of the writers' association is.

"Since you can become the chairman of the Writers' Association at a young age, then your literary skills shouldn't be covered, right?"

Xin Yueran didn't say this, but just thought in her heart, do you still need to prepare for such a person to give a lecture? I guess I can just come over and talk about it.

Sister Xiaoxiao waited until they were almost done gossiping about Chairman Bai Duyou before she appeared. Now everyone's biggest interest is to see the white twilight tour himself.

When Sister Xiaoxiao came out, everyone stopped gossiping and looked at Sister Xiaoxiao with a curious expression.

Sister Xiaoxiao greeted them with a smile, and when she saw so many people coming, she was also a little surprised and said, "Yo, it's quite good to come today." ”

One of them complained slightly: "Don't you make such a noise." I thought something big had happened, so why don't you come over quickly? ”

"That's it, I thought my manuscript had been killed again."

Sister Xiaoxiao interrupted them with a smile: "Okay." Stop talking here, hurry to the conference room. ”

Xin Yueran walked behind, following next to Sister Xiaoxiao. Xin Yueran and Sister Xiaoxiao have always been familiar with each other, and they didn't rush to the front as nymphomaniacs as others, so they walked to the conference room with Sister Xiaoxiao unhurriedly.

Xin Yueran couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is it really the newly appointed chairman of the Writers' Association, Bai Duyou?" ”

Sister Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yes, we were all busy all morning long." If it weren't for the fact that he needed to come and sign the agreement in person.

Where will you ever have the opportunity to meet him in person? ”

"Sister Xiaoxiao has seen it?" Xin Yueran looked at Sister Xiaoxiao's appearance and couldn't help asking.

"When I saw it, he was indeed suave and talented. I just came over there. People are already waiting in the conference room. "Sister Xiaoxiao has the patience to explain, because she is in a good mood.

Xin Yueran said with a smile: "Well, when I heard Sister Xiaoxiao say this, I was also a little curious." But. How come he's never heard from him before? ”

Hearing Xin Yueran say this, Sister Xiaoxiao was a little disdainful and said, "That's probably because your experience is still relatively shallow." You know, when I first started working as an editor, I had already heard the name of the god of twilight. Even we were very curious. Seriously, I haven't met him a few times either. I'm more handsome now than before. ”

It's about that you don't dare to play with it from a distance, Sister Xiaoxiao is older than Xin Yueran, and she is mixed in the editorial circle, so she should be more precious to some popular writers.

Hearing Sister Xiaoxiao say this, Xin Yueran was also a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "Could it be that he has lived abroad?" ”

Sister Xiaoxiao glanced back at Xin Yueran: "Why do you say that?" Do you know him? ”

Xin Yueran hurriedly shook his head: "No, he is used to such a strange style, I thought he had also studied abroad." ”

Sister Xiaoxiao laughed: "I'll just say it." How could you possibly know him? ”

The two of them walked into the conference room while talking, but when Xin Yueran stood at the door. Or because the figure on the stage was stunned.

Is it because the world is too small?

Offstage are some nymphomaniac, where are the writers screaming, and the characters sitting upright on the stage, is it Bai Duyou? Isn't it twilight?

But how could it be him? Xin Yueran's expression was slightly sad, the torrent of memories was suddenly lifted, and her eyes suddenly felt red.

Sister Xiaoxiao pushed Xin Yueran on the side and said, "What kind of god are you stunned about?" Hurry in, there are almost no seats. Could it be that you can't walk when you see a man, I really convinced you, it's too much romance, right? Sister Xiaoxiao had a somewhat flirtatious tone, but there was no malice at all.

Xin Yueran came back to her senses, smiled, and hurriedly followed Sister Xiaoxiao to the back row to find a place to sit down.

There are really a lot of people here, Xin Yueran didn't expect that there are still a lot of contracted writers in this magazine.

However, at this time, Xin Yueran looked blankly at Bai Duyou on the stage, and Bai Duyou sat there indifferently, next to their chief editor-in-chief, Sister Sha.

It's just that Sister Sha has a flattering smile, and she looks a little bad at the scenery.