The exhibition center is packed with people attending the book fair, which is the case every year.

Speaking of which, the book fair has been in the city for more than ten years, and it is the second time that Liuyun has participated.

The first time was to participate in the book launch as a new author five years ago, when there were not so many people attending the book fair, and most of the people who came to the press conference were science fiction readers, and they really liked science fiction to support new authors.

Soon after arriving at the exhibition area, Yuanming came up to say hello.

"Song Xiaoxiao will join you for an interview today. Has Liuyun read some of his works? ”

Oh no, I originally wanted to find it to read, but because of the shaking of my hands, I never got the spirit to read Song Xiaoxiao's novel.

Sensing the abnormality, Ena hesitated for a moment before taking out a sticky note from his bag.

"This is what I prepared for you, you can take a look."

After the sticky notes were stuffed to Liuyun, Yuanming said that he was going to the discussion site to arrange the tables, chairs and books, and in short, he made an excuse and walked away.

The treatment is not as good as it was five years ago.

Five years ago, Yuanming was very serious with him to check the details of the interview, introducing him to his colleagues from the publishing house and the authors who came to the book fair.

Today, however, he is a little careless.

Liuyun didn't know if he was thinking too much.

The sticky notes are all about Song Xiaoxiao's introduction, the brain hole writer, the Oriental Philip K. Dick and the like.

But Song Xiaoxiao has not published a physical book yet, and Liuyun can't find the book if he wants to turn a few pages temporarily.

So I stuffed the sticky notes in my pocket and wandered around the exhibition area alone before the interview began.

A lot of books, a lot of people.

Other than that, Liuyun didn't feel anything else.

It's really not a busy place for me, and if I stay here all day, I'm afraid I won't be able to write a single word when I get home.

Liuyun thought like this, and comforted himself, after all, the necessary social interaction is also good for promoting his works, don't everyone do this.

As I walked past the women's book section, a group of fans dressed as students gathered around an author to ask for an autograph.

The female author looks really young, maybe only 23 years old? I started creating in college.

Liuyun stopped and watched for a few minutes, but he didn't see a single male reader, which also surprised him a little.

I don't know how many of my readers are boys and how many are girls?

He suddenly became a little interested in the author's book in front of him, and felt the urge to take it and read it.

However, they are all female readers, and it is really strange for a man to walk over by himself.

When he hesitated, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liuyun blinked and looked at it again, and sure enough, it was that guy.

Although he was wearing a suit, Liuyun still recognized the ordinary face.

What is that guy doing?

Liuyun suddenly felt a little blushing, it was obvious that it was the man who made the strange move, and Liuyun didn't know why he was nervous.

I saw the man in the suit holding a pink hardcover book in his left hand, and a pink quill more than 30 centimeters long in his right hand.

Squeezed in the middle of a group of female students, completely disregarding their own image.

Liuyun sweated for him, and couldn't help but turn away.

Seeing that he finally squeezed to the author's side and asked for an autograph, Liuyun also breathed a sigh of relief and was happy for his efforts.

Who knows, there are still people queuing up behind, and this man doesn't care about others, and even asks to take pictures with the author.

The author also couldn't excuse himself, so he could only smile reluctantly.

The man who got the photo and the autograph walked out of the crowd triumphantly, and later female readers asked him if the author was not in it, whether he could get the autograph in line or something. The man answered them one by one, and every time he answered the question, no matter how happy others were, he put his mobile phone in front of the other party to show off a photo of himself and the author.

What a weird uncle.

Those female readers must think so.

"Ahh

While talking to a female reader, the man suddenly waved at Liuyun, who could only walk forward.

"This is my favorite writer, Liuyun, you can read his novels when you have time."

The person who spoke was Mu Chun, who was trying to get an 18-year-old girl who read romance novels to read hard sci-fi written by Liuyun.

The girl nodded politely, and Mu Chun pulled her to look at the photo of herself and the author.

"Hello author, what genre of fiction do you write? Is Guo Jingming like that? ”

What the?

Liuyun's head buzzed.

"No, Liuyun is writing about Liu Cixin, Han Song, science fiction writers." Mu Chun said first.

"Science fiction? The Game of Thrones kind? ”

The girl tried to understand Mu Chun's words, but the effect didn't seem to be ideal.

"No, it's fantasy, and the Game of Thrones you're talking about is an American drama, and the original book is A Song of Ice and Fire."

"Oh. What is that? ”

Mu Chun patted his head and shouted: "The Wandering Earth", "Three-Body Problem". ”

"Oooooooooooo The girl said happily, "I know, I know, Uncle Wu Jing." ”

"What, I'm talking about novels, and you're talking about movies."

Liuyun, who was standing on the side, didn't know what to say or do, Mu Chun became more and more anxious, and the girl lost her patience.

Originally, it was to introduce Liuyun, but it turned out that Liuyun was forgotten like this.

There is no sense of presence.

Perhaps, it is such an author who has no sense of existence.

Liuyun secretly laughed at himself, still trying his best to put a smile on his face.

A false smile can really make the muscles of the face twitch.

"Why is the doctor here?"

Liuyun asked like this, and gave Mu Chun how he liked the female writer and how smart and clever he wanted to take a group photo. Liuyun can only say that he happened to see all of this.

"What does this authoress write?"

"Do you know about Langya Bang?"

Liuyun nodded, "The novels and movies of "Langya Bang" are good, could it be that Haiyan just now?" But that's not right. ”

"Of course not. I mean novels similar to "Langya Bang". ”

"But there are a lot of male readers in "Langya Bang", and the age structure is not quite right, there are all female students over there."

Mu Chun also felt as if he had given inappropriate examples, so he said a lot of titles such as "Three Lives and Three Worlds", "Fragrant Flower Shen", and "Queen of Moonlight's Spiritual Words". Liuyun really doesn't know.

Is interlacing like a mountain, and a classification like the end of the world?

Mu Chun was also out of breath and couldn't continue to explain.

At this time, Chu Sisi was wearing a formal dress, and a man who was also wearing a suit stood behind him and walked towards the two.

"This, this is Doctor Chu."

Liuyun looked at the beauty in front of him and didn't dare to recognize each other.

"Miss, Madame told you to go back as soon as possible, you can easily stain the gifts."

"I see."

Chu Sisi replied coldly.

"Teacher, did you say that you would meet up with a friend from the publishing house?"

Friends of the publishing house?

Could it be that Mu Chun really knows the people from the publishing house?

Liuyun was confused, it was already strange to see the doctor outside the hospital, and the content of the two men's clothing and speech made him even more confused.