"Hello audience friends, welcome to watch "Literary Documentary", now we are at the scene of the annual meeting of Haoyue Group, you can see that there are many people coming and going here, very lively, this is the annual event of Haoyue, and it is also a grand event in our literary field......" In front of the camera, a female host with a beautiful face in a dark suit broadcasts the news, and the background behind is the entrance of the annual meeting of Haoyue, many well-known writers have entered one after another, showing their invitations and signing in at the table next to them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then the camera turned to a tall female writer in a slender jumpsuit next to him, holding a delicate handbag in his hand, and the host also said: "...... So let's interview the guests who entered the venue...... Hello this young lady, we are the "Literary Documentary" program of Lotus TV, which is now broadcasting live, can I interview you?"

"Absolutely. The female writer was generous, smiled decently at the camera, and replied naturally.

"Okay, thank you very much for your cooperation, what is your work?"

"Hello everyone, I'm Ah Yuer, and my work is "On Two or Three Things About Me and the Aborigines", which mainly tells the story of a supermarket proprietress who returns to ancient times with modern goods......"

I didn't expect that there would be a TV station to interview the annual meeting, Xu Song silently walked behind the female writer, and Song Jianing expected that everyone was still dressed more formally, and no one walked in sloppily and sloppily, but the long black coat she picked out for him was more formal, with a fashionable gray, white and black three-color stitching sweater, suit pants, Cheng Liang's leather shoes underneath, and the hairstyle went to the barber shop to blow it, plus his expression of "don't get close to the living", it still looks very stylish.

Zhang Shaolin didn't come, he has tried not to participate in this kind of public event now, and sending him an invitation letter before was just a kind of respect, if Zhang Shaolin really wanted to come, then his position would not be able to sit with a little Mengxin like Xu Song.

Xu Song showed his invitation letter and signed, the other party gave him a number plate, he walked inside, and found that it was a very large venue, above was a rostrum, looking like the form of the People's Congress, and the seats below were also stepped type, Xu Song was afraid that he would get lost and came more than an hour early, at this time the venue was already sitting a third of the people, Xu Song lowered his head and found his position, which was a relatively corner position, but Xu Song didn't care, Xu Song stood and looked at the women who had arrived one by one, and didn't know which one was the cold bamboo fragrance he was thinking about。

The meeting starts at half past two in the afternoon, followed by speeches by various leaders, followed by the presentation of annual awards and testimonials from the awardees, which will last about two to three hours ago, and then go downstairs to another hall for dinner, which is a buffet, and there are also small theatrical performances, if you can invite a female writer, you can also go to the dance floor to dance, dinner is over is free time, and the accommodation arranged is also in this hotel, and after the conference here, the hotel will have some rooms dedicated to interviewing well-known writers for the media, and there are also some reader meetings in other halls, which will last until tomorrow afternoon, and then participate in a meeting similar to today, xx awards and closing ceremony, etc., and the whole annual meeting is over.

However, these have nothing to do with Xu Song, he came here for only one purpose, although there are more than 500 people in the meeting, plus there is no way to count the staff to find a person who has never seen before, it is a thing with a very low probability of happening, but I don't know why, Xu Song just has a feeling that as long as Leng Zhuxiang appears, he will definitely be able to recognize it.

However, until the end of the whole meeting, Xu Song did not find Leng Zhuxiang, he followed the flow of people out a little dazed, the media outside was gone, and the people next to him turned their heads and ears, most of them were high-spirited, Xu Song wiped his nose, put his hands in his coat pockets, and walked forward without saying a word, with a coldness that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, and walked directly to the hall downstairs to eat.

didn't find anyone, Xu Song was a little lost, maybe he never mentioned it, but every boy should have such a girl in his heart, the cinnabar mole in his heart, and the eternal moonlight white.

He once thought that his relationship with Leng Zhuxiang could continue like that forever, and he said a few words from time to time, most of the time it was blank, looking at the beating avatar, he would feel inexplicably happy, maybe he had also thought about the scene of the meeting, but he never imagined that something like that would happen.

The Internet was how they met each other, and he had never realized that their connection was so fragile until the chat group became "0/0".

All of his motivation to pursue the inside story of the Dream Maker in the first place was because it was the only clue that could have something to do with this girl.

And now, it is about to come to this day, Xu Song decided that if he still can't find Leng Zhuxiang later, even if he calls Zhan out to dig three feet into the ground, he must meet her above, although he still doesn't know what to say if he sees it.

In fact, Leng Zhuxiang had already arrived at this hotel early, but she didn't go to the meeting, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, her face was painted with light makeup, and her lips and cheeks were red, but she couldn't hide the tiredness and confusion in her eyes, if it weren't for the handsome man next to her, she looked like she couldn't even stand still.

Her editor was a middle-aged woman with small eyes, and although she had been urging her to open a new book, she didn't dare to mention the topic when she saw that she was in this situation, and hurriedly took her into the room specially prepared for her, and did not stay long, and left after saying hello. Leng Zhuxiang's appearance made her uncomfortable, and the man next to her, who was smiling but had too strong aura, also made her a little uncomfortable, so she didn't dare to stay longer.

Leng Zhuxiang was about to face an interview with national television, and she had just come in, and after a few polite words, a young man who looked like a camera assistant held her physical book of "Poisonous Woman" and asked her to sign it.

"My sister likes you, and knowing that I can see you in real person, she has to ask me for an ......autograph," said the young man with a careful and flattering smile.

The quality of the book itself is good, coupled with careful marketing, this book can almost be said to be the hottest book of the year, I don't know how many times the physical book has been printed, and Leng Zhuxiang looked at the lady with heavy makeup on the cover with a sneer, and her eyes showed a trance.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu?" The man next to him, who claimed to be his brother and agent, whispered to her, "Where's the sign, Xiaozhu?"

"Oh, oh, good. Leng Zhuxiang was excited, took the book that was carefully held, opened the cover, and wrote his name vigorously: Xie Anzhu. (To be continued.) )