Speaking of this, Wang Meng's face was full of consternation, he stared at Kang Xin for a long time, and then said: "I remember that Lao Kang is from Miluo, Xiang Province, the author of this is from Yincheng, Xiang Province, and Lao Kang, your hometown should not be far away, I seem to understand, no wonder you ......"

"Ahem...... Lao Wang, you can't make this joke! As soon as Kang Xin heard this, he immediately said with a straight face.

"Yes, yes......" Wang Meng naturally understood the meaning of Kang Xin's words, and he hurriedly said: "Actually, Lao Kang, you don't have to avoid suspicion like this, this matter is not an exception, there are so many people on the award committee, which one is not more or less related to these authors, as long as we are doing it right, we are not afraid of people gossiping, besides, this time it is a secret ballot, choose who to vote for, this is your right, fair and just." ”

"That's not right, Lao Wang, you know me, I'm an upright person, I don't like these twists and turns, and that's why I didn't suffer a lot from that exercise because of this, and I don't want to ...... because of this."

"Understood! I understand, Lao Kang, in fact, I'm the same, I don't like to twist and turn, okay, let's change the topic, I suddenly remembered, didn't you say yesterday that someone will become a great weapon in the future, and you haven't told me who this person is? Wang Meng changed his words, looked at Kang Xin and asked with a smile.

"Well...... Actually, you've heard his name, oh no, pen name, and we're still talking about his work! ”

"What? Lao Kang, you mean Manjiangyue, oh no! It should be said that He Yun! Are you talking about He Yun, the author of "Dream of the Future"? Is he the one you say will be great? ”

Wang Meng was surprised, he glanced at Kang Xin in disbelief, thought for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, and asked, "You came to Kyoto to attend the conference this time, did you bring him with you?" ”

"How can it, I also happened to meet him at the train station, he didn't know my identity, but I saw a photo of his side face in the newspaper, plus his suspected military identity, and spoke with a Yincheng accent, I immediately recognized him." Kang Xin shook his head slightly and explained.

Then, he showed a hint of doubt and said, "I don't know why this kid came to Kyoto?" It stands to reason...... Wait a minute, Lao Wang, it won't be your magazine that asked him to come, right? ”

"How is it possible, did our magazine let him come, I don't know? But...... If not, then...... Could it be that the "Contemporary" magazine is not right......? ”

Wang Meng lowered his head and pondered secretly for a moment, but he still didn't come up with a reason.

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Railway station.

He Yun watched the crowd start to move, he hurriedly lowered his head and looked at his watch, and suddenly there was a horn sound in his ears, and he immediately picked up his luggage and followed.

After a while, he successfully boarded the train from Kyoto to the final station, Harujo.

Previously, he had asked the staff at the railway station that the train would pass through more than a dozen stations along the way, and it would take at least twenty-five hours to reach the provincial capital of Hunan Province.

Well, he's going to have to spend the night on the train again.

To be honest, although he has a hard seat ticket, it is still difficult to sit like this all night.

After all, it's summer, there is no air conditioning in the carriage, and the only electric fan will only be turned on for a short time when it stops at the station, and there are so many people on the train, the smell can be imagined.

But there is no way, now that the train is on this condition, He Yun can only stay up for another night.

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The next day, at six o'clock in the afternoon, the train finally stopped at the provincial railway station of Hunan Province.

He Yun hugged his luggage and made sure that he was not missing anything, and then squeezed out of the car.

"It's still comfortable outside!" He Yun stood at the exit of the station, looked at the familiar square, sighed quietly, he looked back at the train station behind him, and then turned around and walked into the distance.

This time he went to Kyoto, he thought that it would be delayed for at least a week, but he didn't expect that it would only take three days to make a round trip.

"I finally came to the provincial capital, why don't you take this opportunity to go to Hunan University to see Elder Gao?"

"Wait, I remember that Mr. He once asked me to help him find some college mathematics books, why don't I go to the provincial Xinhua Bookstore first, and then go to Xiangda to visit Mr. Gao, anyway, I still have time."

After thinking about it, He Yun looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was about to set, so he finally decided to find a place to have dinner first, and then find a guest house nearby to stay for one night, and then go to the Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital early tomorrow morning.

So, he looked around, turned and walked towards the waiting hall of the train station behind him.

He asked the staff at the train station and walked towards a small four-story building opposite.

"Hunan Provincial Hotel? Doesn't it look good here? I'm staying here tonight, I'm going to open a room with a letter of introduction and then I'm going to dinner. He Yun raised his head and looked at the four-story building in front of him, muttered secretly, and walked in with his luggage.

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The next day, at half past nine in the morning, Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital.

He Yun picked out a few math books and walked to the front desk.

"Hello, please help me wrap it up, and, how much do these books add up?"

"Hmm...... Let me see...... In total, thirteen pieces of nine cents and seven. ”

"Okay, it's a total of thirteen yuan, nine cents and seven, right? To give! When He Yun heard the staff's reply, he did not bargain, but directly took out the money and paid for the book without hesitation.

Then, after putting the books he had bought in his duffel bag, he was about to pick up the duffel bag and leave, when he saw six or seven teenage children suddenly walk in.

They looked anxious, and the leader led them to the front desk while saying something to the children behind them.

"Uncle, may I ask if there is still a comic book of "Qin Shi Mingyue's Sweeping the Six Kingdoms"?" The lead kid asked the staff eagerly.

"Comic strips? You're talking about the "Animation King" comic strip, right? The staff was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and replied.

"Yes, yes, yes...... That's it, is there? ”

"It's sold out, an hour ago, the last copy was bought by a little girl, and all a hundred copies were sold!"

After saying this, the staff immediately pointed to the most conspicuous bookcase.

Sure enough, there was a row on that bookcase that was vacant, and there was not a single book.

"Ah...... So fast? Why is there no one! ”

"Li Jiaming, what should we do? Sold out, what do we take and ...... Plum country they are better than! ”

"Uncle, is there really no one?" The leader still didn't give up, he looked at the staff and said.

"No, not a single volume is gone, but the store manager has already contacted him, but it will be at least a week before the next batch of books arrives." The staff replied.

"Okay then...... Then we'll come back next week. The leader gritted his teeth, and finally chose to give up for the time being.

After he led the other children away, He Yun couldn't help but look at the staff and asked, "Is this comic book that this kid said just now selling well?" A hundred copies were sold out? ”

"It sells well! Last time, fifty copies were sold out in less than three days, and this time one hundred copies were sold out in two days. If you want, at least in a week. The staff replied to He Yundao with a smile.

He Yun heard what he said, smiled, waved his hand and said, "I'm just curious to ask, I don't need it for the time being." ”

After speaking, He Yun walked out of the Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital with his luggage bag.

When he walked to the door, he turned around and looked at the Xinhua Bookstore behind him, bowed his head and muttered: "This adapted comic book looks like a bestseller, and I don't know if I still have any manuscript fees for this additional printing." ”