After He Yun followed Wu Yan into the living room, he found that the living room was already full of people at this moment, on the sofa, on the chair, on the stool, there were all people sitting, and everyone was talking in whispers.

However, the host who organized this exchange meeting, the old man Zheng Wenguang, had not yet arrived, and Ye Lao had not appeared.

The two sci-fi giants are not there, and everyone is not good at shouting, just chatting quietly.

However, all this was quickly broken, and when Wu Yan led He Yun in, everyone stood up one after another.

Their eyes all fell on He Yun and Wu Yan.

Most of the people who came to the appointment this time were science fiction fans in the Kyoto area, and some of them came from Tsu City.

In addition, among the crowd, there was also a strong man dressed in a slightly rough manner, his name was Yao Haijun, who came from Yichun Forest District.

Compared with him, a sci-fi fan who came from afar, most of the sci-fi fans in Kyoto know He Yun and Wu Yan.

Therefore, when He Yun and the others walked into the living room, they greeted each other warmly: "Teacher Wu, Teacher He!" ”

"Hmm. ..... Everyone doesn't have to be so polite, all sit! All sit! Wu Yan smiled, said a word to everyone, and then introduced He Yun behind him to everyone.

"The one behind me, everyone must know him, right? It doesn't matter if you don't know you, I will introduce to you again, this is Comrade He Yun, he has a pen name Man Jianghong, the winner of last year's Mao Dun Literature Award. ”

"What! This is Man Jianghong! ”

"It's a great writer! I like your sci-fi work Skynet the most! ”

"Yes! I've only heard of your name before, but I didn't expect to have the pleasure of meeting you in person today! ”

........

At this moment, many sci-fi fans who didn't know He Yun before instantly gathered around, and they looked at He Yun curiously.

Among them is Yao Haijun.

I saw him step forward, excitedly shook He Yun's hand and said, "Hello! Comrade He Yun, I have admired your name for a long time! My name is Yao Haijun, I'm from Yichun, Longjiang, and I've written to you before! Do you remember? ”

"Hello! Hello! Comrade Yao Haijun, I have also heard of you, and the journal "Xingyun" you founded is very good, and I like to read it very much! He Yun smiled at Yao Haijun in front of him, and then nodded.

"Hello, Comrade He Yun, my name is Han Song, I am a reporter from Xinhua News Agency, and I am very happy to meet you!" At this time, another person stepped forward, shook hands with He Yun, and said.

"Hello, Comrade Han Song!" As soon as He Yun heard that he was from Xinhua News Agency, he not only took a second look at him.

He couldn't be clearer about what the Xinhua News Agency is, although he is just a reporter now, no one can say whether he will be promoted in the future, after all, the system is ..... (If you say too much, you will lose, if you say too much, you will lose)

"Comrade He Yun, in fact, some time ago, I heard about you from Comrade Gao Yunyan, she should be your lover, right?" Han Song smiled and casually explained to He Yun.

When He Yun heard this, he couldn't help but nod and replied, "Yes!" She is indeed my love! He currently works at the Kyoto Daily newspaper. ”

"That's right, some time ago, when I went to their "Kyoto Daily" to do an errand, she told me about you." Han Song replied with a smile, and then chatted with He Yun about last year's World Chinese Science Fiction Art Award.

Like He Yun, he also won the World Chinese Science Fiction Art Award, and it is also a gold medal, with a prize of NT$100,000.

..........

Time passed little by little, and when He Yun and Han Song were chatting, a few more people came over.

The leader was the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World", Liang, and he was accompanied by a man in his fifties, who wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a blue down jacket, and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Editor-in-Chief Liang of Science Fiction World is here!"

"Hello Editor-in-Chief Liang!"

"Editor-in-Chief Liang, hello!"

"Hello! Don't be so polite....... Hey? Comrade He Yun, I didn't expect you to come too! ”

When Editor-in-Chief Liang greeted a group of science fiction fans, he suddenly found that He Yun was also standing in the crowd, so he immediately walked over enthusiastically.

"Editor-in-Chief Liang! Long time no see! He Yun smiled and shook hands with the other party, and then said.

"yes, I haven't seen you in a long time! I've been waiting for your manuscript for a long time! Since "End Brain", you have not moved, and in the second half of the year, you have to create a new science fiction work no matter what! ”

"Done! Yes! Yes! Since Editor-in-Chief Liang has opened Chrysostom, how can I not obey! He Yun smiled and immediately replied.

Regarding He Yun's answer, Editor-in-Chief Liang smiled and said: "Just kidding, Comrade He Yun, don't take it seriously, how can I ask you like this!" ”

"It's okay, my creative efficiency has always been so high, don't worry, I will keep one or two new sci-fi works every year to ensure that you are satisfied." He Yun shook his head slightly, and after saying a word, he turned his gaze to the man beside him.

"Editor-in-Chief Liang, this is ......."

"Oh...... Look at my memory, I almost forgot to introduce you, this is Comrade Li Zhikang, he is a science fiction writer with a scalpel, whose pen name is Lu Yang. Editor-in-chief Liang immediately introduced the man next to him to He Yun.

As soon as He Yun heard the pen name "Luyang", a science fiction work instantly appeared in his mind

"Black Death? You are the writer who created the "Black Death", Comrade Lu Yang! Long admiration! Long admiration! ”

For this science fiction, he has naturally seen it, and in his eyes, this is a work similar to "Death Light on Coral Island" created by Tong Wenzheng Tong Lao.

It is basically about a Chinese scientist living abroad, Lin Diwen, who invented a new technology to treat brain tumors with electromagnetic waves, but because he insisted on returning to his homeland with this technology, he was assassinated by "hostile elements".

The protagonist "I", as a colleague of Lin Diwen's daughter Lin Li, finally found out the real murderer of Lin Diwen and let the murderer get the due punishment.

Of course, the plot of this science fiction story itself is not the most special, the most special thing is that this successfully "predicted" the emergence of gamma knife technology, from the perspective of plot arrangement and character design, the science fiction of "Black Death" is obviously influenced by Tong Enzheng's masterpiece "Death Light on Coral Island". (In fact, gamma knife technology was basically mature in 1967, but medicine was not developed in China at that time, and few people knew about it).

"Hahaha...... That's right! He is the writer who created the science fiction work "Black Death", Lu Yang! This time, he specially asked for leave to rush from Chizhou, Hui Province. Editor-in-chief Liang then introduced.

Then, he introduced He Yun to Li Jukang: "Comrade Li Zhikang, this is the famous Comrade He Yun, his pen name is Man Jianghong, I believe you must have heard of it." ”

"Heard! Naturally, I have heard it, not only have I heard it, but I have also seen a lot of Comrade He Yun's works, and I have to say that it is much better than my old guy. Li Yikang nodded again and again and said with a smile.

"Old Li, you are too modest! I had the pleasure of reading your work "Black Death", both in terms of writing and the overall structure of the plot, which is very good. He Yun didn't mean to praise the other party, but really said it from the heart.

You must know that in the early eighties, the gap between domestic medicine and foreign countries was very obvious, however, Deng Gong said that no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, those who can catch mice are good cats, as long as they can treat diseases, the means are actually secondary.

As a doctor, although he doesn't know much about foreign medicine, he has at least begun to look at foreign medicine, otherwise, he would not have been able to write a science fiction work like "Black Death".

.........

A quarter of an hour later, just as everyone was talking, a voice suddenly came from another direction.

"Ahem...... Everyone's here! ”

"Elder Zheng! Child! ”

Everyone followed the sound and saw an old man pushing Zheng Wenguang in a wheelchair out of another room.