As for Professor Liu's plans, He Yun naturally didn't know at this time.

By this time, he had returned to the courtyard.

A few days later, he drove to the Koryo cold noodle restaurant.

It's a famous restaurant in Kyoto where science fiction fans like Guo Wei hang out.

This time, Liang Dakang, the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World", and Yang Xiao, the president, came to Kyoto again, the purpose of which was to chat with science fiction fans in Kyoto and Tsu City, and by the way, to discuss the preparations for next year's National Science Fiction Annual Conference.

That's right!

Because a few years ago, after the establishment of the National Science Fiction Association, science fiction fans across the country have become more and more closely connected.

In addition, there are many science fiction fans in Kyoto and Tsu City, and there are many science fiction writers, so "Science Fiction World" plans to place the location of the National Science Fiction Annual Conference in Kyoto, not in Jincheng.

Of course, this matter must be reported to the relevant national science and technology department, but in advance, the two wanted to hear the opinions of science fiction fans in Kyoto and Tsu.

.........

Around ten o'clock in the morning.

In the restaurant, everyone gathered together, and everyone chatted and laughed.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

He Yun and Wu Yan walked in.

As soon as everyone saw that these two "seniors" were coming, they got up one after another to greet them.

"Teacher He! Mr. Wu! ”

"Ahem.... Why are you so polite! All sit! All sit! Haven't President Yang and Editor-in-Chief Liang arrived yet? He Yun smiled and asked everyone.

"Comrade He Yun, aren't we here?" At this moment, behind He Yun and the others, two more people pushed the door and walked in.

The person who came was Liang Dakang, the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World", and Yang Xiao, the president.

The two walked in front of He Yun and Wu Yan with a smile.

Liang Dakang glanced at everyone, and then said, "Everyone sit down!" This time, I've got enough money to make everyone hungry! ”

"Hahaha。。。。。" When they heard this, they burst into laughter.

It turned out that a few years ago, the deputy editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" magazine came to Kyoto to invite everyone to dinner, but found that the budget was not enough, which made both parties very embarrassed.

Although everyone did not suggest it, Liang Dakang kept it in mind after learning about it.

For this reason, this time, he brought a full 2,000 yuan.

You must know that two thousand yuan is a lot of money for him Liang Dakang, after all, his salary is only more than three hundred, two thousand yuan, and a full six months' salary.

"Sit down, everybody! Don't stand! At this time, Wu Yan beckoned everyone to sit down.

Seeing this, He Yun also echoed and said, "Yes! Let's all sit down! President Yang, Editor-in-Chief Liang, you

The two are the protagonists, so let's sit in these two main seats! ”

"Yes, yes, yes..... President Yang, Editor-in-Chief Liang, you two sit here, Mr. Wu and Mr. He, you two sit here! At this time, Guo Wei, as the host, immediately greeted.

"It's okay, just sit down! Why is it so clear! ”

"Yes! Let's sit down! Let's sit right here! Yang Xiao was talking, so he found a random place and sat down.

Seeing this, Liang Dakang also sat next to him.

However, He Yun and Wu Yan glanced at each other, followed by a place, and sat down.

When everyone saw this scene, they naturally couldn't be reluctant anymore, so they sat down one after another.

It's a little crowded, but people don't mind.

In the following time, when the waiter finished serving the food, Guo Wei immediately stood up, he picked up a glass of wine, and said to everyone: "Come on, come on..... I'll give you a toast first! ”

"President Yang, Editor-in-Chief Liang, Teacher Wu and Teacher He, I respect the four of you!"

As he spoke, Guo Wei immediately picked up his wine glass and took a small sip of Lao Baigan.

Seeing this, others also raised their wine glasses, but some of the girls present did not drink, but replaced wine with tea.

After everyone took a sip one by one, they sat down one after another.

At this time, Yang Xiao talked about the business to everyone: "I invite you to come this time, mainly to talk to you about the National Science Fiction Annual Conference to be held in Kyoto next year, and you can put forward any ideas you have!" ”

"Let me first tell you about next year's national annual conference, at present, the magazine is preparing to hold a national science fiction annual conference in Kyoto, and the time is set for around mid-March, when the weather is not very hot."

"As for the specific location, we will discuss it with the relevant state departments at that time."

........

After Yang Xiao told everyone about it, Liang Dakang then added: "That's right! Another point is that at this National Science Fiction Annual Conference, the winners of the Galaxy Award will be announced, and we hope that you can actively contribute to our "Science Fiction World"! Next year's prize money will be very generous! ”

"Ahem...... Editor-in-Chief Liang, President Yang! I just have a doubt, can I ask, why is the National Science Fiction Annual Conference not held in Jincheng next year? Is it because of some reason that it can't be held in Jincheng? ”

He Yun's inquiry made Yang Xiao immediately shake his head and said, "Of course not!" In fact, Jincheng is also one of the alternative locations, but after a comprehensive consideration, we think that if we choose Jincheng, we will feel that this is just the annual meeting held by our magazine, and the selection of Kyoto will make science fiction fans across the country feel that this is a national science fiction annual meeting! ”

"That's right! In fact, there is another point, the reason why Kyoto was chosen instead of Jincheng, mainly because Jincheng is too partial, if you want to go, it is not very convenient, and Kyoto is different, everyone is more convenient to travel, mainly to take care of the convenience of science fiction fans across the country. At this time, Liang Dakang also echoed and explained.

After hearing the explanation of the two, He Yun nodded.

As the two said, if you want to hold a national science fiction annual conference, Kyoto is indeed more suitable.

"I don't have anything to ask? Any other thoughts? When He Yun said this, he couldn't help but look at the others present.

"Editor-in-Chief Liang, President Yang, I have an idea!" After He Yun's words fell, Han Song suddenly stood up.

"Oh.... Please speak! Liang Dakang glanced at Han Song and said immediately.

He naturally knew Han Song, after all, this is a veteran writer who has won the Galaxy Award several times and is considered a veteran writer of "Science Fiction World".

"I think since we are the National Science Fiction Annual Conference, do we also have to invite science fiction fans and science fiction writers from Taidao, Xiangjiang and Menao?"

"That's right! I think we can also invite overseas Chinese science fiction writers! ”

"Do overseas Chinese science fiction writers also need to be invited? Not necessarily, right? ”

.......

On this issue, everyone's opinions are not very unanimous.

It mainly focuses on overseas Chinese and Chinese science fiction writers.

Some people think that it is still a little inappropriate to invite these people to the National Science Fiction Annual Conference.

But some people believe that they are also descendants of Yan and Huang and should be invited.

"Ahem...... Let me say a few words! At this time, Wu Yan opened his mouth to interrupt everyone's argument.

When everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Wu Yan immediately spoke: "I think the invitation is necessary, especially those famous Chinese science fiction writers!" There are also some famous foreign science fiction writers, it is necessary to invite them over! If we want to do it, we have to make it a Chinese science fiction annual conference, not a national science fiction annual conference! ”

Wu Yan's words seem simple, but they are not simple at all.

The "Chinese Science Fiction Annual Conference" and the "National Science Fiction Annual Conference" seem to be similar, but in fact, there is a big difference.

The former can be regarded as a science fiction annual meeting in China both internally and externally, while the latter is just a national science fiction annual meeting.

"I think Wu Yan is very reasonable! Actually, that's what our magazine thinks! At this time, President Yang Xiao suddenly spoke.

"I agree with President Yang and Mr. Wu Yan's opinion, we are all talking about internationalization now, if we close the door, this is very unfavorable to our country's science fiction, if we want to improve our country's science fiction level, international exchanges are very necessary."

"Of course, I am talking about purely inter-international exchanges, not politically compromised exchanges!"

。。。。。。。。。

Everyone's debate on this topic did not stop because of He Yun's words.

On the contrary, it is getting more and more intense, and some people still think that it is enough to have a World Science Fiction Annual Conference, and there is no need to make it an international science fiction annual conference for China both internally and externally.

This part of the population is dominated by older sci-fi fans, because there are not many of them. Therefore, in the end, the minority obeyed the majority, and Yang Xiao said to everyone: "Regarding the nature of the annual meeting, we will synthesize everyone's opinions, and finally have to be approved by the relevant state departments, so let's talk about it here today, let's talk about other issues first, do you have any other ideas?" ”

"Can I tell me?" At that moment, a very young man stood up.

His name is Yang Yun, and he is in his early twenties this year, but he has been writing science fiction for four or five years.

"Naturally! Please speak! Yang Xiao glanced at Yang Yun and said to him with a smile.

"I think since the annual science fiction conference will be held next year, can we have an exhibition of domestic and foreign science fiction works at the annual meeting?"

"Science fiction exhibition?"

After hearing Yang Yun's suggestion, everyone was stunned.

That's a good suggestion!

If this science fiction annual meeting has this, it is bound to bring a lot of influence.

"I think it's doable!"

"I think so too"

"I agree....!"

"I agree!"

Soon, the idea was embraced by many sci-fi fans present.

And at this moment, He Yun also immediately said: "President Yang, Editor-in-Chief Liang, I think this idea is worth considering, about foreign science fiction, we don't publish a lot in China, if there is such a good opportunity for everyone to learn more about foreign science fiction works, everyone can also increase their knowledge!" ”

"Hmm..... It's a real idea worth considering! Yes! I will write this suggestion into the proposal and submit it to the relevant state departments for approval when the time comes! ”

.......

After that, everyone put forward some personal ideas and opinions one after another, and Liang Dakang and Yang Xiao also adopted them one by one.

After everyone finished eating, at the warm invitation of Liang Dakang and Yang Xiao, they went to the Kyoto Observatory again, and it was not until more than ten o'clock in the evening that everyone went home, and there was no house to live in, so they went home with the science fiction fans in Kyoto.

As for He Yun, he naturally invited a few science fiction fans from Tianjin City to the courtyard.

It's just that, for various reasons, they didn't agree.

He Yun was not reluctant, so he had to return to the courtyard alone.

This day, afternoon.

He Yun was just about to rest for a while, when he saw a knock on the door of the courtyard.

He immediately left the study and opened the door of the courtyard.

When he saw that the person standing at the door was a little familiar, he was stunned, and the next moment, he thought of something, and immediately said; "Editor Zhang! Why are you here today? ”

"Quick! Please come in! He Yun smiled, immediately got out of the way, and invited someone into the courtyard.

The person who came was none other than the editor Zhang of the former Jie/Fangjun Literature and Art Publishing House.

"Comrade He Yun, excuse me! I came here today mainly to ask about your part, and now ......"

"Still writing! What's wrong? Editor Zhang, is something wrong? He Yun didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and immediately asked.

"How many words have you written? Is there more than 100,000 words? As soon as Editor Zhang heard He Yun's words, he immediately asked.

"100,000 words?" He Yun shook his head and said, "I haven't written so much, it's only about 80,000 words!" ”

"Eighty thousand words? That's pretty much it! In this way, you proofread these 80,000 words as soon as possible, and we will arrange for you to publish them as soon as possible! ”

"What? Publication? Why so suddenly! I finished writing about 300,000 of them, which is less than a third? Why is it going to be published? ”

As soon as he heard Editor Zhang's words, He Yun suddenly became a little anxious.

It's too sudden!

He Yun really couldn't figure out why?

"Comrade He Yun, I'm really sorry, there is something wrong with our publishing house, so...."

"But don't worry, our editor-in-chief said that we will definitely publish all of this book, but this book will be divided into three single books!"

"Oh..... That's right! All right! I'll try to finish it within a week! He Yun thought about it, and finally said to the editor Zhang in front of him.

It can't be helped, now it's all there is to it!

Although He Yun didn't know what was wrong with their magazine, it didn't matter anymore.

Publish separately, publish separately!

At least to be able to publish it!

Besides, it's no wonder they're not going to be able to do that, because they're so slow to create it.

"Then thank you so much, Comrade He Yun! Hope you understand! ”

"Understood! Naturally understood! ”

He Yun smiled and said.

"That's right! I have something else to tell you! Last time you said about donating books to veterans, our editor-in-chief has done it, and the books have been sent to every veteran, a total of 500 copies! ”

"Five hundred? So much? Could it be too much! ”

"Not much! Not much! We've already discussed it within the magazine! Besides, this is just a drop in the bucket for all veterans in our country! ”

"Yes!" When He Yun heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.