Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 202 Must Be Low-key
A few people chatted until the meal time, and went to the hotel together.

Since many writers in the province sign in in the afternoon and have dinner in the evening, the dinner at Jiangcheng Hotel is also very richly prepared.

Qin Xiong has seen and eaten a lot since his income has soared, but here, he can still find some novel food.

He served the plate, just like Liu Lao Lao entered the Grand View Garden, wandering around and choosing.

Moreover, in order to taste as many foods and varieties as possible, even if he saw something he particularly liked, Qin Xiong only picked up a small amount.

After a plate was full, Qin Xiong found a seat by the window and sat down.

Here, he can directly enjoy the scenery on the side of the East Lake through the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

At the same time, he also saw that many writers, like himself, wandered among various delicacies, carefully choosing the food they wanted to taste.

When tasting food, Qin Xiong found that the taste of these meals and snacks was particularly neutral and mild, not particularly sweet or greasy, even if he didn't particularly want to eat it, he could easily eat it.

The various side dishes and fruits here are also of high quality and taste very comfortable, especially the chicken soup and fish soup here are amazing.

The chicken soup is slightly lighter than the famous He Sheng Chicken Soup, and it tastes very fragrant, while the fish soup has no fishy smell, and the whole is milky white, fresh and delicious like milk.

Knowing that the opportunity to eat in this kind of state guesthouse is relatively rare, Qin Xiong also ate generously to make his belly full.

After eating, he checked the news in the group, and found that Zhang Wenshan and Li Fei had also come.

However, neither of them came in for dinner, but were stopped by some friends at the hotel entrance, and they went out to eat out together.

Qin Xiong originally wanted to join in the fun with the past, but after a little inquiry, he found that those guys were all masters of drinking, so he quickly retreated.

For a person who is allergic to alcohol and does not drink at all, it is really difficult to mix in front of a group of drinking buddies.

If you don't drink, you don't give face, if you drink, you don't give face to your body, so keeping a respectful distance is the wisest choice.

Back at the hotel, Qin Xiong found that his roommate had also come. His real name was Yu Feiyang. The two had never met before, but they chatted in the association group, and they quickly became acquainted.

"What are the arrangements for the evening? I heard that there will be a banquet." Qin Xiong asked.

"No, I spent the whole night working on the manuscript yesterday, and now I just want to lie down for a while and recover my blood." Yu Feiyang said.

"Then you are really hardworking." Qin Xiong said.

"I can't help it if I don't fight. There are few updates, and I can't keep readers. Moreover, my biological clock has been upside down. I have a meeting tomorrow, and there is a high probability that I will fall asleep." Yu Feiyang said.

"If you sleep now, you will definitely not be able to sleep at night." Qin Xiong said.

"It doesn't matter, adjust it if you can, and add coffee if you can't adjust it." Yu Feiyang.

"It's not easy to come here once, we still need to find opportunities to get in touch with everyone more." Qin Xiong suggested.

"Hehe, thank you. In fact, I know them quite well. I used to live in Jiangcheng, and we often get together in private. This time, you are a newcomer, so you can get in touch with them more." Yu Feiyang said .

Qin Xiong nodded, and privately searched the other party's pen name on his mobile phone, good guy, let's click on the great writer who has already become famous.

As for himself, now he is just a Twelve Heavenly King. Although there is a high probability that the Great God is on the way, it is not yet after all.

Because he had just finished dinner, the association group seemed relatively deserted. Qin Xiong had already saved the manuscript, so he didn't want to write it now, so he simply lay on the bed and read with his mobile phone.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was in Aite himself, and he clicked on the group chat, and Zeng Jing, the president of the Provincial Tennis Association, reminded everyone: "The vice chairman of the Provincial Writers Association is here, and I want to go to the room to see everyone, please get ready... "

Qin Xiong quickly got up from the bed and woke up Yu Feiyang who was about to fall asleep.

"The leader checks the sleeping room, hold on a little longer." Qin Xiong reminded.

"The official meeting will be held tomorrow, what are you looking for today?" Yu Feiyang muttered while getting up from the bed with difficulty.

As soon as the two of them cleaned up neatly, there were knocks on the door.

Qin Xiong opened the door, and the vice chairman, accompanied by President Zeng Jing, extended a hand to himself with a smile.

Qin Xiong quickly shook hands with the leader.

After a brief conversation in the room, a group of people left quickly, which seemed to be a routine courtesy visit.

Then, Yu Feiyang continued to lie down, and Qin Xiong didn't want to read, so he went to the group to pretend to be familiar.

Soon, everyone made an appointment to walk around the hotel at night.

It was too hot and rushed during the day, so everyone didn't enjoy the scenery well. Moreover, the night view of East Lake is also very good.

By this time, almost all the members of the association who are about to participate in the meeting have arrived.

Just such a casual appointment, there were more than a dozen appointments, both men and women.

Although Qin Xiong visited once in the afternoon, in order to further promote his Writers' Village, he still bit the bullet and went over there.

"East Lake has big waves and deep water, everyone, please don't swim. Also, be careful when walking at night, don't fall in." Seeing so many people going for a walk in the dark, President Zeng Jing quickly reminded in the group .

"Understood, there are lights by the lake, thank you for reminding the president."

However, when a large group of people walked out of the hotel, they were quickly persuaded to leave by the hot wind outside.

"It's really hot today, it's already eight o'clock in the evening, and the wind is still hot!" Someone exclaimed.

"This is on the edge of the East Lake, and there are many green trees. It's going to be placed in the downtown area. I'm afraid it will be hotter now, so why don't you go?"

"No, I'm going back to turn on the air conditioner."

"It's rare to come here once. We haven't visited it yet. Even the Huoyan Mountain must be visited."

"Yes, yes, let's go."

Since Qin Xiong was in charge of the association's internal work for a long time, he counted the number after seeing the situation. There were four men and seven women, a total of eleven people. When he came back from a stroll at night, he had to have this number, otherwise he would have to call the police to find someone.

Seeing that everyone was chatting very eagerly, Qin Xiong didn't rush to speak out, but just silently followed behind the crowd and listened quietly.

The provincial Internet Writers Association is different from the city Internet Writers Association. If any of these guys who came to the meeting today were thrown into the local association, they would all be overbearing like the chairman and vice president.

Compared with these well-known Internet celebrities like them, Qin Xiong can only be regarded as a newcomer.

When chatting, Qin Xiong can also feel the gap in his background.

There are many news or allusions in the industry, and everyone is basically familiar with them. Everyone knows who the big guy is, what kind of temperament, what kind of reputation is, and only Qin Xiong is confused.

After all, more than half a year ago, he was still a real slut. With his strength and rank, he had no access to many inside stories, and no one would tell him deliberately.

In addition, when everyone talks about copyright, it is basically the exclusive copyright of the gods such as game copyright, film and television copyright, and overseas copyright.

Although their own audio and comic copyrights have already been sold, in their eyes, they can only be regarded as entry-level copyrights, and it is estimated that they only have animation copyrights, which can barely make them take a high look.

So, everyone walked and chatted for more than ten minutes before they noticed a handsome tall man behind them.

"Who are you? What are you doing with us? Are you also an internet writer?" A young female writer stared at Qin Xiong and asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Compared to you big guys, I can only be regarded as an internet writer at best." Qin Xiong explained.

"Oh, what kind of works have you written?" The other party found out that he was also a fellow, he was secretly relieved, and asked again.

"Although I have written a lot, most of them are on the street. Only the most recent book has made some achievements." Qin Xiong said.

"What book is it, let's hear it."

"*****." Qin Xiong said in a low voice.

"Damn it, it's actually this book. The performance of this book is quite impressive. No wonder looking at your face, I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere before. Have you been interviewed by some people?" The female writer was suddenly shocked. shouted.

The other party's deceit immediately alarmed everyone who was chatting, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

"Well... everyone, go on, I'll just join in the fun with you, soak up your fairy spirit, there is no other meaning..." Qin Xiong.

　Thank you Comrade Tang Seng for your reward, and thank you Xuanyingfeng for your monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)