Rebirth 07: Start adding points from elementary school students

Chapter 262 Age is equal to the halo of pretense

"Hello, is this Li Yan?" The flight attendant walked to Li Yan's seat, squatted down and asked.

"Correct."

Even though Li Yan is 180cm tall, has excellent body proportions, just the right amount of muscle, and even has a handsome face that looks like he is 18 years old.

But once this voice came out, it was confirmed that he was a minor.

The flight attendant also made a cute expression for some reason and changed her tone to a gentle one: "You have applied for the escort service for minors without adults. We will pay more attention to you. If you have any needs or doubts, please tell me in time."

"My parents insisted that I buy it, but you don't really need it, just work normally."

"It's okay, it's all our duty. If you want a drink of water, remember to tell me."

Oh no, she didn’t understand what I meant by “do not disturb” and thought I was a good and polite kid.

“Is there a charge for water?”

"Of course it's free," the stewardess smiled and stood up, "How cute, I'll get you a bottle of mineral water."

But... cute?
Li Yan actually just wanted to take a good look at the scenery outside, especially after reaching the clouds.

But this flight attendant was very dedicated and always came to chat with Li Yan, and even sat in the next seat to her later.

I don’t know if I can get away with it by using the title of “accompanying a minor”.

Or is it that Mr. Li is too handsome?

But I'm a minor.

"Little handsome boy, why are you flying alone?"

Many passengers on the plane have chosen to close their eyes and rest, so the flight attendant may have a lot more free time.

"My parents live far away, so we won't go together."

"What are you going to do?"

"Receive the award."

The stewardess's expression turned curious, her eyes sparkling, "What award? So impressive?"

"…An award for a mystery novel."

"Do you want to go to the capital to collect it?"

"Ah."

"Oh my god, you're only in junior high school." The stewardess moved her face a little closer.

No, sis, your breath is a little hot and your perfume is a little strong.

If Li Yan were 18 years old now, he might analyze the possible composition and temperament of the perfume, and take the opportunity to praise the part that suits the stewardess, and then recommend a niche, expensive and awesome perfume and say it would be his honor to give a bottle to the right beautiful lady.

Very oily, but very effective.

But Li Yan is only 14 years old and doesn't know anything about perfume.

Moreover, he liked the subtle fresh scent on Wei Yunzhi's body even more, even though he knew that it was just the smell of shampoo and shower gel.

So he closed his eyes, indicating that he was a little sleepy and wanted to rest.

Then I clearly saw the reluctance in the stewardess's eyes - let's just understand it as regret for not having the chance to slack off.

Li Yan thought that her young age would be a great weapon for showing off, but she didn't expect it to work so quickly.

I’m afraid it will become a halo effect next.

The plane landed smoothly, and when Li Yan was taking her luggage, the flight attendant came over to help.

"Can you get it down?" asked the stewardess.

That's weird, guess who put it there?
When I got to the door, the flight attendant was still waving goodbye.

Li Yan didn't dare to think too much about it. He just thought that this sister thought it was easy for him to avoid bother her so she was happy.

Unless she comes up to me and says, "Add me on WeChat," then there's nothing to say.

Beautiful stewardess's hunting plan for handsome underage boys.a……jpg
Wait, what is this WeChat?
Li Yan, who was walking on the way out of the airport, was suddenly stunned.

Aren’t they all QQ? Why did this name pop up?
However, when I think about it carefully, I still can't capture anything.

Why didn't QQ dominate? Did Penguin actually let others take a share of the pie?

He has always believed that after occupying the social market, due to the particularity of the social environment, the cost of learning new software is too high, and mainstream social software must belong to Penguin. He didn't expect that there would be something that would shake it in the future!

It’s impossible that this thing called WeChat was also created by Penguin, that would be so crazy.

Li Yan inexplicably gained strong confidence and became more determined to directly overturn the table and create a new ecology.

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello, is this Mr. Fenda?"

"it's me."

Doesn’t this voice sound too young?

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little slow to react. He hesitated for a while before speaking fluently again, "We are the airport pick-up team of Jinghua Hotel. You can call me Xiao Wang. The license plate number is..."

Li Yan responded twice, and from a distance saw a young man in a white shirt and black trousers holding a sign that read "Publishing House Joint Summit" with a phone in his hand.

"I saw you." Li Yan hung up the phone and walked away quickly.

But the license plate of the bus next to it doesn’t match...but the license plate of the black Volkswagen next door does.

What? A special car? This Xiao Wang is very young, probably in his twenties.

As a driver who specializes in parking and picking up guests at Jinghua Hotel, he never thought that one day the name "Xiao Wang" would be inappropriate.

"you……"

"Call me Xiao Li, Brother Wang, I am Fenda."

Is this... young man? In addition to the guests in the first row, only the four first prize winners are eligible for special car pick-up.

Is this one of them?

Li Yan knew his doubts.

"Yes, I am the first prize winner of this year's Supernova International Mystery Literature Award, and my pen name is Fenda."

Comrade Xiao Wang woke up as if from a dream, quickly opened the trunk, and helped Li Yan carry the luggage in. When he saw Li Yan opened the car door by herself, he apologized awkwardly.

"Um, Mr. Li..."

"No, no, no, I'm still young. If you don't want to call me Xiao Li, just call me A Yan."

"Brother Yan, I didn't expect the first prize winner to be so young. That's amazing." Xiao Wang seemed to be a talkative contestant. "He looks like he's 18 years old."

"I'm 14."

Xiao Wang's good professional qualities ensured the stability of the car.

Shangjing is very large. Although the Jinghua Hotel is not located in the city center - building a new restaurant with more than 30 floors there is really a hell of a task - it is also on the "urban-suburban boundary".

Li Yan was stunned when she heard Xiao Wang introduce the "suburbs". The high-rise buildings and dense residential areas on both sides looked more luxurious than the city center. You tell me it's called suburbs?
After driving for about forty minutes, the road became narrower and narrower, there were more and more cars, and the speed became slower and slower. Li Yan knew that they were almost there.

He originally thought that the Jinghua Hotel would be particularly eye-catching, but there were quite a few newly built high-rise buildings here, with blue glass one after another, making it difficult to judge at first glance.

These are the long legs that belong to the city, charming and eye-catching.

When Li Yan was writing a series of articles about cities, he looked up a lot of information, and as the capital, he naturally had to take a look at Beijing.

He knew that he was actually in the "newest" area in the entire Shangjing. The real core area was developed too early and had too much history that needed to be preserved. It was also a political center, so there was not much room for new business.

"It's the building in front." Xiao Wang introduced. The car turned a corner and five big words "Peking Hotel" were clearly hung on the building.

As expected of a hotel that was completed just two years ago, it exudes a sense of luxury.

It would be better if the facade was not in the style of an ancient palace, as it looks a bit disconnected from the top and bottom.

As soon as the car stopped, a man in a suit with a walkie-talkie came over to open the door. When he saw Li Yan getting out of the car, he was stunned for a moment before saying "Welcome".

There were two rows of etiquette ladies standing at the door, each of them wearing a simple cheongsam, with a bun on their hair and a white jade hairpin, standing tall and graceful with a smile on their face.

With this large white staircase and the magnificent antique facade...

Hiss, why does something feel wrong?
Two rows of etiquette ladies said "Welcome" in unison very politely and bent down and stretched out their hands, motioning Li Yan to enter the lobby.

As soon as I entered the door, a capable woman in a white suit handed me a bottle of mineral water, which was labeled "Original Product" with the words "Jinghua Huacai".

"Hello, are you here to attend the Joint Summit of Publishers?"

Li Yan nodded. In fact, there was a banner hanging at the entrance of the hotel, with instructions next to it, and a huge signboard as soon as you entered the door. There was really no need for someone to follow.

He certainly didn't know that it was simply because he arrived late that the group of staff members had to work as two people at the peak time at 10 a.m. and were so busy that they vomited.

Under the guidance of the smiling lobby manager Lina - as her name tag read - Li Yan walked to the check-in window.

"Can you please provide me your ID card?"

Li Yan handed it over safely.

Lina handed it to her colleague without even looking at it, and then she heard a cry of surprise:
"Ninety-five?!"

Lina was stunned for a moment and took the ID card to confirm it repeatedly.

"You, uh..." She didn't know what to ask.

"I am the first prize winner of this mystery literature award. I was invited to attend the award ceremony. As you can see, I am 14 years old, a minor." Li Yan nodded. "I only found out on the way here that you need to be an adult to check in at the hotel. The invitation letter and the instructions did not mention this, and they did not ask me to provide personal information... That's the situation."

"You...you came here alone? Without a guardian?"

"No, it's just me."

"Sorry, please... please wait a moment." Lina turned around and explained into the intercom.

Soon, a handsome man with slicked back hair and wearing a gray suit trotted up to Li Yan.

The name tag showed that this person was the head of the business department, named Alpha.

It sounds very wise.

He showed an exaggerated smile, shook Li Yan's hand very naturally and exchanged greetings, then turned around and scolded Lina: "The distinguished guests of the conference do not need the usual management? You don't know how to adapt at all!"

Under his guidance, Li Yan's check-in was incredibly fast, and she received the black-covered room card in the blink of an eye.

"1205?"

"Twelfth floor, come on, the elevator is this way, I'll take you up." Alpha maintained a professional smile, slightly bent over, holding two file bags in his hands, "Here are the conference agenda and hotel-related materials, please take them. If you need anything, you can dial 001 from the hotel landline, the hotline is answered 24 hours a day."

Very professional, brother! Li Yan asked himself if he could do this job.

"Although I shouldn't ask guests unnecessary questions, I still can't help but sigh that all the participants here today are heavyweights in the cultural industry. You are truly... a young talent."

Li Yan smiled and said, "I am young."

(End of this chapter)