Rebirth 07: Start adding points from elementary school students

Chapter 264: Experience the feeling of being the top girl in a brothel
The shopping mall in the hotel is very similar to the various "souvenir shops" in the airport.

It can be equated to a scam store.

Li Yan visited two or three stores and lost interest.

He was originally thinking about going out for a walk, but his cell phone vibrated and interrupted the idea.

It was a text message addressed to “fenda” from Supernova Publishing House, asking Li Yan to provide her real name and a brief personal introduction.

...Why not just ask for real names and self-introductions when communicating via email?

The text message finally answered his doubts: Shh, please don’t tell anyone else, let’s keep the suspense until the end.

The people who participate in the reasoning competition should be a group of young people, who are quite good at this kind of self-entertainment.

If you really want to do something fancy, don’t ask now. When the time comes, invite “fenda” to the stage, and Li Yan can just say “Hello everyone, I am a junior high school student”. Wouldn’t that be very effective?

He casually edited: Li Yan, male, 14 years old, from Xinbei No. Middle School in Linjiang Province, is a junior high school student and loves writing.

Just sent it directly.

In order to maintain the suspense... Zou Yang might have already prepared to talk about this matter with Li Yan tonight.

I walked around aimlessly, looked at the sign of "Hua Cai Hall" on the third floor, and went up the stairs with an idea.

When the waiter at the door heard the young man holding the meal ticket ask "What dishes are there", he was really confused.

"We won't know the details until the banquet begins, dear guest."

"Is it a buffet?"

"...We won't know until the dinner starts," the waiter said with an awkward smile, "I'm sorry, we really don't know the arrangements in the kitchen."

uninteresting.

Li Yan shrugged and went back to his room to start writing.

I guess the leaders are all very busy at this time, right?
Even Zou Yang, who had an appointment for dinner, called and said that he had to go out for a while and would go straight back to the Huacai Hall.

Dinner time arrived quickly, and Li Yan, who came downstairs at 4:50, was once again the last one to arrive.

"Shit, I thought I was too early."

He gave the meal ticket to the waiter at the door, tapped the room card, and finally walked into the Huacai Hall.

It was bright and magnificent, and there was a lot of noise, with guests chatting at each table.

The waiters were busy but orderly as they came and went carrying large and small plates.

It was not a buffet, and I saw a seat distribution board as soon as I entered the venue.

A large number of cultural celebrities from all walks of life have been invited, and the organizers and co-organizers have a group of staff, as well as positions for journalists.

There were about thirty tables, including a large oval table in the center, and there were probably two hundred people attending the meal.

So the location is not easy to find.

A beautiful woman in cheongsam walked up to Li Yan and asked, "Which seat are you looking for?"

"Fenda's location."

"Fenda? Which group?"

Although this beauty is enthusiastic, she is not very polite.

"Inferentially, Supernova held that competition."

"The author, right? The author is in Section B, here," the beauty pointed to the lower left corner, "Look, table B2, Fenda is there. It will be much faster to find a seat if you memorize the sections. Go quickly."

Carry...on your back?
Li Yan suddenly realized something. She looked at the 90% of people in the audience wearing white shirts and black trousers, and then looked at the remaining 10%, which were also shirts of various colors.

He himself was wearing a black polo shirt and black sports straight pants.

What a coincidence, the waiters on site were all wearing black polo shirts...

Damn, this polo shirt of mine cost 1,200 yuan! I really take this event seriously!

There are no water cards on the table. It's just a meal, and playing water cards seems too serious.

There were already five people sitting at table B2. Li Yan was about to pull out a chair and sit down when he heard a polite man wearing square glasses say to him, "Hello, waiter. Please change these chopsticks. They look a little dirty."

Li Yan smiled, sat down, and waved to another waiter who just passed by, "Hello, please help this brother change his chopsticks."

A quick-witted man in a hat laughed out loud, "So he's a writer too. What a misunderstanding, what a misunderstanding. Xiao Lu, why don't you have a drink with him?"

The gentleman called Xiao Lu apologized repeatedly, "The meal hasn't started yet, why drink wine? Why drink tea? What's your name, brother?"

"Uh...real name or?"

"Of course I'll say the pen name first." The man in the hat was very enthusiastic.

"fenda. FENDA."

The water in the gentleman's hand shook and a few drops fell out. The smile on the hat man's face froze. A fat man with a dark complexion was also stunned - his shirt looked very stressful.

"Fenda... Are you Fenda? The one who participated in the mystery literature award? The one who won the first prize?" The gentleman's voice became shrill.

"Well, it's me."

The man in the hat slapped his forehead and said, "Oh my god, you are so young... I am Yong Wenjun, and he is Bai Ma Yin Qiang Lu Yuping. We are the second prize winners of this competition."

Wow, this pen name matches his real name quite well.

"I am Fenda Li Yan."

"I'm the crazy young man Wang Hang, the winner of the best short story award." said the fat man.

Li Yan thought of many sad things in his past life for a moment and stopped laughing. He even wanted to share the news with Wang Hang from New Taipei No. 1 Middle School on the spot.

The other two also introduced themselves. One was a frequent contributor to "The King of Mystery", and the other was the author who won the grand prize in an overseas mystery novel competition last year.

Considered a senior.

"Actually, when you came over, I was guessing you were Fenda." The hat man Wenjun said with a smile, "Because I noticed you pulled out a chair and prepared to sit down. Actually, there are two other authors at our table who are both well-known authors in the mystery circle, Brother Yun and Brother Ji. Although I don't know them, they have been famous for a long time, so there is no way they are so young."

...Brother, although the theme of this table is reasoning, there is no need to force it.

"But it's still shocking. I can't wait to read The Puppet Master's Thread. We all guessed that Fenda would be a well-known old author, but I didn't expect..." said the gentle man Lu Yuping. "They are all on stage to give a welcome speech, why haven't the other two come yet?" Li Yan wondered.

Wenjun smiled and waved his hands, "The hotel arranged seats according to relevance, but everyone has internal relationships, so they may not sit accordingly. They are both supernova authors, and normally they would go over there and sit with the editors. So I was wondering at first whether you were a relative of a leader and were brought here to play together, but then I was thinking..."

Li Yan ignored it and was thankful that the heads of the four major publishing houses had already lined up on the podium and began to deliver their welcome speeches.

The words were all clichés. It wasn't an award ceremony. There were phrases like "friends come from afar" and "work together to create a better future". There was nothing nice to hear.

The only thing Li Yan had eyes for was the menu in front of her.

It was very exciting, it seemed like there were all kinds of cuisines, as well as some that incorporated Western styles. The soup also had a confusing name, "Jinghua Yipin White Jade Soup".

The key point is the soft-boiled mantis shrimp that Li Yan and Yang Chengzhang had eaten once, and this dish is something he has been thinking about very much.

He loves seafood, especially the rich umami flavor, which is very addictive.

After President Ma finished his speech, the whole audience burst into applause, and the meal could finally begin.

Wen Jun, who was very good at handling things, stood up, filled the glasses with wine, and said to everyone loudly: "Meeting is fate, everyone, let's go, especially Xiao Lu, you mistook brother Li Yan for a waiter, why don't you drink three glasses as punishment?"

Li Yan smiled and waved her hand to indicate that it was not necessary, but she found that others had already stood up with their wine glasses.

Can you all drink?
He also took a special look at other tables. A bunch of people were drinking orange juice and Coke, and there was not even any wine at the leader's table.

Instead, there was some wine on the author's table.

The atmosphere was so tense that Li Yan could only stand up with the water cup in hand.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I really can't drink. I'm underage."

Lu Yuping was so shocked that he spilled two-thirds of the wine in his hand.

This subconscious operation...good trick, bro.

Wen Jun took his bowl and chopsticks and sat next to Li Yan and poured him a glass of orange juice.

"This is incredible, this is too incredible," he shook his head repeatedly, "You are underage, and you are in high school? I always thought it was incredible for a college student to win the first prize, but I didn't expect..."

"I'm in the first grade of junior high school. I'm fourteen years old this year. I was born at the end of the year, so I started school relatively late."

……

Li Yan regretted it, and he became the center of everyone's attention, with questions coming one after another.

Everyone's curiosity about him was off the charts, and they talked about everything from his novels to his real self, and then back to his novels.

Li Yan originally wanted to make up a story, but later found that the made-up story was not as good as telling his real experience, so he simplified it.

Then he watched others perform the same work over and over again with a look of shock on his face, wondering why his own work could not compare.

"It turns out he is an extraordinary genius."

Things like “once in a century in human history” have come out.

Li Yan’s inner thoughts: This is just the beginning. They will be embarrassed if I praise them so much.

The repeated questions made Li Yan unable to concentrate on eating. What’s more, soft-boiled mantis shrimp is a relatively difficult dish to eat as it requires peeling the shell.

The people who asked him questions basically put down their chopsticks and asked seriously, so Li Yan could only put down his chopsticks and answer seriously as well.

Damn, he gets four things to eat for one question, and he has nothing to eat after debating with so many scholars?
I was too lazy to pay attention to it. Although someone seamlessly asked a question like "What do you think of the three great masters of the golden age", Li Yan just picked up a piece of mantis shrimp perfunctorily.

"Li Yan!" Zou Yang came over with an unfamiliar middle-aged man.

Damn...he could only put the mantis shrimp in the bowl.

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth!" The visitor laughed and shook Li Yan's hand, "Zou Yang, you are so lucky to be in Linjiang."

Li Yan smiled awkwardly and chatted with the deputy director of the Shanghai Municipal Bureau of Culture, Radio, Film and Television.

Then he was taken on a tour by Zou Yang and greeted some cultural system leaders whom Zou Yang knew and cultural celebrities who had close ties with Linjiang.

I have to say that Zou Yang's influence here is indeed average, at least he didn't bring Li Yan to the main table where he was sitting.

As he said, Linjiang basically follows the Southern system and has never had close relations with these publishing houses.

After walking around, Li Yan’s face became stiff from smiling, and she finally returned to her seat.

After this circle, he walked out looking like a top prostitute in a brothel.

"I have a feeling that having this meal with you today is the time when the gap between us is the smallest." Comrade Kuang Shao wiped his mouth and said.

Damn, are you all full?

It was very thoughtful...a little bit was left for each dish.

The big leaders at the main table had already left through the side door with smiles on their faces. I don't know what they were discussing now.

I haven’t even taken a few bites of my meal.

Li Yan sighed helplessly and was just about to put the shrimp in the bowl into her mouth when she heard another voice: "Li Yan!"

"You must be Li Yan, right?" The man wore rare round-framed glasses and had a thin figure. "It's true that heroes have always emerged from youth! I'm Feng Chuiyun. I heard that the first prize for this year's mystery is won by a young man who is not yet an adult. I came here specially to see him. He's very handsome, amazing."

Please change your words, great writers.

I just want to eat mantis shrimp!

That night, as everyone was gradually dispersing, Li Yan, who was quickly eating the leftovers, experienced for the first time the price of pretending to be cool.

Even if it's passive pretense.

That night, Li Yan, who felt hungry after taking a shower, decisively left the hotel and sat down at the soy milk shop opposite which was about to close for a break.

Why not choose something else to eat?
Because I want to be authentic.

The boss smiled when he saw Li Yan, "Young man, is this so rare?"

"A bowl of bean juice, a fried dough stick, a sesame seed cake, and a candied ear."

Life is all about experience.

When Li Yan swallowed the first mouthful of soybean juice——

Ding!
[Willpower +1, Level 61 skill, points]

(End of this chapter)