The bus drove for a while before stopping in front of a hotel.
It was a banquet. I thought it was private, but when I walked in, I saw several tables inside.
Reporters who had interviewed the exchange group before followed them like a shadow, taking photos first and then taking their seats.
Tang Yuewen leaned into Jiang Yulou's ear and complained: "Why are these reporters so haunted? You can see them everywhere?"
"It was probably arranged by Mr. Jin." Jiang Yulou replied.
In his opinion, in addition to being a writer, Mr. Jin was also a newspaper manager and entrepreneur, and all his actions were based on business. He hosted a banquet for the exchange group from mainland China. In addition to having a genuine desire to communicate, he probably also wanted to promote Ming Pao.
Jin Yong and his wife, Feng Xianzhi, Wang Meng, and several senior comrades sat at the same table, but Jiang Yulou didn't get a seat in line.
Although his grades are good, he is too young and has limited qualifications.
In fact, this is okay, he would be uncomfortable if he had to sit and have a meal with a group of old comrades.
Besides, he is hungry now and really has no intention of chatting.
Tang Yuewen said with a frown on her face: "You won't eat Western food again, I don't like steak and pasta."
Although Western food is the representative of high-end cuisine in Xiangjiang, not everyone likes it.
Jiang Yulou held the girl's little hand and said dotingly: "If it doesn't taste good, just eat some to give the host some face. Later, I will take you to a street food stall."
"Okay, there are so many delicious food at the roadside stalls in Xiangjiang. I hate myself for eating too much yesterday." Tang Yuewen cheered.
Jiang Yulou raised a finger to his mouth and said, "Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you. It's so rude."
"Oh." Tang Yuewen stuck out her tongue, so cute!
Fortunately, today's dinner is not Western food, but Chinese food. The dishes are quite rich and will satisfy everyone's appetite.
Not long after Mr. Jin came to Xiangjiang, he divorced his first wife. The second wife is a beautiful reporter. After the two got married, they started from scratch and earned a family fortune.
Later, he divorced due to emotional disagreement, and he married his current wife, who was called "Little Dragon Girl" by book fans.
Mrs. Jin is twenty-nine years younger than Mr. Jin. She is beautiful, elegant, beautiful and intelligent. She can get close to everyone in just a few words.
"You don't need to call me Mrs. Shengfen, just call me May. My husband used to come from the mainland, and I heard that there are many relatives still living in the mainland.
Alas, he has always wanted to return to his hometown, but he didn't know if he would have the chance. "
"There will be a chance." Jiang Yulou said: "Now that our government is leading the reform and opening up strategy, Mr. Jin's wish will be realized soon."
"Eh? What is reform and opening up?"
Jiang Yulou gave a brief introduction. He chose his words very carefully, saying only what was reported in the newspaper and not a word of anything else.
"Great, my husband will be very happy to know this news."
Jiang Yulou did not take this seriously. In his memory, Mr. Jin would have to wait until 1992 to return to his hometown.
Mrs. Jin then asked again: "Is Mr. Jiang also a writer?"
"Well, I have written several novels." Jiang Yulou said modestly.
ah?
Mrs. Jin was really surprised this time. She originally thought Jiang Yulou was a staff member of the exchange group, after all, he was so young.
Mrs. Jin smiled lightly and said, "Because of my husband, I also like novels. I wonder what works Mr. Jiang has written?"
"Oh, I'm quite ashamed. I have been writing for less than two years, and I haven't published any very good works."
"Really?" Mrs. Jin blinked, but she thought this was reasonable.
Jiang Yulou scratched his head and said, "Actually, my main job is to be a student, and writing is just a hobby."
"Mrs. Jin, don't believe what he says. Despite his young age, this guy is a top student at Yanda University. Although he hasn't been writing for a long time, he has written a novel that has sold more than 700,000 copies." An old comrade couldn't bear it. Zhu said.
"So Mr. Jiang is so amazing!"
A look of surprise flashed in Mrs. Jin's eyes.
"Not only that, he is also a poet and has published a collection of poems." Someone else added.
"Have you published a collection of poems?"
Mrs. Jin was no longer calm now. She originally thought she was just a young man, but she didn't expect him to be a literary giant.
Especially when a few of someone's poems were read out in public, Mrs. Jin's expression changed completely.
How to put it, well... it's like meeting a fan of your idol.
Jiang Yulou smiled bitterly. He had only been in Xiangjiang for a few days, and his underwear had been stripped off by someone, by one of his own people.
There was quite a lot of movement on their side, and even Mr. Jin noticed it.
At this time, Mr. Jin was chatting with Feng Xianzhi in a low voice.
He has a deep connection with the mainland, and he even had pen-and-paper exchanges with that person, so he was no ordinary person.
He glanced at Jiang Yulou and felt that this young man was unusual.
So, he pointed at Jiang Yulou and said, "Mr. Feng, is that young man also a writer?"
"Yes, his name is Jiang Yulou. He is the youngest writer in our Writers Association and the most popular writer in mainland China in the past two years." Feng Xianzhi nodded.
"Oh?" Mr. Jin asked in surprise: "Is this young writer writing serious literature?"
"No, it should be considered popular literature." At this time, Feng Xianzhi's concept of serious literature and popular literature became clearer.
Then, he introduced Jiang Yulou’s achievements in mainland China.
At this time, Mr. Jin's government was also moved, "Why don't you ask Mr. Jiang to come over and sit down."
Feng Xianzhi nodded, and Wang Meng volunteered and pulled Jiang Yulou to the main table: "Come on, come on, Yulou, Mr. Jin wants to talk to you."
After taking his seat, Jiang Yulou smiled and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Jin."
Mr. Jin smiled kindly and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang. I just heard from Mr. Feng that you are very good at writing novels."
Jiang Yulou smiled and said: "I can't compare with you. Many of your works have been adapted into TV series. Currently, I only have one work adapted into a TV series."
"Oh, if the work created by the author can be adapted into a film and television work, it will prove to be very popular with the public. Mr. Jiang is not simple. I just don't know which work he is adapting. If I have the chance, I would like to read it."
Jiang Yulou smiled slightly and said: "It is a spy suspense novel called "The Conspiracy"."
"Spy suspense novel?" Mr. Jin said in astonishment.
Wang Meng glanced at the two of them and interjected: "The most popular one in mainland China right now is "The Conspiracy". Not to mention the single volume has been a hit, and the radio drama has been replayed for the third time. It is being discussed all over Yanjing and even the whole country, and CCTV We are already filming the TV series "The Conspiracy", and I heard the investment is up to one million."
"Spy suspense drama?" Mr. Jin became interested.
The film and television drama industry in Xiangjiang is developed, but there are really no espionage-themed ones. He is really curious.
If it is really good, is it possible to introduce it to Xiangjiang and publish it in their "Ming Pao" newspaper?
