Rebirth Game Tycoon

"Look, look! Who is that on stage? Why do you look so young?"

"Yeah! Is that a student? How did you get a student on the podium?"

"Can you make a mistake? This is too courageous!"

"No, didn't you see the man who sent him up personally? That's the editor-in-chief of "Sci-Fi World"!"

"The editor-in-chief personally sent him up? God! What did he do in his last life? Did he save the world?"

Compared with the various speculations and arguments of the audience in the back row, there was a deathly silence in the front three rows of guest seats.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't understand why Editor Hu would put that young man on stage, and he was still someone who no one knew.

The black-faced uncle Ji Hu was also stunned. From the moment Lu Menglin took out the guest card, he had some doubts about the identity of this teenager.

This kid has a guest card and lives in the same room with him, but he is so young, who is he holy?

Master Xiao Wang was equally shocked. He originally thought that the other party was a lowly salted fish, he could let him round and flatten it, but he didn't know that he was actually a giant crocodile, only to show the tip of the iceberg, so scared that he almost didn't urinate.

I thought that Xiao Lu would show his timidity when he came to the stage, but he didn't know that he was sitting on the stage peacefully. Although he was young, he was quite a general. This made Editor Hu feel even more frustrated.

In the eyes of others, the identity of this teenager is even more mysterious.

The host, Lu Feng, was still in a state of discomfort, because of the absence of Elder Tang, especially if the level or prestige he added was not enough, it would make other Dajia feel very upset.

On the rostrum at this moment, there are a total of five distinguished guests. They are several cadres from the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the Publishing Bureau. Among them, the highest rank is Liu Changqing, the Deputy Minister of the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department.

This Vice Minister Liu is a great god who was invited by the magazine with great difficulty. If the number of guests sitting on the rostrum with him is not enough, who dares to bear the look of the Minister.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed again. Editor Hu took Lu Menglin, a half-old child, up.

Wait for the host Lu Feng to recover, good fellow!They are already sitting steadily.

The other five guests all looked sideways, wondering just how sacred this young young man is, that he would be lifted to such a height by the organizer.

Lu Feng suddenly murmured in his heart, thinking about Hu Yiming, Hu Yiming, you are always crazy, whimsical, all kinds of unreliable, what is this place?When is it all?Do you actually lead a little baby to the stage, deliberately wanting the leaders to go crazy?

However, Lu Feng thought about that, and immediately recognized Lu Menglin.

Because this young author impressed him too deeply, whether it was the work or the rush before, made him feel that this young man is very special.

Now that this moment has come, the arrow is on the string and I have to send it.Lu Feng had to bite the bullet and walked to the front of the stage.

"Hello everyone! I am the host of this conference, Lu Feng! The conference is about to officially begin. Now I will introduce the important guests of this conference."

"Please, City Party Committee Propaganda Department, Vice Minister Liu Changqing!"

"Please, Chairman Xu Jiayao of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles!"

"Please, Xing Chao, Director of the Publishing Administration!"

"Please, Mr. Xu Changjiang, the president and editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" magazine."

The first five heavyweight guests were introduced one after another. When Lu Menglin was introduced here, the host Lu Feng deliberately sold it, paused, and grinned bitterly: "As for the guest below, I believe that you are the best. Most of my friends don’t know him. However, I believe you who like "Sci-Fi World" magazine should have seen this issue of the cover story "Anti-Matter War", this is a rare masterpiece, and even more rare, this The author of this article is only seventeen years old."

"He is... the author of "Anti-Matter War", Lu Menglin!" The host Lu Feng deliberately stretched his tone, bit his scalp, and solemnly introduced.

There was an enthusiastic applause from the audience.

The readers in the back row applauded desperately, because for the simple ones, it is already great to write such an excellent novel, not to mention that they are still a seventeen-year-old boy.

With such a young and excellent author, I must be able to write more and better works in the future to feast their eyes on them, so these readers will hold the most sincere applause.

Afterwards, the first three rows of guests in the audience also burst into applause one after another, and then grew stronger and stronger, and finally merged into the torrent of applause from all directions.

Uncle Ji Hu naturally did his part. The first one applauded on the right side of the guest seat, and the other editor-in-chief named Hu gave applause on the left side.

The guests in the first three rows were still a little bit clueless. Seeing that the applause became louder and louder, sweeping the audience like a torrent, they applauded one after another.

It seems that the magazine is going to praise the young man in the bar, at least in the scene, everyone is also doing it.

In the end, the deputy minister Liu Changqingliu sitting in the center of the rostrum slowly stretched out his palms, followed the rhythm of everyone's applause, and began to applaud.

The big BOSS applauded, and the host Lu Feng felt as if he had taken a reassurance. The tune was set, and the crisis was successfully resolved.

Lu Menglin sat on the rostrum, facing tidal waves of applause, facing countless pairs of curious eyes, but he still maintained a state of composure, even in the mood to lift his teacup and take a sip.

At this time, in the last row of the venue, female college student Gui Qin was completely stunned.

Despite the thunderous applause, she had a weird illusion that turned a deaf ear to ears, just staring at the guy on the stage.

"No, it won't! This is not true! It must not be!"

"That damned fellow, how could he trample on my dignity again!"

Gui Qin looked normal, but at this moment, there was a thunderous shock in his chest.

In any case, she did not expect that she would encounter such an enchanting existence after a random encounter on the train.

That tall figure represented a level that he couldn't reach even if he studied hard for ten years. The deep feeling of powerlessness struck her heart, making Gui Qin feel weak, and at the same time filled with boundless regret.

If I could seize the opportunity at that time and have been persevering to please that guy, maybe I could share the glory of the moment.

It’s a pity that there is no such thing in this world. Guiqin has mixed feelings in her heart. This feeling of chaos and heartbreak is like winning a lottery prize, but discovering that the number is wrong. Missing a lucky number is really breaking .

"So handsome! Guiqin, the author of "Anti-Matter War" is so handsome! The meeting will be over soon, I must go to him for an autograph, are you going?" The female companion next to him has made no secret Exuding a nymphomaniac, asked Gui Qin.

There was a dry, bitter smile on Gui Qin's face. She wanted to say that I was sitting next to him last night for most of the night!

It's a pity that she knows that no one will believe it. Even if she believes it, she will call her too idiot. With such a rare opportunity, why not have a relationship with that glorious figure on stage?

"Student Guiqin, what's the matter with you? His complexion is not very good, is the air inside is too stuffy, or should I accompany you out for a walk?" The Sunshine boy who accompanied him asked with concern.

Gui Qin directly turned his face to the side, really too lazy to care about him.

Just before, she was still considering whether or not to accept this senior who had good conditions in all aspects, especially if the other party could get tickets for this luxurious annual meeting, which gave her the illusion that the other party was very capable in Beijing.

But now, when she saw the hateful and glamorous figure on the stage, she could no longer consider the boys around her, and only deep regret and jealousy remained in her heart.

The one who shared the same jealousy as Guiqin was the Master Xiao Wang sitting in the third row of guest seats.

He claims to be a young generation of new fantasy novelists, and is a well-deserved leader in connecting the past and the next.

It is a pity that he was not invited to the stage and appeared as the main guest. Instead, a little-known boy turned out to be born with a halo.

This kind of taste made him feel like he was slapped in the face severely.

Especially just now, he took the initiative to stand up and questioned the identity of this important guest in public.Looking back on it now, it was a fool to get home.

He can even imagine that this matter will soon be a laughingstock in the circle. Although he doesn't mind being scolded, but the other party is a new generation of writers younger than him, which makes him enthusiastic, and It's unbearable.

The introduction of Lu Menglin's identity was just a small episode at the opening of the annual meeting, and it quickly returned to the normal process.

First, Vice Minister Liu of the Municipal Party Committee, sitting in the middle of the rostrum, gave an opening speech, and then several heavyweight guests on the rostrum gave short speeches.

Of course, Lu Menglin didn't need to speak, and he wouldn't be so stupid that he would take the initiative to speak on such occasions because it was purely a matter of choice.He was at ease in front of the mascot of the rescue field, sitting on the podium with a smile on his face, just keeping his image.

The conference was on the right track and proceeded according to the normal process. After several heavyweight guests gave speeches, Xu Changjiang, the president and editor-in-chief of "Sci-Fi World", would give a report.

The President’s speech mainly introduced the achievements of the magazine in the past year, as well as the prospects for the future, etc. It also specifically mentioned the need to vigorously cultivate and support the younger generation of new authors, connecting the past and the next. Let the power of science fiction be passed on from generation to generation.

The people in the audience listened and naturally grafted the content alluded to in this speech to Lu Menglin's body.

As for the Uncle Jihu, laughing all the time in the audience, the whole person was already laughing to the point of twitching.