Before I knew it, it was almost half past five.

Xiaoxian didn't mention the lack of time, and asked Su Qingyue: "Mr. Su, do you think if fantasy is okay, science fiction is okay?" He said: "Actually, I have always wanted to write a space epic, but I have been hesitant about whether this will be possible.

Popular – will your game company like it?”

Suddenly I found myself having a deep conversation with Xiaoxian.

It actually entered his creative field.

Su Qingyue first confessed that he really likes reading science fiction novels.

From Asimov to George Wells, to William Gibson's "Neuromancer."

These works were often with Su Qingyue when he was a boy.

He then told Xiaoxian that his favorite author was William Gibson.

The philosophical contemplation brought about by The Matrix is ​​something he often fantasizes about.

But he also said: "But this market, in my opinion, is still far away from us." He said: "At least we dare not do this subject at the moment." He said: "But in the future, I believe it will be marketed.

The day of recognition.”

He said, Xiaoxian nodded and pursed his lips: "What you said is true." After saying that, he added: "Forget it, I will write fantasy in my next one, so that it can be easier." He said,

He also complained to Su Qingyue: "Actually, as authors, we definitely want to try many genres, but readers may not accept it."

After he spoke, everyone nodded.

I also feel that this is the reality and it doesn’t matter what he said.

When it was almost six o'clock, he looked at his watch and probably realized that it was a little late.

A little embarrassed.

He said, "Mr. Su, I have something else to do. Can you please say goodbye first?" He said, his face turned red, and he added, "The main reason is that I haven't cut my hair for three or four months. If I don't cut it, I will be a beggar."

"And he said: "And I made an appointment with my buddy tonight, and we haven't seen each other for half a year."

See he is determined to leave.

Su Qingyue stood up and shook hands with him.

The others went out together to see him off.

Xiaoxian kept saying: "My visit today was not in vain, I learned a lot from Mr. Su." He said, and then asked: "Mr. Su, when do you think science fiction will become popular?"

"I think it might be after the fantasy." Su Qingyue replied.

Actually, I'm not sure.

He feels that each generation has its own theme type, and their generation is martial arts.

Then the future theme type must be other.

They continued walking forward and noticed someone chatting with the front desk, who seemed to have something going on.

"Is it inside? Can you help me take a look?"

I heard him ask questions.

Look at him again, he is elegant, dressed in casual clothes, wearing black-rimmed glasses, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand.

He shouldn't be very old, like he just graduated.

The front desk person looked embarrassed and quickly explained: "We don't have the person you mentioned here."

"I know, I know, he is a visitor." He said hurriedly and sighed: "Forget it, I'll wait here."

As soon as he said this, everyone came out.

The more Su Qing felt, the man's eyes instantly moved to Sanqing Xiaoxian.

Before he could react, the man came over.

He handed over the notebook and pen and said, "Xiaoxian? Is it you? I think I read it right."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Sanqing Xiaoxian was also stunned immediately, scratched his head, his face turned red instantly, and asked: "Is something wrong?"

The man laughed and replied: "I am your fan! I have participated in Xuanhuan.com's activities in Jianghai." He said, and then explained: "You came in just now, and I was behind you. I feel like you,

I accidentally saw you signing the visitor's book, so I confirmed it was you."

Just say something else.

Su Qingyue never expected that a book fan would come looking for him like this.

However, compared to Qin Yuanyuan's fanatical fans, Su Qingyue felt that this person was quite qualified.

It's not that extreme.

Instead, Xiaoxian hesitated and laughed awkwardly.

He took the notebook and pen in a friendly manner, lowered his head and signed his name on it. Feeling it was inappropriate, he raised his head again and asked the other person's name, and then wrote: I wish Zhang Pei will smile widely and become a god one day.

Then he said to Su Qingyue: "Mr. Su, you are so considerate, and you have such an unexpected surprise."

"This is really not our arrangement." Su Qingyue hurriedly explained.

Zhou Ziyou also followed and said: "Xiaoxian, you have readers all over the world, you don't need us to arrange it."

Then the man named Zhang Pei also explained: "This is really not arranged. I don't know them. I am an intern doing art downstairs." He said, waved his hand and said: "You can come to us

Look there, it's 100% not like this." He confirmed.

"No, no need to read, I believe it." Xiaoxian's face became very embarrassed, and he said: "I'm really sorry for misunderstanding you." He apologized again, obviously not very good at dealing with offline communication with readers. Standing still

I was a little shy and didn't know whether I should leave or stop.

Or stop politely.

At this time, it was Su Qingyue who made the suggestion, "How about you two take a photo together?"

Only then did he come back to his senses and even said a few good words.

He looked at the surroundings again and said to Zhang Pei: "Let's be right at the door, in front of this sign, okay?" He asked shyly, pointing to the Yuedao Network sign.

The two of them stood over.

Zhang Pei asked Su Qingyue curiously: "What do you do? Are you a game company?" He said: "If you make a game, you must do it well. The world of "That Little Fairy Spirit" is very interesting, as long as

If it is done, we readers will definitely support it.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to observe so carefully.

But they are not prepared to reveal this trade secret.

He didn't answer him for a while.

It was Xiaoxian who said at this time: "We can't fully say this yet."

Zhang Pei said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I won't tell you."

Then the shutter clicked and they took a photo.

Xiaoxian's smile was very shy, very different from before.

After the group photo was finished, Xiaoxian looked at Su Qingyue, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Su, let's all come together?"

"Okay." Su Qingyue nodded and smiled.

Zhang Pei also laughed and said: "Then I really took advantage of it today."

Several people were standing in front of the background board while talking.

Face the camera with a smile.

Zhou Ziyou suggested that everyone shout together: "Yue Dao!"

Then the photographer started counting down: Three! Two! One!

"Yuedao!"

They laughed and shouted together.

At the end of the photo session, Xiaoxian left.

Turning around and going back to the office, his thoughts instantly returned to Ouyang.

Su Qingyue suddenly remembered a clue and asked Tian Zhong: "Have you called Ouyang's girlfriend?"

"No...no!" Tanaka shook his head.

"Fight! Fight now!"

"OK."

Tanaka dialed the number immediately. The receiver rang loudly and a long beep came from the phone. It was obvious that the other party had not turned off his phone.

Su Qingyue's heart skipped a beat.

I know that when I answer this call, I will be pronounced guilty.

At this time, a voice came from the phone, and Tanaka briefly explained who he was.

Then he asked: "Have you seen Ouyang these days?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, but there was a lot of noise around.

There was no response for a long time, and then he started sobbing and said: "He is still in there, he should come out immediately..."

"Inside?" Tanaka asked.
Chapter completed!