Mei Qian has actually been psychologically prepared for what he will encounter after the new book is released, but in his opinion, the situation will not be worse than it is now. At most, this case will be one more coincidence than the others.
As for whether someone will use this incident to question him for provoking the police? Even if he is living a lively life outside, he will be used to make trouble. Will he still care about this?
Just after New Year's Day, Mei Qian asked Maomao to show him any invitations to see if there were any worth visiting. Well, he had been keeping a low profile for so long, how could he earn some New Year's money?
But maybe he has been in seclusion for too long. It is said that Maomao used the rhetoric of rejection several times. For a while, not many people asked him to write or buy copyrights, and even fewer invited him to appear on the show.
And his demands were still high, and among the three melons and two dates left, none of them met his liking.
Either the copyright fee offered was too low, or he was asked to write a tomb-robbing script for an online movie.
It doesn't matter whether the investment in this online movie is high or not, the key point is that it took him three months to write a novel of less than 100,000 words, and he still has to make up a new story according to the other party's request. How about fun?
So, in the following days, he only accepted a few soft articles from the Weiwei official account, which was enough to collect the year-end bonuses for his two assistants.
Counting the novels that are serialized online every day, his life is no different from his previous days of seclusion.
Of course, I don’t have to leave my house. There were more frequent meetings a year ago.
Mei Qian has made a lot of money in the past few years, but he can only be considered a newbie in the circle. He rarely gets his turn to speak. He spends most of his time looking down at his phone. He doesn’t know a word of what was said at the meeting. Anyway,
It's quite easy to make up random thoughts and feelings.
The most important one is the "Xiadu Young Writers' Works Seminar" initiated by the Xiadu Writers' Federation. He had no physical works published last year, but he is also a formal member of the Xiadu Writers' Federation and is fully qualified to participate, even if he does not speak.
, it’s okay to join in the fun.
When he originally received the invitation letter before New Year's Day, he didn't want to respond. Seeing that his application to join the National Writers Federation was rejected! Can he not hold his breath?
Until a writer friend sent a message saying that Vice Chairman Yu, who pounded the table and refused to join him, would also attend.
Anyway, I have been bored at home lately, so Mei Qian immediately agreed, and when the day came, he happily got on the bus.
It's hard to let Ning Chi follow you this time. After all, it's a meeting of writers and everyone else is alone. What's the point of carrying a bag with a little brother behind you?
The meeting location was chosen at the Hot Spring Villa, fifty kilometers southwest of Xiadu, which is a relatively famous leisure resort.
The transportation is not very convenient, and there are no residential buildings or villages around. There is only a vast villa located on the top of a mountain surrounded by trees and rocks.
Especially in winter, when the mountains are covered with white snow, everything around you has a gentle and pure beauty. It is better than pure, and it is best to avoid the noise and sit quietly and contemplate your mind.
As soon as Mei Qian got out of the car, he breathed in a breath of cold but fresh air, which made him feel particularly comfortable after not leaving home for a long time.
Entering the conference hall, Mei Qian looked around. Although there were not many acquaintances, the others were just acquaintances. They exchanged pleasantries for a while before finding their seat.
I don't know which genius is so bad, so he was specially placed in the middle of the second row, just opposite a certain seat on the rostrum. When he raised his eyes, he could see the ugly face of Vice Chairman Yu above.
Although it is not good to take naps or play with mobile phones in this position, Mei Qian has been integrated into this circle after practicing for so many years. He has also read the works of many writers and really likes some of them. They will talk about their creative process and writing experience.
, can also attract him.
Therefore, except for the main and vice chairman speeches, which took a while, the rest of the time was not boring. On the contrary, the two people next to him began to talk in low voices about the most famous hot springs and fish spas here, and they talked very happily, which seemed good.
Huh? You won’t feel sleepy if you say this. Mei Qian began to look forward to the cocktail party and entertainment facilities in the evening.
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Those two people really got it right. After a simple meal, the meeting continued in the afternoon. At dusk, with a round of applause, the seminar finally ended successfully.
Then dozens of people rushed to the restaurant, where a sumptuous dinner was waiting for them.
Mei Qian originally planned to propose a toast to Vice Chairman Yu, who was unwilling to join the others, as a way to stimulate him. After all, the rejection of his application was the result of voting and had little to do with this guy, but who made his speech so irritating?
But after seeing the other person's face that had been blue all day, Mei Qian suddenly lost interest again. Eat and have fun, and finally go home honestly with the gifts.
If someone's hair is almost gone, it would be more pitiful if it falls out. If he gets angry, it's better to rely on him again...
The private room for dinner this time was different from the one at noon. It was not in the same building as the conference room, but was built on the cliff. The interior was luxuriously decorated and the environment was excellent. Mei Qian followed the crowd into the private room. What attracted him most was the large floor-to-ceiling windows.
Through the window, it is easy to see the lights scattered like stars in the distance. It is a pity that it is not daytime, otherwise the view would be more beautiful. Moreover, the indoor lights are too bright, which also affects the viewing effect.
At this time, Chairman Yuan, who was presiding over the meeting, was considerate that everyone was hungry, so he only said a few words briefly and waved to announce the start of the reception.
Mei Qian, who had been wandering around, heard the thunderous applause and knew it was time to eat.
Thoughts about the scenery outside were obviously not as attractive as the delicious food and wine. He was about to turn around and take a seat, but as soon as he looked away, his expression suddenly condensed. His cold eyes instantly turned to several people who were coming in carrying dinner plates.
The food was served to the waiter.
However, when his friend Yu Le saw that he was still standing in front of the window, he came up to pull him away, while still urging: "Qian'er, come here quickly, I must..." tonight.
But before his hand could touch it, he suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and then his whole body seemed to be floating, and he was suddenly behind Mei Qian.
Before he could realize what was happening, Mei Qian suddenly raised his leg and kicked the tray out of the front waiter's hand.
At the same time, the waiter's dagger hidden under the tray was exposed, and the other party obviously didn't expect that he would directly attack it, and was also stunned.
And in this moment of confusion, Mei Qian raised his leg in the air with a little more force, and hit the opponent's shoulder.
This move was so powerful and heavy that only the bones could be heard. It was obvious that the shoulder blades were cracked, but it was not over yet. Mei Qian put his right leg on the opponent's shoulder, and applied force with the other leg. He rose into the air and landed directly behind him.
Somersaulting, his left foot went from bottom to top, and cleverly kicked the man's chin.
Then the waiter didn't even let out a scream, and he fainted from the pain.
All this happened in a blink of an eye. When Mei Qian landed on his feet again, the tray that had flown into the air fell to the ground. The sound of "crash" continued, the plate on it was completely broken into pieces, and the soup from the dishes was spilled all over the floor.
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Those who were just holding pens in the private room only heard the strange noise and looked over one after another. But some of them reacted quickly.
Amidst several exclamations, he rushed towards Mei Qian...