Looking at Llorente running up panting, Linde raised his feet and said.
Zhang nodded in agreement, "I feel the same way as you, but this guy is so fat, I'm afraid he will damage my floor if he falls."
"Don't worry, the flesh on his body is very soft, enough to cushion the force and won't cause any harm to your floor."
Hearing Linde and Zhang Zhong discussing whether to kick him out, Llorente raised his hands in surrender and said, "I admit my mistake."
"If you really admit your mistake, get out of here and be more dignified." Linde said mercilessly.
"Then you'd better kick me down." Llorente spread his hands, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Several other people smiled and shook their heads. They really had nothing to do with this guy.
Being disturbed by Llorente, Zhang Zhong and the others could only stay on the second floor.
The reporters rushed in and missed it, and could only turn their heads to take pictures of Qin Zhao's autograph signing.
It is estimated that in addition to reporting on Qin Zhao's autograph signing in the evening, they may also write another press release with a title like "Famous science fiction novelist Lin De is full of lies and expects journalists."
In fact, many writers from all over the world have arrived in Jiangyang today, but most of them are staying in hotels. It is estimated that many of them are suffering from jet lag.
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"Tomorrow, Jiangyang City will usher in the annual World Science Fiction Convention. It is reported that in order for this convention to proceed smoothly, traffic control has been implemented on 12 roads in Jiangyang City. By then, there will be tens of thousands of people from all over the world.
Science fiction enthusiasts from all over the world flocked to Jiangyang..."
The World Science Fiction Convention is not just a city in Jiangyang. All media across the country are paying attention to this event, because this is the first time the World Science Fiction Convention has come to Asia, to China.
The next day, Zhang Zhong and his family did not sleep in. They got up early in the morning and rushed to the Tuwang Exhibition Hall.
Linde and Llorente checked into the hotel arranged for them by the conference last night near the Wangwang Exhibition Hall, so they were not with Zhang Zhong today.
Before the car reached the entrance of the Zhiwang Exhibition Hall, there was no way to go inside because too many people gathered at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and the traffic police blocked the road about 500 meters away from the venue.
With no other choice, Zhang Zhong could only open the car window and brush his face with the traffic police comrades.
Seeing that Zhang Zhong was sitting in the car, the traffic police let their car pass without saying a word.
This is not just a back door for Zhang Zhong. As long as you bring the special guest sign of the World Science Fiction Convention, you can go in with the car. You can't let those well-known writers park their cars far away and walk there like other people.
Putting aside whether the writer is tired or not, letting the writer follow the crowd will also cause confusion.
Zhang Chong didn't show his sign. All the traffic police in Jiangyang knew him, and his face was enough.
Even if Zhang Zhong is not a special guest, it is natural to let him in. After all, the entire Tiwang Exhibition Hall belongs to him.
The car drove all the way to the parking lot of the exhibition hall. Zhang Zhong asked his family members to go in and wait for them to walk for a while before he got out of the car.
He didn't put on any disguise and just walked swaggering among the crowd, so less than half a minute after he came out, a group of reporters gathered around him.
"Teacher Zhang, I heard that this exhibition hall is provided to the World Science Fiction Convention for free, right?"
"Mr. Zhang, there are rumors that you have officially accepted Qin Zhao as your student. Is this true?"
"Have you made any suggestions before about Qin Zhao's new book?"
"Yesterday someone spotted you with Linde and Llorente. Is it possible that your company can sign Linde and Llorente?"
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All kinds of questions were asked by reporters. Even if Zhang Zhong was in a good mood and wanted to answer them, he couldn't answer them.
The security guard next to him was pushing away the crowd in front, and he walked slowly and slowly.
The situation was much better after entering the exhibition hall. On the one hand, reporters had to wait outside for other writers to come. On the other hand, a small number of reporters could not get in because these tabloid reporters did not have invitations to the conference and were unwilling to spend the money themselves.
One or two thousand dollars.
Of course, there are still a few reporters who are unwilling to spend money. After all, there is not much money.
After coming in, Zhang Zhong faced fans more.
Compared with reporters, fans are much more self-conscious. Almost no one will block Zhang Zhong's path. They will just wave to him from the side, or at most shout Zhang Zhong's name twice.
This year's World Science Fiction Convention is a little special. The opening ceremony is on the first day, which starts at six o'clock tonight, but the Hugo Award presentation is on the fourth day.
Now the venue has been occupied by booths one by one. You can see the languages of many countries and the logos of many related organizations.
The transport plane suspended in mid-air in the large exhibition hall on the first floor has not been moved. It remains in place. There is a large poster hanging on the plane, which shows the mascot of this World Science Fiction Convention, the Blue Flying Bear.
The mascot is nothing special, just a blue bear with two wings.
Zhang Zhong has not understood it in depth and does not know what the meaning of this year's mascot is.
Under the transport plane is the World Science Fiction Convention's own booth.
In the past, the conference did not have booths of its own, which only started to rise in the past few years. Their booth area was large, but there was nothing.
Compared with the booths of other organizations, the conference booth is more like an information desk. There are many guidebooks for this conference on the booth, which mark the time and location of some important activities.
For example, Zhang Zhong's book signing will be held on the east side of the first floor, and will take place from 9 to 12 o'clock tomorrow morning, and will take three hours.
Zhang Zhong took an instruction manual from the booth and chatted with several staff for a while. Before leaving, the staff also presented Zhang Zhong with a commemorative booklet.
There is nothing unusual about this souvenir book, because as long as you pay the membership fee, you can come and get one.
I opened the guide book and looked at what important events there were this morning. I found Llorente's lecture. I saw that the time had already started and the location was on the west side of the second floor of the Zhiwang Exhibition Hall.
When he got to the second floor, he immediately saw the place where Llorente was giving his lecture, or to be precise, the place where people were queuing up.
The lecture was held in the Science Lecture Hall on the west side, and there were already many people lined up at the door.
Whether it is the World Science Fiction Convention or any other convention, projects with high popularity will definitely be queued up. It can be seen that Llorente still has a lot of weight in the hearts of science fiction fans.
Seeing Zhang Zhong coming, a young man at the end of the line asked in English, "Pz, are you coming to line up too? You line up in front of me."