Chapter 206 Exchange Meeting

Du Ziyuan gave the boss some money, which was regarded as compensation for Xiaojin's props, and then continued to hang out with everyone. Afterwards, Tang Junhao took them to several more interesting places, and everyone had a good time. They also brought gifts for Ning Hanlu and Nie Xue.

After returning to the annex, Lin Yuyan borrowed the kitchen to prepare a table of meals for everyone. The first time they ate Lin Yuxie's food, Sister Yanyun and Tang Junhao were beyond shocked. Then he immediately buried himself in the binge eating, not even leaving a space to speak, for fear of missing a bite.

Du Ziyuan took out drinks such as cola, iced black tea, etc. He didn't dare to take beer, God knows what kind of ghost Yanyun pine nuts will turn into.

"I sort of know what you meant yesterday." After eating almost to the end, Yanyun Songzi said to Du Ziyuan while touching her round belly.

"After eating such delicious food, how can I eat other people's dishes in the future." Tang Junhao also said with emotion.

Seeing what his sister said, Long Zi immediately ran to Lin Yuxiong and asked her to teach him how to cook. Lin Yuyan nodded, but did not refuse.

So Longzi ran back to Songzi excitedly, and said to her: "My lord, Longzi can learn to cook such delicious dishes in the future, and cook for my sister every day, okay?"

Yanyun Songzi just wanted to touch her head as a reward, but Long Zi then said: "As a reward, I only need you, sister, hehehe, let Longzi touch her whole body every day, hehehehe... "

What responded to her was Yanyun Songzi's sharp hand knife and: "If you continue to talk, believe it or not, I will burst your mouth with a sword? Four!"

"Oh!" Long Zi immediately covered his mouth, and stood there obediently, not daring to speak any more.

But the way Du Ziyuan looked at her didn't look like she was afraid, but rather had a little expectation.

[What a strange sister. 】

At this time, Tang Junhao suddenly said: "By the way, do you have any activities tonight?"

"No? What's the matter?" Du Ziyuan asked.

"Isn't the Qifeng Festival going to start soon? Except for the people from Aolan Country, the rest of the contestants are almost here. Although everyone is a competitor, some of them are here to make friends. After all, they are both popular writers, and each has a huge readership base, wouldn't it be great if we could exchange chapters and tweets?"

When Du Ziyuan thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case. The novel still needs to be promoted through various channels to achieve results. The popularity of writers who are eligible to participate in the Qifeng Festival cannot be low. A friendly recommendation is completely worth a strong advertisement. Naturally, many people do not want to miss this kind of win-win thing.

"so what?"

"So, tonight there will be an exchange meeting in the novel area, and representatives from many countries will attend. There will also be some entertainment activities to help everyone communicate more easily and naturally," Tang Junhao said, "I have decided to Participated, are you going?"

Yanyun Songzi thought for a while, and said, "Go." Their Longying country has the smallest population, and the promotion channels are the most simple, so such a gathering is still very good for her. And you can check the strength of your opponents in advance.

Du Ziyuan saw that both of them had gone, so he had no choice but to say: "Then I'll go and have a look too, the venue of the exchange meeting is not far from here, right?"

"Of course not far, just a few hundred meters away."

"That's good." Du Ziyuan thought, anyway, he would just find a corner and sit there until the end.

...

In the evening, the three brothers and sisters came to the exchange meeting together. Because only the author can enter, Du Ziyuan didn't bring Xiaojin and the others over.

This is a relatively wide courtyard, and there are tables covered with red cloth everywhere, and the tables are full of delicious food and wine. When they came, it was already very lively inside, and novelists could be seen everywhere pushing a cup and changing a cup.

Tang Junhao is the most talkative, so he quickly integrated into those groups. Yanyun Songzi followed him, and was also very popular because of her outstanding appearance and her status as a rare female writer.

Du Ziyuan, who only planned to accompany them, did not participate. He took some food and found a darker corner to stay until the exchange meeting was over.

"Hi, hello." He just sat down when a voice came from beside him. Du Ziyuan turned around in surprise, only to see a young man with the appearance of a frail scholar greeting him tremblingly.

The light in this corner was already dark, and he didn't expect that someone would hide in the corner like him, so he didn't notice this first comer at first. He didn't notice him until the other party spoke.

"Oh, hello." Out of politeness, Du Ziyuan replied, and then stopped talking to him. He picked up the pastry on the plate, tasted it, and then spat it into another empty plate with a look of disgust.

He had prepared the empty plates in advance, and he tried them piece by piece, but none of the more than twenty kinds of pastries he had just selected could be eaten by him. Du Ziyuan, who was greatly disappointed, simply handed over the two plates to the waiter, and took out his reading pen to play with himself.

He has already gotten used to this thing, and it is easy to draw a few stick figures. He intends to make persistent efforts, if he can use this to complete the line draft, then he will be much more relaxed in the future.

The guy on the side was obviously startled by the way he vomited after eating. He couldn't help asking: "Excuse me, what's wrong with those pastries just now? Why did you spit it out after you tasted it."

Du Ziyuan glanced at him, and although he didn't like talking to strangers very much, he still said, "It's quite unpalatable."

"This is a pastry made by the imperial chef himself. Usually, only the palace officials can taste it!" He looked at Du Ziyuan in disbelief, obviously he didn't expect him to say that.

"So what about the imperial cook?" Du Ziyuan ignored him after finishing speaking.

This person didn't seem to be a sociable person either. Seeing Du Ziyuan's lack of interest, he didn't dare to speak to him, so he just sat there quietly. He glanced at Du Ziyuan from time to time, and then immediately looked away.

The exchange meeting went on smoothly, during which someone spotted the two of them, but after taking a look, they walked away. This kind of communication will actually sit in a dark corner and play by yourself, and others will not be interested in talking.

After more than half an hour, another person came over. A bench was placed in this corner. At this time, Du Ziyuan was on the far left, and the frail scholar was sitting in the middle. After a glance, the man sat on the far right.

This is a young man in his twenties, with a very outstanding appearance, and he has the demeanor of a cold-faced man. At this time, this cold-faced male god was holding a large plate of fried noodles...