Chapter 3166 Something Big Happened!

"so big!"

Li Yao sighed towards "Tianma Lake International Convention and Exhibition Center".

This convention and exhibition center is located in a new development zone in Jiangnan City. It is large in scale and magnificent, with several gleaming silver buildings and strangely shaped buildings that make people feel like traveling to the future.

Even though the main venue is as big as several football fields, today's convention and exhibition center is still packed full of animation fans and staff from related manufacturers who came from all over the country and even the world.

Looking around, there are fanciful anime and fantasy culture fans in strange costumes everywhere. Like Yu Xin, they are dressed in colorful and exotic costumes, or they are dressed up as powerful magicians; or they are dressed up as spooky vampires; Or dress up as a beautiful and charming banshee; or dress up as a steel-framed robot armed to the teeth;

Some people swaggered around, walking around like no one else, showing off their exquisite self-made dresses, and some even made up short dramas with plots, which attracted a large number of audiences to watch. It was a scene of like-minded and happy people. Li Yao even saw a black man The guy is wearing a self-made "battle armor", and the palms and backs are still shining, and there is smoke from "嗤嗤"!

As an ordinary young man of the era, of course Li Yao has also been exposed to fantasy entertainment products such as animation, online novels, and science fiction movies. Or daydreaming, not as obsessed as Yu Xin and Zhao Kai. When I came to the animation festival today, I was emotionally infected by so many fans, and I also became interested, but I was carrying a plastic inflatable, known as "Hao Tian Zhi". "Sword" props, look here and there, it's new.

"Wow, it's so big!"

Yu Xin was also by his side, drooling, and casting wretched eyes around, "Look over there, look over there, that hammer is so white! No, I mean, that pair of combat knives is so round! Nope! , Oops, you can see it just by looking at it, I really want to suffocate to death in it!"

Li Yao was a little speechless, and said, "By the way, why do we have to stand at this place, it seems to be the door of the toilet?"

"You don't understand this. We are here to see Miss Sister, but everyone is dressed so fancy. Do you know who is Miss Sister and who is a big guy in women's clothing without taking off your pants? What if you are facing a certain succubus or The banshee drooled for a long time, but when she was in a hurry to urinate, she found that she went into the men's bathroom with you, and the guy was bigger than you when she took it out, is it embarrassing for you?"

Yu Xin said, "So, of course, we should stand at the door of the toilet first to find out which young ladies are the real young ladies, so that we can do it later... Don't look at me like that, I mean go up and take a picture with them, Be careful, leave a phone call and WeChat or something, it's always okay!"

"Um."

Li Yao looked at it absent-mindedly. Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he poked Yu Xin, "It seems that there is a musical being played at the booth over there. Do you know what it is?"

"Where is where?"

Yu Xin squinted his eyes for a while, and said, "Oh, it's "Legend of Super Cultivation". It's a very popular online novel. It seems that it has been adapted into comics and games recently. To advertise, not only arranged musicals, imitation shows and so on, but also novel authors will come to the scene later, signing books, that is the legendary master of Internet literature, if you can get an autograph back, Zhao Kai will definitely like it. "

""Super Comprehension Legend"?"

Li Yao subconsciously pressed his temple, and felt that his head began to ache again.

"Yeah, haven't you seen it? It's the sword fairy, the cultivator, the demon world, the demon world, etc. I watched half of it, and it's not bad."

Yu Xin said, "I have to ask Zhao Kai if I want to bring him a signed book, hehe, let him take care of my breakfast for a month!"

"Cultivator..."

Li Yao stared at the girls on the booth who were wearing the same clothes as those who were not, singing and dancing gracefully, and various sound and light effects created the scene of flying swords flying back and forth, and the mysterious light radiated all over the place. A distant world becomes clearer.

At this moment, there was a commotion from all around. Many animation fans and cosplayers took out their mobile phones, looked down, and talked a lot.

Yu Xin just took out his mobile phone to contact his roommate, but when he saw a message that popped up, he was also stunned, and said in disbelief, "Gilson is dead? No way!"

"Which Gilson?"

The second monk Li Yaozhang couldn't figure it out.

"It's the so-called 'butcher' Gilson, the author of "Blood and Sand", a serious fantasy writer famous all over the world, a real master, with a ruthless heart, merciless to the characters in his works, killing as soon as he says Famous, don't you know?"

Yu Xindao, "The name of the novel is "Blood and Sand", and it was later adapted into a series called "Song of the Abyss". It has become very popular in the past two years, and many people are chasing after it. If you haven't read the novel, you should take a look at the series." Bar?"

"When you say that, I just remembered. I've watched a few episodes of "Song of the Abyss", but I didn't know that the original was called "Blood and Sand", and I didn't expect that Gilson died."

Fantasy literature or all fantasy entertainment works in China are in the budding stage, and they have just reached the flowering stage. Even the world-renowned gods may not be known in the society, but this is the animation festival. Some tourists and spectators are enthusiasts in related fields, and naturally reacted extremely strongly to the collapse of Taishan Beidou in the industry.

Li Yao didn't react that much to the death of a foreign fantasy writer, but seeing many people discussing it, he said casually, "What a pity, how did he die?"

"It seems to be a heart attack. The old man is not young anymore, and he is fat. He spent all day killing and killing in novels. His blood flowed into rivers and his head rolled. He couldn't stand the stimulation. He had a heart attack in the middle of the night. ——It seems to be like this, the specific news hasn’t come out yet, it’s all gossip, let me check another website..."

Yu Xin lowered his head and swiped his phone, and switched to a senior fan forum dedicated to discussing fantasy entertainment works. Suddenly, his fingers and breathing stopped together, his pupils shrank to the limit, and his face was full of ghosts.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yao was taken aback, "You don't have such affection for this Gilson, do you? I remember that you like to read comics, but you are not particularly keen on reading fantasy novels and watching dramas. Why are you joining in the fun?"

"This is impossible."

Yu Xin murmured, "Is Yoshihiro Takaya dead too?"

"Why?"

Li Yao was puzzled, "Yoshihiro Takaya...who is it?"

"It's a manga artist from Fusang. His representative work is called "Forcing Colonial Hunter". He has been drawing on and off for 20 or 30 years, and killed many readers. I started reading it when I was in elementary school, and now I'm about to graduate from university. Nowhere in sight—this time it's never going to happen."

Yu Xin quickly scanned his phone, "The news has been confirmed by the Fusang police. It's not a mess of fake news. It seems that he was crushed to death by an out-of-control truck while going out to play mahjong. The whole person was crushed to pieces, beyond recognition, especially his hands, completely It's been crushed into meat sauce, oh, it's miserable!"

Yu Xin sighed and patted his thighs continuously.

It can be seen that for him, a veteran animation fan, the death of the Fuso manga artist is obviously more regrettable than the passing of the western fantasy novelist, but Li Yao is not quite sure whether he is crying or laughing, It is strange to lament the loss of a talented cartoonist and still say "good death" through gritted teeth.

The atmosphere of the anime festival was visibly tense.

In this era of super-developed information, even if you are separated by oceans, there is nothing that can stop the speed of news.

Soon, one east and one west, the passing of two masters in different fields, but who also brought infinite imagination and happiness to people, spread throughout the convention and exhibition center. Two not-so-easy topics came up. Calculating the time, it seems that the two masters passed away at the same time, not more than an hour before and after.

Although the mood was a little low, the series of links prepared by the animation festival could not be postponed. Soon, with the music and sound and light effects, the atmosphere gradually became warmer. In the "Super Cultivation Legend" game On the booth, the singing and dancing had just ended. Amidst the screams of hundreds of fanatical book fans or official sailors, the original author of the novel stepped onto the stage and started interacting.

"Thank you for your support. Without you, "Super Cultivation Legend" would not be where it is today. Thank you very, very much——"

The original author of the novel was alive and kicking on stage.

Li Yao watched him from a distance, but an ominous premonition came from the depths of his aching brain.

Crunch, crunch.

He seemed to hear a sound, and saw several unfixed screws break and come off one by one.

"No--"

Li Yao cried out, but he couldn't stop everything. He could only watch helplessly as a combined headlight weighing hundreds of kilograms fell from the sky above the booth, and smashed the original author of the novel who was promoting the game to the ground in front of countless people. .

...

When Li Yao and Yu Xin returned to the dormitory, they were like two shattered chickens.

An accident happened at the crowded animation festival. It was not a joke. The order at that time was in chaos. The two of them escaped with great difficulty. Yu Xin was squeezed out of one of his shoes, so he had to buy a pair of slippers for the time being.

"Dead, dead, something happened, something happened!"

His interest has not diminished at all, and he can't see the slightest hint of shock or sadness, but he knocks on the bed rail of the second child "Zhao Kai" in the dormitory and screams strangely, "Guess who died, I didn't mean Jill Mori and Takaya Yoshihiro, I guarantee you won't guess!"

"what!"

Zhao Kai poked his head out from under the quilt, pulled out one earplug, although his tone was dissatisfied, there was still a smile on his face, "Don't make trouble, I'm reading, what's the matter with me?"

"What book do you read so fascinated by?"

Yu Xin screamed, "You don't even know what happened?"

"I don't know. I've been reading books for the past two days. Hahahaha, this dog author's dog brain doesn't know what to think. It's quite interesting. I really believe his evil!"

Zhao Kai laughed happily, "I sincerely recommend you to watch it too. It's been a long time since I've seen such nonsense."

"Yeah?"

Yu Xin originally wanted to tell Zhao Kai about the accident at the animation festival, but now he was attracted by Zhao Kai's words, and said, "What book, who wrote it, I will read it when I have time."

"It doesn't matter whether you look it up or not, but Li Yao must do it, and you will have a big surprise."

Zhao Kai shook his phone at Li Yao, and said with a smile, "The title of the book is "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", and the author's name is, oh, he's a newcomer, and the name is a bit of a mouthful, what's the name 'Cultivating the Real Man'."