Volume 140【Are You Coming to the Bar for Dinner Too? 】

(Who said I want a eunuch? I mean, friends who don’t like this book, it’s better to get together and relax, maybe you can come back to read it after a while.)

Although Fudan in 1994 was relatively remote, it quickly became lively when you walked a little southwest.

Last year, there were only two bars on the entire Hengshan Road, but this year it suddenly increased to dozens. This place has quickly become Shenghai's sanctuary for petty bourgeoisie. Many white-collar workers working in foreign companies come here for consumption after get off work, and many of them are foreigners who speak various languages.

"A glass of cider," Song Weiyang sat in front of the bar, turned to ask Yang Xiao, "What does Editor-in-Chief Yang drink?"

Yang Xiao said to the bartender, "Two glasses, thank you."

Song Weiyang introduced: "In the whole of China, there are now two bar streets. One is Huadu Baietan, and the other is Shenghai Hengshan Road. This Fulu bar is the best in Shenghai."

Yang Xiao asked: "Do you often come here for consumption?"

"Come here once in a while, anyway, it's not far from the school." Song Weiyang laughed.

The main reason is that the environment here is good, and there are no ghosts and ghosts. In Song Weiyang's view, a bar is a place to drink, there should not be a dance floor, and it should not be so noisy with heavy metal music.

It just so happens that this bar is very suitable for Song Weiyang's wishes. You can drink and eat, and there is a small stage where you can listen to singers singing campus folk songs or rock songs.

At this moment, a group called "Blue Wind and Sand" was jumping and jumping on the stage.

This broken group seems to still have two lead singers, one lead singer is called Huang Bo, and the other lead singer is called Hang Hang.

In the winter, Huang Bo was wearing a black translucent mesh shirt with flowing bangs. He looked like an idol singer. I can't finish it, I can live every day, month, month, year, and forever..."

Feeling the atmosphere in the bar, Yang Xiao commented: "Shenghai is indeed more developed than Rongcheng, and you can't even find a decent bar in Xikang."

"There are so many teahouses in Rongcheng." Song Weiyang laughed.

Yang Xiao also couldn't help laughing, the two belonged to Xikang fellow villagers, and they were free from restraint after chatting casually.

Yang Xiao said: "Classmate Song is famous in Xikang. I didn't expect to study in Fudan. When I first saw the name of the author of "Resident Evil", I thought it was the same name and surname."

"Why did Editor-in-Chief Yang come to Shenghai to look for me?" Song Weiyang asked.

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I'm here to find you and classmate Nie Jun. After listening to your storytelling in Xianghui Hall, I decided to only find you."

Yang Xiao is very smart. She not only actively expands the influence of "Science Fiction World", but also pays special attention to the cultivation of science fiction authors. As long as a potential author is found, either write a letter or call, or simply visit him directly, and help encourage the author when he is in a slump.

Song Weiyang and Nie Jun did not go to the Galaxy Awards ceremony. Yang Xiao immediately thought that these two were not hardcore sci-fi fans, so he came to Fudan in person to stabilize them and induce them to devote more energy to sci-fi creation .

Of course, Yang Xiao is not a saint either, she wins over the author while suppressing her peers.

When "Science Fiction King" was about to launch its publication this year, it specially sent people to Rongcheng to visit Big Brother. As a result, those people received a cold reception in front of Yang Xiao. Not only that, Yang Xiao also publicly declared that "Science Fiction World" edited by her is the only science fiction magazine in China.

Compared to Yang Xiao, Song Weiyang is actually willing to deal with her successor, Alai.

A Lai's "Dust Settled" was created when Yang Xiao was an editor, and later succeeded as the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World".

"What's the name of the story you told?" Yang Xiao asked.

"Three-Body Problem," Song Weiyang said.

Yang Xiao invited: "Can you write it out? "Science Fiction World" uses the best layout for serialization."

"Let's talk about it," Song Weiyang said, "Instead of talking about science fiction, let's talk about how to hold a Chinese science fiction conference."

"China Science Fiction Convention? I'm afraid it won't cause much reaction." Yang Xiao said.

Song Weiyang said: "What do you think? Shenghai is the venue for the science fiction conference. An official from the Propaganda Department of Shenghai City is my senior. I also have acquaintances at the Shenghai City Educational Station. I guarantee the green light all the way. It can be broadcast on TV. The "Science Fiction World" magazine is responsible for hosting it, and if we invite a few famous sci-fi authors and astronauts at home and abroad, it will definitely be a hit!"

"Sci-fi literature belongs to the minority, and there are not many followers." Yang Xiao was afraid that spending money would not be effective.

Song Weiyang smiled and said: "A series of popular science books such as "A Brief History of Time" suddenly became popular in the second half of this year, and will definitely become even more popular next year. These popular science books can turn many readers into science fiction fans. Some, the Shenghai Municipal Government will provide some, and Xifeng Company will sponsor some. I have a request that the science fiction conference must be named by Xifeng. We hold it every four years, and Xifeng has the naming rights for the first three sessions. The market is getting bigger!"

Yang Xiao was a little moved, and said after drinking, "I'll go back and discuss it with the president."

"No problem, just think about it slowly," Song Weiyang said, "It's best to set the time for the conference during the winter and summer vacations."

On the stage, Huang Bo had already sung "I Can't Stop Loving You", and there was sparse applause in the bar.

Song Weiyang took out 100 yuan and said to the waiter, "For the singing buddies, order a glass of Martell for each of them."

"Sir, what's your surname?" the waiter asked.

"Miangui, his surname is Song." Song Weiyang said.

Not long after, the members of the blue wind and sand group raised their wine glasses. Huang Bo raised his glass to Song Weiyang: "Thank you Mr. Song at the bar, thank you for your support, and give Mr. Song the song "Wish You Peace", I wish you good luck and smooth sailing!"

Probably because he was tired from dancing just now, Huang Bo changed to a lyrical song.

"Two more fried rice!" Song Weiyang said to the waiter.

As soon as the fried rice was served here, before Song Weiyang had time to eat it, Lin Zhuoyun and a young man came to the bar.

"Snapped!"

The young man snapped his fingers and said in Chinese with a strange accent: "A glass of whiskey without ice. Give this lady another glass..."

"Juice." Lin Zhuoyun said.

The young man smiled and said, "Yes, Juice."

Seeing Song Weiyang staring at the two of them, Yang Xiao couldn't help asking: "Do you know each other?" As soon as he asked, he immediately smiled, "I remembered, this beauty is the spokesperson of Xifeng canned food, every bottle of Xifeng There are pictures of her on the cans."

"Let me say goodbye first!"

Song Weiyang walked over with the fried rice, showing a surprised face: "Hey, Mr. Lin, you come to the bar to eat too!"

"Song Weiyang, why are you here?" Lin Zhuoyun was a little surprised.

Song Weiyang asked: "This old man is your friend?"

Before Lin Zhuoyun could answer, the young man stretched out his right hand: "Hi, I'm Alan, my Chinese name is Li Yalun, and I'm Chinese American."

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you," Song Weiyang said with a smile, "My name is Song Weiyang, and my English name is Arthur. I also have a friend named Galen, who is used to squatting in the grass and chatting."

"..." Li Yalun didn't know how to answer, and began to doubt his ability to understand Chinese.