Five minutes ended in the blink of an eye. Before Lin Han could appreciate the moon and the other planets, he had to stand up from his chair. He breathed a sigh of relief without any loss.

Suddenly returning to reality from the vast and dazzling universe, the gap is a bit big.

Just as Lin Han was calming down, the light flashed and turned off suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, and then a recorder appeared.

Liu Yang is a reporter of Yanjing Evening News. As a regional newspaper, Yanjing Evening News has a small readership, and the daily circulation remains at around 50,000 copies because it has too many competitors.

It is dull and boring, without any surprises or joy, and almost rarely publishes exclusive news. Most of the reports are lagging behind. This can be said to be a newspaper for elderly care.

Liu Yang, who just joined the newspaper family, is a fresh graduate this year. He is ambitious to change this situation and make the newspaper lively.

Although he repeatedly encountered walls, he did not give up easily. When he heard that the National Science and Technology Week was going to hold an exhibition at the National Culture Palace, he volunteered to come and interview.

Of course, more qualified journalists are happy to save trouble. What is the best interview for the annual Science and Technology Week? It is nothing more than saying some official words and clichés. You can even read pictures and write a press release without going to the scene.

The crowded ethnic culture palace was noisy, and Liu Yang took a camera and took photos of these popular projects and thought about it seriously. Although he was passionate, he was not stupid.

If such reports alone cannot splash a slight splash, only relatively fresh things can arouse the interest of readers.

But he looked left and right and didn't find any highlights, but instead he was a little upset by the excited discussions of the children.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk to another place, he suddenly found that Lin Han, who had just stood up from the chair, looked like a star, which made him feel particularly familiar.

"Which star is it? I always feel that I have seen his photos, where have I seen it?" Liu Yang felt that the handsome young man with a job sign in front of him must not be a well-known actor, otherwise the masses here might surround him.

Liu Yang thought carefully, and then he found the work card on the man's chest with sharp eyes, name: Lin Han, position: member of the China Science Writers Association!

It turned out to be him! Lin Han, the most popular science fiction novelist in the country, happened to be Liu Yang who also saw Mars rescue in CCTV's news, and knew that the person in front of him seemed to rarely accept interviews or appear in front of the media.

The opportunity should not be lost, and no longer comes. Liu Yang didn't care about it. He took a few photos first, then rushed forward and placed the recorder in front of Lin Han: "Teacher Lin, do you have time to accept an interview now? I am a reporter from Yanjing Evening News, this is my reporter's certificate."

Lin Han, who was confused, touched his face. Could it be that he had become a big star and could be recognized by reporters when he came to participate in an exhibition.

But since they have been discovered, he was embarrassed to refuse, so he nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to hurry up, I still have something to do."

The people next to them looked here curiously. The reporter and the person who were interviewed wanted to know Lin Han's identity.

"There is news online that Mars Rescue will be adapted into a movie soon. Is the producer sure? After the website revealed that several major Hollywood film companies are actively trying to get it. I believe that many readers are more concerned about this issue. Who can play the leading role well?"

Lin Han himself didn't know the answer, so he pursed his lips in helplessness and said, "I am still negotiating with these film companies. I definitely hope that my book can be adapted well. If there is any progress, I will announce it on Weibo."

Liu Yang looked at Lin Han’s work card and asked, “I just noticed that you are a member of the China Science Popularization Writers Association. Did you join recently?”

"Yes, it's an honor to join the Popular Science Writers Association. It's my honor to be with so many writers."

These answers are stable, and the explosive points that Liu Yang wants are not reflected at all. He turned around and said, "I wonder if you have read the latest New York Times. You occupy two positions on the book sales list they just released last week."

This surprised Lin Han a little. He never thought that robots could still maintain their sales list. He thought it would be sluggish after the outbreak last week.

"Two positions? Are there ninth and tenth?" Lin Han joked. He really couldn't imagine the scene of winning the championship overseas, it must be a fantasy.

Liu Yang shook his head, and he smiled and said, "Martian Rescue No. 8, I, robots No. 10, and the two books appeared on the New York Times bestseller weekly list at the same time. You are the first among Chinese! And the Chinese version of Martian Rescue No. 1 in the domestic sales list. This is your first time to top the sales list, and it is worth congratulations."

When he was saying these words, his tone couldn't help but be slightly too high, as if it was because he was too excited and everyone around could hear Liu Yang's words.

At this time, a young man with glasses next to Lin Han suddenly screamed in surprise: "Wow, you are Lin Han? Write about Mars Rescue and the Lin Han in Jurassic Park?"

Many people at the science and technology exhibition overlapped with the science fiction readers. They were yelled at this, and many people turned their heads and looked at it. Lin Han actually appeared here?

This is similar to suddenly someone shouting Jin Yong's name at the exhibition site. Of course, Lin Han's fame is still a long way from Jin Daxia.

Before Lin Han could react, he took out his book and pen from his schoolbag: "Lin Han, I especially like your novels. I bought every book and read. Can I finish writing Jurassic Park now?"

"Yes, I like your novels very much, and this fantasy era is still with you."

"Lin Han, sign me with an autograph and sign it in my laptop."

"I want it too, I want it too!"

"Are you really Lin Han? Ahhh! You are so handsome. I have become your brainless fan. Sign me first and I will go buy books later."

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Not everyone brought Lin Han's book with them, but after being certified by these readers, the people watching the fun around them also reacted.

Some children joined in and squeezed in from below, and some onlookers, regardless of whether they knew Lin Han or not, held the paper or notebook in their hands and wanted an autograph.

He was surrounded by so many people at once, and Lin Han used a different pen to write his own name on the books, papers, and even toilet paper he handed over. It was difficult for him to get out of trouble!

In a few minutes, everyone in the Cultural Palace knew that there was a writer named Lin Han who wrote science fiction novels over there. The scene order suddenly became chaotic. There was no one in the virtual reality experience technology, and the whole crowd was crowded with Lin Han.

Lin Han, who was in the center of the vortex, never expected things to turn out like this. He kept shouting: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze forward! I'm not a star, everyone stand firm!"

The readers who signed the name in front couldn't get out, and the people who didn't sign in behind squeezed forward again, cursing, crying and screaming intertwined! To be continued.
Chapter completed!