Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan, who set off this musical storm, were happy to be quiet. They switched from the Hugu Lake Scenic Area to Daocheng Yading. This unique landform and original ecological scenery are fascinating.

Not only are there magnificent and sacred snow-capped mountains, but also vast meadows, colorful forests are also labels. The blue and transparent children reflect the most beautiful scenery of the snowy plateau.

Like the local pious Tibetans, Lin Han and the others hiked and circled the mountain under the guidance. Although they were physically exhausted, they were close to nature, making people feel that their body and mind had evolved.

Lin Han flew directly from Daocheng Yading Airport to Yanjing with some reluctance. He wanted to continue to play for a few more days, but the work matters are still important, especially when he was going to attend this year's writers' annual meeting.

As a full-time writer, Lin Han’s life is not as beautiful as the outside world thinks. He just carries a laptop and writes while wandering. It is the image of a movie or other literary and artistic works.

In fact, there are very few writers who can reach that level. Many writers are actually otaku. They are not because they have no money or time, but because they are too lazy to go and don’t want to go.

Yanjing in autumn is probably the most comfortable time of the four seasons, but this year's cold wave comes particularly early, with strong wind blowing by, and Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but shivering.

Her head was blown up, and she couldn't help but put the scarf on her neck down. The sweater on her body seemed to be unable to stop the cold wind here at all. "Winter is coming so soon?"

"I guess there is cold air coming from Siberia. When you go back at this time, you don't have traffic jams, just queue up and wait."

Lin Han is not a delicate person. He once wanted to arrange an assistant to come over in the studio, but he politely refused because he couldn't use it.

He doesn't go out to participate in many activities, so he just writes books at home quietly. Even if he goes out casually to the city or goes to exercise, he will be regarded as an ordinary citizen.

Except for a very small number of journalists, he is not as famous as his works.

Just now, in the long queue of them waiting for taxis, there was a young man dragging a suitcase holding a book "Three-Body Problem" and reading it carefully without wasting a slight time.

The two returned to the house that had been away for almost a week. Chen Jiaxuan was so tired that she was lying directly on the sand, but Lin Han was busy opening the window and cleaning up the house. She would have no idea if she didn't get a brand new look.

"Dear, your phone is ringing. It was a call from Brother Li. Come and answer it." Chen Jiaxuan, wearing slippers, quickly took the phone to Lin Han's ears.

Lin Han, who was busy cutting vegetables in the kitchen, quickly picked it up and said, "Brother Li, who is it?"

This was originally asked Chen Jiaxuan, but it was transferred from the phone to the other end of the phone.

"I said, you kid turned against others too quickly. It's been a long time since we last met, and we didn't know me anymore!" Li Wenyuan teased on the other end of the phone.

Lin Han suddenly realized and replied, "Who knew she would call you Brother Li? We usually call you mosquitoes. Today, the wind blows you over and calls me."

Li Wenyuan coughed twice, "Isn't this the writers' annual meeting soon? Most people have arrived in Yanjing in advance, so before the official annual meeting, we will have a small gathering. I have emailed you before, and there was no answer to QQ and WeChat inquiries, so I had to call you."

However, Lin Han twisted his neck, "When?"

"We can come here now. We are not only the sci-fi writers, but also the rest of the types of writers. You can come here to meet and know people."

Tomorrow is the official annual meeting, and today can only be considered a warm-up at best. Although some local writers in Yanjing have not received invitations to the annual meeting, they can come out to gather today.

After all, tomorrow is a very formal occasion and is not suitable for reminiscing and chatting.

Lin Han looked at Chen Jiaxuan and the scene in his kitchen that had not finished work, and couldn't help but speak, "Mosquito, I just flew back from Yading, Daocheng today. I'm so tired. I can't go to the party today. I'll say sorry to everyone."

"Can't you come here and say hello?" Li Wenyuan really thought about his little brother. One fence and three stakes are not a solution. "They are all very interested in you and want to get to know you."

To be honest, Lin Han’s sales this year are not the highest, but his popularity is definitely one of the best. From January to October, he is indispensable in the headlines of every month. Some netizens even joked that Lin Han and his science fiction were bought by Weibo and hot searches, and they always appeared on it.

There are not many young writers who have been amazing when they debuted, but like Lin Han, they spanned from a big director in the entertainment industry to a best-selling writer, and they wrote faster than anyone else and had better quality than anyone else.

Most of the writers are not young anymore, mainly middle-aged. Suddenly, Lin Han emerged from the army and was about to win the title of the most popular writer this year. Of course, he wanted to get to know this powerful writer.

Of course, many people may not necessarily have such simple ideas. They want to get close to Lin Han to learn from the scriptures. How can they make it popular overseas? Do they have any experience in copyright sales?

The copyright operation of both Lin Han’s films is jaw-dropping, especially "Jurassic Park". Now all the models around it have come out. The mosquito amber, which has a profound impact, has been turned into a necklace. It has just been pre-sale on Amazon, and the price is as high as $99 and has been booked for more than a thousand.

It uses the mosquito blood in amber to extract the dinosaur DNA, and then clone it, bringing the overlord of the Jurassic period back to the world.

Of course, so much amber cannot be truly unearthed natural amber, but now artificial amber is used to use machines, which are wrapped in lifelike mosquitoes with long-legged feet.

This is also the first prop that was exposed in the movie version of "Jurassic Park". It is confirmed that it will be used in the movie, just one of the peripheral knowledge expansions.

The conversation was a bit far away, and when he returned to the conversation between Lin Han and Li Wenyuan, Lin Han sighed, "Mosquito, I will meet them tomorrow. Isn't the annual meeting a place for socializing? Please tell me and Mr. Tong, see you tomorrow."

"Okay, you have a good rest, tomorrow will be your day of creation."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Han put his cell phone in his pocket, went to wash his hands and continued to fight with Caijiao.

Chen Jiaxuan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and asked curiously: "Why don't you go over there and take a look? Many of the people who come are your seniors. You should meet each other for reason."

"I would rather lie at home in a corpse."

...

At the same time, at the cafe, when Li Wenyuan returned indoors with his cell phone, a writer in his thirties asked, "How is it, does he have time to come?"

"He came back from a trip two hours ago. Now he is exhausted and will only come after he has good energy tomorrow. Lin Han asked me to say sorry to everyone."

"What the hell is that we begged him to come. If we don't want to come, just say it." Another writer murmured in a low voice, he didn't believe it was true.

There are twenty or thirty writers in the cafe, half of whom received invitation letters for tomorrow's annual meeting, while the other half are not qualified to enter.

Although writers are good at writing books one by one, they may not be able to cultivate their own character.

"There is such a big air, so many people can't invite him? The young people today have no rules at all, and they can't stand it in ancient times."

"Forget it, others really can't come. Why do you care about so much?"

"He doesn't come if he calls to invite him. How many people are waiting to be invited? This is not a place where even a cat or a dog can come. The entry threshold is high. He wants to come in the future, but he can't let him join."

Writers also have a certain small circle. If no one recommends it, it will be difficult to join it. Everyone has a slight xenophobic tendency.

The worst writers who can come to participate in the annual meeting of writers of the General Administration of Press and Publication have won national awards. There are two winners of the Mao Dun Literature Award in this cafe, and there are also several Shuren Literature Award (Lu Xun Literature Award).

The academic awards, Mao Dun Literature Award, Shu Humanities Award, and Cao Yu Drama Literature Award are also known as the contemporary academic awards. Only by winning these awards can you officially enter the palace.

For the people, the Contradiction Literature Award is their ultimate goal, because this award is only for long articles, and the number of words must be more than 130,000 words.

Most of this award is controlled by realism, with high music and fewer music. Not to mention science fiction, even the rest of the types cannot be involved. This is probably the private place for traditional writers.

Although these writers seemed to have a thorn in their hearts, they had no way of doing anything to Lin Han. Could they write an article to criticize him?

This is too much to make a big deal and cannot be done.

Li Wenyuan sighed secretly. Lin Han's popularity is really worrying, and I hope it will not have much impact.

...

The next morning, Lin Han, who was resting comfortably, resumed his schedule and started running after getting up and warming up.

When Chen Jiaxuan opened her sleepy eyes, Lin Han had already placed her breakfast on the dining table, and went to the bathroom to wash away the sweat from her body.

The plan for the day is in the morning. After running and flexing his muscles and bones, his fatigue disappears, and he is full of expectations for the writers' annual meeting at night.

"Starting at 7 o'clock in the evening, then you will get to walk the red carpet at 6 o'clock. The suits and leather shoes are ready, and they are hanging there. Are you sure you don't wear makeup? There will be live videos at that time."

While eating buns, Chen Jiaxuan muttered that the last time Lin Han attended the awards ceremony was at the Hugo Awards in Los Angeles. Because the distance was too far, there were not so many staff members, and the status was not up.

His identity is different now. In the annual most popular writer selection ended at 12 o'clock last night, he surpassed the rest of the domestic writers successfully elected with a score of 1.41 million votes!

It is nearly 10,000 votes away from the second place, and the number of votes in 10,000 votes can already rank in the top ten, which is so terrifying.

Although the most popular work of the year has not been announced yet, everyone has a vague idea that as long as nothing unexpected happens, a place belonging to Lin Han will definitely be indispensable.

However, Lin Han walked out in a bath towel, and he was not afraid of the cold. His strong chest muscles and six-pack abs were exposed to the air. He replied, "No need to put on makeup, I'm not an actor. Besides, I was the youngest and handsome group of invited writers. If I put on makeup, would I have to live with the rest of the writers?"

"Yes, you're much better than those wrinkled writers. Wouldn't it be a bit inhumane to let you over and crush them?"

"You're thinking too much. This time, most of them are well-known domestic writers. Most of them are the best in various fields, and only a small number of them are like me who are using sales. Writers all look at their works, and who sees their faces, they are superficial."

After eating and drinking, Chen Jiaxuan leaned on the back of the chair, "You won a Galaxy Award in China, but the rest of the awards are not as good as you. This is too much. Is it because you did not join the Writers Association? I don't think they will give these big prizes to someone who has not joined the Writers Association?"

Lin Han also frowned. This was not impossible. "I'll go and inquire. If this is the case, just ask how the National Writers Association joined."

It is now the annual writers' meeting, and Lin Han has no intention of writing "Three Body: Dark Forest". Anyway, this book exists in his memory, so you can write it out quickly.

In order to save trouble, he even wanted to write the third part directly, and during the New Year, he gave the remaining two parts to the audience, so that readers could enjoy the eyes, and this was given as a New Year gift.

After making a decision, Lin Han filled in the plan form, and there was no problem left in the remaining two months.

However, before attending the annual meeting today, he also asked the owner of the house in front of him to discuss the purchase of the house. He planned to buy the house as his temporary residence.

The location, property status, transaction price, delivery time, and property rights handling are negotiated by employees of Chen Jiaxuan Studio, and they have reached an agreement before.

Now it’s enough to wait for Lin Han to sign the house sale contract in triplicate. The house is located in a good location and elegant environment. Lin Han offered a price of nearly nine million to get it.

He worked hard for so long and paid it in a blink of an eye, and his deposits shrank by half.

After the contract is signed, the transfer is handled. Lin Han doesn’t need to worry about applying for review to the Housing Management Bureau. He can be a hand-off manager with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!