What a joke, how could you not? This is the science fiction Galaxy Award.

There were five trophys on the table. Chen Yao took five photos from different angles with his mobile phone and shared them on his circle of friends.

Then, take out a box from the backpack behind you, put five trophys in, cover the lid, and stuff it into the backpack behind you.

The waiter served the dishes and walked over with a plate to put them on the table one by one. There were 9 dishes and 1 soup, which looked quite rich.

Chen Yao, Sun Zhennan and Luo Kun immediately picked up the chopsticks and toasted them for dinner, which was a small celebration.

After dinner, Sun Zhennan received a call from the company. There was some problem with the website server, and he had to go back to solve the problem. Then he left early.

Luo Kun asked while drinking green tea: "Mr. Chen, do you have time tomorrow?"

Chen Yao thought about it and said that tomorrow is a holiday. "Is there anything? What's the matter?"

Luo Kun said: "You just won the Galaxy Award and are very popular. Take advantage of the popularity and go to the library to do a signing party tomorrow."

Chen Yao nodded and agreed.

Then, Luo Kun took out his cell phone and called the Shenzhen City Book Purchase Center, asking him to preheat there.

The person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man, the general manager of Shenzhen City Book Purchasing Center, named Li Longgang.

At 1 noon, Li Long had just lying in the lounge for a nap, and there was a book called "My Wandering Earth 3" on his chest.

After answering the phone, he said in a daze: "Why did Lao Luo suddenly call me?"

Luo Kun is an editor of a famous publishing house and is well-known in the industry.

Luo Kun laughed and said, "Old Li, please prepare. A big man will go to your book shopping center to conduct a signing party tomorrow."

"Who?" Li Long just yawned and woke up, speaking a little listlessly.

"Chen Yao!"

What? Chen Yao?

When Li Long heard this name, he became energetic in an instant. He got up from the bed and sat up straight as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Lao Luo, I heard it right? Who would come?"

"Chen Yao, a fresh and hot science fiction Galaxy Award writer."

He is not just a science fiction writer, but he has aired to the book purchase center for signing and sales, and the entire book purchase center has to shake.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow at 9 o'clock, okay, okay, I'll make arrangements now."

Li Longgang did not dare to neglect, so he hung up the phone and went to do business immediately, and found staff to do a good job of publicity.

Soon, Chen Yao's huge poster was posted on the exterior wall of the book shopping center.

He held the book "My Wandering Earth 3" in his hand and wandered in space with the stars behind him, looking full of science fiction.

In addition, he is very good-looking, and people passing by will take a look at him, especially those book fans, whose eyes are even more shiny.

"That's great. I can meet Mr. Chen tomorrow. I like the science fiction he wrote very much."

"Yes, yes, I've been looking forward to it for a long time. I watched the live broadcast last night and he won the grand prize. It's worthy of it. If he doesn't win the prize, I'll be sad."

"But he didn't show up at the scene last night. Maybe he was too busy. I'm going to come to see him tomorrow, tomorrow, and I'm going to come and see him."

A female fan held a book "My Wandering Earth 3" in her hand and kissed the book one after another, and the cover of the book was about to be kissed.

The official account of the Book Purchase Center and Weibo all sent the same message.

At 9 a.m. tomorrow, Mr. Chen Yao, a science fiction Galaxy Award writer, will come to the Shenzhen City Book Purchasing Center to hold a signing ceremony. The interweaving of virtual and reality is not to miss the book fans.

"The interweaving of virtuality and reality, Chen Yao, can turn science fiction into reality. Now I am using the floating headphones he released. It's so awesome!"

"I'll go there tomorrow, and touch the boss at close range."

"All my classmates said they were going, and our classmates took the bus to the book purchase center."

The fans were so excited that they screamed, and they were reposting the Weibo and official accounts.

...

Beijing, high-end residential communities within the Second Ring Road.

Zhang Sixiu is a top student at Peking University School of Industrial Design.

At this time, she was reading a book in her study at home, holding a book called "My Wandering Earth 3". She read this book many times, but she always read it endlessly.

She is not a girl who particularly likes to watch science fiction, but this book made her fall in love with her deeply. Even she felt incredible and secretly admired the writer.

Looking outside the window, the sun sets, she put down her books, opened her phone and browsed her Weibo.

I happened to see a Weibo post forwarded by a friend, saying that the author of Wandering Earth 3 will appear at the Shenzhen City Book Shopping Center tomorrow to meet with book fans.

There is only one opportunity. After attending the Shenzhen City Sales Signing Conference, there will be no next stop.

Zhang Sixiu's face showed joy: "I really want to go."

"Daughter, what did you say?" A man wearing black-framed glasses walked in.

She is Zhang Sixiu's father, Zhang Zhidong, 50 years old this year, and is a professor at the School of Computer Science and Technology of Peking University.

He only had such a daughter. He had carefully cultivated her since he was a child. She did not disappoint him and was admitted to Peking University.

Zhang Sixiu pointed at the screen of her phone: "I like this writer so much. He will hold a sales signing party in Shenzhen tomorrow. I want to fly over."

Zhang Zhidong was stunned. My daughter didn’t have a high fever, right? Just to meet a writer, she flew from the capital to Shenzhen City?

"Daughter, you have your own idol. Dad doesn't object, but don't lose your mind."

Zhang Sixiu chuckled: "This writer is not an ordinary person. He is Chen Yao. You won't tell me that you don't know Chen Yao, do you?"

Zhang Zhidong widened his eyes and looked at the screen. The one who wrote Wandering Earth 3 turned out to be Chen Yao?

He has read that book and can be called a divine book, but the nickname of the book has always been written with "Prince of Dark Horse". He really doesn't know the real name.

"Dad, I really want to see him. Do you want to go or not?" Zhang Sixiu looked full of yearning.

"Go, Dad supports you!" Zhang Zhidong's attitude changed very quickly.

"Really, do you really support me in chasing stars?"

He is not an ordinary star. If he were an ordinary entertainment star, Zhang Zhidong would never support his daughter's crazy actions.

But who is Chen Yao? He is a technology tycoon, which has promoted the rise of the domestic technology industry.

Zhang Zhidong patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Dad supports you to chase, chase, and chase him hard!"

Seeing his excitement, I wished my daughter could chase Chen Yao.

To be honest, if his daughter can really pursue Chen Yao successfully, Zhang Zhidong really doesn't object.

That's a tech tycoon. If you find such a son-in-law, you will be more respectful to tell him.

Zhang Zhidong immediately took out his legendary mobile phone, booked two air tickets online, and flew from Beijing to Shenzhen early tomorrow morning.

A Peking University professor took a daughter of a top student from Peking University to a place 2,000 kilometers away to chase stars. It feels crazy to think about it.

But Zhang Zhidong was sure that he was not angry.
Chapter completed!