This year, I was invited to attend the 14th Annual Conference of Chinese Online for the first time. I met many great people and I feel that all the great people in 17k are kind and kind.
Let¡¯s report the annual meeting news to all leaders.
The day before the annual meeting, we got off the plane and went up to the west building alone with Fang Qianjin, the great sake demon. We had a meal with the eggplants in the forest. It was so interesting to go up to the west building alone. An old handsome guy felt like an old naughty boy. His mentality was really young. Fang Qianjin was so coquettish that I just listened to his bragging.
The sake thief can talk, and there is almost no silence when he is around. Eggplant is a post-00s generation like me, and he was still in college in 2000.
Chongqing is a mountain city with twists and turns. Sometimes it¡¯s just across the street. If you want to go there, you have to go in a big circle. It¡¯s so difficult to get around. The drivers in Chongqing are also like wolves. I get off the plane or get out of the hotel. They came over and stared at me and asked me where I was going, some were formal and some were informal
The first day was a meeting and awards ceremony. The venue actually arranged for me to sit in the front, and my popular book was even shown on the big screen. It seemed to be an IP adaptation or something, and it was placed together with several books by great writers.
The person sitting next to me at lunch was also Guanwai Xifeng. He was quite handsome. It was quite funny that a writer who earns millions a month would run back to his room to code after half the meal.
After the meeting, there was a dinner. At the dinner table, I had a table with Western Wind, Eggplant in the Forest, Snow Mountain Atractylodes, King of Pushing Towers, Feng Yu Jiuqiu, Weihua Qingyu and two female authors (forgot their names) at the same table. As for the boss and the person in charge of the platform, I am still a little nervous about eating with the leaders, but I feel okay.
During the dinner show, Lao Shi sang really well. Anyway, as a tone-deaf person, we couldn¡¯t detect anything wrong with it.
The ordinary magician's magic performance was quite exciting, and his hand speed was so fast. I was sitting in the first row at the table, right in front of the stage, and I was stunned.
I didn¡¯t draw anything in the lottery this year, and I will try to draw something like last year next year.
The next day is free time.
I came back after playing around around the hotel. In the evening, I was listening to a big editor talking about online articles with several authors. In the middle of listening, I got a call from Jiuying and asked me to go out to eat hot pot. The hot pot was as late as three in the morning. People can't stand it.
But Yu Shuai was there when we were having hot pot, and he looked quite young, with the kind of feeling that he didn¡¯t look old.
On the third day, we had hot pot with the editor and several of the editor¡¯s writers on the cruise ship. Seventeen Brothers, Shamo, Meatballs, and Ants with Wings. Our table was too deserted. Jiuying didn¡¯t say much. He has a melancholic temperament of being half-dead, and the other people also talk little. Ants with wings are from the Northeast, and talk a lot, but he talks alone.
After that, I went home. This trip to the annual meeting was very hasty because I didn¡¯t save the manuscript. They were out having fun and I was coding like crazy in the hotel.
If you have the opportunity to go there next year, you must prepare and save the manuscript in advance.
I still have to keep up with my attendance, and I¡¯ll write about other things about the annual meeting later, after this month. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com