The hour hand pointed to 9:00 a.m. on January 1, 1998. Yuezhou People's Square was already crowded with people, covering an area of ​​nearly 80,000 square meters. Except for half of the green space, other places where you can walk and sit were almost crowded with people.

Half are fifteen or sixteen years old boys and girls.

The center of the venue was already filled with tables and chairs like meetings, and the five or six staff members on the rostrum were busy back and forth, without missing any possible omissions.

Below are the long spears and short cannons of the press team, nearly twenty media outlets from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, as well as the imperial capital, the satellite TV stations in Hunan, Hubei and Sichuan, and the Southern Weekend. Even foreign media stationed in Hong Kong came to two. A total of thirty or forty people were sitting in the venue below the stage happily, waiting for the conference to be held.

What attracted so many media to visit is simply because of the impact of the two red books of Siyue Culture since the second half of 1997. One is "What Things in the Song Dynasty" that has been sold for nearly half a year and has still had strong sales, and the other is "Yunhuang. Jiuzhou Flying" that has been in the middle and high school campuses across the country.

When Siyue Culture released the news this time, the author of "Yunhuang" will sign and sell the book on the spot, it will naturally attract the crowd of big Xiaoxiao media.

In the past few years before the thrill of the century, concepts such as "paparazzi" and "hype" in China have not yet emerged, so on the one hand, it is readers' curiosity about the authors of these two books, and on the other hand, Siyue's tight-lipped mouth on the author's materials. It can be said that most people who love books or insiders in the cultural circle are almost curious about these "two" mysterious writers. Now Siyue has released the news, and there are also the second volume of "Song Dynasty", two new masterpieces of "Song Dynasty", as well as the second volume of "Cloud Wilderness. Jiuzhou Flooding" and the second volume of "Cloud Wilderness" series... The five new books have been reinstalled and launched at the same time, which has immediately triggered the attention of the whole country.

"Hello, all the guests, and hello to all the readers and friends present!" Tingting, the emcee hired from Yueda Art Academy, walked to the rostrum under the electronic screen: "On this day at the beginning of the new year, on behalf of all the employees of Yuezhou Siyue Culture, I welcome everyone..."

The nutrition-free welcome words did not arouse people's interest at all. The biggest role was to make the discussion of thousands of onlookers around them. As for everyone's eyes, they passed by the emcee of the Jiangnan beauty early on and fell on the row of rostrums behind her.

The four men and one woman's formation made the reporters below a little stupid. The fat man in the middle is said to be Siyue's boss, and they have received some previews from their peers.

Another young man automatically sat down to the side of the fat man, clearly showing his identity as an assistant. The two men on the other side were wearing glasses, meticulous shirt collars, and were full of literary popularity. Such an uncle-level figure should not be the author of the boy comics, right?

Below, there was a reporter discussing with the cameraman on his station. However, there were also reporters from a magazine who knew some of the inside stories about comics. They smiled and explained to the two colleagues next to them who had several passionate faces: "Do you know Japanese comics? They are the doll cats, beautiful girls, etc. that children love to read, they are all drawn by middle-aged uncles and aunts. So don't look at the two people above, they might be Zhou Botong who is innocent and crazy in his heart."

The colleagues in the circle nodded "so that's it", and then guessed with interest: "Which one of them is the author of "Yunhuang"? I see that the one on the left is very dull, probably the author of this girl comic."

The reporter from the magazine glanced around, and the eyes were obviously filled with pain in how you could judge people by their appearance: "Location, look at the location, it was originally a new book signing and sales conference, how could you put the author at the edge!"

"There is a xiao girl in the middle!" Someone reminded him, which immediately attracted everyone's consolation. This xiao girl has an excellent temperament, just sitting there and doing nothing, and has the charm of being eye-catching. But the most important thing is that "Yunhuang" is not the kind of preschool children's book in China. The plot conception, character creation, and the humor and wisdom contained in each line are not written by children of this age.

It is more reliable to say that she is relying on her face to film.

Then I heard the celebrating who had finished speaking before walking back to the rostrum and sat next to the young man who looked like an assistant: "Next, please give a speech by Sister Su Wanxiao, the author of the "Yunhuang" series of comics. [Ye*zi] [You*you]"

Eh? Sister Xiao?

The emcee is talking about sister Xiao, not gentleman!

The reporters in the audience were stunned for a beat without professional ethics and remembered what was the same. They all raised the camera in their hands in a hurry, and the sound of jamming suddenly turned into a jam.

The reporter who first popularized the "common sense of comic authors" to everyone, his facial features suddenly squeezed into a geometric figure that even the Galaxy-level machine could not be untied, which was magical.

They were not the most shocked person, and the one who responded the most was the big kids who surrounded the middle ground with a huge scattered area.

From the standard lolita who was in her teens to the young young man in her early twenties, there was almost a whole round of two generations. I don’t know which one - or which one of the leaders shouted "Su Wan", the atmosphere in the entire square suddenly became boiling, and the noise caused residents in the Xiao District across the street to open the windows at home and look down at them.

"Su Wan!Su Wan!Su Wan!"

"Ah! I'm going to die. The author of "Yunhuang" is actually the beauty of the Iceberg!"

"Su Wan, we are signing and selling books, we need to sign and sell books!"

Seeing the atmosphere that was already becoming more fanatical, Fat in the middle of the rostrum was also surprised. As expected, the audience of these comics, namely the big kids of all ages in the square, really have a bit of star-chasing attitude.

Yang Yi, who was watching TV live broadcast half a block away in Siyue Camp, was leisurely watching, his expression on his face was a vulgar and full of complacency, and then changed into a confidence and determination to be destroyed while chatting and laughing, and the transformation was extremely smooth and natural.

Of course, there is a star-chasing attitude, otherwise the mysteriousness at the beginning will be constantly building momentum in recent days, and the stylists of the Magic City racked their brains to design the image. If Su Wan is put in the comic exhibitions of later generations, some fans will probably have begun to attack the rostrum.

Even so, the staff who maintained order are still very worried, and Rogo even called the police to come and help.

"Hello, my friends, I am Wen Ya from Yuezhou Satellite TV. I am now located in Yuezhou People's Square, bringing you a report on the Siyue Culture New Year's Day Book Fair and the live signing meeting of the "Yunhuang" series of comics... The atmosphere at the scene was very warm, and this warmth was cited by Su Wan, the author of the "Yunhuang" series of comics and the beautiful girl writer who was only sixteen years old..."

The camera turned to the readers around him. Seeing the excited expressions of boys and girls, many girls even turned red and their bodies were trembling with excitement. Yang Yi was really worried. Will he bring such a Su Wan to those girls on the road of no return to Lily?

Forget it, if you sink, you will fall into a slump, which is better than degenerating into a stool girl in the future.

Then a vaguely familiar face in the camera came into Yang Yi's sight. Is this... Lin Momo?

A mouthful of tea sprayed his face. This extremely distorted Xiao Niangskin actually came to Yuezhou?

...

After experiencing the initial surprise and excitement, the reporters in the field were still boiling in their gossip, but their brains were running high, preparing questions that could attract readers' interest. In the next questioning session, you should not temporarily drop the chain.

Of course, there was no idle in my hands. When Su Wan placed "Jiuzhou Flying" and "Mo Yanshi" that was about to be signed for sale, he was next to his face, one left and one right, for people to take photos, and the face that competed with the two comic cover characters was in conflict with each other, and I don't know how many films he murdered.

Compared with Su Wan, the so-called beautiful writers in later generations are just scumbags with only 5 combat power.

Finally, after Su Wanyan finished speaking, Rogo finished speaking, and after the other two line editors and operation editors finished speaking, the right to speak came to the hands of the reporters present. When the beautiful emcee who had been stolen from the camera announced the start of the Q&A session, a forest with human arms below shook her eyes. ~

Perhaps the talented and beautiful rich sister who threw hydrangea balls in ancient times was just this attitude.

The host of the press conference was the emcee, but the person who decided who would ask the question was the fat man who kept smiling like a squinting eyes. The more he was like this, the less his eyes could not be: "For the first question, please ask this gentleman to ask."

Gong Xiaobing, a reporter from Yuezhou Evening News, or Rogo's friend of the open-crotch pants, received the cunt-smile-loving look of Fat General's lovely eyes, the gentle and uncrowned king couldn't wait to stand up: "Hello Sister Su Wanxiao, I am Gong Xiaobing from Yuezhou Evening News. I have a few questions here. First, what is your current identity? A student or a full-time cartoonist? Second, what is your motivation for creating the "Yunhuang" series? Wealth or fame? Third, I noticed that your works incorporate many traditional Chinese cultures, such as Chu Wu culture, ancient social view, "Mountains and Seas", "Huainanzi"... These are all you really have something to do with, or are you just looking up the comics just to complete the comics?"

These three questions were originally carefully designed by President Fat. Su Wan memorized the standard answer for many times. It was so easy. However, when Su Wan opened her mouth, she still had some unexpected problems.

"Full-time..." Su Wan paused, then said no: "Mom..."

Rogo almost stopped his heartbeat, and hey, Nainai, hey, director, this is not what the lines are written! You jump out one word at a time, are we holding a live demonstration of the latest intelligent robot?

The eyelids of off-site supervision were also pounding, and the sweat in the palm of his hands was pouring out. What does it mean to cherish words like gold? This is what it means to cherish words like gold! If another girl wanted to hold the microphone and talk endlessly, Su Wan would have done two questions in the two phrases.

Never seen this girl as good as summarizing and summarizing.

Fortunately, the third question girl was not so concise. She only said the core words and allowed the audience to think: "As for the things that are incorporated into the comics, they are not proficient, but they are not treated casually, but they do not want the things left by their ancestors, but we all know nothing... Of course, the things I added in the comics are still very simple and even shallow, just hoping to play a role in attracting yu."

Su Wan never said so many things in one breath, but because he recited the whole process, he didn't feel too much pressure.

The reporters in the audience also seized every opportunity and pressed the shutter frantically.

As Su Wan answered the first reporter's question, and after people learned about her profound intentions - to be precise, Yang Yi - on the last question, the audience gave warm applause.

Just as Rogo was about to click on the second speaker, a very angry voice came in suddenly: "A liar, a plagiarist, I have the nerve to talk about thoughts and culture!"

Wow!

The audience started to move, and the reporters in the central venue turned around to find the source of the sound. What was even more distorted than them were the staff sent by Siyue to the scene.

Finally, all eyes focused on a middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd. The man looked indignant and the portable speaker in his hand was definitely premeditated.

Without giving instructions, the security guards at the scene immediately went up three or four times, trying to get him out of the field, but the next sentence of this man made the security guards shrink: "What? Is the plagiarism so lawless? If you feel guilty, just take action!"

Several people turned back to Rogo in the stands. After all, he was the head of the place. The fat president who had already come back from this sudden blow had a dark face to signal the security personnel to stop. He also picked up the microphone: "Sir, do you know what you are doing now? If there is no sufficient explanation for today's affairs, I will definitely sue you for defamation."

"You think of a plagiarist? You have the face to sue the victim?" The man smiled sadly, then raised a thick stack of manuscripts in his hand: "What are the "Yunhuang. The Nine Provinces Floating" and "Yanshi", these are all stories that my son has conceived for several years and adapted from the Shanhai Jing, and you are shamelessly plagiarized by you!"

The whole audience was filled with hurricanes, and because the man used a loudspeaker, even the people at the edge of the venue could hear it clearly. The airflow and noisy sounds generated by thousands of people making Su Wan in the center of the venue feel difficult to breathe.

The girl encountered such an accident when she first appeared. Although she wanted to try to stay calm, her brain was blank.

In the field, the man's sharp questioning and revelations that sounded extremely real, immediately grabbed the sensitive nerves of the reporters present, and the frequency of shutter pressing almost doubled.

Some media outlets who said hello in advance became a little awesome for a moment, but whether it was due to professional habits or the idea of ​​doing their part for their friends, they all started to record them in the end.

Some Su Wan's fans began to get restless and cursed at the man, and were very angry, but immediately other voices with opposite opinions emerged. When Rogo heard these things, he did not object or later, but he supported the man's voice at this time, and knew that today must be in trouble.

"Look, these are my son's drawings. He is a student from an ordinary middle school in the suburbs. He usually doesn't want to spend more than one cent of zero money. He saved up all of them to buy painting paper, pen and ink. His biggest and only hobby is these comics!" The man said with grief and anger and showed that his work was shamelessly plagiarized. How huge the blow to a teenage child is, can you imagine?"

Before he finished speaking, those ulterior motives who had scrambled in from the beginning immediately followed: "What beautiful cartoonist? Is it someone's wife? Plagiarism is shameless!"

"Speak clearly, make things clear!"

"I'm still proud of Yuezhou! I think it's a shame for Yuezhou!"

Under the other party's pressing step by step, Rogo could no longer help but slapped the table and stood up, his teeth almost shattered: "Fuck, who told you to spoil the black and slander! Tell me clearly!" But even with the microphone, his voice was instantly submerged in the turbulent hustle and bustle, and there was no splash of water.

The emcee next to him, and the editor assistant, were shouting calm, quiet and quiet words, but they had no effect at all. At this moment when everyone was shocked and discussed, who would calm down and listen to their explanation?

"I still have evidence to ask you, "Jiuzhou Flying" is not written clearly, but is it a 'zero' painting, 'one'? Then who is 'zero' and who is 'one'? Why is the author now the author has become you again?" The man who was causing trouble did not forget the man behind him and threw out the question of his repeated arousal.

Su Wan was completely stunned on the stage. She was taciturn and had no idea about these questions. The restless venue now looked more like a hell that cannibalize people. She almost spent all her efforts to barely maintain the courage to persevere.

"Say it, I can't explain it?" The middle-aged man became more and more powerful: "Why are there two people on the cover? Now you are the only author? Are you guilty?"

I don’t know how many people from unknown origins are in the venue. Anyway, there are voices like “plagiarism is shameful” and “returning other people’s things back”, which is a bit inflammatory. Although there are also Su Wan’s loyal fans who argue or even scold, the effect is only to make the scene more 1uan.

In addition, some media that didn't say hello were all focused on capturing this extremely explosive news, and even reporters who rushed up to interview the man, and the scene could not be controlled in a short while.

When the man saw someone coming to interview, he immediately slapped the manuscript paper on his hand with red eyes and handed it under the noses of several reporters. He also repeatedly emphasized: "Tell me, their comics clearly state that the author is two people, and now they only bring a girl who doesn't know anything. What does this mean? Could it be that someone helped him copy it?"

The girl who had never experienced such a scene has now barely come back to her senses. Seeing the other party's aggressive appearance and more and more doubts, she couldn't help but feel panic. She didn't know what ended in the end when she was born now, but in the girl's cognition, this was an unsolvable problem.

Gripping his teeth, the girl picked up the microphone, not defending herself, but looked directly at the audience: "There are no two people, Yi and Zero are me, and I have not copied them."

No matter whether the result is good or bad, I can try my best to prevent him from getting involved in this dispute.

But he didn't think about it at all that after saying this, the suspicion that he was inexplicable was even worse.

...

I just went to the bathroom and missed the scene of the middle-aged man appearing. By the time Yang Yi returned to the TV, there was an uproar in the square.

Then I saw Su Wan shakingly after being premeditated and questioned, but insisting that he was the so-called Yi and Zero, and that he would not exude his pale face even if he resisted his death.

With a bang! The thin-glazed tea cup in Yang Yi's hand was pinched and crushed.

Secretary Rogo, who was rushing over in a panic, was about to say something when he saw the scene in front of him. The red tea water flowed down Yang Yi's hand and dripped on the ground, which was particularly dazzling.

“Xiao Yang…”

This was the first time Yang Yi interrupted a woman: "Arrang the car, I'll go over, now." There was no illness, but his voice became hoarse as if it couldn't be hung.

The extremely calm expression made Rogo's secretary lover unable to help but slap. He didn't dare to say anything more, so he hurried to arrange the vehicle.
To be continued...