(Who said I want a eunuch? I mean, friends who don’t like this book can get together and part with each other, and maybe they can come back to see it later.)

Although Fudan in 1994 was relatively remote, it became lively and quickly when it went southwest.

Last year, there were only two bars on Hengshan Road, but this year it suddenly increased to dozens. This place quickly became a petty bourgeois holy place in Shenghai. Many white-collar workers who work in foreign companies came here to consume after get off work, including many foreigners who speak various languages.

"A glass of cider," Song Weiyang sat in front of the bar and turned his head to ask Yang Xiao, "What does Editor-in-Chief Yang drink?"

Yang Xiao said to the bartender: "Two glasses, thank you."

Song Weiyang introduced: "There are two bar streets in the whole of China. One is Baietan, Huadu, and the other is Shenghai Hengshan Road. This Fulu bar is the best in Shenghai."

Yang Xiao asked: "Do you come here to spend money often?"

"Come on once in a while, it's not far from the school anyway." Song Weiyang smiled.

The main reason is that the environment here is good and there are no monsters and monsters. In Song Weiyang's opinion, the bar is a place to drink, and there shouldn't be a dance floor, and it shouldn't be quarreled by heavy metal music so hard that I can't hear the words clearly.

It just so happens that this bar is very in line with Song Weiyang's wishes. It can drink, eat, and there is also a small performance to listen to singers singing campus folk songs or rock songs.

At this moment, a group called "Blue Wind and Sand" is jumping and dancing on the performance stage.

This broken group seems to be a double lead singer, one is named Huang Bo and the other is named Hang Hang.

In the winter, Huang Bo wore a black translucent mesh shirt and sang the elegant bangs, which was quite an idol singer. He stretched out his arms and sang Aaron Kwok's "Love You": "I can't love you, I can always do it every day every year..."

Yang Xiao felt the atmosphere in the bar and commented: "Shenghai is indeed more developed than Rongcheng, and there is no way to find a decent bar in Xikang."

"There are many teahouses in Rongcheng." Song Weiyang smiled.

Yang Xiao couldn't help laughing. The two belonged to Xikang's fellow villagers, so they could no longer be restrained after chatting for a few words.

Yang Xiao said: "Student Song is famous in Xikang. I didn't expect to hide in Fudan school. When I first saw the name of the author of "Resident Evil", I thought it was the same name and surname."

"Why did Editor-in-Chief Yang come to Shenghai to find me?" Song Weiyang asked.

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I came to find you and Nie Jun. After listening to your story in Xianghui Hall, I decided to find only one of you."

Yang Xiao is very smart. She not only actively expands the influence of "Science Fiction World", but also attaches great importance to the cultivation of science fiction authors. As long as you discover a potential author, you either contact him by letter or call him or just visit him directly, and will also help and encourage him when the author is in a trough.

Song Weiyang and Nie Jun did not attend the Galaxy Award ceremony. Yang Xiao immediately believed that these two were not die-hard science fiction fans, so he came to Fudan in person to stabilize them and induce them to spend more energy on science fiction creation.

Of course, Yang Xiao is not a saint. While winning over the author, she also suppressed her peers.

When "Science Fiction King" was about to be founded this year, he specially sent someone to Rongcheng to visit his elder brother. As a result, those people were treated coldly in front of Yang Xiao. Not only that, Yang Xiao also openly claimed that "Science Fiction World" edited by her is the only science fiction magazine in China.

Compared to Yang Xiao, Song Weiyang actually deals with her successor Alai who is willing to deal with her.

Alai's "The Dust Is Set" was created when he was an editor under Yang Xiao, and later succeeded to the position of editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World".

"What is the name of the story you told?" Yang Xiao asked.

"The Three-Body Problem," said Song Weiyang.

Yang Xiao invited: "Can you write it out? "Science Fiction World" is serialized with the best layout."

"Let's talk about it," said Song Weiyang, "rather than talking about science fiction, it's better to talk about how to hold a Chinese science fiction conference."

"China Science Fiction Conference? I'm afraid it can't cause too much response." Yang Xiao said.

Song Weiyang said: "What do you think? Set the venue of the science fiction conference in Shenghai. An official from Shenghai City Propaganda Department is my senior. I also have an acquaintance at Shenghai City Education Station, so I guarantee that the green light will be available all the way and it can be broadcast on TV. The "Science Fiction World" magazine is responsible for hosting it, and invites several famous science fiction writers and astronauts from home and abroad, and it will definitely be a hit!"

"Science fiction literature is a niche and there are not many followers." Yang Xiao was afraid that it would be useless after spending money.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "The series of popular science books such as "A Brief History of Time" will suddenly become popular in the second half of this year, and will definitely become more popular next year. These popular science books can transform many readers into science fiction fans. As for the sponsorship funds, your magazine will publish some, Shenghai Municipal Government will publish some, and Xifeng Company will sponsor some. I have a requirement that the science fiction conference must be named by Xifeng. We will hold it once in four years, and Xifeng has the right to naming the first three. Let us make the science fiction market bigger together!"

Yang Xiao was a little moved and drank, saying, "I'll go back and discuss with the president."

"No problem, you think about it slowly," said Song Weiyang. "It's better to set the conference time for the winter and summer vacations."

On the performance stage, Huang Bo had already finished singing "I Can't End to Love You", and there were sparse applause in the bar.

Song Weiyang took out 100 yuan and said to the waiter: "To each of the singing buddies, order a cup of Martell for each of them."

"Sir, your surname is." The waiter asked.

"I am not allowed to be noble, and my surname is Song." Song Weiyang said.

Not long after, the members of the Blue Wind and Sand Group picked up the wine glass. Huang Bo raised his glass to Song Weiyang and greeted him: "Thank you Mr. Song at the other side of the bar, thank you for your support. I give you a song "Peace to You" to Mr. Song. I wish you good luck and smooth sailing!"

I guess I was tired of jumping just now, so Huang Bo changed his lyrical song.

"Two more fried rice!" Song Weiyang said to the waiter.

Just as the fried rice was brought here, Song Weiyang had not had time to eat it, he saw Lin Zhuoyun and a young man coming to the bar.

"Bang!"

The young man snapped his fingers and said in Chinese with a strange accent: "A cup of whiskey, no ice. Give this lady another cup..."

"Juice." Lin Zhuoyun said.

The young man smiled and said, "Yes, juice."

When Yang Xiao saw Song Weiyang staring at the two of them, she couldn't help asking, "Do you know?" As soon as she asked, she immediately smiled, "I remembered that this beauty is the spokesperson of Xifeng Canned Food, and there are photos of her on every bottle of Xifeng Canned Food."

"Go farewell first!"

Song Weiyang held the fried rice and rubbed over, making a surprised face: "Hey, Teacher Lin, you come to the bar for dinner too!"

"Song Weiyang, why are you here too?" Lin Zhuoyun was a little surprised.

Song Weiyang asked: "Is this guy your friend?"

Before Lin Zhuoyun could answer, the young man took the initiative to stretch out his right hand: "Hello, I am Allen, my Chinese name is Li Yalun, and a Chinese American."

"Oh, lucky to meet," Song Weiyang smiled, "My name is Song Weiyang, and my English name is Arthur. I also have a friend named Garen. I am used to chatting in the grass."
Chapter completed!