After asking, he didn't get an answer, and Yu Dong didn't ask again.
Deep Space investigated this matter and wrote an article to criticize Yu Dong and the others. However, the person who was behind the scenes and wanted to use public opinion to discredit Yu Dong and the others was a man named Li Youxue.
Li Youxue worked at "Yenjing Literature" before, and was later transferred to "Youth Literature" as a literary editor. He had some personal connections, but overall he was a very ordinary person.
As for his motive for doing this, it has not yet been found out.
However, Yu Dong believed that Li Youxue could not do something for no reason. He must have his own purpose. The reason why he has not found it out now is just because the deep space investigation intensity is relatively small and his hand cannot stretch too long.
And it is very possible that there are other people behind Li Youxue.
…
Yu Dong and the others didn't spend too long chatting in the restaurant, and soon fell into endless entertainment.
Anyone you know or don't know should come over and chat.
In fact, there are not many people who don’t know them. Even if you don’t know them, you will be impressed by the works.
There are a total of eight to nine hundred people participating in the Writers' Association this year, and most of them are people who have written works and are well-known in the literary circle.
…
Qin Fen went to the store early in the morning. Because of the joint signatures of Yu Dong and a group of science fiction novelists, Erdao Alley Science Fiction Bookstore is now particularly popular among science fiction fans in Chengdu.
As soon as the bookstore opened in the morning, several customers came, and they were all regular customers.
On the way to the bookstore, I bought a few newspapers to see if there was any news related to the Writers' Congress.
He did find it, but it was not very large, and it seemed that the news media did not pay much attention to this conference.
The media didn't pay attention to the Congress, so ordinary people would certainly not pay attention either.
In fact, Qin Fen wanted to see if Yu Dong participated, but judging from the situation, even if Yu Dong participated, it is estimated that the news would not report it specifically.
Qin Fen ran around upstairs and downstairs, tidying up the bookshelf first, then walked behind the cashier, found a tape from the drawer and put it into the tape recorder.
Then soothing music sounded in the bookstore.
"Li Xianglan" by Zhang Xueyou is also a song that Qin Fen likes very much.
After the song started, Qin Fen lay comfortably on the recliner, closed his eyes and listened to the song, enjoying the leisurely morning time.
But before the song was finished, a shout disturbed his tranquility.
"Dafenguo, get up."
Qin Fen knew who the person calling him was without opening his eyes.
When he was so old, some people called him Xiao Qin, some called him Brother Qin, but only one person called him "Big Shit Pot".
"Lin Chengfan, why are you here? You don't have to go to class today?" Qin Fen closed his eyes, turned over, and turned his back to Lin Chengfan.
Lin Chengfan chuckled: "It's Sunday, did you forget about Dafenguo?"
"Isn't yesterday Sunday?"
"Yesterday Saturday."
Qin Fen patted his head. The weekend system had been implemented for some time, but he still wasn't used to it.
In the past, these middle school students could only go out and play one day on Sunday, but now they have to spend two days a week in his bookstore.
Qin Fen also welcomes ordinary middle school students, but he really doesn't want to see people like Lin Chengfan.
"If you want to read a book, go find it yourself. There are no new books in the past two days, didn't I tell you?"
Seeing that Qin Fen didn't want to talk to him, Lin Chengfan didn't care. He took something out of his pocket and poked Qin Fen's waist.
Qin Fen's waist was Qin Fen's valve. When Lin Chengfan poked him like this, he immediately jumped up from the recliner: "What are you doing!"
Lin Chengfan raised the things in his hands and smiled: "There are good things, take a look at Dafenguo."
Qin Fen held his waist and looked at the thing in Lin Chengfan's hand. After seeing it clearly, he rolled his eyes: "Isn't it just a box of tapes? It could be something good. And your tapes are pirated at first glance, right?
, not even a sticker.”
"It's not that there are no stickers. I tore off the stickers."
"That's even more pirated. If it's genuine, are you willing to peel off the sticker?"
"Dafenguo, you have a drawer of pirated tapes and you're talking about me." Seeing that Qin Fen didn't answer, Lin Chengfan walked to the tape recorder and replaced the tapes.
Qin Fen lay back on the recliner again. He didn't pay much attention to Lin Chengfan's change of tapes. His store could already order songs, and sometimes customers would bring their own tapes to play.
It's just that this guy Lin Chengfan calls him a shit pot every day, and he doesn't like to pay attention to him.
The tape recorder was turned on, and the tape slowly rotated inside. There was a large blank tape in front of it. After listening for twenty or thirty seconds, there was no sound. Qin Fen said impatiently: "Can you do this?"
"Soon, soon."
As soon as Lin Chengfan finished speaking, moving music came from the tape recorder.
It's an English song.
Qin Fen has read a lot of foreign novels, but Qin Fen doesn't know much about foreign music. Although the lyrics of this song are not very clear, the melody is very soothing and pleasant to listen to.
Seeing Qin Fen listening to the song seriously without speaking, Lin Chengfan said proudly: "Da Fen Guo, isn't this song good?"
"It's okay, I can still listen."
Lin Chengfan knew that Qin Fen was being tough, so he smiled and asked, "Da Fen Guo, do you know the name of this song?"
"what is it call?"
"Do you know the Beatles?"
"I know, the one who sang "Black Pig"."
"Dafenguo, did you really go to college?"
"Hey, you kid is looking for..."
Lin Chengfan held his head and begged for mercy: "Wrong, wrong, I was wrong."
Qin Fen took back his hand that was still in the air, "Is this song by the Beatles?"
"That's right." Lin Chengfan rubbed his hands, "This song is called "Golden Dreamland"."
"Golden Dreamland?"
Qin Fen was stunned. He had heard someone say that "Golden Dreamland" by Dong Dong had the same title as a foreign song, but he had never heard of it. Moreover, this kind of name collision was nothing unusual and could not be explained.
The novel is related to the song.
"Da Fen Guo, do you know what I am wearing?"
"Pirate tape?"
"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you, do you know what kind of belt I am carrying the thief?"
Qin Fen thought for a while and said, "The Beatles album?"
"Half right."
"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does half-right mean?"
"You don't know something, Dafenguo. The Beatles have disbanded. My album was remade by McCartney, a member of their band. It contains four songs including "Golden Dreamland", and the album
The name is "Golden Dreamland". Do you know why Dafenguo wanted to remake this album?"
Qin Fen frowned impatiently: "Just say what you want to say, don't always use this kind of questioning technique."
Chapter completed!