There are no direct flights from China to Saint-Malo. Yu Dong and the others need to fly to Paris first, and then transfer from Paris to Saint-Malo.
After Yu Dong and the others got off the plane in Paris, someone from the Deep Space Company's French office came to pick them up. The person who came to pick them up was also an old acquaintance of Yu Dong and the others, Rest, the head of the Deep Space French office.
Rest brought a few people to help Yu Dong and the others move the salute, and then introduced them to a tall bald man next to him, "Everyone, this is a police officer specially sent by the Paris police to protect you, Wells."
"Protect us?"
Facing the doubts of Dong and others, Wells said with a smile: "Mr. YU, you are all important guests in Paris. In order to show our attention and respect to you, the bureau specially sent me to accompany you to prevent any accidents.
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Yu Dong nodded, and he probably understood. It was probably because the Paris police still remembered what happened last summer, so this time they came over, and the Paris police had such a reaction.
Probably the Paris police are not very confident in the security of their area.
Yu Dong smiled and said: "Then you're sorry for bothering me, Wells."
In fact, Yu Dong and the others have quite a large entourage. Rest has arranged a translator and several burly bodyguards. They can handle ordinary situations.
Besides, even if there were no security guards, there were a lot of them this time, and there was Wang Xiaobo, a "beast" who was 1.9 meters tall. Ordinary petty thieves probably wouldn't dare to provoke them.
Speaking of Wang Xiaobo, he was traveling with Wang Shuo and arrived in Paris two days ago.
These two people are now "idle people" and relatively free, so they came here two days early, thinking of having a good time shopping in Paris.
When Yu Dong and others arrived at the hotel, the two of them were still outside. I heard from Rist that after the two of them came to Paris, they had no place to play and went to cafes every day for a whole day.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that the two men wandered back to the hotel.
But at this time, Yu Dong and the others were already lying in bed and sleeping, and they needed to get over the jet lag as soon as possible.
Tonight, they will rest in a hotel in Paris. Tomorrow morning they will go to the publishing house to visit He Biyun. In the afternoon, they will take another four-hour drive to Saint-Malo. The literary festival will start the day after tomorrow.
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After two days of jet lag, Yu Dong, who often goes abroad, has already recovered, but his senior brother is still not good enough. When the literary festival begins, Su Tong is still groggy.
This is my first time visiting the Saint-Malo International Literary Festival in East China. The scenery of this city is pretty good, but other than that, the festival has no other redeeming features.
There were not as many readers as Yu Dong imagined, and the venue was relatively simple. The event was held in the wild, and temporary open-air tents were set up for book signings.
The most important thing is that some of the writers who came were not very familiar to Yu Dong and others. Local heavyweight writers such as Modiano and others were not present. Originally, Clezio said that he was coming, but because
Some personal matters have been delayed.
The most famous people at the scene were several Chinese writers, especially Yu Dong and Yu Hua. Their novels sold very well in France.
However, the situation between Yu Dong and Yu Hua is somewhat different. Yu Dong's novels sell very well in most places around the world. Relatively speaking, the sales in France are not outstanding compared to other countries. Yu Hua
The difference is that the sales of his novels, especially "To Live", in France far exceed those in other European countries.
It can be said that French readers love Yu Hua the most in all of Europe.
The organizers of the literary festival are also very realistic. Because their works have high sales, their names and works are printed very prominently on the posters.
When Yu Dong and others arrived at their tent, there were already many readers gathered there.
Yu Hua curled his lips and said, "This is not the same as the literary festival I imagined. It's just an ordinary book signing. I also want to communicate with outstanding writers from all over the world."
Wang Shuo laughed at the side and said: "You two work quickly, the rest of us are relatively relaxed. After you finish the work, we are walking around. When we came here just now, I found that the scenery here is really good.
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Bi Feiyu also nodded. His and Mo Yan's novels also have some market in France, but they are not as good as those of Dong and Yu Hua. There should not be many readers coming to them for autographs today.
As for Wang Xiaobo and Wang Shuo, their situation should be even worse than that of Bi Feiyu and Mo Yan.
Yu Dong sighed, pulled up a chair and sat down behind the table, preparing to sign autographs for readers. He felt that coming to Saint-Malo this time was a wrong decision. This kind of simple literary festival was not as good as anything he could find in France.
A bookstore held a book signing and it was very busy.
Fortunately, Zhang Yimou called him repeatedly and asked him to go and watch "No One Less", but he refused because of the literary festival.
And it can be seen that the main purpose of many people coming to the literature festival is not for literature, but more for camping on the field at night, having fun and making friends.
Since there were not many readers queuing up, Yu Dong signed the papers nonchalantly, not pursuing speed, and would occasionally chat with the readers.
Of course, as for how many sentences you can chat with, it depends on how many sentences the reader knows in English or Chinese.
I have to say that the French people's English is really poor. You can tell that some people really want to have a good chat with Yu Dong, but they can't come up with a few words after hesitating for a long time, and there are only a few of them.
Several words are often difficult to understand.
However, a few readers spoke a few words in Chinese to Yu Dong seriously, all of which were simple sentences, such as "I like your books very much" and "Welcome to France" and so on.
Of course, sometimes I will meet some friends from China, and Yu Dong will chat with them more.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It took about an hour after signing, and Yu Dong was about to stand up and move his body. A man in his thirties came up with a copy of "Golden Dreams".
Speaking in broken Chinese, he said: "Mr. YU, I like you very much. Thank you for coming to Saint-Malo to participate in the literary festival. The city of Saint-Malo has become more beautiful because of your arrival."
The man's pronunciation of Mandarin is not standard, but there are no mistakes, his sentences are very fluent, and his word choice is very reasonable. This is the first non-Chinese reader Yu Dong has encountered today who can speak Chinese so well.
Yu Dong took "Golden Dream" from the man's hand and asked in Chinese with some curiosity, "Have you studied Chinese?"
But unfortunately, the other party answered him in English: "Sorry, Mr. YU, I didn't understand you."
Yu Dong smiled and replied in English: "It seems you only know a few words in Chinese."
The man touched his head in embarrassment, probably because he was touched frequently. His hairline was very far back and his forehead was pointed upward, making it particularly shiny.
"I spent some time learning this Chinese sentence last night."
“Why should we learn this Chinese sentence?”
"I want to attract your attention, maybe I can get a special visa for this." The man said truthfully.
Yu Dong smiled and said, "Congratulations, you got your wish. What's your name?"
The man said excitedly, "If you spell it in English, my name is marc levy, m-a-r..."
Yu Dong felt that the name sounded familiar. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is it Mark Levi?"
Mark Levy smiled and said, "Your pronunciation is a little wrong, but it's almost the same."
Yu Dong stared at Mark Levy's face seriously, guessing whether the Mark Levy in front of him was the famous writer Mark Levy.
He was not too impressed by the appearance of the writer Mark Levy, but judging from his age, the person in front of him was probably that Mark Levy.
"Do you usually write?"
Mark Levi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that YU would suddenly ask this question. After hesitating for a while, he said with some embarrassment: "I don't know how you figured it out. I am indeed writing a novel recently and it is about to be completed.
Already."
"What's the name of the novel?"
Mark Levi shook his head, "I haven't given a name yet."
Although Mark Levy said that his novel has not yet been named, Yu Dong is basically certain that the person in front of him is Mark Levy, the author of "If This Is True" and "The Shadow Stealer".
Otherwise, how can there be such a coincidence in the world? The two people have the same name, both are French, about the same age, and both write. In a country with a population of only 60 million, the probability of such a thing happening is really very small.
Yu Dong suddenly felt that attending the Saint-Malo Literary Festival was not without its merits. At least it allowed him to meet Marc Levy.
Considering that he was still signing autographs for readers, Yu Dong quickly signed his name for him without telling Mark Levido, and then said: "Perhaps, after I finish, we can talk about your
that book."
"Of course." Mark Levi was surprised and excited.
Although he is considered a successful man and earns a lot of money a year, he has always had a dream of writing due to the influence of his family.
At the age of thirty-six, he had almost forgotten his dream of writing, but because his son had written a novel, he wrote the novel without thinking about publishing it. He just wanted his son to read it in the future.
But now YU actually said that she wanted to talk to him about the novel, which made him feel like he was in a dream.
After receiving "Golden Dreamland", Mark Levy did not go far and stood by the tent, waiting for Yu Dong to finish signing.
Chapter completed!