No one likes to be flattered by others, unless the flattery is in the wrong place.
But Liu Yukun's flattery was obviously not bad at all, and it hit Liu Cixin's heart just right, making him very happy.
"Yes, science fiction novels require imagination, but imagination without support is destined to be meaningless. Imagination can only be ideas and elements. They are an important part of a novel, but if you really want to construct a novel
An excellent novel also needs a good story structure, and a good story structure, first of all, is the perspective. If you don't even choose the perspective of the story well, you will definitely not be able to tell a good story."
Liu Cixin became more and more enthusiastic as he talked: "When I was writing this novel, I went to Jinyi and happened to meet..."
Liu Cixin was talking most of the time, and Liu Yukun would occasionally join in a few words, but what he said every time was to the point, which made Liu Cixin look at him with admiration for a college student who had not yet graduated.
Liu Cixin could see that Liu Yukun had his own understanding of science fiction and was very imaginative. He was not an ordinary science fiction fan.
Yu Dong watched Liu and Liu whispering to each other happily, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
If it weren't for him, the meeting between these two people would have been postponed for a long time. Liu Cixin's later success in winning the Hugo Award was inseparable from Liu Yukun's. The performance of a work abroad depends on the ability of the translator.
are inseparable.
Speaking of which, fate is indeed wonderful. Yu Dong remembers that when he met Liu Yukun at the book signing, the boy was still in middle school. In the blink of an eye, he was about to graduate from college and became the president of the Singularity Association.
…
Yu Dong and the others chatted in Wang Jingkang's room until evening, and then rushed to the hotel restaurant together.
After everyone arrived at the restaurant, they each found their seats and sat down.
Yu Dong was looking for Yu Hua and the others when he saw Yang Xiao waving to him from a distance.
Standing next to Yang Xiao was an old white man in his 70s or 80s. He was a little fat and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle and elegant.
She waved to Yu Dong first, then said something to the old man, and the two of them walked towards Yu Dong.
When the two of them arrived, the old man opened his arms and gave Yu Dong a big hug: "YU, I finally see you."
Yu Dong looked at the old man in front of him with confusion. Yang Xiao introduced with a smile: "This is the famous science fiction collector, Foster Ackerman."
Hearing the name "Foster Ackerman", Yu Dong smiled: "Hello, Mr. Ackerman."
Foster Ackerman is known as the number one science fiction fan in the science fiction community, and the reason why he has gained such a title is entirely because of his exaggerated collection. As long as it is a science fiction magazine he has seen, he must have
Will be collected.
He started collecting when he was very young and is said to have collected tens of thousands of magazines and more than 100,000 stills.
Yu Dong took another serious look at Ackerman in front of him. He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, with a bald forehead and gray hair. The eyes on the bridge of his nose were not black frames, but tortoiseshell frames.
Ackerman was also looking at Yu Dong, and then smiled heartily and said: "YU, you are younger and more handsome than you appear on TV. It is hard to imagine that you can achieve such an achievement at your age."
"Mr. Ackerman, you are overly praised. We all know that you were already the number one member of the International Science Fiction Federation when you were a teenager."
Ackerman smiled and waved his hand: "The International Science Fiction Alliance sounds very powerful, but in fact everyone knows what it is. In that era, not many people wrote science fiction novels. When I started writing science fiction, Assi
Moff and the others are probably still chasing girls in some middle school or elementary school."
Yu Dong and Yang Xiao looked at each other and smiled. Ackerman was right. In his time, few people wrote science fiction.
Among the three giants of science fiction, Heinlein is older than Ackerman, but Heinlein only officially entered the science fiction world in the 1940s, while Ackerman began trying to write science fiction novels in the late 1920s.
.
"The biggest movie poster in my house now is "The Second World". After watching the movie, I called Steven and asked for a poster, but I didn't expect that he would send such a big poster. You know
Because of that poster, my wife has nagged at least 10,000 words in my ear. She always tells me, Foster, please fold that poster quickly, or move it.
Haha, I never listen to her."
Ackerman's smile was contagious. Yu Dong and Yang Xiao heard him laugh and laughed too. This old man is already eighty this year, but he is still in very good condition.
He added: "Whenever you have time, you can go to my house and look at that poster."
Yu Dong smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Yang Xiao smiled and said, "You must go and take a look when the time comes. Mr. Ackerman's home is like a science fiction museum."
…
The three of them were chatting here and soon attracted the attention of many people.
The first one to come was the famous science fiction translator Guo Jianzhong. He was also an old acquaintance with Yu Dong. He helped translate many of Yu Dong's works.
After Guo Jianzhong came, many more people came one after another, all of whom were translators.
Wang Fengzhen, Osamu Iwagami, and David Hull are also among them. If nothing unexpected happens, these people should be the winners of this year's China Science Fiction Golden Bridge Award.
And these people, without exception, have all cooperated with the Deep Space Company, and more than once.
Nowadays, the company in the world that is most in need of science fiction translation is Deep Space Company. The translation work of Chinese science fiction writers to foreign countries is basically monopolized by Deep Space Company.
However, it is also because of the Deep Space Company that these translators have received more and more work in recent years, and their salaries are getting better and better.
To put it more secularly, for them, Yu Dong is not only the most famous science fiction writer in the world, but also their God of Wealth.
Seeing such a lively scene, Ackerman was also very emotional, "I still remember that when I went to the World Fantasy Convention for the first time, I couldn't even pay for the banquet. Of course, I'm not the only one who can't afford it. In total,
More than 160 people participated, but only about 20 people could afford the money. A plate costs one dollar, and of course there is no food. You know, just a plate costs one dollar."
Hearing this, Yu Dong couldn't help but sigh. The organizer of the World Fantasy Convention was really shady. Not to mention that time, one dollar a plate is a bit outrageous now.
Chapter completed!