Du Ziyuan gave the boss some money to compensate Xiao Jin for the cost of his props, and then continued to stroll with everyone. After that, Tang Junhao took them to several interesting places. Everyone had a good time. In addition, I also brought gifts to Ning Hanlu and Nie Xue.


    After returning to the other restaurant, Lin Yuxiao borrowed the kitchen and prepared a table of food for everyone. Du Ziyuan thought, it seems that this is really the case. Novels still need to be promoted through various channels to achieve results. The popularity of writers eligible to participate in the seven front Festival cannot be low. A friendly recommendation is worth a strong advertisement. Naturally, many people don''t want to miss this win-win thing.


    "So?"


    "So ah, an exchange meeting will be held in the novel area this evening, which will be attended by representatives of many countries. At that time, there will be some entertainment activities to help everyone communicate more easily and naturally," said Tang Junhao. "I have decided to participate. Are you going?"


    Yanyun Songzi thought and said, "go." they have the least population in longying country and the most single promotion channel. Such a party is still very good for her. And you can explore the strength of your opponents in advance.


    When Du Ziyuan saw that they had both gone, he had to say, "let me go and have a look, isn''t the place of the exchange meeting far from here?"


    "Of course not. It''s only a few hundred meters away."


    "That''s good." Du Ziyuan thought. Anyway, just sit in a corner until the end.


    ……


    In the evening, the three brothers and sisters came to the exchange meeting together. Because only the author himself could enter, Du Ziyuan didn''t bring Xiao Jin and them.


    This is a relatively wide courtyard. There are red cloth tables everywhere. The tables are full of wine and delicious food. When they came, it was already very lively here. Novelists pushing glasses for lamps could be seen everywhere.


    Tang Junhao was the most talkative, so he soon integrated into those groups. Yanyun Songzi followed him and was also very popular with his excellent appearance and rare identity as a female writer.


    Du Ziyuan, who only planned to accompany them, did not participate. He took some food casually and found a dark corner to stay until the end of the communication meeting.


    "Hello, you." he sat down and a voice came. Du Ziyuan turned and looked in surprise. He saw a young man like a weak scholar greeting him tremblingly.


    The light in this corner was dark, and he didn''t expect anyone to hide in the corner like him, so he didn''t find the first comer at the beginning. He didn''t notice him until the other party spoke.


    "Oh, hello." out of politeness, Du Ziyuan replied, and then didn''t continue to talk to each other. He picked up the cake on the plate, tasted it, and then spit it on another empty plate.


    He prepared the empty plates in advance. He tried them one by one. As a result, none of the more than 20 kinds of cakes he had just selected could be eaten by him. Disappointed, Du Ziyuan simply handed over both plates to the waiter, and took out his reading and writing pen to play.


    He''s already got some hands on this thing. It''s easy for people to draw some matches. He plans to make persistent efforts. If he can use this to complete the online draft, he will be much easier in the future.


    The guy on the side was obviously surprised by his spitting. He couldn''t help asking, "excuse me, what''s the problem with those cakes just now? Why did you spit out after you tasted them?"


    Du Ziyuan glanced at him. Although he didn''t like talking to strangers, he still said, "it''s terrible."


    "This is a cake made by the imperial chef himself, which can only be tasted in the imperial palace!" he looked at Du Ziyuan with disbelief, and obviously didn''t expect him to say so.


    "What about the imperial chef?" Du Ziyuan ignored him.


    He didn''t look like a sociable man. Seeing Du Ziyuan''s lack of interest, he didn''t dare to talk, so he sat there quietly. He looked at Du Ziyuan from time to time, and then immediately took back his eyes.


    The exchange was going on smoothly. During the meeting, someone found them both, but after a look, they walked away. This kind of communication will actually sit in a dark corner and play by themselves, and others will not be interested in talking.


    Until more than half an hour later, another man came over. A bench was placed in this corner. At this time, Du Ziyuan occupied the far left. The weak scholar sat in the center. After looking at it, the man sat at the far right.


    This is a young man in his twenties. He looks very outstanding and has the style of a cold faced man. At this time, the cold faced man God was holding a large plate of fried sauce noodles in his hand