"That..."

Seeing so many people paying attention, the girl realized that she had just done something stupid.

People wear baseball caps and sunglasses, but they don't seem to be recognized.

She was so good that she attracted everyone's attention and exposed their identities.

So in the face of Liu Zixia, the girl became nervous and didn't know what to do.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, hello."

At this time, a bright voice came.

I saw a middle-aged man in a thin black suit, who looked very simple and honest. He walked over with a smile and extended his hand to Liu Zixia from a distance.

Although he didn't know the person, Liu Zixia shook hands with him and said, "Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, Mr. Liu. I'm the contact person of this literary exhibition, and Yingfan."

The chubby middle-aged man said with a smile: "yesterday, I received the notice from the digital Chinese network, and I knew that you would also come to Shanghai to participate in this exhibition. I'm really sorry that you didn't come to meet me in advance.

Xiao Yang, please help Mr. Liu to check in. "

"And Sir, don't bother so much. I just came here today to report that I won't stay in the hotel."

Liu Zixia laughed and said, "as you know, I was originally from Shanghai. This time I went back to Shanghai to attend the exhibition and accompany my parents."

"Understand, understand."

He Yingfan nodded and said: "Mr. Liu, the people of digital Chinese network have arrived, and some leaders of our cultural propaganda department and general office of transmission and telecommunications, would you like to..."

Later, he Yingfan didn't say it, but Liu Zixia also understood that after all, they had already come. If they didn't see each other, it would be hard to say.

"Not bad." Liu Zixia answered and said, "I'd like to trouble you to show me the way."

"No trouble, no trouble." He Yingfan waved his hand and took Liu Zixia to the elevator entrance.

Looking at their backs, the people at the reception table reacted and began to talk

"I didn't expect that even he came. It seems that this literary exhibition attaches great importance to it."

"What I'm saying is that this is a grand gathering of Chinese literature. As a representative of traditional literature and a leader of Internet literature, how can Xia Yue not come?"

"Ha ha, I've seen a good play this time. Yesterday, there were many great spirits of Internet and traditional literature. They thought Mr. Liu's works were not very good..."

In addition to a few staff members, in fact, there are more writers from all over the country who are good at writing in different literary categories.

Just like the entertainment circle, the relationship in the literary circle is not so simple.

For example, in traditional literature, if some writers have won many awards, gained great fame, and their works have been adapted... Then some self righteous writers will feel that why can you and I can't?

This kind of mind will take root, will produce jealousy.

And then there's online literature, which costs a lot of money, has entered all levels of writers' associations, and has participated in all kinds of state-level training... Some online writers who feel that they have the same divinity will also be jealous.

No matter jealousy or jealousy, once this idea comes into being, it's hard to get rid of it.

Apart from the consequences of isolation, alienation... And even hatred of the author, there will be no development in a good direction.

The circle is not big. There are many twists and turns in it!

Although Liu Zixia's works were published on the Internet literature website at the beginning, both journey to the West and the romance of the gods are defined as the category of traditional literature.

For example, the soldier, the last bullet for me and the still updated legend of tomb raiding are all defined as the category of Internet literature, but the genre is different.

And there is "goodnight to the moon", which can be regarded as children's enlightenment books or traditional literature.

As a person who is on the two great ships of traditional literature and network literature at the same time, some of the top writers on the two ships have some views on Liu Zixia.

This literary exhibition is doomed not to be peaceful!

……

Outside the reception hall of Changning Hotel, because they had to wait for Liu Zixia and them to come out, the two black cars all stopped at the door of the hotel.

Although it takes up some space, it will not affect it

"Oh, why hasn't dad come out yet?"

Sitting in the car, Yueyue idly shakes her shins and says, "I really want to see my grandparents soon."

"It's all in Shanghai. What's the rush?" Li Meng helped Yang Yang sort out his clothes and said: "besides, your mother didn't come out either..."

Bang!

At this point, with a loud noise, the car shook violently, and then jumped forward.

The car itself is in a static state. Except that Yangyang is fixed on the children's seat and doesn't rush forward because of inertia, Li Mengyi and Yueyue all unfasten their seat belts.

In the absence of any defense, the body followed the car all forward.

Fortunately, both of them were sitting in the middle seat. Even if they rushed forward, they just bumped into the soft back of the front seat, but their faces hurt a little.

Liu Xiaocheng, the driver in front of him, was unlucky. Although he was still wearing a seat belt, the force still made him part of his upper body rush out and hit his head on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, the blood slid out along the nostrils, flowing all over the mouth and chin, and even the delicate suit was dripping with Yan red blood.

"Wow..."

Yueyue is nothing, but Yangyang is young after all. He grins and starts to cry.

Li Mengyi is also a little flustered. He looks at Yangyang and Yueyue to see if they are hurt.

Regardless of whether the car would be hit, Li Mengyi stood up directly.

First of all, she touched Yueyue's little face. Seeing the red on her left face, she was distressed and said, "Yueyue, have you hurt anything?"

"Mom, I'm fine."

Yueyue rubbed Li Meng's white palm with her small face. She showed a comforting expression on her face and said wisely, "look at my younger brother. My younger brother is crying."

"Yueyue is so good."

Li Meng nodded, turned around and looked at Yang Yang. He saw the little guy holding the air in his hands, and his tears ran down his white face.

Li Mengyi quickly opened the fixed belt on the children's seat, fiddled with the little guy up and down for a long time, then asked: "Yang Yang, where does it hurt?"

"Here..." Yang Yang pointed to his chest position and said: "pain!"

Li Mengyi lifted Yang Yang's clothes and saw a light red mark on the little guy's chest.

This position is the fixed position of the children's seat belt, because there is a little hard rubber material in the center, so if it is too tight, there will be a mark.

Gently blowing to the little guy's chest, Yang Yang finally calmed down a little.

Li Mengyi asked softly, "is it still painful?"

"Well." Yang Yang is still nodding, but his voice is much lighter.

The original wailing turned into sobbing gently.

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Li."

When Li Mengyi wanted to say something more, Liu Xiaocheng, who was in the driver's seat, turned to Li Mengyi and said:

"Please take your two children to get off first. The car has been damaged and can't drive any more. I have contacted the company and the company will arrange a car to see you and Mr. Liu off."