Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 659

After Zhang Zhong woke up the next morning, he was not in a hurry to go to the venue.

After washing up and having some breakfast, he took out his laptop and started writing "Yellow Card Man".

He got "Wind-Up Girl" but not "Yellow Card Man".

"Yellow Card Man" is a short story that shares the same world view as "The Clockwork Girl".

In fact, "Yellow Card Man" can also be called "The Prequel of Chen Fusheng", because this novel tells the story of the pov character Chen Fusheng in "A Clockwork Girl".

The so-called yellow card people refer to the Chinese.

The reason why these Chinese are called yellow card people is because they all hold a yellow card to prove their identity.

Chen Fusheng was originally a wealthy Chinese businessman in Malay, but in this chaotic world, Malay has experienced brutal racial wars, and these Chinese have become the thorn in the side of the green-headed Malay locals.

Just like beating the landlords, the more privileged foreign Chinese became victims of racism, and the local green headbands brutally massacred them.

In the book, Chen Fusheng once made a summary of the racial war in his heart.

"And isn't that why Malay Greenheads hate us Chinese? Because we look so superior? Because we look so rich? Because we talk nicely, work hard, while they're slacking off every day. Sweating hard?"

This is Chen Fusheng's subjective idea, but it is not unreasonable.

No matter what the reason is, when classes appear, contradictions will naturally appear. No one will reflect on their own problems first, and they will not think that laziness is the reason for their poverty.

In this novel, Chen Fusheng climbed out of the pile of dead people. For this scene, Paul gave a more detailed description, as if he maximized the tragedy of the Yellow Card Man from the very beginning.

In Zhang Zhong's view, compared to such a long novel as "A Clockwork Girl", "The Yellow Card Man" is smoother and easier to read.

He didn't get this short story, but he wanted to send this novel to readers in this world, so he decided to write this not-so-long novel based on his own impressions.

It's not the first time he has done such a thing, but he is quite familiar with it.

About halfway through writing, Zhang Zhong checked the time, it was already twelve noon, and he needed to go out to find something to eat.

Of course, before eating, he had to pay attention to the official news of the World Science Fiction Convention - to see who will hold the right to host the next World Science Fiction Convention.

But what surprised him was that he searched the Internet for a long time but couldn't find any news from the World Science Fiction Convention.

Didn't they announce it?

It stands to reason that the results should be announced on the official website after the regular meeting of the guild in the morning.However, the fact is that there is no such news on the official website.

Of course, Zhang Zhong was only slightly surprised. After all, there were still three days left before the conference and today, and the guild could choose to announce the news at any time during this period.

After having lunch in the hotel, Zhang Zhong went back to his room to continue working on "Yellow Card Man".

This sitting lasted until five o'clock in the evening, and he had already produced the first draft of "Yellow Card Man", and even roughly revised it.

Of course, the work on "Yellow Card Man" has not been completed yet, and he will spend some time making further revisions after the sci-fi convention is over.

He would like to continue working now if he could.

After the first revision just now, he suddenly had a new idea.

But it was getting late now, the awards ceremony was about to start at eight o'clock, and he needed to be there at seven o'clock, and before that, he needed to take a shower, change clothes, and have a good meal.There is not much time left for him, and he needs to complete these two things within an hour.

The hotel he lives in is not far from the gymnasium, and with Zhang Zhong's footsteps, he can get there in less than 10 minutes.

However, the General Assembly sent a special car to pick it up, mainly to avoid confusion.

After dinner, Zhang Zhong took a special car and went to the gymnasium.

The award ceremony was held in the theater inside the gymnasium, a long distance from the entrance, but Zhang Zhong's car stopped at the entrance, and a red carpet went all the way from the place where he got off to the theater.

Zhang Zhong also came to the Hugo Awards Ceremony for the first time. Looking at the long red carpet in front of him, and the countless spears sprinting on both sides of the red carpet, he raised his eyebrows. This row is indeed bigger than the Nebula Awards .

Surrounded by a group of people, Zhang Zhong stepped onto the red carpet.

The flashes kept flashing, and Zhang Zhong could only walk forward with his eyes slightly squinted.

"Pz, I heard that you arrived at the venue yesterday, why didn't you show up in the middle?"

"May I ask if you have confidence in tonight's awards ceremony?"

"You have four novels shortlisted for the Novel Award. Does this mean that the Novel Award is already in your pocket?"

"Why did you not go to the Nebula Awards last time, but this time the Hugo Awards came? Is it because you think the Nebula Awards are no longer challenging, or do you think the Hugo Awards are more challenging?"

"Before that, someone predicted that you would not come to the venue, because last year the Hugo Awards released your pigeons. Everyone said that the reason for the suspension of the Hugo Awards last year was because of you. Do you think so?"

"After you won the Nebula Award, you gave readers a gift, which is a new book. If you won the Hugo Award this time, will you also give readers a gift? If not , isn’t it a bit unfair?”

The last question was asked in Chinese. Zhang Zhong glanced at the reporter who asked the question, and he was also an Asian face.

Zhang Zhong couldn't help smiling. After listening to the questions for a long time, it seemed that the sharp questions were all asked by this compatriot. Sure enough, the reporter cheated people regardless of your nationality.

"Thank you for your attention. I came to participate in the World Science Fiction Convention this time mainly with the mentality of learning and visiting. Of course I am happy to win an award, but even if I don't win an award, it is a great thing to be able to participate in such a grand event. As for As for the gift, I think the Nebula Award and the Hugo Award are the two major awards in the fantasy science fiction world, and they should be paid attention to by the same group of people. As usual, he walked into the theater with a smile.

The reporters didn't give up, but there was nothing they could do. The red carpet area wasn't a special interview area. Zhang Zhong was already saving face, at least he stopped and said a few words. He could just walk in without them.

Later, after the award ceremony, there will be a special interview time. These reporters all want to wait until then to interview Zhang Zhong.

(End of this chapter)