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Seeing that people have already pleaded to this point, Lu Menglin also knew that the situation was a bit urgent, and thought that he was only here to make soy sauce anyway, and few people knew him, so it would be okay to help him.

"Okay! What should I do?" Lu Menglin nodded.

Editor-in-Chief Hu seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, and he felt instantly at ease.

"No, no! I'll lead you up, you just sit down. Lu Feng will definitely be able to handle other things." Editor-in-Chief Hu said hastily.

While speaking, Editor-in-Chief Hu personally took Lu Menglin's little hand and led him to the rostrum step by step.

Lu Menglin of the later generations also often went on stage to talk about products, do road shows and so on. He was not at all afraid of the atmosphere on the stage, and sat on the rostrum with ease.

This inconspicuous action made the guests in the audience and the audience in the back row dumbfounded.

Chapter 52 Chain Reaction

"Look, look! Who is that on stage? Why do you look so young?"

"Yeah! That's a student, right? How did you get a student onto the rostrum?"

"Could it be a mistake? This is too bold!"

"No, haven't you seen the person who personally sent him up? That's the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World"!"

"The editor-in-chief personally sent him up? Oh my god! What did he do in his previous life? Save the world?"

Compared with the various speculations and discussions of the audience in the back row, there was a deathly silence in the front three rows of guest seats.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't understand why Editor-in-Chief Hu would send that young man on stage, and he was a person whom no one knew.

The black-faced uncle Ji Hu was also stunned. From the moment Lu Menglin took out his guest card, he had doubts about the identity of this young man.

This kid has a guest card and lives in the same room as me, but he is so young, who the hell is he?

Master Xiao Wang was equally astonished. He originally thought that the other party was a lowly salted fish who could be rounded and flattened by himself, but he didn't know that the other party was actually a giant crocodile, only showing the tip of the iceberg, and he was so scared that he almost passed the urine.

At first I thought that Xiao Lu would show timidity when he came on stage, but he didn't know that he sat on the stage in a stable manner. Although he was young, he looked like a general. This made Editor-in-Chief Hu feel even more embarrassed.

In the eyes of others, the identity of this young man is even more mysterious.

The host, Lu Feng, was still in dire straits, because Mr. Tang's absence, especially if the level or prestige of the one who made up was not enough, it would make the other big sisters feel very uncomfortable.

On the rostrum at this moment, there are a total of five main guests. They are several senior cadres from the Publicity Department of the Municipal Party Committee, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the Publishing Bureau. The highest ranking is Liu Changqing, the deputy director of the Publicity Department of the Municipal Party Committee.

This Deputy Minister Liu is a great god that the magazine has hired with great difficulty. If there are not enough guests to sit on the rostrum with him, who would dare to bear the face of the minister.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed all of a sudden, and editor-in-chief Hu brought Lu Menglin, a half-grown child, up.

Wait for the host Lu Feng to come back to his senses, good guy!People are already sitting firmly.

The other five guests all looked sideways calmly, wondering who the hell is this young man who would be lifted to such a height by the organizer.

Lu Feng suddenly groaned secretly in his heart, thinking to himself, Hu Yiming, Hu Yiming, you are usually unconstrained, whimsical, and unreliable, what is this place?What time is it?You actually led a little doll to the stage, do you want the leaders to go crazy?

However, Lu Feng just thought about it, and immediately recognized Lu Menglin.

Because this young author left a deep impression on him, whether it was the works or the previous side, he felt that this young man was quite special.

Now that this moment has come, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched.Lu Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked to the front of the stage.

"Hello everyone! I am Lu Feng, the host of this conference! The conference is about to start, and I will introduce the important guests of this conference."

"Please, Vice Minister Liu Changqing, Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee!"

"Please, Chairman Xu Jiayao of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles!"

"Please, Director Xing Chao of the General Administration of Publishing!"

"Please, Mr. Xu Changjiang, the president and editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" magazine."

After introducing the first five heavyweight guests in succession, when it came time to introduce Lu Menglin here, the host Lu Feng intentionally kept things a secret, paused, and smiled dryly: "As for the following guest, I believe everyone here Most of my friends do not know him. However, I believe that those of you who like "Science Fiction World" magazine should have read the cover story "Anti-Material War" in this issue. This is a rare masterpiece, and what's more rare is that this The author of this article is only 17 years old."

"He is... the author of "Anti-Material Warfare", Lu Menglin!" The host Lu Feng deliberately elongated his tone, bit the bullet, and introduced grandly.

There was a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience.

The army of readers in the back row applauded desperately, because for simple people, being able to write such an excellent novel is already very remarkable, let alone that he is still a 17-year-old boy.

With such a young and outstanding author, he must be able to write more and better works in the future to feast their eyes, so these readers will give the most sincere applause.

Afterwards, the applause from the guest seats in the first three rows of the stage also continued, and then became stronger and stronger, and finally merged into the torrent of applause from all directions.

Uncle Ji Hu naturally did his part. He was the first to applaud on the right side of the guest seats, while the other editor-in-chief surnamed Hu gave applause on the left side in support.

The guests in the first three rows were still a little confused by Monk Zhang Er, but seeing the applause getting louder and sweeping the audience like a torrent, they also clapped together.

It seemed that the magazine wanted to praise the young man on the bar, at least on the scene, everyone had to put on a show.

In the end, Vice Minister Liu Changqing Liu, who was sitting in the center of the rostrum, also slowly stretched out his palm, following the rhythm of everyone's applause, and began to applaud.

As soon as the big boss applauded, the host Lu Feng felt as if he had taken a reassurance. The tone was set, and the crisis was successfully resolved.

Lu Menglin sat on the rostrum, facing the applause like the tide, facing countless pairs of curious eyes, but he still maintained a calm state, and even picked up the teacup in the mood, and took a sip gently.

At this time, in the last row of the venue, the female college student Gui Qin was completely dumbfounded.

Despite the thunderous applause all around, she had a strange illusion of being deaf to it, and just stared at the guy on the stage.

"No, it won't! It's not true! It must not be!"

"That damned guy, how could he trample on my dignity again!"

Gui Qin, who seemed to have a normal complexion, felt the shock of thunder in his chest at this moment.

In any case, she never thought that she would meet such a monstrous existence in a very random encounter on the train.

That lofty figure represented a level that he couldn't reach even if he studied hard for ten years. The deep sense of powerlessness hit his heart, making Guiqin feel weak all over, and at the same time, his heart was filled with boundless regret.

If I had seized the opportunity at that time and had been relentlessly trying to please that guy, I might have been able to share in the glory at this moment.

It's a pity that there is no if in this world. Guiqin has mixed feelings in her heart. This feeling of confusion and heartbreak is just like winning a lottery prize with great difficulty, only to find out that the number is wrong, and miss the big luck. It is really heartbreaking .

"It's so handsome! Guiqin, the author of "Anti-Material Warfare" is so handsome! The meeting is over in a while, and I must go to him to ask for his autograph. Will you go?" The female companion next to her did not hide it Showing the appearance of a nympho, he asked Guiqin.

Guiqin had a wry smile on her face, she really wanted to say, I sat next to him last night, for most of the night!

It's a pity that she knew that no one would believe her, and even if she did, she would call her an idiot. With such a rare opportunity, why didn't she get in touch with that glamorous figure on the stage?

"Student Guiqin, what's the matter with you? You don't look very good. Is it because the air is too stuffy in here? How about I accompany you out for a walk?" The sunny boy beside him asked with concern.