Back to 80: My Literary Life

"Xixi, hurry up and pack your things, or you will miss the plane." Liu Xiaoli urged her daughter.

"Mom, today is only the 15th. The aunt said that we can go there on the 16th? If we don't win the prize, the aunt said we don't have to go." Liu Yifei asked puzzled.

"Then let me ask you, do you think your godfather can win the prize?" Liu Xiaoli asked back.

"Of course he can."

"Yes! But it's not enough to just say it, others don't know, we have to show our support with actions! We went there before the award ceremony, which means we firmly believe that your godfather will definitely win the prize! Your godfather will definitely be very happy if he knows."

"Oh, I understand." The little girl said sensibly.

Liu Xiaoli touched her daughter's head again and said gently: "Xixi, we were helpless when we came to the United States, but now we have someone, your godfather and godmother!"

The little girl looked at her mother, not quite understanding, but still nodded.

"Okay, Xixi, you don't have to think too much. When you meet your godfather, you must be obedient and learn to be a good boy. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah, I listen to my mother."

Liu Xiaoli smiled with satisfaction.

Although the marriage has brought great harm to her, she is lucky to have a smart and well-behaved daughter.

Although she is only 11 years old, in a sense, she has begun to support her as a mother.

Because, for the second Harry Potter movie, Liu Yifei's salary has soared from 200,000 US dollars in the first movie to 1 million US dollars!

Although it is still a little worse than the other two leading actors, Liu Xiaoli is already very satisfied.

After paying taxes, 1 million will still be 800,000, which is enough for them and their daughter to go from the initial embarrassment to basically having enough food and clothing now.

What's more, there will be a third and fourth movie later, and the salary will increase.

The mother and daughter packed their luggage and hurried downstairs, disappearing in the hustle and bustle of the city.

Fang Minghua didn't return to the hotel until almost five in the afternoon. After taking a shower, he had dinner with Demi and other staff members of the publishing house. At this time, he met Liu Xiaoli and her daughter who came from New York.

Liu Xiaoli now looked radiant instead of the sad face when Fang Minghua met her last year. Although she was wearing a very ordinary T-shirt and casual pants, she looked particularly beautiful.

"Call godfather quickly." Liu Xiaoli said to her daughter, of course speaking in Chinese.

"Godfather." The little girl called sweetly.

What?

Fang Minghua had to agree, and then asked curiously: "Why did you come early? Didn't you say tomorrow?"

"Minghua, Ms. Liu thinks you will definitely win the award. She and her daughter also want to watch the exciting moments tonight and share the joy." Demi explained with a smile.

"Mr. Fang, we have nothing to do in New York anyway, and Xixi clamored to come to see the godfather." Liu Xiaoli added on the side.

This woman's thoughts.

Fang Minghua certainly didn't point it out, so everyone had dinner together.

At 8pm, this year's World Science Fiction Convention was held at the Baltimore Opera House.

The Baltimore Opera House is famous for its famous "B" emblem, which symbolizes the history and glory of the theater.

Fang Minghua appeared at the door of the theater at 7:30.

Neither Demi nor Liu Xiaoli came.

Demi had some problems at work that needed to be dealt with by him - the 50,000 new editions of the first three Harry Potter novels that were transported from New York had some problems with the truck during the transportation.

Demi had to change the plan temporarily and personally contacted the senior management of the New York branch of ABC Express, which was responsible for the transportation task, hoping that they would quickly change the truck and ensure that it would arrive before noon the next day.

Liu Yifei did not appear at the venue but was "hidden" - to maintain the mystery of appearing at the reader meeting at noon tomorrow.

Since her daughter did not go, Liu Xiaoli naturally stayed, and she is now almost inseparable from her daughter. Arriving in Baltimore in advance has already made her attitude clear, and it doesn't matter whether she attends the award ceremony or not.

Unlike more than ten years ago when Fang Minghua attended the awards ceremony in Chicago, he wore a shirt and tie in a formal look. Tonight, he wore a T-shirt and casual pants, looking very relaxed.

As soon as he arrived at the theater door, he was surrounded by a circle of enthusiastic science fiction fans.

"Minghua, Minghua," the fans screamed, and even the reporters carrying cameras to interview could not squeeze in.

Fans asked for autographs and photos, and some fans who squeezed on the periphery even gave him kisses.

Damn!

There was even a very handsome young man!

Looking at the other person's affectionate eyes, Fang Minghua suddenly got goose bumps.

Fortunately, the security personnel who arrived stopped the fans in time, which allowed Fang Minghua to get away and enter the theater under the guidance of the staff.

The interior decoration and facilities of the theater are also quite luxurious. The theater with more than 2,000 people is almost full. There are writers, science fiction enthusiasts, magazine editors, screenwriters, etc., and of course reporters.

As Fang Minghua walked, people kept waving and greeting him.

"Hey Minghua!" A young woman stood up and called out.

Fang Minghua took a closer look and smiled.

Emily.

Old friends for more than ten years.

Now Emily has become a hot mom. Today, she is wearing a sapphire blue dress, which makes her proud figure even more hot.

The two walked together. Fang Minghua wanted to shake hands, but Emily gently hugged him and leaned over with her delicate face.

A kiss on the cheek? !

Fang Minghua has been to the United States several times and is already familiar with life here, but he is still not used to seeing people like this.

Including Li Li, although the two are close lovers, they are not like foreign couples who kiss each other when they meet, which is really a bit uncomfortable.

But the other party's pretty face was already pressed against her, so Fang Minghua had no choice but to touch her left and right cheeks politely.

"Why are you here? I remember you don't seem to be interested in science fiction, right?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"You are here, can I not come?" Emily smiled.

these words

Of course Fang Minghua knew that the other party was joking.

Emily now lives in New York, is married, has a lovely daughter, and has a happy family.

The two have been friends for many years.

"My daughter Olivia is a big fan of "Harry Potter" and said that the novels written by her mother are not as good as yours." Emily added.

"When she gets older, she will definitely like the novels you write." Fang Minghua replied: "You are a famous American love novelist."

"But when it comes to writing about love, I can't write about your "Covered Bridge's Lost Dreams"." Emily replied: "As I grow older, I feel more and more how great this novel is."

Can't love it?

Of course, now is not the time to chat about this. The two chatted for a few more words, and Fang Minghua sat down in his seat under the guidance of the staff.

At eight o'clock sharp, the award ceremony officially started.