newbobooks Chapter 256 Do you want to go see "North Silicon"?
Chapter 256 Do you want to go see "North Silicon"?
Chapter 256 Do you want to go see "North Silicon"?
The first prize winner was the last author to go on stage the day before. He had a good stage presence and spoke clearly, so it was reasonable for him to win the award.
Halliday looked disdainful, "I don't think he's as good as you, but a second prize is worse than nothing."
Halliday took the certificate from his hand and looked at it lovingly. Editor-in-Chief Zhou's signature was on the bottom of the certificate.
Qiu Huoming smiled to himself, Halliday looked exactly like his fans in later generations.
He has two certificates, one for the second prize and the other for an honorary certificate. He gained a lot from this meeting.
Everyone in the audience felt that the award ceremony was over. Now that the dust had settled, they all felt relaxed and the volume of discussion gradually increased.
The host came on stage again and said cheerfully, "The award ceremony is over. Next, please move to the square outside the venue in an orderly manner. Our photographer wants to take a group photo with everyone..."
Halliday stood up quickly. He looked at Chief Editor Zhou in the front row. He stretched out his hand to pull Qiu Huoming up and said, "Squeeze next to Chief Editor Zhou later!"
Qiu Huoming was about to agree when he saw Editor-in-Chief Zhou seemed to have heard it. He turned around and waved to him.
These people looked at Qiu Huoming with a hint of curiosity.
Editor Zhou pointed to a chair next to him and said, "Sit down."
Qiu Huoming glanced at his watch. It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was shining brightly. At the request of the photographer, several staff members were arranging the people participating in the meeting to stand on the stairs of the square.
Editor Zhou looked at him but didn't say anything. He pointed to his side and said, "Follow me, let's take a photo together later."
There was a banner behind everyone with the theme of the meeting written on it.
He had already gotten what he wanted. In this kind of situation, it was really not appropriate for him to follow. He waved his hand and said, "Editor Zhou, Huo Ming, goodbye. I'll go back to my room first..."
Editor-in-Chief Zhou was equally pleased and even asked Qiu Huoming to take a photo with him.
Editor-in-Chief Zhou led the way in front, and Qiu Huoming followed quickly.
Editor Zhou saw that he was so attentive, so he didn't stop him. He smiled and said, "Just like you, boiled water."
The group walked outside and found that the square opposite was already crowded with people.
Then he opened the first office in the corridor and walked in.
Qiu Huoming looked at the situation and thought it would be inappropriate for him to sit in the front. Just as he was about to take a step forward, his hand was grabbed by Editor Zhou, "I'll sit on the side. If you stand behind me, you won't block others."
"I'll tell you something later. Come with me to my office."
He walked over and asked, "Uncle Zhou, what do you want to drink?"
He probably suggested this because he saw that Qiu Huoming was too tall.
"What do you want to drink?" Editor-in-Chief Zhou turned around and asked.
He pulled Qiu Huoming and squeezed over.
After the photos were taken, Editor Zhou looked at Qiu Huoming and instructed:
"Don't be fooled by the small number of people. They are all elites, and a few of them are out..." While introducing them to Qiu Huoming, he walked quickly along the corridor next to him to the second floor.
Qiu Huoming glanced at a thermos placed in the corner. Next to it was a glass cabinet with several tea cups in it.
Qiu Huoming poured two glasses of water and walked over.
Halliday laughed and said, "Then I won't join in the fun."
Director Jiang glanced at the people behind him, nodded, and stopped persuading them.
Seeing Halliday walking away, Teacher Li also said goodbye to them. Editor-in-Chief Zhou then turned around and said to Qiu Huoming, "Let's go."
Some of the people who are in the meeting will take the evening bus back, but most people will plan to leave the next day.
The person next to him wanted to exchange seats with Editor Zhou, but he declined, "I'll sit here, closer to my students."
Teacher Li, who was standing next to Editor-in-Chief Zhou, glanced at the two of them, said nothing, and took the initiative to walk to the front to lead the way.
People had already been seated in the first row. Editor-in-Chief Zhou walked directly to the seat at the very edge and sat down slowly. Qiu Huoming stood behind him and Halliday stood next to him.
After saying that, he followed the main group towards the guesthouse.
Qiu Huoming followed behind him.
There was a row of benches in front of the stairs, which were obviously reserved for Editor-in-Chief Zhou and some city leaders attending the meeting.
After taking several photos, everyone dispersed. Halliday seized the opportunity to take a photo alone with Editor-in-Chief Zhou.
When he arrived at the editorial office, it was not as busy as he had imagined. There were only a few people sitting there scattered around. When they saw Editor-in-Chief Zhou, they all greeted him respectfully.
The office was elegantly decorated, with a landscape painting on the wall behind the desk and a few calligraphy works hanging on the opposite wall.
Halliday's eyes lit up, and he immediately responded, "Coming!"
"Okay." It was still Halliday's loud voice.
Teacher Li looked around and felt embarrassed to sit down, so he simply stood behind Editor-in-Chief Zhou, side by side with Halliday.
Soon everyone took their seats. Director Jiang sat in the middle. He leaned over to look at Editor-in-Chief Zhou and said, "Old Zhou, why are you sitting so far away?"
"Just boiled water. I'll make it myself."
Qiu Huoming also planned to do so. There is no direct bus back to Wucheng County now. He will take the train to Luzhou early tomorrow morning. The early bus is faster for this distance and will arrive around 5 pm. After arriving in Luzhou, he will take a bus from Luzhou back to Wucheng County. Although the distance is not far, the road conditions are average and it will take about 4 and a half hours.
Qiu Huoming nodded.
"When are you leaving?" he asked.
Qiu Huoming pulled out a chair and sat down. "I will go to the 'Old North Station' early tomorrow morning and take the 6:10 train..."
"You bought the tickets?"
Qiu Huoming nodded and said, "I asked the people at the guesthouse to help buy it."
Letting them buy it, which means just paying a little more in handling fees, is much more cost-effective than going far away to buy it yourself.
"I'm still being cautious. It's almost Spring Festival and tickets are very tight."
"Where is your hometown?"
"Wucheng County."
"It's not far. I've been to your hometown."
"Welcome to visit us again." Qiu Huoming said loudly with a grin.
Editor Zhou also laughed, blew a sip of the water in the teacup, and took a sip.
"I called you here today because I want to tell you something..." Editor-in-Chief Zhou looked up at Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming sat upright, with a curious look on his face. Are we going to get back to the point? He personally has a good impression of Editor-in-Chief Zhou, and he also sees the love that the other party has for him. This person has a broad mind and a generous demeanor, and is worth getting to know.
"I would like to invite you to go to the capital with me during the Chinese New Year."
Qiu Huoming was stunned when he heard this, and he looked at the other party with some confusion.
"I want to take you to see what you are talking about... the current 'Northern Silicon'. What is that like..."
Qiu Huoming didn't know what to answer for a moment.
Editor Zhou's face was no longer joking. He reached out and knocked on the table. "What? Don't you want to see it with your own eyes?"
Qiu Huoming swallowed his saliva and said, "I want to go and see it, but I may not have enough time during my vacation."
"It doesn't matter if school starts a few days later. I'll personally say hello to Dean Liu later."
"Then I have no objection. We can set off anytime..."
Qiu Huoming rubbed his palms, his heart full of anticipation. He had never been to the capital city of this era.
"Don't worry, all round-trip travel expenses will be reimbursed."
Qiu Huoming smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not worried about that, Uncle Zhou. I want to know why you took me to the capital."
“The motherland needs talents.”
He only said a few words, but Qiu Huoming felt the weight of them in his ears.
"I……"
"You're not the only one here. There are students from other schools as well."
Qiu Huoming felt relieved after hearing this. He was worried that Editor-in-Chief Zhou wanted to train him to engage in scientific research project development, which was not what he wanted.
If there are many people traveling with him, he will be inconspicuous.
"Wait here for a moment. I'll have someone write you a letter of introduction. You'll need it when you go to Beijing. Tickets are hard to buy during the first month of the year. Buy them in advance when you go back. You don't have to go to Shenhai. It's too much trouble. You can meet directly in Beijing."
"Okay!" Qiu Huoming answered very quickly this time.
Editor-in-Chief Zhou left the office. Qiu Huoming relaxed a little when he saw him walking away. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.
Shenhai seems to be his blessed land, and he always encounters good things when he comes here.
He looked at the window next to him. The window was half open and faced west. The setting sun was covering the area within reach of the window, casting a ray of golden light on the wall. A few branches were swaying in the wind, imprinting their shadows in the golden color. They swayed gently back and forth, and the light and shadow seemed to be dancing and gradually shrinking.
Qiu Huoming was watching intently. The light was turned on with a "click". The residual light on the wall suddenly disappeared, and the room was filled with goose yellow.
Editor Zhou walked in with two pieces of paper. "It's getting dark very quickly..."
He handed one of the papers to Qiu Huoming and sat back in his seat. "Please keep the letter of introduction first. I have applied for a sum of money for you. Is 30 yuan enough? I will use the receipts to settle the account later..."
He took out a pen and pushed the other piece of paper in his hand to Qiu Huoming, "Sign your name below."
"Oh." Qiu Huoming glanced at what was written on the paper. It was a receipt form with an amount of 30 yuan.
After he signed, Editor Zhou handed him an envelope and said, "Keep it. It's almost the New Year, and there are too many pickpockets out there. Don't show off. Also, be alert when you're outside."
"Let's go, I'll take you out to eat..."
"Okay." Qiu Huoming quickly put away the envelope and letter of introduction, then stood up with his bag on his back.
They walked to the door and turned off the lights. The light in the corridor was poor and it seemed a bit dark. They went downstairs. The lights downstairs were already on and it seemed that those people were just getting busy at this moment.
As soon as he reached the door, he saw Nana walking towards him with a stack of manuscripts. He looked up and saw Qiu Huoming, and immediately smiled and said, "Oh, so you are an employee of the editorial department! I work in the printing factory..."
"What a coincidence." Qiu Huoming greeted her.
Nana was about to reply when she turned around and saw Editor Zhou walking beside him. She immediately stopped smiling and bowed her head to greet Editor Zhou, "Editor Zhou...Editor Zhou, I'm going to deliver something!"
After saying this, he quickened his pace and disappeared in a moment.
"Do you know her?" Editor-in-Chief Zhou asked.
"We set up the venue together."
"I see."
The outdoor street lights have been turned on, but the sky has not yet completely darkened, and the surroundings are still bright.
"I'll take you to eat fried steamed buns." Editor-in-Chief Zhou said with a smile.
"okay."
Qiu Huoming also likes this. These common foods are the most nutritious.
The two walked to the street. At this moment, pedestrians who were returning home late were walking hurriedly, bicycles passed by them, and occasionally a car whizzed past on the road with its headlights on.
The evening breeze began to grow cooler, Qiu Huoming tightened his old cotton-padded jacket, and the twilight around him grew thicker.
The two chatted as they walked. "Are you feeling sad at all for only winning second prize today?" Editor-in-Chief Zhou suddenly asked.
Qiu Huoming shook his head. "Of course not. I was originally a contestant who joined in midway. I am happy to have a chance to go on stage and spread my knowledge."
Editor Zhou reached out and patted his shoulder. "I didn't misjudge you. You were the first prize winner, but I replaced you. Are you angry?"
"Why do you want to replace me? What is the first prize?" Qiu Huoming asked curiously.
Editor Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I was afraid that you would become the target of public criticism. Now it seems that you won't mind. The prize is also a pen and an extra notebook."
"Then I feel relieved. I have quite a lot of notebooks, so I don't need this one." Qiu Huoming expressed his attitude with a smile.
Not far ahead, a Xiaolongbao restaurant with lights on was open for business. The curling hot steam emanated from the steamer at the door, dyeing the twilight like a painting from the previous year.
A woman was holding a child's hand, and her other hand was reaching into her bag, preparing to take out money. The child raised his head, staring at the steamers, and was almost drooling.
A few people came over from behind and entered the store. The noise around the store was loud and blew in with the evening breeze...
"This is it, it's a time-honored brand." Editor-in-Chief Zhou said with a smile.
Qiu Huoming looked at the familiar sign and his mouth watered.
When we entered the store, we found that the space was not big, with two rows of tables and chairs arranged tightly together. There were only seven tables, and half of them were already occupied.
Editor-in-Chief Zhou first took him to the checkout to buy some pan-fried steamed buns, added a serving of xiaolongbao, and ordered two bowls of shredded egg soup. He handed the note to the people in the kitchen, and then found a seat to sit down.
There was a vinegar dish on the table. Qiu Huoming placed the dish in place with familiarity, poured vinegar into it, then stood up and took out two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons from the cupboard.
"Have you eaten it before?" Editor Zhou couldn't help but ask when he saw his skillful movements.
"Yes, a friend took me there. It's in Yu Garden."
"Hey, have you been to our Shenhai?"
"I've been here once, so this time I've been here twice..."
"Do you like Shen Hai?"
"like."
Qiu Huoming came in a hurry this time, because the day after tomorrow is Laba Festival. Wucheng County usually celebrates Laba Festival as the Little New Year, so he has to hurry home. Otherwise, he would like to stay in Shenhai and watch more dramas and Kunqu operas.
The steamed buns were ready and served in a moment. The pan-fried steamed buns and egg soup took a few minutes to arrive. When everything was ready, Editor-in-Chief Zhou carefully picked up a steamed bun and placed it in the vinegar dish. "Let's eat."
Qiu Huoming first ordered a pan-fried bun. It was fresh out of the pan, and the sesame seeds on it were still emitting a fragrant aroma. It was really tempting...
As soon as he took a bite, the soup overflowed, scalding him so much that he grimaced, but he couldn't bear to spit it out. The meat of this pan-fried bun was chewy, the dough was crispy at the bottom and soft on top, the combination of the two was simply amazing.
Director Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, saw him being so greedy and liked him more. A genius would be more down-to-earth if he had some flaws. He smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"
“It’s…delicious.”
Qiu Huoming then let out a breath, lowered his head and took a sip of the egg soup.
Outside the window, the wind blew fallen leaves around on the sidewalk. One of them stuck to the glass, and a passing child reached out and grabbed it...