The day before the award ceremony, Wu Xiaotian received a notice from the competition organizing committee asking him to prepare to attend the press conference and dinner that night.

Wu Xiaotian was not interested in the press conference, but he agreed to the invitation to the dinner.

This Japanese mystery novel Grand Prix is ​​held for the whole world. Tomorrow is the official award ceremony. Tonight's dinner should be the mystery novelists all over the world invited to attend the award ceremony. They will all attend.

Wu Xiaotian spent most of his time in China for more than a year and had no contact with writers outside. Therefore, he wanted to go and see this dinner.

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That night.

Wu Xiaotian and Beibei dressed in their clothes and got into the car to the hotel where the dinner party was.

The competition organizing committee dinner hotel is not far from Wu Xiaotian's hotel, and it only takes more than ten minutes to take the bus.

Because the dinner was held after the press conference, and when Wu Xiaotian arrived, the press conference was not over yet, so there were not many people in the hotel, especially those journalists, who are now at the press conference, and there are basically no signs of them at the dinner venue.

Originally, Wu Xiaotian was worried that when he came to attend the dinner, he would encounter many interviews from reporters, especially when Beibei was very popular in Japan, he doubted whether he had called the competition organizing committee in advance and asked them to come out and take it.

However, when he saw the situation on the scene, he immediately left this concern behind.

Wu Xiaotian brought Beibei into the hotel unimpededly.

"Hey, are you Wu Xiaotian?"

Just as Wu Xiaotian was about to find a place to sit down with Beibei, a young blonde and blue-eyed foreigner suddenly came over and greeted him in a stiff Chinese language.

"Who are you?"

Wu Xiaotian was slightly stunned and confused by the sudden greeting. He paused and asked, "Yes, I am Wu Xiaotian, who are you?"

"I am Cruise, British, I'm very happy to see you!" Cruise continued to say in Chinese.

"Hello, hello, I'm very happy to see you too!" Wu Xiaotian recalled carefully in his mind, and seemed to have not known this British man named Cruise.

"Hi, little Beibei, I'm very happy to see you!" While Wu Xiaotian was thinking, Cruise had already greeted Beibei with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Cruise!"

Beibei was not afraid of anything. She widened her eyes and said hello to Cruise politely.

"Mr. Wu, first of all, I introduce myself. I am a mystery novelist from the UK. I participated in this year's Japanese mystery novel Grand Prix. This time I came to Japan, and I also came to participate in the competition award ceremony. I have read the two books you participated in. I think I wrote very well. Originally, I thought that the most important award in this year's competition was definitely my winner, but since I read your book, I feel that I can only be the second place."

Cruise talked a lot, and the whole process was in Chinese. Although sometimes it was a little stuck, it was still finished.

"Uncle Cruise, you speak Chinese so well!" As soon as Cruise finished speaking, Beibei immediately praised.

"Ha ha……"

Cruise laughed, his eyebrows raised, his eyebrows were raised, and he said happily: "Thank you, Beibei, this is the best thing I have heard. Well, the culture of China is very profound and I have always liked it very much, so I started learning Chinese language a few years ago. Now, there is basically no problem in normal communication with Chinese people."

"Well, Uncle Cruise is so awesome. I'm learning English too!" Beibei nodded and said.

"Is that so? Babe is also very powerful!" Cruise stretched out his thumb.

So Bebe and Cruise left Wu Xiaotian aside and started chatting with each other.

Cruise?

British mystery novelist?

Beibei and Cruise were chatting, but Wu Xiaotian did not interrupt, but looked at them with a smile.

At the same time, the most famous detective novel in his previous life, "Shelf's Detective Collection", and the creator of this novel, A Conan Doyle. Of course, in this world, there is no writer A Conan Doyle, who is the novel.

However, after hearing Cruise's introduction, Wu Xiaotian remembered it a little. He had heard of the name Cruise.

Yes, I've heard it!

I remember that at that time, Brother Yan, Ajiu and others talked about the list of candidates for this mystery novel competition. They focused on several names, among which the name of the British Cruise was one of them. At that time, Brother Yan and others called Cruise one of Wu Xiaotian's biggest competitors and the person with the most chance to win the award.

But at that time, Wu Xiaotian just smiled and didn't expect to meet him here.

However, he was a little surprised to see the British mystery novelist Cruise. Because when he heard Yan Ge talk about Cruise with Ajiu and others, he always thought Cruise was a middle-aged and elderly person, but he didn't expect that when he saw him in person, he was a young man in his twenties.

It seems that there are still many talented people in this world.

"Hello, hello!"

Wu Xiaotian shook hands with Cruise again and said with a smile: "I have heard of your name too, and the novel is well written."

"Haha, by the way, you didn't attend the press conference tonight?" Cruise glanced at the hall and asked Wu Xiaotian.

"Um."

Wu Xiaotian nodded and replied: "There are too many people in that place, and there are many reporters. It is inconvenient for me to take Beibei over. Moreover, I don't like that kind of occasion."

"Haha, so do I." Cruise nodded deeply in agreement.

The two of them walked into the hall while talking.

Cruise should have a good reputation in reasoning. Along the way, people came up to say hello to Cruise. While responding, Cruise also introduced Wu Xiaotian.

Therefore, this also made me meet a lot of people. In the end, a few people gathered together and started chatting with each other again.

Sometimes, when you meet people from other English-speaking countries who don’t understand Chinese, or when you encounter Wu Xiaotian, a half-hearted English, Cruise is also enthusiastic and takes the initiative to help translate, and it doesn’t take much trouble to chat with a few people.

In this way, after more than ten minutes, just as Wu Xiaotian and others were having a hot chat, suddenly there was a noise outside the hall of the dinner, followed by a large group of people coming in through the gate.

Among them, there are journalists carrying long guns and short cannons, as well as hotel staff, and of course, there are even mystery novelists surrounded by everyone.

Wu Xiaotian could see that basically every reporter surrounded him, he should be the writers who had just attended the press conference. After attending the press conference, they came to the dinner hall under the stars of the reporters.

Among them, there are only one middle-aged man in his thirties who is the most popular because there are more than a dozen or twenty journalists around him. And the middle-aged man is also proud and proud when he is surrounded by everyone. He ignores the reporter's questions and has not answered several questions from reporters along the way.

However, as they entered the hall, this changed immediately.

Because of the many reporters, their eyes looked at the same place!
Chapter completed!