The Goddess Shines on America

Speck came to Caltech today because he was personally invited by the principal. After all, not every student who graduated from the Institute of Science and Technology can become the chairman of a national book publishing house like Bantam. As the principal of a scientific research institution, he is of course more aware of the importance of attracting people from the book publishing industry. It just so happens that Speck was born in Caltech, so it is only reasonable to send the invitation letter.

Therefore, when Speck came to the meeting hall, he knew that he and the people around him had no fundamental common topics, so he simply started his old business, that is, new book promotion. Inside Louis Vuitton's high-end large leather bag, there were at least a hundred thick stacks of tri-fold brochures, and he had given out at least half of them within half an hour of his arrival.

After all, there are very few scholars who do not like to read books.

"This is our new book "Shanghai Bookstore" that will be released in August. I hope the professor will support you a lot."

"This is our new book "Blood Sea Like a Soul" that will be released in September. I hope you can recommend it to your friends."

Standing in the most obvious part of the auditorium, Speck became a salesman of his company with a smile on his face. Gradually, he didn't need to find it alone, and the teachers around him consciously surrounded him. Many people from a little distance saw this situation, made some inquiries, and after knowing that it was the chairman of Bantam who was recommending a new book, they all gathered here by coincidence.

"Hi Mr. Speck, I'm Matthew Edison from Astrophysics, I would like to ask, does your company have any information about..."

"Al-Tran, Department of Theoretical Physics, I very much hope that Bantam will reprint "Quantum Mechanics". Your book has misspelled words on pages 5, 17, and... several places!"

"Speck..."

"Hey John! John! John!"

When several teachers gathered around Speck to ask questions, an excited voice sounded from a distance, and a man quickly passed through the dense crowd and squeezed in front of Speck like a fish.

"Jurassic Park! Jurassic Park!"

Because the crossing operation took a lot of physical strength, Mr. Mayer was out of breath when he spoke. Speck saw the tri-fold page waving in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Ah, yes, friends, we are very There will be a science fiction novel coming out in January, and that’s Jurassic Park! I heard friends, this book…”

"Author, author... John, tell me the truth..."

Mr. Mayer gasped, "Is the author of this book, Alice Wang, a little Asian girl about twelve years old?"

The crowd immediately became very quiet, and many people looked back and forth between the two of them in surprise and curiosity.

What did he just say?

A twelve-year-old girl has written a novel, and it's not in the field of children's literature, but a science fiction story, and it doesn't look...not a children's science fiction story!

"Oh... that's right, Togo."

Speck was also a little dazed, and thoughtfully, his eyes began to scan the crowd in the distance: "You can't see Miss Alice here, right?"

Mayer was really sure now, he covered his face vigorously and wiped it down, and even flicked his hooked nose: "That's right, John, it's in that corner, Alice... That little Asian girl just told me she wrote Jurassic Park for your company..."

Standing far away in the corner, when Alice saw the whole group, no less than ten old men, looking at her in unison, she rolled her big eyes upwards.

"Little girl, it seems that your father is impatient."

"You are the quick-tempered! Your whole family is quick-tempered! How dare you say that my father is quick-tempered? You...wow!"

Before the petite and lovely Marisa could say a few more words, there was a rumbling sound, and more than a dozen adult men strode through the dense crowd, instantly surrounding the two little girls!

"Your name is Alice? This gentleman said you wrote a book..."

"Which professor's child are you? Ah... If the surname is Wang, could it be that guy James..."

"You really wrote this book? Do you like literature very much? I am a professor of literature..."

"Get out of the way!"

A shout of anger brought back to their senses the group of horned horned people who devoted themselves to learning all day long. Speck strenuously passed through them, and he could be regarded as coming to Alice.

"Are you guys bombarding a little girl like this? She is not a Hollywood star, and you are not the paparazzi of the Sun newspaper. Can you be a little educated!?"

In a few words, Speck vigorously drove the crowd away by three or two meters, and then turned around and smiled at Alice: "Hey, Alice, we met again. They didn't scare you, did they?"

"Uh... Mr. Speck, thank you, thank you."

I just met the other party two months ago. Although the chairman did not show up when I published the book, he must have taken care of me. This is the case when we meet again at this time. Alice is really dumbfounded Feel.

"Gentlemen, this "Jurassic Park" was indeed created by the girl in front of me, Alice, and I am here to prove it to everyone."

Speck said loudly to everyone: "But please don't ask too many questions. After all, this is an academic exchange meeting, not Alice's new book signing. If everyone is really interested in her and this book If you are interested, please use direct purchases to satisfy your curiosity around November, what do you think?"

Speck's words are of course from his own standpoint, and of course, Alice also knows that this is also good for her. After all, these people can be regarded as small influential people. If they keep asking around their new book, and if they accidentally spoil it, it is likely to reduce the sales of the new book!

"That...everyone, I want to ask a question."

The reason why Marisa was "provoked" was because Alice had been observing everyone in the audience before, and she is still doing it now: "Among you, there should be many of you who majored in science and engineering, right? Do you often need to use the computer?"

Several professors looked at each other in blank dismay. After all, the question was too preposterous. One of them nodded and said, "That's right, this one is from the law department, those two are from the literature department, and the rest of us are indeed science and engineering. How did you figure it out?"

Of course, it is judged from personal temperament and clothing details, but Alice did not answer this question, but showed a beautiful smile unique to beautiful little girls towards these old men with an average age of forty.

"Actually, gentlemen, writing is just a hobby of mine. They still have a job. Do you want to guess what it is?"

After finishing speaking, Alice still didn't forget to blink her eyes playfully, and the blue eyes seemed to contain a layer of mist.

For a moment, even Speck, who was more familiar with her, was stunned.

Not to mention the other engineering and technical geeks with an average age of 40. As colleagues, they know very well that at least half of them are not ready to get married.

So, after seeing Alice's youthful, lovely, beautiful smile, everyone nodded in unison following the question.

Standing close by and watching the whole process, the nine-year-old Marisa rolled her eyes three thousand times, but unfortunately, even her own father didn't have the time to pay attention to her now.

"Hmph, actually, I'm also an Otaku~"

Alice smiled and said: "I and the Bosack couple from Stanford—you should know each other—found a company in partnership to produce Internet hardware equipment. There is already a finished product, and I invented it myself. , call the router."

In this way, she immediately showed a fox-like smile: "Do you want to see it?"