The reborn manotaku

JFK Airport, bustling with people. The

immigration security line is very long, winding and snake rows, Li Huai and they are in front of a tour group, aunts and uncles are neatly wearing little red riding hoods, smiling.

I was asked a few questions briefly and successfully stamped and passed. However, the

young man behind them was repatriated by the original plane with a confused look, saying that he had a tendency to stay illegally.

As soon as he came out, Li Huai saw a card held high in the crowd, with his name drawn crookedly on Chinese.

Holding up the sign was a somewhat shabby white guy, dressed in shabby old fashion, looking left and right on his toes.

It was probably a group of Asian faces that poured out that made this guy a little dizzy, and he didn’t recognize it until Li Huai walked up to him.

“Departure love, Nihao, welcome to sister country.”

As if his tongue had been knotted, he greeted awkwardly.

Sister country?!

What rotten Chinese.

Li Huai held back a laugh, “Three grams of oil, lie down inside?”

The corner of the young man’s mouth twitched. The

leprechaun’s two shoulders twitched, and he said to the white boy in plain English, “You can speak English.”

The white guy was visibly relieved, “Great, my name is Eric, welcome to New York, please come with me.”

Although Li Huai was generally in English, he still understood these two sentences, nodded and followed him out of the airport.

Lawrence Press sent a black business car to pick them up, and after getting into the car, the young man named Eric seemed a little excited and kept talking to Li Huai.

Eric studied Chinese for a while, but the level of bad was the same as Li Huai’s English.

The two mixed Chinese and English, and the communication was very difficult, but fortunately there was a leprechaun on the side to translate.

Li Huai complained a little in his heart, this old Lawrence is also too buttoned, there are so many international students in New York, how can they not know to hire one.

However, after chatting for a while, I learned that this Eric was actually his exotic book lover, and as a distant relative of Lawrence, he volunteered to take this errand.

Seeing exotic book fans, Li Huai was naturally in a good mood and patiently communicated.

“Eric, how could you be interested in a tomb robbery novel from China?”

Li Huai finally asked his questions during this time, he was curious about how the English version of the novel would be popular, after all, the cultural core is different.

“It’s a wonderful story…”

Eric recounted what had happened.

It turned out that “The Legend of the Grave Robber” was introduced to their classmates by some Chinese students.

The first thing that attracted was young Germans, and Li Huaicai knew that tomb robbery adventure novels were very popular in Germany and occupied the top of the sales list all year round.

However, most of them encounter ghosts, while the Americans fight with mummies.

“Legend of the Grave Robber” depicts all kinds of poisonous insects, alien beasts, zombies, and refined animals… It was an eye-opener for them.

Coupled with various horror and suspense bridges, many people were immediately addicted to it, and many people used love to generate electricity to explain the Chinese Wenhua in the book.

Gradually, several book reviewers noticed “The Legend of the Grave Robber” and wrote a book review and published it in the newspaper, which aroused more people’s curiosity.

So it was…

Li Huai realized that when he wrote it, he did not want to please foreign readers, but he still attracted many people.

Not because of how awesome he wrote, but because of the splendid 5,000-year history and culture to back it.

The car drove all the way to a hotel in Brooklyn.

Eric took them to the front desk to register, and after a few more words with the leprechaun, he took his leave.

Cheng Yuanyuan took off her sunglasses, “He asked us to rest for a day first, and drive us to the publishing house tomorrow.”

Li Huai was stunned, “This is over, don’t you invite a meal to entertain?”

Cheng Yuanyuan shrugged with a smile.

“This slammy…”

The room was not bad, and the sun was shining outside, but the two of them were tired from the journey, and after taking a shower, they lay on the bed in their pajamas and didn’t want to move.

Li Huai pressed the TV boredly, but he couldn’t understand it with his hearing.

Suddenly, he saw a news footage of a bulldozer covered with an armored vehicle rampaging through the street, frantically destroying buildings on the side of the road.

“What kind of movie is this making?” Li Huai turned his head and asked.

The leprechaun explained as he watched.

“This was news the other day, in a small town in Colorado, a man named Marven was dissatisfied with the demolition and modified a bulldozer to destroy the city hall, bank, police station…”

Li Huai couldn’t help but open his mouth, “Hey, the people of the US imperialism are really in dire straits, and this resistance to demolition and relocation is also hardcore.”

After watching TV casually, the two fell asleep, and when they woke up, it was close to dusk.

This is different from Hua Guo, the street lights are dim at night and there are few pedestrians, and it is a completely different world during the day, and there are many homeless people lying on the street corner.

The two of them are not stupid and bold, naturally they will not go out casually, and they ordered a hotel room package to deal with it casually.

……

At ten o’clock the next morning, Eric drove to the hotel and took them to Lawrence Press, a few blocks away.

“Dear Lee, I finally see you again.”

Old Lawrence gave a big hug as soon as they met, and his face was happy, obviously representing Li Huai’s books to earn a lot of money.

He first took Li Huai to visit the publishing house.

This publishing house is not large, there are more than 20 employees, Li Huai looked through the books they published, most of them are some stall literature.

Under the explanation of the little leprechaun, Li Huai also roughly understood the content of these books.

Who TM fart said that foreigners like to read profound famous books, these more popular stall literature is either science fiction, muscle, sexy beauty, or beauty, romance.

Simply put, it’s yy male and female.

Li Huai also found that a female staff member was secretly reading unorthodox comics on the computer, it was Da Chao and the old man who were … Simply spicy to the eye!

Li Huai felt as if he had found a common denominator among the general public in the East and the West.

Boys generally like to fight, kill, kill and do dry, and girls have no resistance to the domineering president Ma Liyu.

The later fire of Twilight and 50-degree blackened gray can amply prove this. The

well-dressed and gentleman-looking old Lawrence was really not a serious person, and he was a Grandet.

Instead of going out to rent another venue, he held a book signing party inside the publishing house.

The staff set up tables in the corridors and halls to make a space, which is simply low.

However, what makes Li Huai happy is that these foreign book friends are very enthusiastic, and many people even cosplay to sign autographs.

It’s just that they seem to be more keen to dress up as the monsters in the book, and for a while there are groups of demons and monsters.

The book signing was followed by a meet-and-greet.

Under the translation of the goblin, Li Huai answered some questions.

A freckled girl with black-framed glasses raised her hand excitedly, “Hu Bayi finally chose Shelly Yang, or Fatty Wang?”

Li Huai’s head was full of black lines, “The last few volumes will be published soon, and you can find the answer in the book.”

A boy who looked like Geek had a serious face, “Mr. Li, the concept of ‘immortal’ is mentioned many times in your book, is it the meaning of God?”

Li Huai also became serious, “This is a difference between Eastern and Western cultures, ‘Immortal’ is usually cultivated by people, they feel the rules of the world, how to say… If the world were a perfectly functioning program, these people learned to write code and do many amazing things.

The young man opened his mouth wide, “Magical idea.”

The questions asked by some people were simply strange, and Li Huai could only deal with the past by talking nonsense.

The last white fat man raised his hand, “Will this novel be made into a movie?”

Li Huai nodded firmly, “There will definitely be such a day, not only movies and TV series, but also games.” ”

“yeah！”

Many of those present cheered and whistled.

After the book signing, Lawrence Sr. arranged for Eric to take them around New York and neighborhood for a few days.

Compared with the city, Li Huai prefers natural scenery, so there is no excitement, the only thing that is interesting is that the bull egg under Wall Street is touched by many women.

The relationship with Eric is also getting better and better these days.

Through chatting, Li Huai learned that he was not an employee of the publishing house, but helped his relative Lawrence Sr. in exchange for a free place to live.

He is a screenwriter and director, wrote and directed two independent films a few years ago, but unfortunately there was no movement at all, and last year he directed an American drama called “Tarzan”, but unfortunately pounced on the dog.

Desperate, he could only help Old Lawrence while looking for opportunities.

Li Huai also didn’t care, there were countless people like this who pursued their dreams and ended up destitute.

He has seen too much in the past two days, perhaps a homeless man on the side of the road was once a famous Wall Street elite, or an artist in a certain line.

They were once brilliant, but gradually declined, eventually addicted to drugs, or one day quietly died on the streets.

This is New York in Li Huai’s eyes, prosperous and cruel.

After two days of turning, Li Huai was not interested, but just as they were about to leave, Old Lawrence brought someone with him.

Looking at the well-dressed middle-aged white man in front of him, Li Huai couldn’t believe it, “You said you were from Fox and wanted to put my book on the big screen?”

“Yes, your book is wonderful, and the adventure genre is very popular with audiences.”

Although this person had a smile on his face, the arrogance in his eyes was difficult to hide at all.

Li Huai shook his head, “With all due respect, my book is not suitable for making a movie in Hollywood at all, except for martial arts films, Western audiences will not accept a Chinese protagonist.”

“You’re absolutely right.”

The middle-aged white man smiled and said, “So we plan to make some adaptations, such as replacing the protagonist with a white man, traveling to the mysterious China country, and meeting a beautiful local girl…”

Li Huai’s face became darker and darker, and it was best to listen to it and sneered,

“Lao Tzu!”