"It's so big!"
Li Yao exclaimed at the "Pegasus Lake International Convention and Exhibition Center."
This convention and exhibition center was located in a new development zone in Jiangnan City. It was huge and magnificent. Several silver and grotesquely shaped buildings made people feel like they were traveling back and forth from the future.
Even though the main venue was as big as several football fields, today's convention and exhibition center was still crowded with animation enthusiasts and related manufacturers' staff from all over the country and even the world.
As far as the eye could see, there were fans of anime and fantasy culture everywhere. Like Yu Xin, they were wearing colorful outfits. Some of them were dressed as powerful sorcerers, some of them were dressed as creepy vampires, some of them were dressed as glamorous and charming banshees, and some of them were dressed as robots armed to the teeth. Of course, there were also swordsmen who were full of local characteristics and wore white robes that fluttered in the wind.
Some of them swaggered to and fro as if nobody else were around, showing off the delicate clothes that they had made themselves. Some of them even made up short dramas with plots that attracted a lot of viewers. It was a happy and harmonious scene. Li Yao even saw a black guy wearing a self-made 'armor' whose palms and back were glittering and smoking!
As an ordinary young man, Li Yao, of course, had also been exposed to fantasy entertainment products such as animation, online novels, and sci-fi movies. He had no resistance to them. It was just that he had been haunted by strange dreams in the past and spent most of his time sleeping or daydreaming. He was not as addicted as Yu Xin and Zhao Kai. Today, when he came to the Animation Festival, his mood was affected by so many enthusiasts and he was also interested. He was carrying a plastic inflatable prop called "Haotian Sword". He looked around and found it interesting.
"Wow, it's so big!"
Yu Xin was also beside him, drooling and looking around wretchedly. "Look over there, look over there. That hammer is so white! No, I mean, that pair of sabers is so round! Oh, you'll know when you see it. I really want to suffocate in it! "
Li Yao was a little speechless. "Speaking of which, why do we have to stand here? This seems to be the entrance of the toilet."
"That's where you don't understand. We're here to see the big sister, but everyone is dressed up so beautifully. If we don't take off our pants, how do you know who's the big sister and who's the crossdresser? What if you've been drooling over a Succubus or Banshee for a long time, only to find out that they've entered the men's room together with you when you need to pee? Wouldn't that be awkward? "
Yu Xin said, "So, of course, we have to stand at the toilet door first and figure out which girls are the real girls. Then, it'll be easier for us to make our move later … Don't look at me like that. What I mean is that we should take a picture with them, make a heart gesture, and leave our phone numbers and WeChat messages. That should be fine, right?"
"Yes."
Li Yao watched absent-mindedly. Suddenly, his gaze froze and he poked Yu Xin. "There seems to be some musical playing on the stage over there. Do you know what it is?"
"Where, where?"
Yu Xin narrowed his eyes and watched for a while before saying, "Oh, it's' The Legend of Super Cultivation. 'It's a pretty popular online novel. Recently, it seems to have been adapted into a comic book and a game. The game manufacturer wants to use the platform of the Animation Festival to advertise. Not only have they arranged for a musical, but they've also arranged for a parody show. Later, the author of the novel will be there in person to sign the book and sell it.
"'The Legend of Super Cultivation'?"
Li Yao subconsciously pressed his temples, feeling that his head was starting to ache again.
"Yeah, haven't you read it? It's about sword immortals, cultivators, demons, devils, and so on. I've read half of it and it's not bad, "Yu Xin said.
"I have to ask Zhao Kai if he wants to bring a signed book back for him. Hehe, I'll let him take care of my breakfast for a month!"
"Cultivators …"
Li Yao stared at the girls singing and dancing on the exhibition stage, whether they were wearing clothes or not. There were also various sound and visual effects created by flying swords shuttling back and forth, and scenes of mystic light shooting in all directions. For a moment, he only felt that the scene before his eyes blurred again, and another distant world became clearer and clearer.
At this moment, there was a commotion all around. Many anime fans and cosplayers took out their phones, lowered their heads to check, and discussed animatedly.
Yu Xin had just taken out his phone and was about to contact his roommates when he saw a message pop up. He was stunned and said in disbelief, "Gilson is dead? It can't be! "
"Which Gilson?"
Li Yao was at a loss.
"It's that 'Butcher' Gilson, the author of 'Blood and Sand.' He's a famous serious fantasy author all over the world, a real god. He's known for his ruthlessness and mercilessness towards his characters. He's known for killing without hesitation. Don't you know him?"
Yu Xin said, "The name of the novel is' Blood and Sand. 'Later, it was adapted into a TV series called' Song of the Abyss'. It's been quite popular in the past two years. Many people are following it. Even if you haven't read the novel, you must've watched the TV series before, right?"
"Now that you mention it, I remember. I've watched a few episodes of 'Song of the Abyss', but I didn't know that the original work was called 'Blood and Sand'. I didn't know that this Gilson was dead, either."
Fantasy literature, or rather, all fantasy entertainment works, were still in the budding stage of blooming. Even if it was a world-renowned Great God, no one in society would know of it. However, this was the animation festival, and most of the visitors and audience were enthusiasts of related fields. Naturally, they would have a strong reaction to the collapse of the industry's Great Mountain Dipper.
Li Yao didn't have such a strong reaction to the death of a foreign fantasy author, but seeing that many people were talking about it, he said casually, "What a pity. How did he die?"
"I think it was a heart attack. The old man wasn't young anymore, and he was fat. He killed and killed all day in novels. He couldn't stand the excitement and had a heart attack in the middle of the night. I think that's what happened. The specific news hasn't come out yet. It's all gossip. Let me check another website …"
Yu Xin lowered his head and swiped on his phone. He switched to a senior fan forum dedicated to fantasy entertainment works. Suddenly, his fingers and breathing stopped. His pupils contracted to the limit, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.
"What's wrong?"
Li Yao was shocked. "Don't tell me you have such feelings for this Gilson. I remember that you like to read manga, but you're not particularly interested in reading fantasy novels or watching TV series. Why are you joining in the fun?"
"That's impossible."
Yu Xin muttered, "Yoshihiro Takaya is dead too?"
"Eh?"
Li Yao was puzzled. "Yoshihiro Takaya … Who is he?"
"He's a manga artist from Japan. His masterpiece is called 'Jungle Hunter.' He has been drawing it on and off for 20 to 30 years. Many readers have died from exhaustion. I started reading it when I was in elementary school. Now, I'm about to graduate from university, but it's still far away from completion.
Yu Xin quickly scanned his phone. "The news has been confirmed by the Japanese police. It's not a mess of fake news. It seems that he was crushed to death by a truck that went out of control when he went out to play mahjong. His whole body was crushed to pieces, and his face was unrecognizable. Especially his hands, they were completely crushed into meat paste. Aiya, that's terrible!"
Yu Xin sighed and slapped his thigh.
It was obvious that for a veteran anime fan like him, the death of a Japanese manga artist was obviously more regrettable than the death of a Western fantasy novelist. However, Li Yao couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing. Was he lamenting the death of a genius manga artist, or was he gritting his teeth and saying, "It's good that he died." It was really strange.
The atmosphere of the anime festival was obviously dignified.
In this era of super advanced information, even across the ocean, there was nothing that could stop the news from spreading as fast as lightning.
Very soon, the news of the deaths of two masters from different fields, one from the east and one from the west, who brought endless imagination and joy to people, spread throughout the convention and exhibition center. Although it didn't completely extinguish the joyous atmosphere, it at least brought about two topics that weren't so relaxed. Calculating the time, the deaths of the two masters seemed to have happened at the same time, less than an hour apart. It wasn't clear if this was the will of the heavens, but it made people sigh.
Although the mood was a little gloomy, the series of activities that had long been prepared for the anime festival couldn't be delayed because of this. Very soon, with the addition of music and sound and visual effects, the atmosphere gradually warmed up again. On the exhibition stand of the game "Legend of Super Cultivation," the light singing and dancing had just ended. Amidst the screams of hundreds of fanatical fans and the official water army, the original author of the novel went up to the stage and started interacting.
"Thank you everyone for your support. Without you, there wouldn't be 'Legend of Super Cultivation' today. Thank you very, very much —"
The original author of the novel was alive and kicking on stage.
Li Yao looked at him from afar, and a bad premonition came from the depths of his aching brain.
Creak, creak.
He seemed to hear something and saw a few screws that hadn't been fixed properly break and disengage one by one.
"No —"
Li Yao cried out involuntarily, but he couldn't stop everything. He could only watch helplessly as a several hundred kilograms combined headlight fell from the sky above the exhibition stand and ruthlessly smashed the original author of the novel, who was promoting the game, into the ground in front of countless people.
…
When Li Yao and Yu Xin returned to the dormitory, they were like two battered and exhausted chickens that had lost their feathers.
It wasn't a joke that an accident had happened at the crowded anime festival. At that time, the order had been in chaos. The two of them ran out with great difficulty, and even one of Yu Xin's shoes had been squeezed off. He had no choice but to buy a pair of slippers at the last minute.
"Someone died, someone died. Something happened, something happened!"
His interest didn't decrease at all, and he didn't look frightened or sad at all. Instead, he knocked on the bed of the second oldest in the dormitory, Zhao Kai, and screamed, "Guess who died. I'm not talking about Gilson and Takaya Yoshihiro. I guarantee you won't be able to guess it!"
"What!"
Zhao Kai poked his head out from under the blanket and pulled out one of his earplugs. Although his tone was dissatisfied, there was still a smile on his face. "Don't mess around. I'm reading. What dead person? What does it have to do with me?"
"What book are you reading that's so engrossed in?"
Yu Xin screamed, "You don't know that such a big thing happened?"
"I don't know. I've been reading for the past two days. Hahahaha, I don't know what this dog author's dog brain is thinking. It's quite interesting. I really don't believe in him!"
Zhao Kai said cheerfully, "I sincerely recommend that you guys take a look. I haven't seen such nonsense in a long time."
"Really?"
Yu Xin originally wanted to tell Zhao Kai about the accident at the anime festival, but at this moment, he was attracted by Zhao Kai's words. He said, "What book? Who wrote it? I'll read it when I'm free."
"It doesn't matter if you read it or not, but Li Yao must read it. I guarantee you'll be surprised."
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