Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 455 Move Quickly

"I'm a fortune teller?"

The word fortune teller Zhang Chong used in English is "the person who tells your fate", which is not a new word, but Corden obviously has never heard of this book.

And he doesn't understand Chinese culture, so he feels quite curious.

"Well, if you are interested, you can go and have a look." Zhang Zhong smiled, and then said, "Sorry, I still have to buy soy sauce."

"Oh, thanks, I wonder if this video can be played on the show?" Corden asked.

Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, "Of course, but please make me look better."

"No problem, our photographers are very professional."

Zhang nodded, then turned and left.

After he was gone, Corden gestured to the photographer to signal the end of the shoot.

"Korden, why do I feel that the Chinese man just now looks a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before." The photographer said.

"Oh? Really? Do you remember where?" Corden asked.

The photographer thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't remember."

"All Asians look similar, and it's normal for you to feel this way. Do you think he looks a little like Jamie?"

The Jamie in Corden's mouth refers to the Korean man who played the fortune teller just now, the photographer looked at Jamie, nodded and said, "What you said is indeed a bit similar, have you heard of the book he mentioned? "

"I haven't heard of it, maybe it's their Huaxia book, and you know, I rarely read books."

"I rarely read books, but I think we should read that book, maybe it will help our show."

"If I have time, I'll read it." Corden said so, but the camera saw at a glance that it was impossible for him to read the book.

……

Of course, Zhang Zhong didn't go to buy soy sauce, but went out of that "fortune-telling street" and looked for a place to eat nearby.

Naturally, the most eaten ones are hamburgers and the like. Zhang Zhong didn't want to eat these, nor did he want to eat Chinese food here, so he found a steak restaurant and walked in.

People here rarely eat steak. There are not many people in the restaurant, and it is not a high-end restaurant. However, seeing the price on the menu, Zhang Zhong is still looking forward to the steak he will eat.

But in the end, he was very disappointed. A meal cost him close to two hundred dollars, and he was still not full.In fact, if you eat steak here, you can eat a good meal for tens of dollars. Zhang Zhong doesn't know why such an ordinary steak can be sold so expensive.

When he finished paying and was about to leave the restaurant, he suddenly heard cheers in the restaurant. The reason for the cheers seemed to be because of a man who just passed by him.

Some even ran over to get the man's autograph.

Zhang Zhong probably guessed why this restaurant is so expensive, he shook his head, he would ask the locals first next time he comes to eat.

If I had known it earlier, I would have gone directly to Findila, at least the restaurant recommended by Affleck should not be too bad.

After walking out of the restaurant, he suddenly remembered that he still had one thing to do.

New book, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? "has been sent to Chen Qing before, and he wants to post a newsletter to tell readers about the new book.

After opening Weiyu, he edited a post: Do bionics dream of electric sheep?

A question, no book title.

When he posted this news, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, while it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night in Huaxia.

However, after his post was sent out, there were still a lot of comments quickly.

[I'll go, what's going on in the middle of the night, the boss hasn't slept yet. 】

[He must be in the United States, it's afternoon over there. 】

[Nonsense, he must go to the awards ceremony. 】

[Do androids dream of electric sheep?What does it mean? 】

[Will it have something to do with the Nebula Award?Are androids clones? 】

[It's not a clone, it should be an artificial human, but what the hell is an electronic sheep? 】

[Does the electronic sheep have any meaning? 】

【Electronic sheep is a kind of equipment in [-] years of scientific research in Wales. In order to improve productivity, the researchers placed two electronic ewes equipped with sensors outdoors...】

[Electronic ewe... why do I think Zhang Zhong is not talking about this. 】

[The question now is, what kind of person is this bionic man? If it is the same as the robot we generally understand, then the key to the question is can the robot dream? 】

[Do robots dream?Probably not. 】

[You are not a robot, how do you know? 】

[The point is that we don't know how far this robot has developed. In fact, some robots in "I, Robot" already have the ability to empathize. 】

【Have so many people not slept? 】

[I don’t know if androids will dream of electronic sheep, but I guess I may dream of electronic sheep tonight. 】

【Maybe you will dream of bionics. 】

[There may also be Zhang Zhong. 】

[Friends, I'm going to sleep, I hope that when I wake up in six hours, you can give me the answer to this question. 】

……

"Corden, look at this."

Corden finally found time to eat, and the cameraman James ran over with his mobile phone.

Corden was in a bad mood for being interrupted at lunch time, but he still smiled and said, "What's the matter, James?"

"'I'm a Fortune Teller', I found it."

Corden frowned, just because of this?

"Congratulations, maybe you can help the show after reading it."

"The point is not this, the point is that its author, do you know who it is?"

"Who?" Corden asked vaguely as he took a bite of the burger.

"pz."

"Who is pz?" Corden asked again.

"A very well-known writer...to show you his picture."

Corden stretched his head to look, "Oh, a Huaxia... Hey, it's not... My God! Cough——"

Because of his excitement, Corden choked on the food in his mouth.

"Are you sure?" Corden asked.

"One hundred percent sure, it's him, and don't you think it's a coincidence that he just mentioned this book."

"Tell me, James, how famous is this pz?"

"How famous?" James frowned and remembered, he wanted to find an appropriate way to explain to Corden, and finally he said, "Last year's novel sales list in the United States was his book."

"No. [-] on the sales list! My—" Corden originally thought that the so-called fame must be just a little fame, but he didn't expect it to be the number one on the sales list. The title "First" says it all.

"Well, and I also know why he is in America."

"why?"

"Because of the Nebula Award—a very powerful literary award." Fearing that Corden would not know what the Nebula Award is, he explained again, "The Nebula Award is about to hold an award ceremony, and he is here to attend the ceremony. This time he has Four books were shortlisted."

Corden put down the hamburger in his hand and patted James on the shoulder: "Kawhi, come with me."

"Where are you going?" Kawhi James asked.

"Of course I went to the director and told him about it, to see if I could—no, I told him to cut out today's program quickly and broadcast it. When is the award ceremony for the Nebula Awards?"

"On the evening of June [-]th."

"Okay, we still have a little time, get moving, Kawhi."

(End of this chapter)