Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 700 Active sci-fi boss (second update)
They came earlier and it was mid-week, so there were not many people at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and the staff at the ticket office had nothing to do at this time, because most tourists still chose to collect tickets by themselves.

However, there are only three or four people at the self-service ticket collection office.

Of course, Zhang Zhong didn't need to buy a ticket, and led Lin De and the others directly into the exhibition hall.

A young student-looking boy at the ticket collection office had just finished collecting the tickets and saw Zhang Zhong entering the exhibition hall. He rubbed his eyes and said to his companion who was collecting the tickets, "I seem to see Zhang Zhong."

"Really?" The companion turned his head in surprise, at this time Zhang Zhong and the others had already walked in, and there was no one in sight.

"You're not mistaken, are you?"

"How is it possible, and it's not just him, but also Fenghe——and two foreigners, one of whom seems to be Linde, and the other is fat and I don't know."

The companion shook his head, "You bastard, you will tease my nerves."

It is possible to say that Zhang Zhong came here early in the morning. After all, this is Zhang Zhong's own property, but Feng He and Lin De?This guy is getting more and more outrageous.

"You collect tickets here, I will go in first, maybe I can keep up with them."

The one who was picking up the tickets watched his companion run towards the door, smiled and shook his head, thinking that this guy's performance was pretty good.

But when he entered the exhibition hall with the ticket and saw Zhang Zhong and the others standing in the lobby watching the transport plane, he was instantly dumbfounded.

Zhang Zhong, Feng He, Lin De, these people were really there.

And that fat man—this tm is Llorente!
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"Do the commentators in your pavilion know English?" Llorente asked Zhang Chong.

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "Of course not, but the staff in the exhibition hall can speak more than 20 languages ​​and can handle most situations."

"Why not record the commentary in various languages ​​in advance, so that a lot of manpower can be saved, and more languages ​​can be handled." Llorente said.

"There are also pre-recorded ones, but it's not very convenient. You need to go to the information desk to get a tour guide machine. It's free, but a deposit is required."

The exhibition hall is mobile, unlike the Seine River Cruises, where each seat is equipped with an interpreter, and wherever you go, the explanation will be played wherever you go.

Llorente nodded, "It's really troublesome."

"Come on, I'll show you to the front."

Llorente is not only a chatterbox, but also a technology addict and a theoretical critic. He doesn't need to explain to him at all. Every time he sees something, he can recognize it at a glance, and then blurt out the history of such things.

Gradually, Llorente became like a commentator, while Zhang Zhong and the others looked like tourists who came to visit.

Zhang Chong thinks it's pretty good, but this guy's commentary style is too jumpy, and he talks a lot of nonsense.

"This should be the bleriot XI monoplane. Do you know what this aircraft represents? It completed the first flight across the English Channel in the history of mankind. In 1909, Bleriot of France completed it. This feat also won a prize of 1909 pounds. Do you know that this type of aircraft is still flying. Three years ago, I saw an aircraft enthusiast in the United States restore a bleriot XI and complete the flight But this kind of aircraft is very brittle, and it is easy to be damaged if it flies for too long. Yours cannot be produced in 1909... It should not be. As far as I know, there are only two left in 1918, one In the UK, one in the US, you can't get them both. Maybe the one from [-]? No, that one is now in the Stockholm Science and Technology Museum, and I have seen it with my own eyes Well. So it’s a model?”

Hearing Llorente asking and answering himself for a long time, and finally confirming that this is a model, Zhang Chong felt that it was enough.

"This is not a model, but a replica shipped from Montreal." Zhang Zhong said.

Llorente patted his head, "Oh, how did I forget about this, there is still a replica in Montreal, and I flew it once a few years ago. But how did you get it? The Canadian Aviation Heritage Center It is offered as a treasure."

"Because Jiangyang is a tourism partner city of Montreal, they leased this plane to the Renwang Exhibition Hall for free for ten years."

"Really? Montreal is quite generous this time."

Since the success of Jiangyang Shenhuan, among other things, at least his reputation has increased a lot, and with Zhang Zhong's matchmaking, it is a matter of course for the two cities to reach some cultural cooperation.

In fact, Llorente's audience is not only Zhang Zhong and the others. Since they entered the venue, some tourists who recognized them unconsciously approached this way. Although no one took the initiative to strike up a conversation, they followed Zhang Zhong and the others all the time. The footsteps of the visit.

However, Llorente used English when explaining. He spoke fast and with a bit of an accent. It was a test of listening ability. It is estimated that not many tourists present could understand.

As time went by, Zhang Zhong and the others' tails became bigger and bigger. By almost noon, there was already a large circle of people around, but they all kept a certain distance politely.

Seeing so many people, Zhang Chong asked a staff member, "Are there so many people on weekdays?"

The staff shook his head, "No, there are usually more people coming in the afternoon and evening on weekdays, and the traffic in the morning is always relatively small. Today is special."

Zhang Zhong also understood what was special about them. It is estimated that the tourists who recognized them before spread the news, which is why many people came here.

In fact, as long as you observe carefully, you will know that several people in the crowd are actually holding the "Necromancer" series and the books of Llorente.

This is already obvious. Just ask who usually carries their books with them. They must have gotten news that they are here, so they want to try their luck.

But Zhang Chong didn't tell Llorente what he saw. Linde is not worried. Llorente has a very eccentric temper. He is afraid that he will find his fans if he knows that someone came here for a special purpose. strike up a conversation.

Don't doubt, this guy can definitely do this kind of thing.

But Zhang Zhong didn't say anything, Llorente himself had eyes, and it didn't take long for him to see someone holding his book in the crowd.

And those fans saw Llorente's gaze turned to them, and raised the book in their hands to attract his attention.

"Oh, can I meet fans everywhere in China?" Llorente said with a smile. He was originally looking at a model airplane, but obviously he was more interested in those fans.

As he spoke, he walked towards the fans.

"Don't..." It's good that Zhang Chong didn't speak, it was as if he had fired the starting gun, and Llorente simply started trotting.

The fans over there screamed with excitement when they saw Llorente's "strong" body running towards them.

(End of this chapter)