Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Zhang Xuan's award-winning speech was sonorous and powerful, winning applause from everyone in the auditorium.

The person who presented the award to Zhang Xuan was Ling Li, the winner of the last Mao Dun Literature Award.

Ling Li solemnly handed the trophy to Zhang Xuan and said, "Congratulations, March."

Zhang Xuan took the trophy with both hands reverently: "Thank you."

At this point, the awarding process officially ends, and the next step is to take photos.

First, the organizing committee called all the front desk people to take photos together.

Mr. Ba Yin naturally occupies the C position.

Then the photographer arranged by the organizing committee and the news media present took pictures of today's four Mao Dun Literature Award winners.

Everyone else was discerning and stayed far away from the front and center.

Leave the best position and the most shining position to four people.

The four of them looked at each other for a while. As the youngest junior, Zhang Xuan took the initiative to stand on the edge.

As soon as he moved, his position became easier to arrange.

The reason is very simple. In terms of fame, influence, and status, although Zhang Xuan is young, he has the tendency to catch up from behind.

Let’s not talk about other things, Xinwen Network reported it twice, once when it won the Mao Dun Literature Award, and once when the first-day performance of “Clockwork Girl” caused a global sensation.

Xinwen Lianbo made such an extraordinary report, and other authoritative media organizations such as xxxx, xxxxx, Xin, xxxx, etc. Looking through the past, which media did not report enthusiastically about this young man?

This world-famous writer was dubbed by the authoritative media as an awesome figure who "brought glory to the country", so the other three did not dare to change their positions.

So when Zhang Xuan moved, the other three people breathed a sigh of relief.

The four people declined, and finally Wang Huo, the oldest, stood in the C position, and then the other three lined up in sequence.

Face the camera with a smile and welcome the blizzard-like "kakaka"

This photo is noble enough and weighty enough. It will not only be broadcast on the Xinwen Network tonight, but will also become the front page headlines of major newspapers across the country tomorrow.

After taking pictures, the rest is the media interview session.

Facing the many media present, the four people sat down one after another.

Reporter Ren Ye was qualified to ask the first question.

I saw Ren Ye's eyes slowly sweeping over the four people, and finally pointed at Zhang Xuan and asked: "Hello March, congratulations on winning the Mao Dun Literature Award. You are the first person to take advantage of alternative themes.

Many people say that you cannot write traditional literature or rural literature. In this regard, what do you think of rural literature? "

Um?

Uh huh huh?

Hearing this question, the audience was silent for a moment. Everyone looked at the young writer and wanted to know how he would answer?

Although this problem is very common, it is not without its acuteness.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this question is difficult to answer, and a bad answer will offend all the big names in the literary world.

Including Mr. Ba Yin next to him.

Zhang Xuanduo glanced at Ren Ye, kept a small notebook for the other person in his heart, and replied calmly on the surface: "Everyone here knows that I am a rural person, rooted in the country since I was a child. Although I dare not say the most, I am very familiar with this. Questions definitely have a voice.

Objectively speaking, rural themes are inherently literary.

In a village, you speak a very vivid dialect that has accumulated over time, but if you are in a nationalized and globalized big city like Beijing, you can only speak Mandarin. In terms of language alone, rural areas The subject matter has inherent advantages. Other urban themes, war themes, etc. will take time. "

He is not a fool. How could he do something offensive in such a situation?

Zhang Xuan first identified himself and said that he was from a rural area, which meant that I was one with everyone. If you still dare to find fault with me, you would have offended hundreds of millions of compatriots.

Let those who are dissatisfied eat coptis.

Secondly, he does not deny rural themes. After all, the world he is writing about has a lot of rural elements, and he will not slap himself in the face.

He avoids the important and takes the easy, and he is a good Tai Chi player. This is the inner evaluation of this world-famous writer by everyone present.

The reporters present were all from major media outlets, and each represented an important newspaper or TV station.

After some violent bombing.

Reporter Qian Duoduo asked Mr. Ba Yin: "Among the writers present today, March is the youngest, but he has made great achievements. I would like to ask what impression he has in your mind?"

Faced with this problem, Mr. Ba Yin did not hesitate to praise him.

Ba Yin sat upright and said: "Zhang Xuan is my country's most famous and active writer internationally. His science fiction and magic novels have set off a rush of sales and become popular all over the world. His achievements are obvious to all, indelible, and cannot be ignored. , which has earned great honor for us descendants of Yan and Huang.

As for the Mao Dun Literary Award, Zhang Xuan's selection is a sign, representing the affirmation of a Chinese-style and fascinating narrative style. Zhang Xuan's success lies in his grasping the core issue of writing. "

For this praise, Zhang Xuan is very humble: "I am surprised to be selected for the Mao Dun Literature Award. The biggest feeling is that I am lucky. The types of literary works in the past two years have become more and more abundant, and there is a gap between the styles of the Mao Dun Literature Award. Sooner or later, this distance will be It would be opened, but I didn’t expect it to be opened by me. I became the first person to eat the crab.”

A reporter asked Zhang Xuan: "Literature seems to be becoming less and less popular now. Do you have any advice for us young literary people?"

Zhang Xuan replied leisurely and contentedly: "Literature is eternal. There is no such thing as lack of popularity. Read more, and reading more books will naturally tell you the answer."

The interview lasted for an hour. Near the end, a reporter asked how the writers planned to spend the 50,000 yuan bonus.

As a result, the host blocked the question with "This question is not very important. Please change it to a more important question."

This colleague was obviously very stubborn and persistently blocked Wang Huo from asking this question.

Wang Huo replied blankly: "How to spend it? Fifty thousand yuan is not too much."

Hearing this willful answer, everyone was very impressed. It is estimated that this 70-year-old man was the only one present who dared not shy away from this.

At the end of the award ceremony, Zhang Xuan warmly invited Mr. Ba Jin, Liu Heiyu, Wang Huo and others to have dinner at An Chang Club.

Everyone readily accepted this great writer whose influence in the world was growing day by day.

As they watched everyone leaving the venue chatting and laughing, Chen Ben and a few others in the corner suddenly lost their expressions.

Although Zhang Xuan did not deliberately target himself or explicitly retaliate against himself, the jury and more than 10 Mao Dun Literature Prize winners were invited, but he and others were not invited. This attitude of disregard made him very embarrassed.

If it was just like this, Chen Ben could still accept it. After all, I had made things difficult for others for no reason in the past, so it was only natural for others not to invite me.

but! but!

But what made Chen Ben most uncomfortable was that the jury and more than 10 Mao Dun Literature Prize winners actually accepted Zhang Xuan’s invitation. This was a slap in the face!

It's equivalent to everyone giving him a slap in the face!

It's equivalent to isolating yourself and others!

If this were to spread, it would be a very low price and a very loss of face.

No one present was a fool. They knew Zhang Xuan intended to do this, but they still accepted the invitation. What does this mean?

It means that he is just a piece of grass in the eyes of others. They don't care about Chen Ben's feelings and self-esteem at all. How can he still hang out in the industry in the future?

Chen Ben and the other eight people looked at each other with dark faces and remained silent.

In the stagnant air, there was a man with a beard who had a particularly bad temper. He cursed angrily: "Bah, you are a bunch of weaklings. The literati have been disgraced."

Hearing this, eight people, including Chen Ben, all looked at the bearded man.

But no one answered.

This sounds like a sour remark. If Zhang Xuan invited him, he would probably agree faster than anyone else.

Everyone knows very well that literati are also human beings with flesh and blood, and they also have emotions and desires. Faced with a figure like Zhang Xuan, how many people can do it without inhaling the fireworks of the world?

How many people can refuse?

After all, people are the majority, so what do you think of a few of them?

I have to have works but not works, I have to have reputation but not prestige. If this continues, I will probably not even be able to be a judge for the next Mao Dun Literature Award.

Regret! Regret! This was Chen Ben's fleeting thought.

He never imagined that a young man who was only 21 years old could achieve such an achievement.

"Let's go find a place to have a drink?" Someone suggested, unable to stand the atmosphere.

"Let's go have a drink." The frustrated Chen Benqiang cheered up and gave up the idea of ​​going home, so he had no choice but to endure the situation.

Chen Ben knew very well that after today, his old face was completely disgraced.

But he had no idea. Faced with such a conspiracy, the opponent was so powerful that he didn't even have the courage to fight back.

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(I heard that there was a lottery today. I was so scared that I rushed back from the hospital in March and quickly coded a chapter. I hope everyone will get rich.)

In addition: March is written according to the outline. Mi Jian’s affairs have their own arrangements, so don’t be so impatient.