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Chapter 265 An Olive Branch From Fudan University
Netizens saw that Xu Shaoyan's tone came from Teng Yuanyang's Weibo, Xu Shaoyan's tone was not good!

But in the dead of night, the netizens dispersed after watching the excitement.

The next day, Xu Shaoyan's reply to Teng Yuanyang's Weibo became a hot search, and people from the Shanghai Listed Writers Association retweeted it and criticized Xu Shaoyan's presumptuousness.

Xu Shaoyan directly set the top on his Weibo: "Xu Shaoyan: To everyone in the Shanghai Listed Writers Association, please remember your Weibo. After the awards ceremony tonight, I will see if you will delete Weibo."

After posting, Xu Shaoyan canceled the message notification on Weibo.

At 06:30 in the evening, Xu Shaoyan set off in his Olui supercar. Wu Peng came to Shanghai from Beijing the day before yesterday, so Xu Shaoyan asked him to bring the car.

There was a slight traffic jam on the road. When Xu Shaoyan arrived at the Shanghai International Exhibition Center, it was already seven o'clock sharp. At this moment, the International Exhibition Center was already dimly lit, and there were many media vehicles in the parking lot. It took Xu Shaoyan a long drive to find one. parking space.

Getting out of the car and walking to the main gate, Xu Shaoyan actually met Tsinghua's Vice President Cao.

"Principal Cao, why are you here?" Xu Shaoyan rushed over to greet him, and Mr. Shan Song unexpectedly arrived not far from Principal Cao.

Principal Cao said with a smile: "Mr. Shansong and I both attended the award ceremony as members of the National Writers Association. Teacher Xiao Xu really made a comeback. "The Daughter of the Sea" is definitely a masterpiece that subverts traditional fairy tales! Yes, I read it to my child, and she loved it!"

"Principal Cao, you really praised me too much. It's a pity that I didn't get the first place."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yamamatsu also came. Mr. Yamamatsu is more energetic than expected. Although he is nearly a hundred years old, his body is very strong.

"Ms. Xiao Xu really didn't get the first place. I don't need to feel anything. In fact, these three peers are absolute classics, but the happy ending is more suitable for children to read. At 25 years old, Teacher Xiao Xu is really a wave of the Yangtze River. .”

Mr. Shan Song smiled, and Xu Shaoyan shook hands with Mr. Shan Song.

And Mr. Shan Song glanced at Principal Cao, and suddenly said: "Mr. Xiao Xu, our Fudan University is about to start in a week. I don't know if Teacher Xiao Xu is interested. Our Fudan College of Literature is looking forward to your joining us. Lecturer of our Faculty of Arts, your literary attainments and grasp of human nature are completely beyond your age, even no less than us writers, and our students also like you very much."

After Mr. Shan Song finished speaking, Principal Cao was shocked.

"Mr. Shansong, it's not kind of you to poach people under the nose of me, the vice president of Tsinghua University!"

Mr. Shan Song said with a smile: "I'm not being kind, I'm just cherishing my talent. It would be a waste of Mr. Xu's literary accomplishments not to share it with lectures!"

"Who says it's a waste, our Tsinghua University has already arranged for Teacher Xiao Xu's class this semester!"

As the three of them spoke, they arrived at the gate of the exhibition center. As soon as they entered the door, a glaring spotlight flashed directly on the faces of the three of them.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka!"

Accompanied by the noisy voices of reporters.

"It's President Cao and Mr. Shansong, stay a while, let's take a photo!"

"Mr. Shan Song, you praised Mr. Xu Shaoyan's works as absolute classics, but what do you want to say about the winner of this fairy tale competition, "The Ugly Duckling"?"

"Principal Cao, teacher Xu Shaoyan joined the National Writers Association, is it because he is an honorary professor of your Tsinghua University? We saw the announcement on the official website of the National Writers Association, recommending Mr. Xu Shaoyan to join the National Writers Association are all professors from Tsinghua University!"

"Mr. Xu Shaoyan, your Weibo said whether the Weibo of the Shanghai Writers Association will be deleted after tonight. What are you going to do tonight?"

"What do you think of Mr. X's appearance?"

The reporters made it impossible for the three of them to move.

The microphone could not wait to hit the faces of the three of them. The three of them kept saying "no comment" but the reporters were still blocked. Finally, the staff came and the three of them were able to enter.

But at first glance, this staff member is not from the Shanghai Listed Writers Association, because they are not unfriendly to Xu Shaoyan.

As for Xu Shaoyan's Weibo, President Cao and Mr. Shansong both knew that Teng Yuanyang was completely brain-dead, okay?
Originally, this competition was very nasty, so Xu Shaoyan participated in it, and you all insisted on stepping on Xu Shaoyan.

I bought a lot of news and went to insult Xu Shaoyan, and after being humiliated by Xu Shaoyan's "The Emperor's New Clothes", you should learn how to behave, okay?
In the end, a Mr. X appeared, you healed the scars and forgot the pain, and he pushed his nose and face and asked Xu Shaoyan what to do.

Mr. Shan Song felt that it was weird. He lived a hundred years old. He really didn't understand how Teng Yuanyang got the position of chairman of the Writers Association!

The seats of the three of them were all in the first row. They walked through the corridor and entered the hall. As soon as Xu Shaoyan entered, the originally noisy venue fell silent instantly. Everyone was staring at Xu Shaoyan. Suit, slightly long hair, a little rebellious, especially the tall one who is more than 1.8 meters close to 1.9 meters, especially conspicuous in this hall full of literary scholars.

Xu Shaoyan soon felt a few fiery gazes. Looking forward, it was Teng Yuanyang and Yao Wenxian who had just crawled out of the hospital. They stared at Xu Shaoyan and wished they could eat him!Also a face of schadenfreude.

Xu Shaoyan smiled, and continued to walk towards the first row with Principal Cao and Mr. Shan Song. When they reached the first batch, Xu Shaoyan met another acquaintance, the current director of the Copyright Bureau, Zhao Yicheng.

"Director Zhao." Xu Shaoyan said, Zhao Yicheng nodded, the relationship between him and Xu Shaoyan is very little known in Shanghai, it is better not to know.

After entering the seat, at 07:30, the awards ceremony started on time. The phone in Xu Shaoyan's pocket had already vibrated hundreds of times. The Writers Association was all looking for him. Zhao Wenya, this awards ceremony is broadcast live. When Mr. X is about to appear on stage, he will remove the hidden access to the ID card from the backstage.

The host of the awards ceremony was a hostess from Dragon TV. It seemed that Dragon TV, one of the organizers, only showed its presence at this time.

"Everyone here, everyone in front of the TV, good evening, everyone. I am the host Miao Qiuran. Welcome to the Fairy Tale Contest Awards Ceremony co-sponsored by Shanghai Radio and Television, Shanghai Listed Writers Association and Dragon TV. First of all, Let us welcome today's guests."

"Director of the National Copyright Administration, Zhao Yicheng."

"Vice President of Tsinghua University, member of National Writers Association, Mr. Cao Junfeng."

"The founder of the fairy tales of the Republic, our Mr. Shan Song."

"..."

The introduction alone lasted for a few minutes, and finally, Xu Shaoyan arrived.

"As well as the contestants of our Fairy Tale Contest, Mr. Xu Shaoyan, a member of the National Writers Association, congratulations to Mr. Xu Shaoyan, who won the silver and bronze awards of our fairy tale competition. Now, please invite our teacher Xu Shaoyan to come to the stage to accept the award and give a speech!"

(End of this chapter)