Li Ang, you didn't want to give you 1000 million, was it to maintain the last trace of your dignity?

But so what, now I am standing on the highest literary awards platform in China.Even Chairman Zhang Guoliang personally said that there will be more star artists like me in the future society.

how about you?You are just an ordinary internet literature writer!

……

As soon as Zhang Guoliang said these words, the fans who had been brainless in front of the TV to praise Su Yuqi became even more brainless now.

They opened Weibo one by one, posted a photo, and then left messages one after another:

"Susu is indeed the best. Even the president of the Huaguo Writers Association personally named and praised her!"

This group of brainless fans, while praising Su Yuqi in their minds, brought out hot news that had long since expired.

"Before, someone compared Li An, who wrote Fights Break the Sky and Ghost Blowing the Lantern, to my family Susu. Hehe, it's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous!"

"Li An? What kind of thing is that? A writer who writes online novels, what qualifications does he have to compare with my Susu?"

"Yes, what qualifications does Ang Li have? It's ridiculous!"

……

Ma Fang in front of the TV, when she saw Su Yuqi's performance and heard what Zhang Guoliang said, her face was full of victory.

It worked!

This is what the president of the Writers Association said personally. This is to set a benchmark for the entire entertainment industry!

Su Yuqi's persona has been fully and thoroughly established!

What the entertainment industry sells is a persona.

As long as she doesn't make particularly big mistakes in the future, Su Yuqi's future will only go smoother and smoother.

……

Fang Guokun and Li Dazhu sat in front of the TV, watching Su Yuqi's awards with dull faces.

"You said you wanted a warm home, and my son gave it to you. But you became a big star, but you divorced my son... Hehe, what a woman, she is really a proud woman."

Li Dazhu drowned the cigarette in his mouth in the ashtray and threw it into the trash can. Two streams of white smoke came out of his nose, and he said with a frosty face.

Fang Guokun comforted him from the side: "It's okay, this Su Yuqi only received a nomination for the Mao Dun Award. Next, the real protagonist of the Literature Museum is An Zhiruosu who won the Mao Dun Literature Award, Xiao An!"

……

Jingzhou Zhuzi Music Composition Department.

In the morning, they had already finished the tasks at hand in a hurry. In the afternoon, they obtained the approval of the general manager and could watch the two-hour Mao Award presentation process.

After hearing Su Yuqi's story, this group of elders shook their heads and sighed with pity in their hearts.

"This Su Yuqi is indeed talented, and her experience makes people feel distressed. It's not easy for such a woman to come to this stage."

"Old Fang, let's not say it's not easy. What is our status now, we can only feel sorry for him and we are not qualified to pity him."

"That's right, it seems that we are the more pitiful."

A group of people laughed and continued to stare at the computer screen.

"After Su Yuqi, there should be another nomination award, and in the end, it should be the real winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award, right?"

"That's not true. The Writers' Association is kept secret, and we don't know who the real winner is."

"What's the hurry, it's only ten minutes."

Everyone was tickling, eagerly looking forward to the appearance of the real winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award.

……

At the venue of the Literature Museum, Li An also felt Su Yuqi's eyes projected from the stage, with a bit of contempt and complacency.

Li An felt a little ridiculous.

After the divorce, the two actually thought about how to be better than each other and live better than each other?

Human nature is really complicated.

At this moment, the cell phone in Li An's pocket rang suddenly, and he looked down to see that it was a text message from President Liu Chuang.

"Comrade Li An, please go backstage, it's time for you to play!"

Li An put away his mobile phone, then smiled at the third brother who was beside him and said to go to the bathroom, and then quickly came to the backstage.

Chairman Liu Chuang was already waiting, and beside Liu Chuang stood a middle-aged man in a suit.

"This is Comrade Li An, the winner of the Mao Dun Award this time." Chairman Liu Chuang first introduced the man, and then introduced to Li An: "This is the screenwriter of CCTV, who is in charge of our program today. His name is Zhang Quan."

"Hello, Mr. Li An." After Zhang Quan and Li An briefly shook hands, they went straight to the topic and said:

"This time the live broadcast on the TV station is two hours long, but some of the writers who were nominated for the award in the past said too little, so there is still an hour before the end of the show!"

"According to my guess, when you come on stage, Comrade Li An, there will be five or ten minutes left in the show. This time is too long. We must keep your award presentation time at around three and ten minutes."

"So, our program temporarily launched a plan."

As Zhang Quan said, he took out a black face scarf and said, "This plan is called a guessing plan!"

"You put on a face mask and let the audience guess your identity. At this time, you recite two more poems at will, whether it's from your poetry collection or an original one, recite one poem anyway."

"By the time you finish reciting the poem, four or five minutes have passed. At this time, Teacher Dong Feifei will introduce your identity, and then interview and consult you. At that time, you can say as much as you can, so that you can talk again after you finish speaking. Ten minutes passed."

"Finally, at the invitation of Chairman Zhang Guoliang, you take off your mask!"

"This will not only make the show more effective, make the audience more shocking, and make your focus more attractive. It can also fill up the time just right."

Zhang Quan stuffed the black face scarf into Li An's hands, and said in a pleading tone: "Comrade Li An, thank you for your hard work!"

Li An has never been very good at rejecting others, so Li An had no choice but to nod, and then put the face scarf on his face.

Chapter 120 Mao Dun Award Winner Appears! (fifth more)

Ang Lee has just put on his face scarf here, and the No.8 nominees on the stage have already presented their awards. Dong Feifei said that it was 2 minutes into the commercial time, which can be regarded as a break for the tense set.

After entering the advertising time, Dong Feifei came to the backstage, and Zhang Quan immediately explained all the procedures to Dong Feifei.

The host of CCTV naturally lived up to her reputation, she nodded and wrote down the whole process.

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