Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

The 2 minutes of commercial time passed quickly.

Dong Feifei stepped onto the stage again and said in a deep and excited voice:

"In four years, a total of eight works nominated for the Contradictory Literature Award were born, no matter which one is an indispensable and precious treasure in the history of Chinese literature."

"There are two nominations every year, but in the past four years, only one real Mao Dun Literature Award has been born!"

"Then, let's invite our No. 20 Seventh Contradictory Award winner to appear!"

As Dong Feifei's voice fell, there was a passionate voice on the field that made people's blood boil.

The screenwriter Zhang Quan patted Li An on the shoulder: "Mr. Li An, it's your turn to play!"

Liu Chuang also nodded to Li An: "Come on stage, the focus of attention on the stage is yours, no one is more dazzling than you."

Li An covered his face and slowly walked onto the stage from behind.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, a dark yellow lamppost hit Li An's body, but because he was covered with a black face scarf, he was more mysterious.

The moment she stepped onto the stage, the whole venue burst into incomparably fiery applause, two or three times louder than Su Yuqi's applause when she told a story.

Award winners and nomination award winners are two different levels!

Accompanied by the applause, there was also the strange voice of everyone in the venue.

"Why are you still wearing a veil?"

"What is the program group doing? It's playing with mystery."

"I've been waiting and waiting, and finally I waited until the champion came out. I didn't expect it to be covered with a veil, what is it?"

More than 200 famous writers at the venue were discussing, and the audience in front of the TV was also discussing.

……

At the meeting place, the third brother Tang Chia in the fourth row glanced at the seat next to him speechlessly, and muttered: "Brother Li An has been going to the bathroom for so long, the winner of the Mao Award is about to appear and he hasn't come yet." .”

Then, Brother Tangchi looked at the person on the stage who was focused by the dim yellow light, his eyes narrowed slightly: "What's going on... I have an illusion that the body and hairstyle of the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award this time, It's quite similar to Brother Ang Lee!"

Su Yuqi, who was in the first row of the venue, also narrowed her eyes, because she felt that the person on stage looked too familiar!

Then, Su Yuqi almost immediately turned her head to look at the place next to Brother Tang Chia in the fourth row, but that place was empty, there was nothing there!

Nothing at all!

"Where did Li An go, did he go to the stage?"

"No, it's impossible, how could he run to the stage! Now the award is going to be the most important award in the entire Chinese literary circle, the Mao Dun Literature Award every four years!"

Su Yuqi muttered to herself, and she fixed her eyes on the person covered with a black veil on the stage, as if she wanted to see through the black veil.

……

In the Composition Department of Zhuzi Music, a group of composers suddenly became attentive.

"Here we come, the winner of the Mao Award is here!"

Xiao Liu was very excited, and he held his breath slightly.

The camera focuses on the veiled figure coming from behind.

A group of composers suddenly became amazed.

"What's going on, why are you still covering your face?"

"But why do I feel a little familiar when I look at this person who came out."

"I also feel... a bit, a bit like Brother Li An!" Xiao Liu frowned and said, "Look, he is tall and short, and there is a kind of calmness in his eyes, and it happens to be today Brother Li An hasn't come to work yet, do you think Brother Li An will go to receive the award..."

As soon as Xiao Liu said this, he was immediately despised by a group of composers, especially Xie Haoran.

"I'm talking about Xiao Liu, you're just talking about your brother Li An when you open your mouth and shut your mouth now, please stop joking."

Xie Haoran glanced at his mouth and said: "The person appearing now is the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award! Only one winner will be born every four years! Which one is not a unparalleled existence in the world of literary history!"

"Li An? I admit that the quality of his "Flying" is still good, but he is just writing lyrics and music. Although it has a little connection with the literary world, it is not at the same level, okay?"

"Besides, you have seen all the eight people nominated. Except for Su Yuqi, the youngest of the other seven people is also in their 40s. The Mao Award winner's hair is black, but I guess it has been dyed. It is estimated that he must be at least 50 or [-] years old."

"But what about Li An? Li An is just a young man in his 20s! If you want to write a book that can win the Mao Award, you must have enough experience."

Xie Haoran squinted at Xiao Liu, and what he said was filled with slow arrogance, as if what he said was correct.

Being despised by Xie Haoran and a group of colleagues, Xiao Liu also felt that there might be something wrong with what he said, so he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Okay, okay, of course I know it's impossible, I was just joking."

……

After Ang Lee stepped onto the stage, the host Dong Feifei said: "Our Mao Award winner is actually a celebrity, so the program team specially arranged for him to wear a veil and let everyone guess."

"Next, please take out your mobile phones, open the official Weibo account of our Writers Association, and leave a message under the first Weibo to write your guesses."

"After 2 minutes, our program team will select [-] lucky viewers among those who choose the right one, and get a luxurious milk package worth [-] yuan provided by Niu Niu Milk."

This is blatant procrastination.

However, the audience was indeed very interested in this set. People in front of the TV immediately took out their mobile phones and opened Weibo to start commenting and leaving messages.

The audience left messages and comments, while Dong Feifei chatted with the man in the black veil on the stage, asking if he had been to Jingzhou before, how he felt about Jingzhou, and so on.

Su Yuqi, who was in the first row in the hall, stared at the man covered with black veil on the stage, as if she wanted to see through the black veil.

At this moment, Su Yuqi's mood was high, and she hung up.

Su Yuqi secretly thought in her heart: "This program group insists on playing this trick, but it still makes people guess, can't we just reveal it!?"

Chapter 121 I will drink, I will be calm and calm! (sixth more)

Xiao Liu, who was watching the live broadcast, also took out his mobile phone and found the official Weibo account of the Writers Association.

Unable to say why, Xiao Liu suddenly remembered that when the composition department was guessing who was the winner of the Mao Award a few days ago, Brother Li An said that the winner was An Zhiruosu.

Well, at this moment anyway, besides An Zhiruosu, I can't think of anyone else.

So Xiao Liu left a message of four words at the bottom of the first Weibo: An Zhi Ruo Su.

Since everyone watched TV together, Xiao Liu's behavior was immediately seen by Xie Haoran, and Xie Haoran couldn't stop laughing: