Chapter 695: Winning

Shen Long said openly that he would continue to follow the path of literature and continue to create new works. Everyone was not surprised. The previous works have proved his ability, and he does have the capital to take this path.

Gu Yangmin is going to be a doctor, Tian Xiaoxia is going to be a reporter, Jin Bo is going farther and farther on the road of business, Shen Long is aiming at the direction of a writer, they all have a bright future.

The big guys chatted very happily. Xiaoxia suggested that each of them sing a song. The four of them once participated in the literary and art propaganda team in middle school. They are all talents in this area. They immediately responded to Xiaoxia’s suggestion and began to relive the past again. happy.

Xiaoxia took the lead in singing two episodes from the movie "Guest on the Iceberg", and then Jin Bo sang his most emotional "In That Faraway Place" until tears rolled in his eyes, Shaoping and Yangmin The chorus sang the deep American folk song "Old Man River"... Fortunately, this cave dwelling is relatively remote, and there are no other residents around, so you don't have to worry about disturbing others.

What a night it was! The joyful party didn't end until eleven o'clock in the evening. Shen Long sent Xiaoxia back to the prefectural committee's family courtyard. They laughed continuously along the way, and it wasn't until they were almost at the gate of the prefectural committee's family courtyard that Xiaoxia's face showed A little bit reluctant, she will go to the provincial capital newspaper office for an internship soon, and the next meeting will only be two months later.

She stopped under the street lamp on the side of the street, looked back at Shen Long, raised her neck slightly, as if mustering up her courage, Shen Long would naturally not let her down, lowered her head and kissed her lips gently... This is their Xiaoxia, who has always been bold, panicked at this time, and walked into the yard with a blushing face.

Then he turned around and waved goodbye to Shen Long. Shen Long raised his hand and watched her figure disappear before leaving. He returned home and lay on the kang, still reminiscing about what happened just now.

Xiaoxia left, Gu Yangmin and Jin Bo also left Huangyuan one after another, Gu Yangmin was going back to continue his classes, Jin Bo took Tsering Yangjin back to Qinghai to visit his family, and then they would stay in the provincial capital for a few days to find new ones. Chance.

So Shen Long's place was temporarily deserted, and only Jia Bing came over to communicate with him from time to time, and handed over the replies and remittances from various magazines to him. When it was published, he kept complaining that Shen Long was not interesting enough.

If you post your article to the top national literary magazines such as "Harvest", "October", "Contemporary", "Flower City", I won't say anything. If I can write such a good article, I will certainly not It will be handed over to "Huangyuan Literature and Art", but what do you mean? Even "Qinghai Lake Literature" has been published, so why not give an article to "Huangyuan Literature and Art"?

Shen Long had no choice but to apologize again and again, and promised to produce a short story as soon as possible and hand it over to Jia Bing. Only then did Teacher Jia leave satisfied. That's why he complained for so long just now.

The next day, before Shen Long could figure out what kind of novel he should write and give it to Jia Bing, he came over again, and Shen Long hurriedly said, "Mr. Jia, are you too anxious to press the manuscript?"

I’m not writing a web novel, and I can update it every day. This kind of pure literature novel is very time-consuming. It only takes one day. How can I write it?

"It's not a reminder, it's something very good!" Jia Bing blushed excitedly, "Just now, an old friend of mine called and told me that your article "Yellow Earth" won the National Excellent Short Story Award! The list is over. It's fixed, it will be announced soon."

"Oh? Really?" This was quite a surprise. The National Excellent Short Story Award is not low in gold.

At present, there are not many literary awards in China. The Mao Dun Literary Award with the highest gold content in the Chinese literary world has just been established. Before his death this year, Mr. Tang donated 250,000 yuan of his manuscript fees to establish the Mao Dun Literary Award, with Ba Jin as the director of the jury. It is still in the preparatory stage, and the first awards will be presented next year.

Moreover, the Mao Dun Literary Award aims to introduce and honor novel writers and works. Shen Long's current completions are all short stories and novellas, which do not meet the selection requirements.

Among the other important domestic literary awards, the Lu Xun Literary Award will not be established until 1986; the Cao Yu Drama Literary Award is still called the National Excellent Script Award, unless Shen Long personally adapts his novels into scripts in the future, otherwise he will definitely have no chance to win the award The Dream of the Red Chamber Award will not be established until 2005; let alone the Yao Xueyin Award for Long Historical Novel, Mr. Yao Xueyin has not yet finished writing his "Li Zicheng".

Therefore, the National Excellent Short Story Award is more authoritative and important than later generations. Jia Pingwa won this award with "Full Moon" a few years ago and officially entered the literary world; Trust" has won this award, and from this point of view, it is indeed a good sign to win this award.

"Can it be fake? After I heard it, I immediately asked someone to inquire about it. Everyone said that you have won the award!" Jia Bing scratched his head embarrassedly after speaking, "Shaoping, you see that you have won the award now. Hurry up and fill out a form to join the Huangyuan Writers Association and Federation of Literary and Art Circles? I'll find someone to approve it for you."

Otherwise, when people ask when they go to receive the award, they will find out that he is not a member of the Huangyuan Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. It is said that the Huangyuan Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles are a bunch of blind, jealous guys, but Jia Bing is not willing to bear this title.

Shen Long was a big boss in a province, so he understood it in seconds, and quickly said modestly, "Actually, I have had this idea for a long time, but I am worried that I am not qualified enough to tell you. I will apply immediately."

Only then did Jia Bing feel relieved, and hurried back with Shen Long's form before the ink was dry. He still had to hurry up to complete the approval procedures. Generally speaking, the Writers' Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles have a fixed time for accepting new students, once a year , this time is an exception, but no one will say anything.

If you have an opinion, then you can also write an article that can be published on "Harvest", and by the way, you will come back with the National Excellent Short Story Award, and I will also do something special for you.

After Jia Bing completed the formalities, the list of winners was officially announced. For this reason, Jia Bing called Shen Long to celebrate with the members of the Huangyuan Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. This was not only the glory of Shen Long alone, It is also the glory of the entire Huangyuan writer circle.

After the celebration was over, Shen Long hurried to the provincial capital, met Xiaoxia in a hurry, and then hurried to the capital, where this award would be awarded.