Chapter 740 Someone is unhappy
“Everyone just read and discussed in general at this meeting. I don’t know whether to vote at the next meeting.” Fang Minghua answered truthfully.
"Then, can you tell us in detail, how did the judges evaluate "White Deer Plain" written by Zhongshi?"
Hearing what Jia Pingwa said, the other two people also watched Looking at him.
Fang Minghua touched a card, hesitated and said, "Then let me reveal that most of the judges rated this book very well."
"Haha. Zhongshi, did you hear that, it's absolutely no problem for your book to win the prize!" Jia Pingwa said to Chen Zhongshi with a smile.
Chen Zhongshi had a smile on his wrinkled face.
Although he is over fifty and has experienced many things, he has long been indifferent to favors and humiliations. But it is of course very happy for a book that I have written with a lifetime of hard work to win the country's highest honor in the literary world.
"But..." Fang Minghua suddenly made a "turn", and the three of them stopped what they were doing and looked at him.
Fang Minghua looked at Chen Zhongshi.
"Teacher Chen, have you received a call from the jury office asking you to revise certain plots in the novel?"
"No." Chen Zhongshi shook his head: "As of now, I have not received any notice from the jury. . ”
“That’s okay. Keep playing, three of a kind!”
Fang Minghua randomly played a card.
“What a fool!” Lu Yao, who was sitting under Fang Minghua, smiled and pushed the card: “Three, six, nine, shout!”
"God, Brother Lu, why are you so lucky today?" Fang Minghua was surprised.
"Hehe. Accept, accept."
"No, I have to concentrate. I haven't done anything wrong yet." Fang Minghua said while counting the cards.
After playing mahjong most of the night, Fang Minghua made an exception and did not get up early the next morning. His wife had gone to work, but he was still lying in bed and sleeping soundly.
Thousands of miles away in the office of the Chinese Writers Association at the Yanjing Agricultural Exhibition Hall, a man looked at the meeting minutes compiled by Chen Jiangong, the director of the jury office, with a gloomy face.
Zhai Taifeng, Party Secretary of the Writers Association.
"What's going on? The judges rated "White Deer Plain" so highly?" Zhai Taifeng asked.
Hearing that Zhai Taifeng's tone was not very good, Chen Jiangong hurriedly explained: "Secretary Zhai, these are the original words of the judges at the time. I have checked the records of the staff who seek truth from facts."
Zhai Taifeng became even more angry after hearing this.
He doesn’t like this book!
The content is too superficial and vulgar, and the descriptions in some places are explicit. More importantly, the political leanings in some parts of the book are questionable!
This is a position of great right and wrong!
Now that I saw that most of the people in the judging panel were very optimistic about this book, I suddenly became angry and slammed the table: "What's so good about "White Deer Plain"?! When I was in the reading class for the first review, I Just say that there is something wrong with this book, but you insist on reviewing it!”
Chen Jiangong was neither humble nor arrogant, and continued to explain: “Secretary Zhai, this is not just my opinion, this is the fault of all the judges of the reading class! It’s his will, but he can’t say no to criticism.”
Zhai Taifeng was angry when he saw the other party talking back, but he had nothing to say.
According to the regulations of the selection plan, no one is allowed to interfere with the work of the reading class and the members of the judging panel! Even if you are the de facto leader of the Writers Association!
After a while, Chen Jiangong saw that the other party was a little discouraged, and then asked: "Secretary Zhai, the first meeting was successfully concluded. When will the second meeting be held? According to the plan."
"Put it down for now." Zhai Taifeng interrupted Chen Jiangong unceremoniously and replied coldly: "We will wait until the party group meets to study it before talking!" Chen Jiangong was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something but didn't, and put the meeting minutes on the table. Turn around and leave.
How could he have imagined that this delay would take a whole year!
Of course, Fang Minghua didn't know these inside stories. He was now focusing on writing the third part of "Harry Potter".
Of course I had frequent phone calls and emails with Li Li, not only about the publishing house, but more importantly about her health.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. In order to reassure Fang Minghua, Li Li took photos of the post-natal check-up report and sent it as an attachment to the email.
Unfortunately, the attachment is too large and Fang Minghua’s Guisu.com cannot download it at all.
Time passed in mid-July, and the two children were on vacation, clamoring for their parents to take them out to play.
"I don't have time." Song Tangtang was in his study room, with a lot of documents on his desk.
"In two days, my mother will have to go to Yanjing to audit the office's finances. She also has to go to Langfang Xianghe Guohua Film and Television Base to inspect the filming work of "Kangxi Private Interviews in Private Servers" and to inspect the crew's finances. It's very difficult. Busy."
"Why don't you, Ruirui and Lele, go to Yanjing with your mother? You will stay at Grandpa's house while your mother works."
Song Tangtang looked up at the two. a child, asked.
“I don’t want to go to Yanjing, I want to go to Shanghai and climb the Oriental Pearl Tower!” Ruirui mumbled and said, “Zhang Yuanyuan from our class has climbed it, it’s so fun!”
"Then you go find your dad and let him take you to play." After Song Tangtang finished speaking, his eyes returned to the pile of information.
"I'm going to find daddy!" The two children ran out immediately.
Next door is Fang Minghua's study room. He is typing in front of the computer. When the two children came in, they begged to be taken to Shanghai.
Fang Minghua really doesn’t want to go out.
On a hot day, it will be hot wherever you run.
"Dad, go ahead, okay? My good daddy." The daughter shook Fang Minghua's arm and started acting coquettishly.
"Okay, let's go to Shanghai and climb the Oriental Pearl Tower!" Fang Minghua surrendered immediately.
"Oh. We are going to Shanghai. I'll tell my mother to go!" The two children ran out again.
Fang Minghua shook his head.
Go ahead and take a look at the old bungalow I bought on Julu Road last winter.
Now that he decided to go to Shanghai, Song Tangtang packed the luggage for his two children. Fang Minghua called Zhao Hongjun in Shanghai to discuss the matter and help him book a hotel or something.
"Minghua, you want to bring your child to Shanghai to play? Can you help me bring my Minmin to play with me? His mother doesn't want to come to Shanghai. As for me, there are a lot of things happening here recently. I can’t go back,” Zhao Hongjun said on the phone.
"Okay, anyway, it's okay to bring two, and it's okay to bring three." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "Call Wang Xia and explain the situation. We are planning to fly over on July 15th. Tickets Let’s book it together.”
“Okay, I’ll call Wang Xia right now.”
Ruirui was very happy when she heard that Minmin wanted to go to Shanghai together.
Although we were not in the same school since we entered elementary school, we still visited each other frequently.
On the morning of July 15, Fang Minghua packed his suitcase and took his three children with him. Song Tangtang drove them to Xianyang International Airport and boarded the plane to Shanghai.
(End of this chapter)