Chapter 776 The Mao Prize is announced, and the Lu Prize is also announced
According to the regulations of this year’s awards, the 22 novels that participated in the final evaluation will be voted by 23 committee members secretly to select the final winning works. Each person can vote up to five Vote yes for this book.
In descending order of approval votes, at most five books will win, and the works must receive more than half of the approval votes.
Fang Minghua quickly filled out the ballot form as required, put it into the ballot box, and then left the conference room. Everyone walked outside the hotel, waiting for the final count.
It is very cold today, and scattered light snow unexpectedly fell on the West Lake, making the world a little desolate.
"Minghua, do you think "Alive" can win the award?" Radar asked, standing next to Fang Minghua.
"It's hard to say." Fang Minghua shook his head: "I just do my best and let fate."
"I think there is a high possibility of winning the prize. What you said yesterday was still very important to the judges. Touched.”
Radar lit a cigarette and looked at the residual loads on the lake:
“How will people view the comments made by us in 10, 20, or even 30 years? Works? Hey, Minghua, I will definitely meet Marx in 30 years. You will tell me at my grave then. Forget it, don’t tell me, it’s best if you don’t know, haha.
Radar finally made a joke.
Ten minutes later, the committee members were invited into the conference room again. As the deputy directors of the jury this time, they presided over the vote counting work, selected the vote counters and scrutineers, and also invited the two local committees to notarize the votes. On-site supervision by department staff.
Soon, "White Deer Plain" topped the list of votes.
This result is not surprising.
The literary value and social value of this work are obvious to all. Some factors other than the work were properly resolved, and the judges who were originally hesitant also voted in favor.
"Alive" actually ranked second!
This surprised Fang Minghua.
As what Radar said just now, his words touched the judges present?
Soon, the vote counting was completed, and Chen Benchang announced the results.
"White Deer Plain" topped the list with 22 votes in favor and 1 vote against!
"Alive" ranked second with 18 votes in favor and 5 votes against.
The book "Autumn of Turmoil" ranked fifth, with 12 votes in favor and 11 votes against, with more than half of the votes in favor!
After the voting ended, warm applause erupted in the conference room.
Although the list of winners this year was not announced on the spot, it still needs to be reported to the relevant leaders of the Writers Association for review. According to the award rules, the number of winning works is four to five.
But whether it will be four or five films will ultimately require a comprehensive evaluation by the relevant leaders of the Writers Association and the Jury Office.
But when he saw "The Autumn of Turmoil" ranked fifth, Fang Minghua knew that there would be five films winning the top prize this time.
Political correctness.
After the meeting, the Zhejiang Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles also invited participating judges to visit West Lake, Songcheng, Lingyin Temple, Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and other scenic spots. They spent two days there before returning to their units.
Fang Minghua was sitting in a soft sleeper on the train from Hangzhou to Xijing. Before he arrived in Xijing, he received a call from Yu Hua from Yanjing, his voice a little excited.
"Minghua, Mao Dun Award It has been announced that my "Alive" won the award! ”
"Congratulations, congratulations." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Minghua, thank you."
"Thank me for what? You are well-deserved, just waiting to be treated."
"When will you Coming to Yanjing? I want to treat you well!”
“Okay, I’ll call you when I come to Yanjing. I don’t want to drink Erguotou, I want to drink Maotai.”
"No problem, just Maotai! Take care of yourself!"
The two joked for a while before hanging up the phone.
Looking at the vast fields outside, Fang Minghua had a smile on his face.
The Mao Prize has been announced. There are at least two books in this year’s award that are well-deserved.
Also, is Chen Zhongshi relieved?
Sure enough, Fang Minghua had just returned to Xijing and received a call from Chen Zhongshi as soon as he entered the house.
"Minghua, are you back?"
"Just got home, Teacher Chen."
"Good work, good work, let's get together at Xijing Restaurant tonight." "What? ? Celebrating?”
“Haha, you must come.”
"Don't worry, of course I will attend such a happy event, and I will pour you two more glasses to express my congratulations!"
In the evening, in a private room on the second floor of Xijing Restaurant, Chen Zhongshi hosted a table of people .
Mainly the leaders of the Writers Association, Fang Minghua, several vice-chairmen, and several division directors, naturally they all congratulated Chen Zhongshi.
At this time, Chen Zhongshi also had a happy face, and his face that was originally full of wrinkles also relaxed a lot.
At this moment, the mobile phone on Fang Minghua's waist vibrated. He took it out and looked at it. It turned out to be a text message.
After a quick glance, a slight smile appeared on his face, but he didn't say anything and put his phone back into the phone case on his waist as if nothing had happened.
"What's wrong? Is there something good?" Sitting next to Fang Minghua was Jia Pingwa, who asked casually when she saw Fang Minghua like this.
“No, it’s nothing.”
Fang Minghua picked up the chopsticks, put a bite of food into his bowl, and said.
“Have you finished your toast?”
"Haha, I only poured it but didn't drink it. It was very fast." Jia Pingwa said with a smile.
Everyone knows that Jia Pingwa has liver problems, so she doesn’t drink at all now. On such occasions, she will walk around symbolically with a hip flask. Everyone is free to drink as much as they can. So the circle is very fast.
Now it's Bai Miao's turn to toast, and the speed is much slower, especially when it comes to Chen Zhong. How can you not drink three more glasses?
The two of them were having a drink.
"You should drink more when you are in middle school."
"Is one cup okay?"
"No, at least three cups!
"Then you have to drink with me. "
"You drink three drinks first, and then I will accompany you. You can drink as many drinks as you want! "
"Bai Miao, you are trying to get me drunk. ”
"If I could win the Mao Dun Award, I would love to have someone get me drunk!"
As a last resort, Chen Zhongshi just put the wine glass in his hand and was about to drink, when the pager on his waist suddenly vibrated, and he took the opportunity to put the wine glass on the table. Yes, it depends on paging and drinking. If you can, just put it off.
"Zhongshi, don't be shameless, we are all watching." Jia Pingwa immediately assumed the role of supervisor.
"Who said I was cheating? I just looked at the pager." Chen Zhongshi said, picked up the pager and took a closer look, with a smile on his face.
"Hey, what a happy event, what a great happy event." Chen Zhongshi looked at Fang Minghua with a smile: "Minghua, did I say it, or did you say it?"
"What happy event?! Teacher Chen, drink! Don't divert your attention!" Fang Minghua said quickly.
"Yes, yes, drink and drink," Bai Miao also urged.
"I will definitely drink this wine" Chen Zhongshi said slowly and calmly: "But, Minghua, do you want to drink a few more drinks today?"
"Teacher Chen, today It's your treat, but I can't take over your home venue. I'll drink next time, okay?" Fang Minghua said with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Jia Pingwa seemed to have discovered something fishy between the two.
"Zhongshi, what did you say on the pager you asked me to see? Is it convenient?" Jia Pingwa said.
"Convenient, convenient, what's the inconvenience?" Chen Zhongshi smiled and took the pager off his waist and handed it to Jia Pingwa, and said to Fang Minghua: "It's not my fault, it's Pingwa who wants it. "
Jia Pingwa took the pager, looked at it carefully, and immediately turned her head to look at Fang Minghua.
"Minghua, you won the Lu Xun Literature Award!"
(End of this chapter)