Chapter 265 Ouch, you are all pretty awesome
Li Yan went very early for breakfast the next day.
When you arrive early, you are the first to hand your meal ticket to the waiter.
He never thought that the first one to break through the 60% mark would be willpower.
I never thought it would be because of a bowl of bean juice.
Some things don't fit, so don't force it.
But if forcing can bring improvement in ability, Li Yan doesn't mind forcing.
Maybe just two more bowls will make you addicted to bean juice?
There are many varieties of breakfast. Li Yan had time to choose slowly, taking a small amount of each and tasting it slowly.
He finally had the feeling that he was here to enjoy himself.
The exhibition on the morning of June 27 was arranged in a large conference room on the fourth floor of the hotel. It mainly displayed the main achievements of the four major publishing houses in the past ten years, including published books, co-authors, sales results, binding, art, etc. wait.
The arrangement was very free, and the management basically did not show up. The main activities were the staff of the publishing house and the authors.
The competitions held by the other three major publishing houses select the best from published books, so the authors who can be invited to the event have more or less published books in their hands.
They are also the main force of the "Writers Exchange Meeting".
It is naturally more difficult for these emerging writers in the niche mystery circle to be published soon to get into the topic.
Li Yan, who had just suffered a lot, actually enjoyed the experience of standing there like a slave, hiding next to the chatty bosses to learn about publishing and concentrate on watching the exhibition.
But he ignored that he still had the aura of age - it was too easy to be noticed.
Soon, some more curious authors gathered around, once again bringing a flood of questions to Li Yan.
On the 14th of that year, at the exhibition venue, people stood like stars.
Prose, poetry, documentary literature, these people's names can be regarded as high-level guests if they are placed in a salon in the New Taipei Library.
And these people are outputting the following words at a high frequency:
"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth", "If this were my son", "The descendants are to be feared", "The future is yours", etc...
Finally, we chatted with a group of people and asked them to return their focus to "My book..." Li Yan had just changed the exhibition area, and another group of people came together.
It was only after ten o'clock when Li Yan couldn't stand it anymore.
For him, writing a novel all night long was not as tiring as dealing with others.
In one day here, I had a great feast but didn’t even take a second look at an amazing exhibition.
In fact, I collected more than twenty business cards, with at least thirty sentences about the hero.
This time I was really tired of pretending... Li Yan returned to the hotel and lay down directly.
It was already twelve forty when I woke up.
He almost catapulted out of the bed. The seafood buffet will start at eleven o'clock, waiting for me!
There are not many people in the restaurant, but there is still plenty of food.
Think about it, the award ceremony is the highlight at 2:30 in the afternoon. The leaders have to prepare, the staff have to rehearse and test the equipment, and the others immediately became the first wave of customers after watching the exhibition in the morning.
The main thing is, who comes here to eat?
Li Yan: Who doesn’t come here just to enjoy themselves?
Others are trying their best to have more presence, but Mr. Li wants to have less presence.
This is the confidence of super-standard young people.
After enjoying a leisurely meal of free-to-choose seafood alone, it was not long before the entrance time at two o'clock. Li Yan quickly went back to the room to wash up and tidy up, and changed into an expensive piece of clothing. Burgundy T-shirt.
On the third floor, there is a multimedia reception room opposite the Huacai Hall.
This hotel is really complete with complete facilities.
The treatment at the award ceremony was indeed different. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Li Yan saw the ground covered with red carpets, guns and cannons set up at the door, and cameramen working hard to adjust.
"Being on TV" does not have much appeal to Li Yan now, but strictly speaking, it is indeed the first time.
The door of the multimedia reception room is opened very wide. Two rows of smiling hostesses are the same as the ones pasted and copied, taking turns to guide the guests who have completed the sign-in to their seats.
There is a long red cloth table at the door with a row of sign-in sheets.
"Li Yan, pen name Fenda."
The etiquette standing in the middle raised his hand, "Mr. Li, this way."
His sign-in sheet actually only had four names, which seemed to be the four first prize winners.
Only one-fifth of the lights inside the venue were turned on, and the big screen and stage were the focus of attention.
Li Yan led the way and took Li Yan to the left side of the third row.
"This is your temporary position," the hostess's voice was crisp and penetrating, and could be heard clearly despite the buzzing sound of the venue. "The Mystery Literature Award is the last one. When the author of the third award comes on stage, someone will guide you to sit in the first row. It is a mobile position where you can shake hands with the leaders and go on stage to receive the award. "First row?
Wow.
The exciting awards music was played at the scene. The bass effect of the speakers was so good that the sound of drums made Li Yan's heart surge.
Perhaps it is surging even without earthquakes.
People are taking their seats one after another, and the sound debugging is coming to an end.
There were five people sitting on the left side of Li Yan, including the three winners at the dinner table and the two third prize winners of the novel at another table.
They also had a few sparse chats with Li Yan, but the content was still about the things that calloused their ears.
Mainly because of the way Wenjun gave popular science to the two third prize winners... his ability to pretend for others is really profound.
Didn’t you already know each other for a long time?
Li Yan simply studied the seating chart on the table and suddenly discovered that the names of the people omitted from the "other relevant guests" on the conference roster had names on the seating chart.
And there is also a familiar name: Jiang Qingyue.
It's just that the location is too far back and you can't see anything in the relatively dim light.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the editor of "Jiang Qingyue Jinren 66": Is your real name Jiang Qingyue?
What’s even more interesting is that there is an extra person in the first row of seats who was not originally on the roster, the Vice President of Huaxia University.
The dean of Huada College of Liberal Arts was naturally pushed to the back.
The music suddenly started playing again, and the lights were further focused on the stage. Two hosts, a man and a woman, smiled and stepped from the backstage to the front of the stage.
The man is wearing a white suit and the woman is wearing a black evening gown. They are both good-looking and beautiful. I think the publicity department in Beijing is also involved, so the professional host resources must be generous.
"Dear leaders and distinguished guests!" The female voice was high-spirited and sweet.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" The male voice was calm and penetrating.
“Good afternoon, everyone!”
The audience burst into applause.
"Today is a special day, the fifth day of the leap fifth month of the lunar calendar..."
The smell is too strong and the emotions are too full. Li Yan is afraid that someone will suddenly say "Let's make rice dumplings together."
After introducing the guests, several major leaders came to the stage to speak. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the awards ceremony finally began.
The process is the same. First, let the boss of the publishing house come on stage to introduce the results of the publishing house and talk about the significance of holding the competition. Then the announcement will be made starting from the third prize and finally the first prize.
The winner of the first prize took a photo with the presenting guests holding a sign with the bonus written on it, and then briefly gave a few acceptance speeches while holding the small trophy.
When Li Yan signed in, the other three people also signed their names.
Except for the prose writer Li Yan, I have never heard of the other two.
Perhaps it is the selection of excellent works published in recent years. As the editor-in-chief of Shangjing Literature and Art said, it is necessary to "support newcomers", so the winners are relatively unknown.
Then Li Yan saw the introductions on the big screen behind them as they accepted the award:
"Famous young writer", "Famous poet", "Famous journalist"...
The words "highly anticipated" are considered to be relatively low-level introductions. They often refer to "leading", "first place", "first"...
There are also a bunch of awards written in small letters at the bottom.
He Zaihuan, who won the "Best Prose Collection", is also the vice chairman of the Beijing Writers Association; Li Xiao, who won the "Best Poetry Collection", is the chief editor of one of the top ten poetry magazines in China; and won the "Best Documentary" "Literature" Wang Zhong is a professor of journalism at Huaxia Communication University and the president of the Chinese Documentary Literature Research Association. The award-winning work has been at the top of the sales volume of documentary literature in the past three years.
Okay, after Li Yan learned about it, the three names became loud and clear.
When Wang Zhong left his seat in the front row and came on stage, he immediately came over and leaned down to signal Li Yan to take a seat.
Li Yan nodded and Shi Shiran sat down.
Next to him was the editor-in-chief of Shangjing Literature and Art Publishing House. This middle-aged woman with a literary and artistic temperament repeatedly cast curious glances at Li Yan.
When the other winners of the Mystery Literature Award came on stage to receive their awards, the leaders in the audience became more and more curious about Li Yan, who was sitting on the far left.
One after another, they turned their heads sideways and looked over, somewhat widening their angles in order not to be blocked.
From Li Yan’s perspective, it is... Thousand-Headed Guanyin.
"Next, let us invite the first prize winner of the Supernova International Mystery Literature Award for the novel, the author of "The Thread of the Puppet Carrier", pen name Fenda, Li Yan!"
The applause and repeated responses from the audience As the exciting music played for the Nth time, Li Yan stood up, smiled and shook hands with the leaders in the first row under the guidance of the etiquette lady.
At this time, the big screen on stage did not display the personal introduction in time due to lag:
"Li Yan, a junior high school student in New Taipei No. 1 Middle School in Linjiang Province."
Li Yan, who was shaking hands with Minister Mo, clearly saw the shocked expressions of the leaders in this row.
And the whole audience gave a unanimous "Wow" that made his spine tingle with joy.
(End of this chapter)