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Chapter 210 Award Ceremony
Tokyo Imperial Hotel.

This is one of the famous five-star hotels in Japan. Founded in 1890, it is known for its fine traditions and long history, and it is also a favorite place for diplomats to stay.

Located in the Imperial Palace area of ​​Chuo-ku, with 31 floors above ground and 4 floors below ground, it is one of the largest hotels in Tokyo.

The location of the hotel is very superior. It takes only 5 minutes to walk to Ginza, where there are many famous shops, and Marunouchi.It is also very convenient for sightseeing in Asakusa, Akihabara, and Tokyo Disneyland.

The annual Akutagawa Award and Naoki Award, two major Japanese heavyweight literary awards, are held here.

On this day, even though he already knew that he had won the award, Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who was still coming to receive the award, came here with his manager, Uncle Ishida.

Under the surprised eyes of the staff of Wenyichunqiu Publishing House, Sakamoto Kiyoshi, who was wearing a peaked cap and a mask, and Uncle Ishida, who looked slightly embarrassed, walked into the hotel room prepared by Wenyichunqiu for the award candidates.

As soon as he entered the room, Kiyoshi Sakamoto took off his hat and mask, and began to visit the room curiously.

"Oh, five-star is five-star, the room is really good..."

Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who came to the bedroom, looked at the big bed, and jumped on the big bed excitedly like a child who was out on a trip.

puff!
Lying on the soft bed, Kiyoshi Sakamoto exclaimed, "Well, it's so comfortable!"

At this time, Uncle Ishida, who saw Kiyoshi Sakamoto rolling around on the bed, also smiled like a father.

"By the way! Uncle, tell me, if I come to the stage to accept the award, will Wenyi Chunqiu and the reporters present be surprised?"

Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Well, that's for sure. I'm afraid they would never have thought of it. The writer who wrote "Golden Dreamland" is you, an artist who has stopped performing arts activities for half a year..."

"But, Qing, are you really sure you want to do this?" Uncle Ishida said with a worried look.

"Uh? Why do you ask that?" Sakamoto Kiyoshi suddenly stood up from the bed, looked at the uncle, and asked.

"Because, if you do this, although the public will definitely be surprised, and your plan should be successful, but you are still on vacation. If you are too eye-catching, will the media be surprised?" Or the company is not very satisfied with you, after all, you stopped performing arts activities for half a year, and instead of studying and resting at home, you went to write novels, will they think you are not doing your job properly??"

Uncle Ishida said.

Hearing the uncle's worry, Kiyoshi Sakamoto said suddenly, "So you are worried about this! Man, man!"

"First, you have already said that I am on vacation. What I do is my own freedom, and they can't interfere with it; second, I am writing novels, and I am also studying. Three's credits have been completed in advance, so I wrote a novel in my spare time and won an award by the way, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"Besides, this plan is to create a greater effect. I will choose to accept the award in my own capacity at this time. Otherwise, I will definitely not appear here. I will let you come directly. ..."

"Besides, I suddenly appeared at this time, and they still want to thank me."

He calmly analyzed for the uncle.

"Eh? Why?" The uncle was a little puzzled.

"Because, without my presence, how could the media have news to write about? Therefore, I have always felt that the media will always be a group of astronomy enthusiasts chasing the stars." Kiyoshi Sakamoto looked at the ceiling at 45 degrees, pretending to see everything in the world. The expression successfully attracted the uncle's attention.

However, knowing that Kiyoshi Sakamoto is pretending to be an uncle at this time, the expression on his face can clearly see the word "dislike".

"Uh, you mean, are you a star?" The kind uncle said cooperatively, still pinching his nose.

"Yes, I am the brightest star in the sky! Ahahaha..."

As he talked, he laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of the taste of the second class.

And looking at the uncle Sakamoto Kiyoshi, the expression on his face is no longer a father-like smile, but an expression of looking at the mentally retarded, and at the same time complaining in his heart.

"Why do I have such a middle school artist..."

. . . . . .

At seven o'clock in the evening, the 135th Akutagawa Award Ceremony officially began.

The site of the press conference was on the fifth floor of the main building of the Imperial Hotel, a conference venue that could accommodate hundreds of people.

This is a venue with a podium surrounded by buffets, drinks, like a big dance.

At this time, people from all walks of life, including the high-level executives of Bungeishunqiu Publishing House, members of the Japan Literature Promotion Association, and media reporters who will definitely appear, are all gathered here, preparing to participate in this twice-yearly meeting of literary circles. event.

At this time, Sakamoto Kiyoshi had not yet appeared in the venue, he still stayed in the room, waiting for the moment when he would make his debut.

As the agent of the "Leisure" writer, Uncle Ishida was one step ahead and arrived at the venue.

Because, he has to discuss with the editor-in-chief of Wenyi Chunqiu Publishing House first, and wait for the awarding process.

Although it is said that the winners have been determined by default, the process still needs to be followed.

Moreover, I learned from Ishida Kou, the agent of the award-winning writer "Xiao Xian", that the writer "Liu Xian" himself also came to the awards ceremony today, and was going to accept the award in person.

Such news made Wenyi Chunqiu, who has always been very interested and curious about the identity of "leisure", very happy.

At the awards ceremony, if a fire can be added, it may make the Akutagawa Awards more eye-catching, thereby achieving the effect of greatly increasing magazine sales.

What's more, the mysterious genius writer "Xiao Xian", who has been on the prowl for a long time, showed his true colors by attending the award ceremony. Is there any more sensational news than this? ! !

This is also what makes the Spring and Autumn Period of Literature and Art start to look forward to. When the media reporters present today see the true face of the mysterious writer "Xiao Xian", what kind of reaction will they have?
However, Uncle Ishida is also secretly looking forward to it, looking forward to what kind of expression will appear on his face when the literary spring and the media see that "leisure" is Kiyoshi Sakamoto?
"I have to say, the ideas Qing came up with are always so interesting..."

The uncle thought secretly in his heart.

With the host's gags and the guests' feasting, the Akutagawa Awards Ceremony is almost time for the awards.

At this time, an old man with gray hair walked slowly onto the stage, took the microphone handed over by the host, cleared his throat, and said.

"Please be quiet, everyone."

As soon as the voice fell, the lively venue slowly fell silent.

Uncle Ishida, who was pushing glasses and changing glasses with the reasoning editors of Wenyichunqiu, also looked towards the old man when he heard the voice from the stage.

Uncle Ishida, who had done a lot of intelligence research on the Akutagawa Prize before coming here, recognized at a glance that the old man on stage at this time was Kuroi Chiji.

This old man is the chairman of the Japan Literary Artists Association, and his other identity is the chairman of the review committee for the Akutagawa Award.

"Are you coming?" The uncle knew that this big man in the Japanese literary world had come to the stage, which meant that the time to announce the awards was coming soon!

"Next, it will be our 135th round, the highlight of the Akutagawa Award and Naoki Award Ceremony, announcing the winning works!"

"Then, let us applaud our award presenter, the winner of the last Naoki Prize, Higashino Keigo-san, and announce to everyone that the winner of the 135th Akutagawa Prize and the Naoki Prize, Doso (please)!"

After Kuroi Chiji finished speaking, he handed over the microphone to a middle-aged man who came up from the stage.

"Keigo Higashino!"

Seeing the middle-aged man, Uncle Ishida was also surprised.

That's right, the announcer of the 135th Akutagawa Award and the Naoki Award is Keigo Higashino, the famous mystery novelist who won the Naoki Award for his book "The Devotion of Suspect X" last year.

Wearing a well-fitting suit and black-rimmed glasses, Keigo Higashino looks like a literary worker, oh, he is a literary worker. . .

After taking the microphone and briefly introducing himself, Higashino held an envelope and was about to announce who would win the 135th Akutagawa Award and the Naoki Award.

"Now, allow me to announce that the winning work of the 135th Akutagawa Ryunosuke Award is..."

dong dong dong. . .

The lights dimmed, and there was a rhythmic drumbeat at the venue, and several spotlights kept dangling in the crowd, which added a lot of tension to the scene.

However, in the entire venue, there was only one person who was neither nervous nor curious about the outcome, and that person was Uncle Ishida.

Because, he knew a long time ago that the name that will be read next will definitely be "Golden Dreamland" written by Kiyoshi Sakamoto.

""Golden Dreamland"!"

really!

All of a sudden, all the spotlights were concentrated on the entrance of a venue near the podium.

And all the winners came in through this door.

"Let's welcome our winner, "Leisure"-san, with warm applause!" Keigo Higashino, who was on stage, also acted as the host temporarily.

clap clap clap!
There was deafening applause in the venue, and people's eyes were all focused on the door. They also wanted to know what the mysterious genius writer "Xiao Xian" looked like in real life.

At this time, Sakamoto Kiyoshi was standing outside the door with his hands on the door handle, ready to push the door in.

First, he calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and he whispered softly.

"SHOW TIME!"

After speaking, he pushed open the door and walked in.

　Thank you friends for your rewards and subscriptions. Of course, I am grateful for every vote from everyone. I won’t come out here one by one. Brothers know it well, huh!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)