Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

Jiang Zhongding and Han Guang returned to the Huaxia Academy of Literature from the melody of their hearts.

As soon as they entered, the other people in the Academy kept looking at Jiang Zhongding and Han Guang.

One of the tall and thin people immediately said:

"Mr. Jiang, there is news from the Hugo Awards."

"Let us send the books we are going to participate in this year."

After that, the entire Academy of Literature fell into a terrible silence.

Jiang Zhongding was not too surprised when he heard it.

Every year at this time, the Hugo Awards invites science fiction books from every country in the world to participate.

But basically every year the Hugo Awards are taken away by Western countries.

Huaxia's science fiction books can only be runners-up.

Jiang Zhongding sighed.

"Alas!"

There are many literary books in Huaxia, but only a few people enjoy world reputation.

But they can't write science fiction novels!

Is it embarrassing to be a runner-up again this time?

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang felt very complicated.

After all, Chinese science fiction novels participate every year, but they have not achieved very good results.

It is impossible not to participate. If you do not participate, Western countries will find the right opportunity to ridicule you.

But if you participate, you will just be a runner-up and you will not even get any prizes!

It is a dilemma and very embarrassing.

Jiang Zhongding looked at the others and continued, "Are there any books you are willing to sign up for?"

The assistant of the Chinese Literature Academy immediately handed over the previously sorted materials.

"These are all just printed this afternoon. Please take a look."

Jiang Zhongding looked down at the materials in his hand, frowned, and asked softly:

"Only... five people?"

"Five people have signed up?!"

"Isn't this too few?!"

"One Feng Mingchen's [My Robot Girlfriend]."

"One Chen Han's [Doraemon]"

"..."

Jiang Zhongding's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

What is this?

Just look at the name and you know it's not that good.

Isn't this even more embarrassing? !

Professor Han Guang then said: "Why don't you ask 'Chen Yan'? I see he has published two online novels now."

"What if he is also good at science fiction novels."

Jiang Zhongding nodded, his eyes shining:

"Try it, what if 'Chen Yan' can really write, then he will be killing in the Hugo Awards!"

"I'll send him a private message on Weibo!"

"Quick!"

Others from the Huaxia Academy of Literature and Art also tensed up and logged into the official Weibo account of the Huaxia Academy of Literature and Art.

Find 'Chen Yan's' Weibo account and leave him a message.

[Dear 'Chen Yan', we are the official account of the Huaxia Academy of Literature and Art. We have difficulties today and would like to get your help.

I don't know if you can write a science fiction novel. I look forward to your reply! 】

Jiang Zhongding shook his head: "Is that all?"

"Do I need to write anything else?"

Professor Han Guang said in a low voice:

"What if... he doesn't read the Weibo message?"

Jiang Zhongding was stunned, and smiled helplessly:

"What should I do? Just let it sit! What else can I do?"

"If we don't read the Weibo message, we can only submit these."

"There are still three days before the deadline, wait a little longer!"

…

At the same time, Lu Yan had already cooked all the ingredients.

Minced meat eggplant, vinegar potato shreds, braised pork, cold cucumber, turtle soup, stomach-nourishing porridge!

All done.

There were a variety of delicious foods on the table. Bai Lu looked at so many delicious foods, and her eyes narrowed like a small slit.

But she still held back at this time, after all, these were all made by Lu Yan himself.

She still had to leave some for Lu Yan.

After all, every time a dish was served, it would be poisoned by Bai Lu.

"Huh - finally all these dishes are done!"

"It's really not easy!"

Lu Yan said softly, shaking his sore arms.

Cooking with a big iron pan is a great test for the arms.

It's a bit sore.

Seeing this, Bai Lu walked to Lu Yan with a smile and took the initiative to press Lu Yan's shoulders.

"Let me give you a massage!"

As soon as the voice fell, before Lu Yan could refute.

Bai Lu's small fingers had already landed on Lu Yan's shoulders, squeezing hard.

First it was strong, then weak.

Lu Yan enjoyed Bai Lu's massage and closed his eyes in a bit of intoxication.

It's OK, I didn't expect Bai Lu to be good at massage.

It seems that she is not a person who can't do anything.

If Bai Lu knew Lu Yan's true thoughts, she would definitely give Lu Yan a hard push in secret.

[FinallyIt's time for Bai Lu to use some strength, increase the strength! Press Lu Yan hard! ]

[Apart from anything else, Bai Lu still has some brains, at least better than before. ]

[Bai Lu: OK, OK, I'll remember you, don't let me see you again! ]

[Lu Yan: Is it comfortable? I exchanged it with these dishes! Do you also want this kind of massage? Hurry up and learn it! ]

[Meat-minced eggplant, vinegar-fried potato shreds, braised pork, cold cucumber, turtle soup, stomach-nourishing porridge! All of them are my favorites! Ahhh! ]

…

At the same time, Hua Chenyu on the other side wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the Western steak he made in front of him, he also showed a faint smile.

Finally done!

"The judges will definitely like what I do later!"

When he thought of this, he felt a little proud.

But a fragrance instantly rushed into his nose, and he subconsciously looked towards Lu Yan.

Seeing that he had prepared a table of delicious food, he still swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

"Oh my god!"

"There are so many!"

Hua Chenyu realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately returned to his normal state, saying to Yang Yang:

"It's just so-so!"

Yang Yang gave him a big eye roll in response!