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"Classical Art and Literature Award?" Hualichun asked in surprise.

During the lunch break, on the roof of the school building, Jun Hanamen, Tanjiro Kamado, my wife Zenitsu, and Inosuke Zuihei were sitting together. While eating lunch and chatting, Tanjiro Kamado suddenly mentioned the Classical Art and Literature Award things.

"Well, from next week, the Classical Art and Literature Awards should start to submit." Kamado Tanjiro said vaguely while eating the salmon slices in the lunch box, "Xiaochun plans to let the teachers of Hoshinosha Participate?"

"Why does Tanjiro know so well?" my wife Zenitsu asked curiously.

"Because Mr. Hikai mentioned this in music class today." Tanjiro Kamado replied, "Ms. Hikai seems to like legends very much. He will buy the works of award-winning writers back home."

"Oh, I know this too!" My wife Shanyi said eagerly, "Mr. Xiangkai is the instructor of the literature department. I heard that he has submitted many articles to literary journals, but he always fails to pass the manuscript."

"How do you all know so clearly? I don't know anything." Zuihei Inosuke exhaled a puff of air from his nostrils, while talking about trying to grab the meat in Zamon Tanjiro's lunch box.

"Inosuke, is it okay that you don't always listen carefully in class?" At this moment, Kamado Tanjiro said worriedly.

"Inosuke is playing all the time in class." My wife Zenitsu looked down on him a little bit, "The exam is coming soon, if you continue like this, your grades will be in danger. Maybe you will repeat a grade, and even summer vacation will have to be used to make up lessons oh."

"That can't be done!" Zuihei Inosuke became anxious, and even forgot to pick up the meat, "During the summer vacation, I plan to go to the mountains to catch earth dragons!"

The three of them were noisy, but Hualichun was a little lost in thought.

The Classical Arts and Literature Award...

Hualichun remembers very clearly, "Let's Revive!"Bunhao Publishing House breaks down the goal of becoming the No. [-] publishing house in the industry into four conditions.In addition to having the number one magazine in annual sales and the number one book in annual sales, there are two other conditions that are to win the highest award in the literature category of the Classical Art Literature Award and the New Art Literature Award respectively.

In this way, I am afraid that even if you have not heard the news that the Classical Art and Literature Award is open for submission, when the time comes, "Revival!""Wenhao Publishing House" will also pop up a prompt.

That being the case, she will definitely participate in the Classical Art and Literature Award this time.

Not only to participate, but also to send as many teachers as possible.

Thinking of this, Hualichun quickly finished the sandwich in the bento box with a few bites.

Just at this time, Kamado Tanjiro also quickly finished the last bite of his meal.The two expertly exchanged their bento boxes back and put them in their bags.

My wife Zenitsu and Zuihei Inosuke witnessed this series of operations again.Zuihei Inosuke suddenly remembered something: "Just now I forgot to take away the meat from Gonhachiro's lunch box!"

The blond boy said with a wooden face: "It's great to exchange bento every day. I want to be like Sister Nezuko, and I want to eat the bento made by Sister Nezuko... Eh? Tanjiro, the eyes you used to look at me what's going on?"

Tanjirou Kamado looked at my wife Zenitsu with a bit of disgust: "This is the look from Nezuko's brother, and it is a look of disapproval."

"Eh?" My wife Zenitsu was taken aback, "No more! Tanjiro—we've known each other for so long—"

"But how old is Nezuko! I will never allow it, Zenitsu!" Kamado Tanjiro squatted down, put a hand on my wife Zenitsu's shoulder, and said solemnly, "If you dare to do something out of line I will tell Tomioka-sensei or the police about it!"

"...What! There are men and women who made a marriage contract when they were teenagers and wait until they are adults!" My wife Zenitsu showed a heartbroken expression for a moment, and grabbed Kamado Tanjirou's trouser leg, "Tanjirou , Tanjirou, please!"

"Zenyi, you are so disrespectful!" Tanjiro Kamado looked at my wife Zenyi who was writhing on the ground like a big earthworm, with a bright expression on his face that he couldn't look directly at, "Stand up! "

"No, I won't get up if Tanjirou doesn't promise me!" My wife Zenitsu wailed ghostly.

……

After returning to Hoshinosha from school, Hualichun sat in front of the computer for the first time and retrieved the content related to the Classical Art and Literature Award.

Clicking on the official website of this award, Hualichun found that Zhuma was right. In a few days, this award will open for submissions.

With the mouse down all the way, Huali Chun quickly browsed through the description of the Classical Art and Literature Award.

The Classic Art and Literature Award, together with the New School Art and Literature Award, is the highest award in this country's literature and art.The categories of awards are divided into several categories such as music, painting and literature, among which the major category of literature is divided into several subcategories such as poetry, prose and so on.

Each sub-category has its own awards, and the entries will compete in categories according to style. First, they must be nominated in the audition, and then they can participate in the final selection meeting.Under normal circumstances, among all the nominated works of the same award, only one can win the award.

But when it comes to the selection of the highest award in the literature category of the Classical Art and Literature Awards, style will no longer be a restriction, and all nominated works will stand on the same starting line, competing for honors with their true strength!

Seeing this, Hualichun couldn't help clenching her fists.

The Classical Art and Literature Award is an award that has attracted widespread attention from the whole society, and it can be said to be the best chance to become famous.If you can win the award, the book sales will definitely increase further.and……

In the judging of the Classical Art and Literature Awards, fame is no longer important.The advantages and disadvantages based on fame will no longer exist when Sanxianya competes for sales.No matter who wrote the work, the winner will be determined by quality!

Unexpectedly, the opportunity to confront "The Age of Literature and Art" and Bailang Society, as well as other publishing houses and writers, will arrive so soon!

Hualichun's fingers continued to slide the mouse, but the next line of text that caught her eyes made her stunned.

This time the manuscripts accepted for the Classical Art and Literature Award are limited to works published between May 5st of the previous year and April 1st of this year.

In this way, only the works published in the first two issues of "Monthly Literature" can be signed up--Dazai Osamu's "Setting Sun", "Girl Apprentice", and Nakahara Chuya's "Song of Sheep".

In addition to the restriction that a writer can only choose one work to participate in the competition, one must be selected between "The Setting Sun" and "The Female Apprentice".

Hualichun couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.She originally planned to send all the articles that had the potential to win prizes in order to try to win more prizes.

But in the end, which article should be sent to the competition should be decided according to the opinion of the writer.

Hualichun first told Zhongye Quan that "Song of Sheep" was going to be sent for awards.

At that time, the Zhongye dog was eating the iced watermelon found in the refrigerator in the newly expanded kitchen, and the milky white short hair on the chin was dyed red by the watermelon juice.

The watermelon was almost bigger than the Chuya dog, and he dug a hole in the end of the watermelon like a tunnel.On the green melon skin, the little orange dog scratched the word "Dazai" in all directions with its paws, and then made a cross on it, which seemed to mean that Dazai dog was not allowed to eat the melon he hadn't finished eating.

After hearing Hualichun's words, the melon in the little orange dog's mouth fell with a "click", and the puppy's face, which was stained red and white by the watermelon juice, was a little dazed.

After a while, the puppy jumped three feet high with high spirits, and opened its mouth with a series of passionate "Wow, woof, woof, woof!"

"I understand, I will definitely win the prize, right!" Hualichun nodded vigorously, "I think so too! Because Mr. Chuya's poems are full of power! Power!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Leaving the small dogs jumping up and down excitedly around half a melon, when Hualichun found Dazai Dog, he was lying on the grass under the shade of a tree, whining with earphones on his ears, and his fluffy tail was carefree. Shake it, as if singing along to the song inside.

It seems that it is still a dog who is very interested in human music and pursues elegant enjoyment.

Hualichun noticed that Dazai Gou seemed to be flipping through a small book, so she leaned over to take a look curiously.

The title of the opened page was written in large characters: The Empty Oil Drum Suicide Method.

Hualichun looked away, and looked down at Gouzi silently.And the sand-colored Gouzi finally spotted Hualichun's shadow, and also looked up at her.

The moment a person and a dog looked at each other, time seemed to pause.

"..."

Although my job is to assist the writer teacher, I also need to use a pair of iron fists when the writer teacher goes astray.This is the experience I just learned from Gongqian Jian.

Hualichun reached out and grabbed the "Complete Suicide Manual": "Confiscated. I will return it to you when you are a hundred years old."

Dazai Inu was silent for a moment, then suddenly flicked his hair vigorously, and a large piece of long sand-colored dog hair floated in the air, and with the air current, it swayed and flung itself on the serious face of Hualichun.

Hualichun, who was suddenly attacked and retaliated by dog ​​hair, frowned instantly: "Ah Choo!"

"... Dazai-sensei."

A few thin dog hairs dangled under Hualichun's nostrils, like overgrown nose hair and whiskers fluttering in the wind.Hualichun pinched off the dog's hair, suppressed the urge to sneeze, sniffed and said, "The Classical Art and Culture Award will open for submission soon. According to the requirements of the publication time, only the first and second issues of "Monthly Literature" Published articles meet the submission requirements."

While speaking, she took off the earphones Dazai Inu was wearing on the dog's head.Immediately, the humming and chirping voice of "yeah! Die for love~ one person can't do it~ two people can do it~" came from the earphones.

After hearing this, Hualichun's face, which was suppressing a sneeze, became more and more distorted.

Who sang this song?So weird.

"In short, Mr. Chuya published only one manuscript on "The Song of Sheep" during this period. Of course, this one was selected and sent. However, Mr. Dazai has two works that meet the requirements."

Hualichun forced herself to ignore the strange song, and placed the two manuscripts "The Setting Sun" and "The Female Apprentice" on the grass in front of Dazai Quan: "Which article should I choose to compete for the award, I want to hear from Teacher Dazai Views."

Two stacks of manuscripts were placed in front of Dazai Inu.The sand-colored Gouzi looked a little more serious at the moment.

The tip of the brown nose moved, and soon, Dazai Inu made a decision.

The fluffy dog's paw pressed against "Setting Sun", and the brown pad lightly patted the paper.

"So that's the case, did you choose to make your debut?" Hualichun happily put away the two manuscripts and nodded, "Speaking of "Sunset", the sunset reflected in the river is still the most impressive on the day I met Mr. Dazai. Impressive."

The sand-colored dog tilted his head when he heard the words, his tail swung slightly, and swept the grass leaves on the ground.

"I understand, let's do what Dazai-sensei wants!"

Holding the manuscript in her arms, the girl was about to stand up, but her movements suddenly stopped because of something she thought of.

"Closer." She said softly.

Dazai Inu heard this and raised his head to look at her.

"Ms. Dazai, do you still remember what I said that day? We want people from all over the country, regardless of age and occupation, to see Mr. Dazai. Of course, the same goes for other teachers."

"I always feel that all of us are one step closer to this goal!"

Hualichun tightened her hand holding the manuscript.

"Absolutely get the highest reward!"

……

On the day when the Classical Art and Literature Award opened for submission, Hualichun put "The Setting Sun" and "The Song of Sheep" into the envelope and sent them to the mailbox designated by the selection meeting.

Afterwards, she did not go back to Hoshinosha, but went to the nearest shrine.

After putting coins into the donation box, Hualichun shook the drawstring and clasped his hands together to make a wish.

As an orphan, she has never made a wish at the shrine.The head of the orphanage once told the children in the orphanage that their life without parents is destined to be more difficult than ordinary children, and even the gods blindfolded the orphans.So if you have time to pray to the gods, why not work part-time to save more money for your future, read more books, and live like a person even if you are not adopted.

It is precisely because of this that Huali Chuncai has to find a way to earn enough money to study and go to school like other children.Instead of relying on God, it is better to rely on yourself.

But this time, she hopes that the works of Dazai Inu and Chuya Inu can successfully win the grand prize.

***

Tokyo, inside the towering Bailangsha building.

In a vast conference room, a dozen serious-looking men and women were sitting.Around their necks were the employee cards of the editorial department of "The Age of Literature and Art".

Among them, the editor-in-chief sitting at the top cleared his throat and said, "Now, let me announce the works of writers signed by "Literary Times" that will be selected for this Classical Art and Literature Award."

"When the Seagulls Fall" by Naomi Asai.

"The Echo of the Millionth Repeat" by Mr. Hayashi Keisuke."

"Sakaguchi Kotaro-sensei's..."

After reporting several titles in a row, the editor-in-chief finally said, "And Mr. Kaya Koyama."

""Hazy Moonlight Night" can't keep up." An editor below said, "The latest publication date for the works accepted for the Classical Art and Literature Award is the last day of April."

"So," someone thought of something again, "Could it be that the article Mr. Koyama Kaya decided to use to decide the victory is that one..."

"That's right." The editor-in-chief nodded slightly, "It was published by Mr. Xiaoshan in the middle of last year. After that article was finished, he stopped writing for more than half a year before reopening a new work, "Kite."

"This time, we will definitely let the writers who signed with us win the highest award of the Classical Art and Literature Award."