After winning the 1 million lottery, I have to fight even more

The next morning, when Wang Wei was dug out of the bed by Tang Ruohai, it was only 5 o'clock in the morning.

Glancing at the clock, Wang Wei was a little overwhelmed, he had just slept for less than 5 hours.

"What are you doing up so early? Doesn't the award ceremony start at 9 o'clock?" Wang Wei asked in a daze. He regretted sharing a standard room with Tang Ruohai.

"Before I left, the big boss specifically told me to give you a good look. I got up an hour ago and re-ironed your suit." Tang Ruohai said.

Wang Wei tilted his head, and sure enough, he saw a wrinkle-free suit on the bed next to him.Rubbing his eyes violently a few times, Wang Wei forced himself to sit up from the bed. Long-term low blood pressure and low blood sugar made it difficult for Wang Wei to get up.

After waking up and taking a shower, Tang Ruohai caught off guard and put a mask on Wang Wei's face.

"What is this for?" Wang Wei asked, "What kind of mask do you apply in the morning? I applied it before going to bed last night."

"The big boss said that you don't need to put on makeup today, but your skin must be in good condition, otherwise you won't look good on camera." Tang Ruohai explained.

"It's better to let me sleep a little longer." Wang Wei complained helplessly.

After getting acquainted, Wang Wei and Tang Ruohai got along a lot more casually, which made Tang Ruohai no longer as restrained as he was at the beginning.

Taking out a series of water creams from the small box and putting them on the cabinet next to Wang Wei, Tang Ruohai explained: "Don't forget to put on transparent lipstick, your lips are a little dry these two days. I'll bring you some for breakfast, That way you don't have to change twice."

"Okay." Wang Wei agreed, he felt that Tony and Lily were getting more and more alike.

After eating, Wang Wei let Tang Ruohai treat him well. They set off on time at 8 o'clock, and it was exactly 8:[-] when the three of them arrived at the Great Hall.

The Literary Award Ceremony is not an entertainment circle award ceremony, so the attention is naturally not particularly high. In addition, the award ceremony hall is located in the Great Hall, so there are even fewer media that can come in.As soon as he entered the door, there were only two cameras standing at the door. Wang Wei glanced at the station logo pasted on it, which seemed to be from CCTV.

After signing in at the sign-in counter, they were pulled to the side to take a photo, and Wang Wei and Zhao Chengqiu entered the venue.The place is not too big, a small conference hall that can accommodate about 300 people.Wang Wei is a guest who is likely to win the award, and his seat is in the first row, while Zhao Chengqiu is just a staff member, and his seat is closer to the back. They don't sit together, and the two separate when they enter the door.

The authors who came to the awards ceremony were all older, and their generation had a strong sense of time. At this time, half of the people in the auditorium were already seated.Wang Wei glanced at it, and sure enough, as Zhao Chengqiu said before, most people don't even wear ties, and those who wear suits and shirts are considered more formal.Some people simply came wearing daddy jackets, and Wang Wei even saw an aunt wearing a thick sweater.Compared with Wang Wei himself, he stands out from the crowd.Like a flirty peacock, but it's always here, so I can't undress on the spot, Wang Wei thought embarrassingly.

After taking his seat, Wang Wei took the initiative to greet politely the old man in a Chinese tunic suit next to him:

"Hi senior, I'm Wang Wei."

"Your friend, I'm Chen Bing." The old man smiled kindly, and held Wang Wei's hand of friendship.

"It turned out to be Senior Chen!" Seeing the senior who could only be seen in books before, Wang Wei was instantly excited, and said: "I have read your "Green Sea" and "Green Grass", and I like it very much! I have been friends with you for a long time, and it is a great honor to meet you today!"

"I don't know what works my little friend wrote? To be able to sit in the first row must be shortlisted for an award, right?" Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"The pen name is Lan Hai, and "Frontier" is honored to be shortlisted." Wang Wei said.

"Oh? Xiaoyou is Lan Hai? I always thought that Lan Hai was an old man like me, haha! Xiaoyou's writing skills are concise and powerful, like calligraphy penetrating the back of paper, which is very rare!" Mr. Chen said in surprise.

The old and the young cut into each other's works and talked happily.

After getting acquainted with each other, Mr. Chen said with a smile to Wang Wei: "Young man, you are dressed very handsomely today. I noticed you as soon as you walked in."

Pointing to Wang Wei's bow tie, he said, "It's just that the bow tie is too big, like a girl's."

Wang Wei smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and realized that he seemed to be the only one wearing a bow tie present.

At this time, the host came to the stage to open the show, and everyone's eyes were on the stage. Wang Wei reached out and secretly untied the bow tie.

No matter how old or young you are, or how many things you have experienced, you will always care about the matter of awarding awards.A number of literary masters stood on the podium, and the awards were taken away one by one, with joyful smiles on the faces of the winners.

Wang Wei waited all the time, and the host began to read the award speech for the next work: "The theme of "Border" is war and love. When the unforgettable love conflicted with the righteousness of the family and the country, he resolutely chose the country. From small to large, Using the fate of two people to outline the characteristics of the war-torn era, in the tearing of the soul, a clear soul was cut open with compassion and regret. Congratulations to our young writer, Wang Wei!"

The tense heart in his chest was let go, and a burst of joy rose. Wang Wei got up from his seat and walked onto the podium.Sparse flashlights shone on him, although not as dense as in the Aphie press conference, but it excited Wang Wei just as much.

I like the feeling of standing in front of the spotlight, Wang Wei said to himself.

"When I saw Wang Wei, I felt that I was not presenting the Snowstain Award, but the Hundred Flowers Award. I said that Wang Wei raised the overall appearance of our venue today. Do you have any objections?" As The old seniors of the Writers' Association of the award presenters joked, which caused a good-hearted laugh from the audience.

Amidst the laughter, Wang Wei shyly licked his lower lip and smiled.

"Congratulations to Wang Wei. Now, please give Wang Wei his acceptance speech." After awarding the certificate to Wang Wei, the award presenter said to Wang Wei.

"Thanks to the judges for their affirmation of "Frontier". I feel a little flattered." Wang Wei lifted up the award certificate in his hand and said, "I am very happy at this moment. Really, I think it will be a part of my future decades. One of the happiest things of the year. This certificate is in my hand at the moment, heavy, and the moment I receive it, it feels like I have received a task, a task to continue to work hard and write better words. Only Getting better and better is not a disgrace to the glory of the Xuehen Award. The Xuehen Award is a kind of encouragement for me. In the days to come, I will work harder and live up to expectations, thank you everyone!"

After the Snow Trace Awards Ceremony, the organizing committee also held a luncheon, inviting all participating authors to participate.As a newcomer in the literary world, Wang Wei spent the entire lunch meeting on the way to get to know the seniors.Since he can't drink alcohol, Wang Wei can only rack his brains and work hard on his speech, not blindly flattering, but accumulating knowledge in humorous humor.Let all the seniors in the literary world sigh, this kid has a solid foundation and can speak.Nowadays, young people in the literary world mostly take the fast food route, and online novels with light content and sharp film and video reviews are more and more popular among young people who are becoming more and more mainstream in the world.There are very few young people like Wang Wei who follow the route of literary novels. The reason why "Border" was selected for the Xueshen Award is not to encourage young authors.

After the banquet, an officer from the Liaison Department of the Writers Association came to find Wang Wei.

"The Writers Association has paid attention to Mr. Wang for a long time." Feng Li, the director of the Writers Association, said straight to the point: "Recently, the Writers Association has prepared a series of promotional activities in order to improve the literary literacy of young students and promote the enthusiasm of young people for writing. We need a youth image. Ambassador. I wonder if Mr. Wang has any intentions?"

The surprise came so suddenly that Wang Wei was a bit slow in responding before replying, "How disrespectful!"

When Tang Ruohai received the call, Ding Shaokai had just made arrangements for Wang Wei's work after winning the award, and was eating lunch nearly two hours late.

"You mean the invitation from the Writers' Association?" Ding Shaokai put down the big steamed bun he had just bitten into, and said, "I'll book a ticket there right away. You should contact the Writers' Association first, and we'll talk about the details when I come over."

"Brother Ding, don't worry, we have an appointment with Director Feng of the Writers Association at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning." Tang Ruohai reminded Ding Shaokai on the other end of the phone.

"8 o'clock in the morning tomorrow? Isn't it in a hurry?! We don't need to discuss in advance, the previous training was done for nothing, right! I, Xinghe, never fight unprepared!" Ding Shaokai roared at Tang Ruohai.

The stunned Tang Ruohai hung up the phone awkwardly, thinking that if Boss Ding knew that he was visiting the Forbidden City with Brother Xiaowei, he would be so angry that he would kill him.

"Brother Xiaowei?" Tang Ruohai couldn't help calling out to Wang Wei who was walking in front.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wang Wei asked.

"About the invitation of the Writers Association, don't we really need to go back and prepare?" Tang Ruohai asked.

"I probably already have an idea. After Mr. Ding comes in the evening, we will discuss the plan provided by the Writers Association in detail. Now it is useless to just think about it." Wang Wei said, focusing on the tour guide in front again. After all, there are three cultural attractions. Part of seeing the scene is part of listening, Wang Wei and Tang Ruohai, two individual tourists, did not join the group, and finally found a wonderful tour guide, but they must follow closely.

Tang Ruohai looked black when he heard this, when did Wang Wei think about it?Why is his mind still empty now?Is this the difference between gods and mortals?

The unexpected invitation from the Writers Association extended Wang Wei's stay in Kyoto by another day.As a result, Wang Wei missed a day of class on Monday.

"Why didn't Wang Wei come to class today? Is there something wrong?" The old professor of the Outline of Modern Chinese History checked Wang Wei's fixed seat next to him and found no one. Qian Duo said.

"Professor, Wang Wei has gone to Kyoto to attend the Snowstain Award Ceremony. This is a leave of absence." Qian Duo replied, stepped onto the podium, and showed the professor the leave of absence Wang Wei had prepared in advance.

The old professor held up the leave note far away from his eyes. After seeing the reason for asking for leave clearly, he nodded and asked, "The Snow Mark Award was awarded yesterday, right?"

The old professor obviously knew about the Xueshen Award very well.

"Yes." Qian Duo nodded, thinking that the old man wouldn't be so serious, wouldn't Wang Wei's daily points be deducted if he didn't come back today from the award ceremony yesterday?

Unexpectedly, the professor of modern history asked suddenly: "I am still in the mood to hang out, must have won an award?"

Qian Duo nodded in cold sweat.

"Which one is it? Has it been published?" The old professor continued to ask.

How do I know this... Qian Duo, who has always been uninterested in literary works, was asked seriously.

"Professor, it's "Frontier". There is no physical book yet. The official website has announced that it will be launched in major bookstores in three days!" A girl behind suddenly replied instead of Qian Duo.

The old professor nodded and said, "I'll go buy it and have a look."

Qian Duo then edited a text message about the fact that the professor of modern history wanted to buy "Frontier" and came back to read it, and sent it to Wang Wei.

At that time, Wang Wei was taking photos of the patterns on the roof with his mobile phone. He happened to see Qian Duo’s message, and immediately replied: “Please tell the professor for me, you don’t need to buy it specially. When I return from Beijing, I will definitely come to give you a gift.”

Before the class started, Qian Duo told the old professor Wang Wei's words with his mobile phone, but the old professor shook his head and said: "Wang Wei gave the book because of his friendship with me; when I go to the bookstore to buy books, it's me." There is no contradiction in supporting him. You tell Wang Wei that there is no need to come to the door, just remember to bring it to me when I have class next Monday. Oh, yes, you tell Wang Wei that the book you gave me requires It’s just a bare book with a signature and a gift, and I don’t want to follow it!”

Qian Duo, who has become a megaphone, conveyed the professor's words to Wang Wei again.

Wang Wei replied with one word: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

Tang Ruohai: You think I want to be an old lady!With a boss who doesn't worry about anything, you think I'd like it! ! ! !

Wang Wei: Hmm... I don't want to get up.

Senior writers: Dad pretends to be mom... you have to wear a new dress to accept the award!

Wang · Beauty · Wei: Don't say anything, just hide my little bow tie quickly!

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