Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 142
What Mr. Kang said was also what Yu Dong thought.

Science fiction writers should not take themselves so seriously that they are comparable to scientists, nor take themselves so lightly that what they write is irrelevant.

The more popular the works, the more attention should be paid to the social impact, because popular works face more audiences and can easily influence the audience.

Kang Zhenhua nodded with a smile, turned around and walked off the stage slowly without speaking.

Holding the trophy and certificate in one hand, and the microphone in the other, Yu Dong took a deep breath, and then said with a smile: "I won't say more if I thank you. Here I wish the Galaxy Awards will be better and better. China Sci-fi is getting better and better. I am also working hard myself, and I hope to come back next year."

After only saying these two sentences, Yu Dong turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao who was behind, signaling that his side was over.

Yang Xiao nodded, and walked over with a smile, "Don't rush away, let's read the closing speech together."

They said they were together, but in fact it was Yang Xiao who was reading and Yu Dong watching.

Yang Xiao prepared a lot for his closing speech. It was a long page, full of gratitude and expectation.In the end, she also set up a flag, stating that next year's Galaxy Awards must be held more grandly, so that the award ceremony is not just an award ceremony, but more like a ceremony.

After the closing speech was finished, Yang Xiao and Yu Dong walked off the stage together amidst bursts of applause. On the way, Yang Xiao said to Dong: "What I just said depends on your support."

Yu Dong smiled and said: "I can support it for sure, but Miss Xiao, you have to take a long view. I think He Hongwei and his young people are worthy of cultivation, and I believe that more and more young people will emerge in our country in the future." Excellent science fiction writer."

"Aren't you a young man yourself?" Yang Xiao glanced at Yu Dong, and then said with a smile, "These three awards are not for nothing. In the future, you will be the leader of our domestic science fiction. You should take the lead and give He Hongwei and the others are role models."

"Sister Xiao, are you not afraid that I won three awards at once, and I will sleep on the credit book in the future?"

"This credit book is not thick enough for you, right, I have to ask you about the new book in a while."

"it is good."

……

The award ceremony is over, but the process is not over yet, and several photo sessions will be organized later.

After taking a photo, Yu Dong and his award-winning writers went to the interview area to be interviewed, while the others went to the restaurant first.

The reporters were still very restrained and asked some routine questions, and then everyone went to the restaurant for dinner.

The award-winning writers were divided into two tables, and the third-prize writers were led by Tan Kai at the other table.At Yu Dong's table, apart from him and the three who won the second prize, there were also three foreigners, and Yang Xiao and Kang Zhenhua were also there.

Harold is a New Yorker, and Kang Zhenhua went to study at New York University when he was young, and he also got a master's degree in aerospace engineering there, so the two chatted very speculatively.

It was also through their chat that Yu Dong learned more about Kang Zhenhua.

In 1947, he sold his old house as travel expenses to go to New York University. After receiving his degree two years later, he gave up his job opportunities abroad and returned to China.

He Hongwei has been telling his story next to Yu Dong. After hearing it, Yu Dong couldn't help feeling that this old Mr. Kang is really a brick for the construction of the motherland, and he needs to move it wherever he needs to go.

At the beginning, he focused on the research of aerodynamics. Later, the engineering college lost its aviation major, and the Rongcheng Locomotive and Rolling Stock Factory needed technical guidance. He had to turn to engineering fluid mechanics, and started the research on the combination of fluid mechanics and automatic control technology. Work.

Designed diesel locomotive governor, developed turbine speed sensor and flow control stepping full jet nozzle.

Later, he switched to teaching and research in biomechanics and biomedical engineering.

Yu Dong couldn't understand many things He Hongwei said, but Mr. Kang's experience was indeed admirable.

Because the dinner time was relatively late, Mr. Kang got up and left halfway through the meal. After all, he was old and couldn't make it too late.

After Mr. Kang left, Yang Xiao let go, and started to drink with Harold and the others with a wine glass.

"Mr. Remis, Mr. Martin, you are very welcome to China. On behalf of the magazine, I would like to offer you a toast."

Harold and the others were also sincere. Yang Xiao took half a glass of wine to toast, and both of them drank from the full glass.

The cups they drink are not small, and there are two small cups in a cup.

Only Jimmy pushed back and drank half a glass.He often lives in China, understands domestic culture, and understands liquor, so he dares not drink like Harold and the others.

Hu Changqing watched Harold and the others finish off a glass of wine in one gulp, and when he was about to say that foreigners drink well, Harold's alcohol was already on the rise.

Harold didn't expect the wine to be so strong, and he felt like a fire dragon was scurrying in his chest when he took a sip. He held it in for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief, letting the fire dragon escape.

Yang Xiao strikes while the iron is hot, and toasts two more glasses.

When she saw that Harold was dizzy, she smiled and said: "Director Harold, in fact, we in China still have many excellent science fiction novels, just waiting for a visionary director like you to discover them." .”

Harold nodded again and again, "That's right, that's right, Chinese science fiction is indeed beyond my expectations, especially Yu Dong's novels, I believe we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future. Later, later, I will invite Yu Dong went to the United States to attend the film's premiere ceremony, and we will cooperate more and more in the future."

Yang Xiao said to George Martin again: "George, your novels are of very high quality. If you can translate them into Chinese, you will definitely gain a large number of Chinese readers."

George was a little dizzy at first, but he got excited when he heard this, "I also have the same idea. There should be more exchanges between our two countries' science fiction. Remis, you should pay more attention to China's science fiction."

"Yes, George, you are right, you must pay more attention." Harold said drunkenly.

Listening to the conversation of several people, Yu Dong laughed secretly, this George Martin would really come, Yang Xiao clicked him casually, he understood the meaning, and helped Yang Xiao coax Harold together.

Of course Yang Xiao's thoughts are clear to Yu Dong, he finally invited an American director over, so naturally he should make good use of it.

It's just that Harold is not Spielberg, and he doesn't have much involvement in the field of science fiction.In fact, One Day isn't your typical sci-fi film either.

After the dinner was over, Jimmy and George helped Harold go back, while Tan Kai and Yang Xiao went directly to Yu Dong's room. The two of them came to ask for the manuscript of Yu Dong's new book.

The two stood in front of Dong, one on the left and the other on the right, with the air of "don't kill the manuscript".

Yu Dong looked at the two drunken people and asked, "Are you sure you want to take the manuscript back now?"

　Thank you [*** Wei Xiao] for the 100 reward of the boss
　　
　
(End of this chapter)