Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 596 Never Stopped (Second Update)
When Yu Dong went to the office with Bi Feiyu, he just came out of the teacher's apartment building, and saw Uncle Zhou leading people to hang banners beside the playground. There were two in total, and one wrote: Congratulations to Mr. Yu Dong of our school for being awarded the Lu Xun Literature Award. prize.

Another letter: Congratulations to Mr. Bi Feiyu from our school for winning the Lu Xun Literature Award.

"So fast?"

Looking at this banner, Bi Feiyu couldn't help being a little surprised.

The list of winners of the Lu Xun Literature Award just came out today, and the school has already hung up the banners in a blink of an eye. Doesn’t it take time to make the banners?
Uncle Zhou looked at Yu Dong and the others with a smile: "Congratulations to the two new winners of the Lu Xun Literature Award."

"Uncle Zhou, did you make this banner so quickly?" Bi Feiyu asked with a smile.

"It's not fast, it's planning for a rainy day. This banner was finished last year, and it's only hung up today." Uncle Zhou explained with a smile: "I heard that Principal Wu prepared a lot of banners for this day. There are also ones to celebrate you, Teacher Bi, and some to celebrate Xiaohu... These two are used in the end."

Bi Feiyu shook his head and said with a smile: "So that's it, okay, Mr. Zhou is busy, we'll go to the office first."

"Please eat later."

"okay."

Yu Dong said goodbye to Bi Feiyu and Uncle Zhou, and when he turned his head, another group of students ushered in. Seeing them, the students greeted excitedly: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Bi, congratulations."

"Happy together, rejoice together."

……

As soon as Yu Dong and the others entered the government building, they were surrounded by teachers.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Bi, you have to treat me to dinner."

"Lu Xun Literature Award, the name of this award sounds much better than the previous National Short Story Award."

"People's Daily publishes the list, this award is not easy."

"The jury still has vision."

"That's naturally discerning."

……

After sending away the enthusiastic colleagues, Bi Feiyu breathed out, "I suddenly feel that I have become famous."

Yu Dong smiled and said, "Why, you mean you weren't famous enough before?"

Bi Feiyu shook his head: "Not enough, not enough at all. I have never felt this way before. No wonder everyone wants to win an award. It turns out that this is what it feels like to win an award."

"Then you should walk around the school more and enjoy the admiration of everyone." Yu Dong couldn't help teasing.

Bi Feiyu shrugged: "I think so too, but isn't there a meeting today? Well, Lao Zhang asked me to arrange the meeting time. If I had known that the list of winners would be announced today, I wouldn't have arranged the meeting today. .”

"Okay." Yu Dong pulled Bi Feiyu's arm: "Let's go to the meeting."

……

Yu Dong and the others won the award, but the excitement belonged to others more, and what belonged to the two of them was a whole day's work.

When they were in a meeting, the phones of all units in the school were blown up.

At first it was the Propaganda Department, and later it was the Principal's Office, Teaching Office, Admissions Office, Government Affairs Office...even the security office never stopped calling.

Many reporters have been in contact with Jin Yi, so they naturally know that Jin Yi has an external press day, but on such a big day, they don't want to wait for an external press day, they just want to interview the two newly promoted Lu Xun as soon as possible Literary Prize Winner.

In addition to the various units, Cheng Yanqiu also answered the phone with numb hands.

Yu Dong went to a meeting, and Cheng Yanqiu was alone at home, just after breakfast, he received a call from his grandfather.

Cheng Minde was overjoyed that his son-in-law won the Lu Xun Literature Award.

Cheng Minde always hoped that his son Cheng Liye could become a novelist, just like his father Cheng Zhanlu, but although Cheng Liye studied Chinese, he did not become a writer in the end, but became a writer.

Unexpectedly, there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. The son is not good, and the grandson-in-law is on the road. Later, their family finally has another great writer.

Cheng Yanqiu chatted with his grandfather for a while, and agreed that Yu Dong would call his grandfather after the meeting. As soon as the phone was hung up, Tielin's call came from the other side.

Tielin is the vice-chairman of the Writers Association, and the results of the awards were known beforehand, but she didn't call to congratulate her until today when it was announced.

After chatting briefly with Tie Lin, Yang Xiao's call came again.

Yang Xiao hung up the phone, and Wang Anyi, Li Xiaolin, and Hu Yueming called again.

……

At noon, Yu Dong came home from the meeting and saw Cheng Yanqiu half lying on the sofa in a daze, so he asked curiously, "What's the matter, Mr. Luoluo, it's like a wilting dish at noon."

Cheng Yanqiu leaned on the sofa without moving his body, but turned his eyes to look at Yu Dong: "Teacher Yu, do you know what sound I hate most now?"

"what sound?"

Before Yu Dong finished speaking, the phone at home suddenly rang.

Cheng Yanqiu pouted in the direction of the phone, "Hey, that's the voice, you answer it, I really can't answer it, if it wasn't for my vocal foundation, I would probably be hoarse."

"Hey, it's such an exaggeration, I need vocal music to answer the phone." Yu Dong smiled, and went to answer the phone, "Hey, Lao Zhao...you also saw the news...Okay, no problem , next time I will give you a chance to treat the winner of the Lu Xun Literature Prize to dinner..."

After Yu Dong finished chatting with Zhao Baogang, Cheng Yanqiu handed him a piece of paper with densely written names on it. Yu Dong glanced at it and found that there must be hundreds of names.

"This is... the list of calls you answered?"

Cheng Yanqiu nodded: "Yeah, basically it hasn't stopped since morning. Now when I hear the phone ringing, my head hurts."

Yu Dong smiled and squeezed Cheng Yanqiu's shoulders: "Mr. Cheng has worked hard, let me squeeze your shoulders."

Cheng Yanqiu smiled slyly: "It's not hard, I told them, let you come back and call them back...Everyone has said it, you don't want me to break my promise."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yanqiu stood up, "I'm cooking in the cafeteria, you should call them back at home."

Yu Dong stared blankly at the list in his hand, his scalp began to tingle.

……

In the end, Yu Dong didn't call everyone back. If there was a buzz, he would reply a word of thanks on Dongdong, and if he didn't, he would send an email.

But even so, he was busy for an hour or two, and he could get calls from other people in the middle.

His home phone is like this, but Bi Feiyu's home is not much better. Yu Dong can hear Bi Feiyu's phone ringing incessantly in his own home.

On this day, the whole world was congratulating Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu, but Yu Hua and Mo Yan, who always came to play with them, calmed down and didn't see anyone for a whole day.

It was not until the next afternoon that Yu Hua and Mo Yan came to look for Yu Dong.

They just knew that Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu must be busy this day, so they didn't bother.

　Thank you [Shangguan Luojun] for the 500 reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)