Literary life with cute baby

Chapter 877 Learn from Xiaoshuang!
A literary event finally came to an end.

The last screen of China Central Television's live broadcast is the list of all the award-winning personnel and works. One person, one book is a group of screens, and each group stays for 5 seconds, starting with the Bronze Literature Award and ending with the Zijin Literature Award.The specifications are unprecedentedly high, and it is several blocks away from awards such as music and movies.

Culture is the soul of a nation, and no matter how high the standard is, it should be given.

Tang Sanjian and Huang Xiangning were extremely proud, Tangtanger was extremely envious.

Tang Sanjian took the opportunity to educate Tangtanger: "Tang Tang, look how powerful your brother is, you have to learn from him! A 6-year-old can't always play, right?"

Tangtanger nodded immediately: "Yes! Learn from Xiaoshuang!"

Tang Sanjian was relieved, he felt that this life was enough, his son and daughter made him proud, he could shake his feet now.

Tangtanger suddenly asked: "Father, is Xiaoshuang still mud?"

Tang Sanjian was taken aback: "What mud?"

Tangtanger rushed to the wall where the TV was hung, patted the wall with her little hands, and said, "The mud that can't be lifted up on the wall! Dad always scolds Xiaoshuang like this!"

Tang Sanjian was extremely embarrassed, waved his hand and said: "That's because my brother was disobedient before, if he was obedient, I wouldn't scold him."

Huang Xiangning thought about the past and said, "Old Tang, you can't scold Xiaoshuang anymore. My son is so old, so if you want to criticize, you have to speak well. Any more scolding will be too much, it's outrageous."

"Stop scolding, stop scolding."

Tang Shuang's name and works happened to appear on TV, Huang Xiangning said proudly: "I am proud of Xiaoshuang."

This is the prime time of CCTV's prime channel, Tang Sanjian sighed: "He's almost surpassing me."

Seeing that he was still reserved, Huang Xiangning smiled and said, "Isn't it already exceeded?"

Aftertaste, Tang Sanjian, no matter in terms of achievements or making money, has indeed surpassed him, alas, there are joys and sorrows in his heart.

Accept what your wife said with an open mind, nod your head and say yes, madam is wise.

Seeing that her mother was the boss of the family, Tang Tanger immediately agreed with her: "Mom, Tang Tang also thinks that father is too much, it's shameless! That's my brother, my big brother!"

This little guy is here again!
Huang Xiangning said dumbfoundedly: "What big brother! That's my brother!"

"Big brother is a big brother, huh! I know a lot."

Tang Sanjian: "Don't be naughty Tang Tang."

Tangtang'er still remembers the thing that Sanjian's father kept catching her just now. If Sanjian's father hadn't caught her, she would have flown to Xiaoshuang now, hum!
"Dad, you have to think about it."

Tang Sanjian asked suspiciously: "What do you think?"

Tangtang's mouth is extremely sharp, Balabala dares to say anything, and she goes all out: "Thinking about the past, during the summer vacation, if there was not Xiaotang, my brother would have died. Every time you scolded Xiaoshuang and cried Little Candy went to comfort him. I gave him several chocolates, and the little rabbit also played with him. You can see how sensible Little Candy is. Dad, you have to learn from the Lun family. If you have something to say, don’t catch it Children, don't scold children... Ah——Dad, what do you want to do!!! Ah~ Mom, save my life~ Woowa~~~~~ Xiaoshuang!!! My brother, you Come back soon—"

Bai Jingjing and Tang Xiaowu looked at the little master running around in the living room, their little heads kept turning, and they were very happy.It's so lively today, it's so fun!The family atmosphere is so good, and being a small animal is also very relaxing. I really hope that every year is like today (#^.^#)
Tang Shuang, who was called by Tangtang, had a good heart, sneezed, and muttered: "It must be my little Tangtang who misses my brother."

Tang Shuang leaned over the desk, wrote the word "Tang Shuang" neatly, and then handed over the written card and her gold trophy to the engraver.The other party quickly engraved his name on the trophy, leaving a permanent mark.

Tang Shuang took the trophy, looked at it, was very satisfied, and said, "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure," the engraver said with a smile.

"Tang Shuang! Come here, I'll wait for you." The organizer's staff called Tang Shuang.

"Come on~"

Tang Shuang walked quickly, and a group of people were preparing to take a group photo in the temporary studio.

They are standing or sitting, some are standing sideways, facing the camera, some are sitting on a single sofa, some are sitting on a sofa with several people, and some are standing together.

Each held a golden trophy in his hand.

Tang Shuang walked to the side in a low-key manner and stood at the very edge.

The photographer was posing for everyone, when he saw Tang Shuang, he said, "Mr. Tang, sit on the high stool."

"Is that so?" Tang Shuang sat on a high stool, with one leg resting straight on the floor and the other knee slightly bent.

"Very good, Mr. Tang's image is superb." The photographer said with a smile, and went to arrange others.

All the writers present were award-winning writers. At this moment, they took a group photo after winning the award. The official needs photos for publicity and as a souvenir for everyone.

After everyone was in their positions, the photographer picked up the camera and said, "Everyone look at me, please don't blink, three, two, one!... A few more shots, please keep your posture."

After the group photo was over, the ceremony was not over yet, and the next step was to accept media interviews collectively.

There were already staff waiting aside, and as soon as the photography was over, they led everyone to a large conference room, which was full of reporters, with long guns and short cannons pointed at the rostrum.

Tang Shuang hadn't seen any media before, and felt that these people might have been waiting here for a long time.

Tang Shuang walked behind the crowd, and wanted to sit on the edge of the rostrum, but each seat had a seat card and sat by name.He is a silver literature award, which is naturally higher than bronze. Although the seat is not in the middle, it is not biased.

At this media meeting, Tang Shuang was the focus of everyone's pursuit.His identity is very topical, Internet writer, musician, 22 years old, the youngest winner, handsome, student, young and rich...

This kind of meeting is not one by one, but separate.If someone wants to interview Huo Lie, they can go to Huo Lie's place; if someone wants to interview Tang Shuang, they can come to Tang Shuang's place.Everyone is doing it at the same time, which is more casual, but the time is maximized, avoiding the situation where one person asks and answers, and everyone listens.

"Mr. Tang, do you have any plans for your next work? What type will it be? Is it martial arts?"

Tang Shuang looked at the work card hanging on the female reporter's chest, "Shengjing Daily"!
"Of course there are martial arts, but I will also try other things. In fact, I wrote a martial arts novel not long ago, and I believe I will meet you soon." Tang Shuang said.

"Ah? What's the name, please? What subject matter?"

"The name is "Kung Fu", an urban martial arts novel."

"Continue to serialize on the Internet?"

"No, the word count of this novel is relatively short, only 10 words, so physical books and e-books will be published directly."

"You won the Silver Literature Award, will you continue to write online novels? Have you ever thought about writing more in-depth novels?"

"I position myself as a storyteller. The story doesn't matter whether it's deep or not. The key lies in the person who reads it. It's all up to me to see the mountains and rivers. I will definitely continue to write online novels, but now my energy is limited and the pace will slow down. .”

"In addition to "Kung Fu", are there other works? Are there any short stories similar to "Soul Breaking Gun"?"

"Yes, actually I just wrote an article, but it's not about martial arts like "Soulbreaker Gun", but about emotions, and you should see it soon."

"Ah, that's great. Our "Shengjing Daily" is the first and second major media in the country, and we are happy to promote Mr. Tang's new work."

"Thank you, but this short story of mine has been handed over to my teacher, and he will handle it."

"Is your teacher old Mr. Lu Mingyi?"

……

Tang Shuang answered many questions. Internet literature, music, study, future writing plans, and Lu Mingyi were the topics that received the most attention.

Tang Shuang also answered every question, and did not speak official language. "Kung Fu" is going to release a physical book, "Journalism" will be published in the magazine, and another book that will continue, "Pounding Heartbeat" is also on the agenda.

"My younger sister likes cartoons. I told her a bedtime story called Doraemon. Next, I will draw this bedtime story with her and try to make it into a cartoon."

"Do you think anyone has invested? I don't know yet, I haven't consulted, but it doesn't matter if no one invests. I invest by myself. I will first set up a studio and draw comics first. Who knows what will happen in the future. "

A press conference lasted an hour and a half, almost as long as the awards ceremony.

(End of this chapter)