Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 260 Create Awards?

"Is it the author named Zhao Ergou? He has already added me, and there is no problem with internal signing. When he saves enough words, he can upload it at any time." The editor responded.

"Okay, thank you." Qin Xiong said.

Not long after, Dr. Liu drove Zhao Ergou over, and stayed by himself to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with them.

When Tang Xianxian moved out the speakers of the association and put on lively music, the villagers who had left before also came one after another.

However, what Qin Xiong did not expect was that these young villagers not only brought benches, but also vegetables and fruits grown in their own fields.

Sincerely for sincerely, that's probably it.

With almost everyone present, the first open-air Mid-Autumn Festival Gala of the Internet Writers Village officially kicked off.

Qin Xiong picked up the microphone and delivered a short welcome speech to the friends present, and left the rest to Tang Xianxian, the guest host.

The first person to perform was Fu Xingchen, a handsome man with a cheerful personality. A song "Broad Sea and Sky" by Huang Jiaju quickly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

Immediately afterwards, two brothers and sisters, Feng Dacai and Feng Xiaoman, performed a cross talk together on stage, which made everyone laugh out loud.

Afterwards, Matthew also sang "Blue and White Porcelain", which also received bursts of applause from everyone.

What surprised Qin Xiong the most was Jiang Ren.

This guy who is usually silent, actually proposed to Feng Xiaoman in public through the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

Although Feng Xiaoman was very touched and accepted the flowers he sent, he still declined his marriage proposal in public.

After all, Jiang Ren is already 28, and he wants to get married and have a baby in a hurry, but Feng Xiaoman is only 22 years old, and she is not yet ready to start a family with him.

Although Jiang Ren was a little disappointed, he was not sad.

Because so far, everyone knows that Feng Xiaoman is his girlfriend, and their relationship did not break down directly because of this sudden marriage proposal.

Feng Dacai was quite calm about this, apparently he had already communicated with his cousin privately and basically reached a consensus.

The most amazing thing is the pas de deux performed by Ji Weiyang and Jiang Yingrong.

The two girls are young, beautiful, full of vigor, and dance gracefully. They put on traditional national costumes together. Every move, every frown and smile, like a fairy descending from the moon palace, conquered everyone in an instant.

Seeing that Qin Xiong was also intoxicated, Tang Qingya directly pinched his thigh hard.

At the end of the dance, the applause was thunderous, unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

Fu Xingchen also seemed to be inspired by Jiang Ren, he also hurriedly found a bouquet of flowers, rushed up and gave them to Ji Weiyang.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to say a few words, but the host Tang Xianxian was afraid that he would cause trouble and make a joke, so he immediately asked everyone to step off the stage by relying on his superb hosting skills.

After the atmosphere of the scene got up, Tang Xianxian began to organize everyone to guess the lantern riddles, adopting the situation of rushing to answer. She read on the stage, and the people below raised their hands to answer.

There will be prizes for correct answers, and there will be no punishment for wrong answers. It is purely a little benefit for everyone from the Writer Village.

At first, the lantern riddles Tang Qingya read out were quite simple, and everyone got the answers right quickly.

Especially those boys in Jingtou Village, they are very happy to show themselves in front of a group of talented women.

However, as the difficulty of the lantern riddles increased, fewer and fewer people raised their hands to answer them. The resident writers in the writer's village began to show their talents and exert their strength gradually.

At the same time, Qin Xiong also found that Zhao Ergou seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and participated in the rush to answer many times, and got all the answers right.

After a while, Leng Qiuhan, the vice president of the Internet Writers Association also hurried over.

Qin Xiong stepped forward to greet him immediately.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do at the last moment, so I'm late." Leng Qiuhan said.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can come here, it's the greatest support and encouragement for us, haven't you seen the boys in the writer's village, have your eyes started to shine?" Qin Xiong smiled.

"Just talk about it. With a new master like you answering everyone's questions, there is not much I can do." Leng Qiuhan.

"Too modest. In terms of background and industry influence, you are much deeper than me." Qin Xiong said, and handed over a delicious mooncake.

"Mooncakes are too sweet now, and it's difficult to eat half of them, so don't waste them." Leng Qiuhan quickly declined.

"This one is different. This one is bought from a friend's mooncake factory. There are no preservatives added, and the shelf life is only one month. The fillings are very fresh." Qin Xiong said.

Leng Qiuhan took it and tasted it, and found that the taste was really good, and said immediately: "You are quite good at eating, if there is any extra, give me another one, and I will bring it to my wife and children to taste."

"Haha, I knew you would say that, I have already prepared a few for you." Qin Xiong laughed.

"How much is it, I'll transfer it to you." Leng Qiuhan said.

"It's just a few months of cakes. When I ate and drank every day in your studio, I didn't see you asking me to collect money? Between us, do we still have to settle such a small account?" Qin Xiong said.

"Okay, I'm being hypocritical, thank you." Leng Qiuhan said.

After Leng Qiuhan arrived, he also guessed a few difficult lantern riddles according to the situation, and soon shocked many answerers, which also showed his profound literary accumulation.

After guessing the lantern riddles, everyone got acquainted with each other and began to actively participate in some simple interactions.

For example, grabbing stools, stepping on balloons, throwing pots, and even group tug-of-war competitions.

In short, the activities Tang Xianxian arranged were not too particular about how lively they were.

Therefore, after the party ended, not only Tang Xianxian, the charming hostess, was asked for contact information by the young man in the village, but also several other beauties were begged to add WeChat.

At this time, Qin Xiong discovered Tang Qingya's cleverness. Throughout the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, she kept a low profile, neither talking alone nor participating in activities, just sitting quietly in her seat like a beautiful iceberg .

Even Qin Xiong, who was sitting next to her, could feel the chill from the Bingshan young woman.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, the friends from Writers Village also began to clean up the mess at the scene together.

After Qin Xiong encouraged Zhao Ergou in private, Doctor Liu took him back to the Second Hospital.

Of course, Qin Xiong also put a lot of snacks and fruits in the car of the two of them.

"It's rare to come here once, how about going upstairs to have a cup of tea, enjoy the moon, and chat about ideals and life?" Qin Xiong invited Leng Qiuhan.

"If you were a beautiful woman, I might agree." Leng Qiuhan joked.

"Although I'm not a beautiful woman, there are beauties in our Writer's Village, Xiao Ji, can you make us some tea later?" Qin Xiong greeted Ji Weiyang who was nearby, and asked with a smile.

"No problem." Ji Weiyang Wan'er smiled, apparently also heard the conversation between the two just now.

"If you think our Weiyang sisters are not pretty enough, then I can't keep you, and I can't pull down Chang'e from the sky, can I?" Qin Xiong.

"Okay, it's not too late. Is there something wrong with you kid?" Leng Qiuhan said while following Qin Xiong upstairs.

Ji Weiyang didn't break her promise, and immediately made a pot of good tea for them.

The two were in the glass room on the fourth floor, enjoying the moon while drinking tea.

After a long time, Qin Xiongcai said: "The writer's village has basically achieved a balance of income and expenditure. Tell me, should we create an online literature award?"

Leng Qiuhan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Is it because you can't get the big prize in the circle, and you plan to give yourself one?"

"I'm serious, Hu Bei can be regarded as a big province of online literature, and it has the strength and ability to create an award in the category of online literature." Qin Xiong said.

"It's not difficult to create an award, but the difficulty is continuous financial support. In a word, who pays for it?" Leng Qiuhan asked bluntly.

"Do you think I can?" Qin Xiong asked weakly.

"Crap, do you think it's just a joke? Experts, reviewers, organization reporting, process optimization, reception expenses, publicity and promotion, bonuses, trophies, all kinds of manpower, material and financial resources... Issuing certificates is easy, but To continue to distribute awards, to make the awards become authoritative and influential in the industry, it's really not just a matter of talking." Leng Qiuhan.

"Well, that's me being superficial." Qin Xiong said sadly.

"However, as long as someone is willing to take the lead in this kind of thing, there is no chance at all. You can try to contact the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Bureau of Culture and Tourism to see if they have this intention..." Leng Qiuhan suggested.

(End of this chapter)