Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 740 Someone is unhappy

"At this meeting, everyone just read and discussed it in general. I don't know whether there will be a vote at the next meeting." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.

"Then, can you tell us more about the review of the White Deer Plain written by Zhongshi? "

Hearing Jia Pingwa's words, the other two also looked at him.

Fang Minghua touched a card, hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll reveal something. Most of the judges gave this book very good reviews."

"Haha, Zhongshi, did you hear that? There is absolutely no problem for your book to win the award!" Jia Pingwa said to Chen Zhongshi with a smile.

A smile appeared on Chen Zhongshi's wrinkled face.

Although he was over 50 years old and had experienced a lot, he was no longer surprised by fame or disgrace. But he was very happy that the book he had written with his life's hard work could receive the highest honor in the literary world.

"But." Fang Minghua suddenly made a "turn", and the three of them stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

Fang Minghua looked at Chen Zhongshi.

"Teacher Chen, did you receive a call from the jury office asking you to revise some of the plots in your novel?"

"No." Chen Zhongshi shook his head: "Up to now, I have not received any notification from the jury."

"That's all right. Keep playing, three of a kind!"

Fang Minghua played a card at random.

"Win!" Lu Yao, who was sitting below Fang Minghua, smiled and pushed the cards: "Three, six, nine, shout!"

"Oh my God, Brother Lu, why are you so lucky today?" Fang Minghua was surprised.

"Hehe. Thank you. Thank you."

"No, I have to concentrate. I haven't won yet." Fang Minghua said as he arranged the cards.

After playing mahjong for most of the night, Fang Minghua did not get up early the next morning as an exception. His wife had gone to work, but he was still lying in bed and sleeping soundly.

Thousands of miles away, in the office of the Chinese Writers Association at the Yenching Agricultural Exhibition Center, a man looked at the meeting minutes compiled by Chen Jiangong, director of the jury office, with a gloomy face.

Zhai Taifeng, Party Secretary of the Writers Association.

"What's going on? The judges spoke so highly of "White Deer Plain"? " asked Zhai Taifeng.

Hearing Zhai Taifeng's tone was not good, Chen Jiangong hurriedly explained: "Secretary Zhai, these are the original words of the judges at the time. The staff recorded them truthfully. I have checked them."

Zhai Taifeng became even angrier after hearing this.

He doesn't think highly of this book!
The content is too superficial and vulgar, the descriptions in some places are too explicit, and more importantly, the political inclinations in some parts of the book are problematic!

This is a matter of right and wrong!

Now that he saw that most of the judges were optimistic about this book, he was immediately furious and slammed the table: "What's so good about "White Deer Plain"?! When I first reviewed it in the reading class, I said that this book had problems, but you insisted on giving it a thumbs up!"

Chen Jiangong was neither humble nor arrogant, and continued to explain: "Secretary Zhai, this is not just my opinion. This is the will of all the judges of the reading class. You can't say no to the evaluation."

Seeing the other party talking back, Zhai Taifeng was so angry, but he had nothing to say.

According to the selection plan, no one is allowed to interfere with the work of the reading class and the jury members! Even as the de facto head of the Writers Association, I cannot do that!
After a while, Chen Jiangong saw that the other party had calmed down a little, so he asked: "Secretary Zhai, the first meeting has ended successfully. When will the second meeting be held? It will be arranged according to the plan."

"Put it aside for now." Zhai Taifeng interrupted Chen Jiangong without any courtesy and replied coldly: "Wait until the Party Committee holds a meeting to study it before we talk about it!" Chen Jiangong was stunned and wanted to say something but didn't say it. He put the meeting minutes on the table and turned to leave.

He never thought that this delay would last a whole year!
Fang Minghua certainly didn't know about these inside stories. He was now focusing on writing the third Harry Potter book.

Of course, my phone calls and emails with Li Li have become more frequent. In addition to matters related to the publishing house, more importantly, it is about her health.

Fortunately, everything went well. In order to reassure Fang Minghua, Li Li would take photos of the prenatal examination reports and send them to Fang Minghua as attachments in emails every time.

Unfortunately, the attachment was too large and Fang Minghua’s slow Internet connection couldn’t download it at all.

Time passed quickly and it was mid-July. The two children had their vacation and were clamoring for their parents to take them out to play.

"I don't have time." Song Tangtang was in her study with a pile of documents on her desk.

"In a couple of days, Mom has to go to Yanjing to audit the office's finances. She also has to go to the Guohua Film and Television Base in Xianghe, Langfang to inspect the filming of Kangxi's Secret Visits and the crew's finances. She's very busy."

"How about Ruirui, Lele, come with mom to Yanjing to play? Mom is working, so you can live in Grandpa's house."

Song Tangtang looked up at the two children and asked.

"I don't want to go to Yanjing, I want to go to Shanghai and climb the Oriental Pearl Tower!" Ruirui pouted and said, "Zhang Yuanyuan from our class climbed the tower before, it was so much fun!"

"Then go find your father and let him take you out to play." After Song Tangtang finished speaking, his gaze returned to the pile of information.

"I'm going to find Dad!" The two children ran out immediately.

Next door was Fang Minghua's study, where he was typing on the computer. When the two children came in, they begged him to take them to Shencheng for fun.

Fang Minghua really didn't want to go out.

It’s such a hot day, it’s hot wherever you run.

"Dad, please go, please. My good dad." The daughter shook Fang Minghua's arm and began to act coquettishly.

"Okay, let's go to Shanghai and climb the Oriental Pearl Tower!" Fang Minghua immediately gave in.

"Oh, we are going to Shanghai. I'll tell mom!" The two children ran out again.

Fang Minghua shook his head.

Just go, and take a look at the old villa I bought on Julu Road last winter.

Since they had decided to go to Shanghai, Song Tangtang packed luggage for the two children. Fang Minghua called Zhao Hongjun in Shanghai and asked him to help book a hotel.

"Minghua, you want to bring your child to Shanghai to play? Can you help bring my Minmin along as well? His mother doesn't want to come to Shanghai, and I have a lot of things to do here recently and can't go back." Zhao Hongjun said on the phone.

"Sure, it doesn't matter if we bring two or three." Fang Minghua said with a smile, "Call Wang Xia and explain the situation. We plan to fly here on July 7th, and we can book the tickets together."

"Okay, I'll call Wang Xia right away."

Ruirui was extremely happy when she heard that Minmin was also going to Shanghai to play with her.

Although we didn't go to the same school after elementary school, we still visited each other frequently.

On the morning of July 7, Fang Minghua carried her suitcase and took her three children with her. Song Tangtang drove them to Xianyang International Airport and they boarded a flight to Shanghai.

(End of this chapter)