Rebirth 07: Start adding points from elementary school students

Chapter 251 Sweet Trouble

"I'm tired of shouting." Zhu Qinglun kept pulling his hair and circling around the dormitory. "Friends, is it good luck or bad to be in the same dormitory with Li Yan?"

“The good thing is that I have witnessed one miracle after another, but the bad thing is that I know that I am not the protagonist of the world.” Li Ruofei summed it up perfectly.

In short, my middle school years were shattered.

"We are all the protagonists in our own lives." Li Yan raised his head.

"That's enough," Lin Heng spread his hands. "We should think like this. If we write a book called 'The Years I Was Roommates with Li Yan', we can support ourselves for the rest of our lives. How wonderful that is."

"Take a look at the manual?" Chen Fan suggested.

Everyone leaned forward.

Li Yan pulled out a booklet and an award certificate. Both had a black background, and the certificate had gold-stamped three-dimensional letters. The high-end feel stunned her roommates.

"How many people will win the first prize and how much will the prize be?" Liang Tiancheng asked a key question.

"One for the long-form group, fifty thousand."

"How much?! Fifty thousand?"

The shock came one wave after another.

But Li Yan seemed unmoved by the number.

"Come on, big brother, you should at least be happy. Is fifty thousand dollars so worthless in your eyes?" Lin Heng also began to imitate Zhu Qinglun and grab his own hair.

It was easy to tell whether he was pretending to be calm or not. The main reason was that Li Yan had just received 100,000 yuan in cash in the morning. The 50,000 yuan before tax was paid was really not enough. He couldn't even pretend to be excited.

"Not bad." So he chose to pretend to be realistic.

As soon as the manual was opened, the whole dormitory exclaimed "Wow" in unison.

"Fuck, we're in Beijing! The capital!" Lin Heng was the first to shout, "Fuck, we're staying in a five-star hotel, and there's a welcome dinner!"

“6月26日下午14:00前报道入住上京京华大酒店，下午17:00开始在华彩厅举办欢迎晚宴，27日上午举行作家交流会暨出版社10年成果联合展览……下午举行颁奖典礼，晚上出版洽谈……”李若飞对着一通念。

"Stop reading it, stop reading it," Zhu Qinglun covered his head and pretended to be dizzy, "I feel so sore that my teeth are about to fall out."

"Shit!" Chen Fan shouted, shocking Liang Tiancheng so much that he stood on tiptoe.

"There will be a special Dragon Boat Festival event on the 28th? We will go to the ancient city scenic area in the morning, and there will be a farewell banquet at noon..."

Zhu Qinglun made a gesture of searching for teeth on the ground.

"That's strange, can the Dragon Boat Festival in the leap May still be considered the Dragon Boat Festival?" Li Yan said.

Then there were the shocked looks from my roommates, “Is this the fucking point?”

"Every meal is a buffet. Damn, there is a hotel introduction. Look, every meal is in a different restaurant..."

These people have snatched the manual and are studying it carefully.

Li Yan became a lonely person instead.

"Wow, all the air tickets are reimbursed. What kind of competition is so generous?" Lin Heng finally got to the point. "Shangjing Writers Association and Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Supernova Publishing House, Shangjing Literature and Art Publishing House, Huaxia University Press, Huaxin Publishing House... so many organizers?"

Li Yan was also surprised. "Hey, I only participated in the International Mystery Literature Award of Supernova Publishing House. How come there are so many publishing houses?"

"Ayan, you don't know?" Li Ruofei explained, "These four are the leaders in our country's publishing industry in certain fields. Shangjing Literature and Art's prose, Huada Publishing House's poetry, Huaxin Publishing House's documentary and popular science, and Chaoxinxing's novels. This competition has been around since the beginning of last year, but other publishing houses have selected the best works from the published works for reprinting, and only Chaoxinxing has specially opened a new submission for mystery works, so the deadlines for other publishing houses' competitions are faster, and we will hold the awards ceremony together after the results of Chaoxinxing come out."

"No wonder, maybe they had already reached the deadline when I wanted to participate."

"Otherwise, Old Yan could have gone on stage two or three more times." Lin Heng responded smoothly.

"Don't brag," Li Yan said with a smile, "No wonder it can be held on such a large scale. It is much more commercial than the Tianxing Literature Award."

"There is also sponsorship from Huacai Group. Li Yan, you should go for it and broaden everyone's horizons." Chen Fan urged.

"I think it's better to go to Tianxing," Li Ruofei disagreed. "Tianxing is more official and has a higher standard. This award is enough for Li Yan to call herself a 'writer'."

"Wow, Lao Yan, give me an autograph!"

The focus of the conversation shifted to praising Li Yan, and the person involved said that he was already very used to it.

The next day, Li Yan found Guo Qiwen with a folder.

For some reason, Guo Qiwen had a strange premonition that this student, who couldn't be more amazing, always came to him to correct his understanding of the world.

I have high hopes for Xiao Guo, a genius can only achieve this level!

Anyway, he doesn't have much to teach this student, so he can't just come over and ask him questions.

As a teenager, Li Yan is very mature, and with his strong strength and confidence, it is impossible that he came to Guo Qiwen to treat him as a close brother, right?

"Teacher Guo, I have something to ask you." Oh? Guo Qiwen saw that Li Yan was still a little sad, and was in high spirits. "What's wrong? Are you worried?"

"Correct."

Then Li Yan handed the bag over.

Guo Qiwen opened it curiously, and then his smile froze.

Several "gold awards" and "first prizes" were pasted on his face.

You are so good, Li Yan, you are showing off to me?

Guo Qiwen was not very shocked by so many first prizes. Ever since he knew that Meng Sheng Youshi and Tang Fei were both Li Yan's pen names and that she had corresponded with Su Siqing, he knew that Li Yan had hidden a lot of things.

Damn... there are so many hidden things here, several articles I haven't heard of.

Oh? Third prize? Is that the reason?
"Li Yan, the awards given to literary works may not necessarily reflect the quality of the works."

"I know this, and the third prize competition itself is the lowest level. The reason why it didn't score high is purely because the judges are not good enough. I don't care."

"Ah..." Guo Qiwen took a sip of tea, "Then tell me, what happened?"

Li Yan pointed at the two invitations and said, "The two invitations conflict with each other. Teacher Guo, which one do you think is better for me to go to?"

Guo Qiwen took a closer look and took two big gulps of tea. "Is this what's worrying you?"

"Yes, it's a sweet trouble. It would be better if we could attend separately."

Guo Qiwen put down the invitation letter, poured himself a full cup of tea, blew on it, and drank it in one gulp.

As if he had suppressed something incredible, he slowly spoke:
"Both award ceremonies are of high standards. The one in Linjiang is more convenient and has a higher status in the literary world. The one in Beijing should be more fun, but the journey is tiring..."

"Teacher, do you know who the guests attending the conference on both sides are?"

"I only know about the Tianxing Literature Award," Guo Qiwen paused, "After all, it is a national literature award hosted by Linjiang. The deputy director of the Linjiang Propaganda Department, the chairman of the Writers Association, and the vice chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles will all attend."

"Eh?" Li Yan grasped the key point, "Where is Teacher Su Siqing?"

"He didn't attend, citing a scheduling conflict."

"Conflict?" Li Yan repeated, "Could it be this joint summit of publishing houses?"

Guo Qiwen was also surprised. "This... I don't know. Maybe you can ask him."

"I only correspond with him through letters, and he doesn't even know who I am... Hey, the chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles won't be attending either?"

"He is definitely going to the joint summit of publishing houses." Guo Qiwen suddenly slapped his thigh after saying this, "Rumor has it that Chairman Zou went to Beijing because an author from Linjiang won a first prize. It turned out to be you?!"

"Wow, I am so proud of myself." Li Yan scratched his head. "Okay, I'll go to Beijing. After all, I take mystery novels very seriously. If it can be published, it will be a milestone."

Guo Qiwen was still in shock, Li Yan added: "Besides, the Tianxing Literature Award is still in New Taipei City, so it's boring. Going to Beijing can be considered a trip. The hotels are more upscale, the food is better, and there's fun to do. It's great."

Then he leaned closer to Guo Qiwen and asked, "Teacher Guo, is it possible that Chairman Zou also wants to go to Beijing for some fun?"

"It's not impossible." Guo Qiwen sighed and smiled.

"Will Principal Tan know about these things?" Li Yan suddenly asked out of the blue.

"I normally need to explain it to him. If you want me to keep it a secret..."

"Oh no, he knows, it's better, thank you Mr. Guo."

After Li Yan left the office, Guo Qiwen sat there for a long while before taking another big gulp of tea.

The Chinese teacher from another class who had just returned to the office saw this and teased him, "Are you here to drown your sorrows, Lao Guo?"

Alas, I’m worried, but I shouldn’t be worried.

Guo Qiwen opened the drawer and looked at his Tianxing Literature Award Excellence Certificate, feeling mixed emotions.

He didn't even have an invitation letter. Just now, a student who won the first prize refused to attend the award ceremony...

Forget it. Comparing yourself with others will only make you feel depressed. It is a teacher’s greatest honor when students surpass their teachers.

Although this kid's awesomeness doesn't seem to have much to do with my teaching...

But Li Yan, Li Yan, since you have entered the competition with your real name, just include your school name and at least write a mentor!
No, Guo Qiwen, when did you become so worldly and utilitarian!
It was you who underestimated this kid's fighting ability and thought he didn't have any published articles to submit.

Alas, I am a "writer" after all, but instead of thinking about writing some articles myself, I am thinking about sharing the achievements of my students...

Guo Qiwen was still depressed after all.

(End of this chapter)