Rebirth 07: Start adding points from elementary school students

Chapter 265 Oh, you guys are all awesome
The next day, Li Yan went to breakfast very early.

Arrive early and be the first to hand your meal ticket to the waiter.

He never thought that the first thing to break the 60% mark would be willpower.

I never thought it was because of a bowl of soy milk.

Some things are not suitable, so don't force them.

But if forcing can lead to improved abilities, Li Yan doesn't mind forcing it.

Maybe after two more bowls you’ll get addicted to soy milk?

There are many varieties of breakfast, and Li Yan has time to slowly choose, taking a small amount of each and savoring it slowly.

He finally felt like he was here to enjoy himself.

The exhibition on the morning of June 6 was held in a large conference room on the fourth floor of the hotel. It mainly displayed the main achievements of the four major publishing houses in the past ten years, including published books, cooperating authors, sales records, binding, art, etc.

The arrangement was very free, the management basically did not show up, and the main force of the event was the publishing staff and the authors.

The competitions organized by the other three major publishing houses select the best books from already published books, so the authors who are invited to attend have some published books in their hands.

They are the main force of the "Writers Exchange Meeting".

It is naturally more difficult to insert into the topic of these emerging writers in the niche mystery circle who are "about to be published".

Li Yan, who had just suffered a lot, actually enjoyed the experience of standing like a minion. He hid beside the talkative big guys to learn about publishing-related knowledge and concentrate on viewing the exhibition.

But he ignored the fact that he still had the halo of age - it was too easy to be noticed.

Soon, some curious authors gathered around and once again bombarded Li Yan with questions.

I was fourteen that year, standing at the exhibition hall like a star.

Essays, poetry, and nonfiction, these people's names would be considered high-level guests in a salon at the New Taipei City Library.

And these people are outputting the following words at a high frequency:

"Heroes have always emerged from youth", "If this were my son", "Young people are to be feared", "The future is yours", etc...

After finally talking a group of people away and getting them to focus again on "My book...", Li Yan had just changed the exhibition area when another group of people came up.

It was just past ten o'clock when Li Yan couldn't bear it any longer.

For him, writing novels all night long is not as tiring as dealing with others.

I've been here for a day, had an awesome banquet but it turned out to be a cold reception, and didn't even get to see an awesome exhibition.

I have collected more than twenty business cards, with at least thirty sentences about heroes emerging from youth.

It was really tiring to pretend to be cool this time... Li Yan went back to the hotel and lay down directly.

It was already 12:40 when I woke up.

He almost catapulted out of bed. The seafood buffet would open at 11 o'clock. Wait for me!
The restaurant was not crowded, but the food was still adequate.

Come to think of it, the highlight of the award ceremony is at 2:30 p.m. The leaders have to prepare, the staff have to rehearse and test the equipment, and the others will become the first wave of customers after viewing the exhibition in the morning.

Mainly, who comes here to eat?
Li Yan: Who doesn’t come here to enjoy themselves?
While others are trying their best to have a greater sense of presence, Li, on the other hand, hopes to have a lower sense of presence.

This is the confidence behind the super low-age touch.

After leisurely enjoying a seafood meal of her own choosing, it was not long before the entrance time at 2 o'clock, so Li Yan quickly returned to her room to wash and dress, and changed into an expensive burgundy T-shirt.

On the third floor, there is the multimedia reception room opposite the Huacai Hall.

This hotel is really well equipped.

The treatment at the award ceremony is indeed different. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Li Yan saw the ground was covered with a red carpet. There were cameras set up at the door and the cameramen were working hard to adjust them.

"Appearing on TV" does not have much appeal to Li Yan now, but strictly speaking, it is indeed the first time.

The door of the multimedia reception room was opened very wide, and two rows of smiling etiquette ladies took turns to guide the guests who had completed the check-in to their seats as if they were copied and pasted.

There was a long table covered with red cloth at the door, with a row of sign-in sheets on it.

"Li Yan, pen name Fenda."

The etiquette officer standing in the middle raised his hand, "Mr. Li, this way."

There were only four names on his sign-in sheet, and they seemed to be the four first prize winners.

Only one-fifth of the lights inside the venue were turned on, and the big screen and stage were the focus of attention.

Etiquette led the way and brought Li Yan to the left side of the third row.

"This is your temporary seat," the etiquette lady's voice was crisp and penetrating, and could be heard clearly even though the on-site sound system was buzzing. "The mystery literature award is the last one. When the author of the third award comes on stage, someone will guide you to sit in the first row. That is a mobile seat, which will make it convenient for you to shake hands with the leaders and go on stage to receive the award." First row?
Wow.

The exciting award-winning music was playing on the spot. The bass effect of the speakers was so good, and the sound of the drums made Li Yan's heart surge.

Maybe it's not shocking but still surging.

People are taking their seats one after another and the sound system debugging is nearing completion.

There were five people sitting on Li Yan's left, including the three winners at the dinner table and two third-prize winners for long novels from another table.

They also chatted with Li Yan occasionally, and the content was the same things that they were familiar with.

The main thing was the way Wenjun gave scientific knowledge to the two third prize winners...he was really good at showing off for others.

Haven't you known each other for a long time?
Li Yan simply studied the seating chart on the table, and suddenly found that the person who was omitted from the "other relevant guests" on the meeting roster had his name on the seating chart.

And there is also a familiar name: Jiang Qingyue.

It's just that the location is too far back, and you can't see anything in the relatively dim light.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to the editor of “江清月近人66”: Is your real name Jiang Qingyue?
What’s even more interesting is that there is an extra person sitting in the first row of seats who was not originally on the roster: the vice president of Hua Xia University.

The Dean of the College of Arts at Huazhong University was naturally pushed to the back.

The music suddenly started again, and the lights were further focused on the stage. Two hosts, a man and a woman, walked to the front of the stage from the backstage, smiling and stepping in time.

The man was wearing a white suit and the woman was wearing a black evening gown. They both had good figures and good looks. I guess the Beijing Propaganda Department was involved, so the professional host resources must be top-notch.

"Dear leaders and guests!" The female voice was high-pitched, crisp and sweet.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The male voice was steady and penetrating.

"good afternoon everyone!"

The audience burst into applause.

"Today is a special day, the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar..."

The flavor was so strong and the emotions so full that Li Yan was afraid that someone would suddenly say, "Let's make zongzi together."

After introducing the guests, several key leaders came to the stage to speak. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the award ceremony finally began.

The process is the same. First, the head of the publishing house comes on stage to introduce the publishing house's achievements and talk about the significance of holding the competition. Then the winners are announced starting from the third prize and finally to the first prize.

The first prize winner took a photo with the award presenter while holding a sign with the prize money written on it, and then held the small trophy and said a few words of thanks for the award.

When Li Yan signed in, the other three also signed their names.

Except for the essay by Li Yan, I have never heard of the other two.

Perhaps it is because they are selected from excellent works published in recent years. As the editor-in-chief of Shangjing Literature and Art said, the goal is to "support newcomers", so the winners are relatively unknown.

Then Li Yan saw the introduction on the big screen behind them when they received the award:
"Famous young writer", "Famous poet", "Famous journalist"...

The words "highly anticipated" are considered a relatively low-level introduction. "Leading", "first", "number one" are often used...

There are a lot of awards written in small print at the bottom.

He Zaihuan, who won the "Best Prose Collection" award, is also the vice chairman of the Beijing Writers Association; Li Xiao, who won the "Best Poetry Collection" award, is the editor-in-chief of one of the top ten poetry magazines in China; Wang Zhong, who won the "Best Documentary Literature" award, is a professor of journalism at the Communication University of China and the president of the China Documentary Literature Research Association. The award-winning work has been the best-selling documentary literature for the past three years.

Okay, after Li Yan learned about them, all three names became well-known.

When Wang Zhong left the front row and went on stage, a host immediately came over, bent down and motioned for Li Yan to take a seat.

Li Yan nodded and sat down leisurely.

Next to him was the editor-in-chief of Shangjing Literature and Art Publishing House. This middle-aged woman with a strong literary and artistic temperament repeatedly cast curious glances at Li Yan.

When other winners of the Mystery Literature Award went on stage to receive their awards, the leaders below the stage became increasingly curious about Li Yan, who was sitting on the far left.

One after another, they tilted their heads to look over, and in order not to be blocked, they turned the angle a little.

From Li Yan’s perspective, it is... Thousand-headed Guanyin.

"Next, let us welcome the winner of the first prize for the Supernova International Mystery Literature Award, the author of The Puppet Master's Thread, whose pen name is Fenda, Li Yan!"

Amid the applause of the audience and the passionate music that played for the Nth time, Li Yan stood up, smiled and shook hands with the leaders in the first row under the guidance of the etiquette lady.

At this time, the personal introduction that was not displayed in time on the big screen on the stage was delayed:
"Li Yan, a junior high school student from Xinbei No. 1 Middle School in Linjiang Province."

Li Yan, who was shaking hands with Minister Mo, clearly saw the shocked expressions of the leaders.

And the whole audience exclaimed "Wow" in unison, which made his back tingle with pleasure.

(End of this chapter)