red art soldier

Chapter 485
Bardomont is very proud to have won the award. After all, at the age of 25, he can win the highest literary award in China, which is also very powerful.

Ye Chen looked at the joyful Bardomont and naturally wanted to send a few words of blessing as his approval of himself.

But who would have guessed that this guy just forgot his friends after seeing sex, and went to chat with Yang Xiaojie after a few polite words with Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was really depressed, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to watch others continue to receive awards alone.

I just don’t know, I’ve already received the Newcomer Award, why hasn’t my name appeared yet? Could it be that the organizing committee forgot my name? Just as Ye Chen was chanting, Bardomont’s voice came Come over: "Mr. Ye Chen, don't worry, your award won't go away, because the poetry award has never been established, and this time it was established for you to create an independent poetry award, but there is no redundant award for this poetry award , there is only one Best Literature Award for Poetry of the Year, and no one else can get it except you, so the finale must be you, so don't worry."

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "Am I worried?"

Bardomont nodded and said: "That's good, then you can watch for yourself. I want to discuss literature with Ms. Yang."

Ye Chen chuckled, discussing your sister, directly saying that he wants to pick up girls, and discussing, if the two of you agree, I will not bother you. I never thought that coming here can promote a marriage, Amitabha!
"Now our... everyone wait a moment."

Ye Chen was in a daze, this is the end of the rhythm, but his award, is it because he came here to gather the number of people, be careful, it is 100 million, which is equivalent to [-] RMB. Just slipping away in front of my eyes for nothing, could it be that my trip was a scam?

But this is completely unnecessary!

If it was a scam, would you still use a world-class master to come to China to inform yourself to go to Northern Russia to participate in this ceremony?

The host stepped off the stage at this moment, understood a note handed over by a staff member, and was completely surprised when he saw the list handed over. He looked around, and finally landed on the table by Ye Chen's side. Because there are only two Chinese people's equipment in the entire lobby, besides Ye Chen, that is another woman.

This poem "Haiyan" is his favorite. Since it was reported in China, this poem has been deeply imprinted in his mind.

"I'm sorry, there was a little thing just now. Now we are going to invite the next winner, which is the Best Literary Work Award in the poetry category. Everyone must know that we have never had a poetry award in the Penne Awards, and it suddenly appeared today. , This is something to be happy about. The author who can create this poem must be a great talent who has read a lot of books. Now we invite Ye Chen, the Chinese poet who created "Haiyan", everyone applauds and welcomes!"

Ye Chen tidied up his clothes. When he should be decent, he should be more decent. Otherwise, if he said it at a high level, it would be called insulting the national system, and if he said it at a low level, he would lose his face!
Ye Chen stood up with a sincere smile on his face. As he walked, he greeted the people beside him.

The applause became fragmented when Ye Chen stood up and walked less than five steps away, and some of them even froze there.

But soon they recovered from their astonishment, and the applause became fierce again, but some people had already started whispering.

Ye Chen naturally knew what they cared about him, but he just smiled, stepped onto the podium, turned around and bowed to the crowd again, which was regarded as respect for the North Russian literary circle.

It's just that Ye Chen is quite embarrassed now. The host in front of him is really too tall, which is a bit outrageous. He is three centimeters taller than Rislina. He is 1.8 meters tall. I don't know. Where did the host come from? Anyway, Ye Chen doesn't know him.

"Mr. Ye Chen, hello, I am a loyal fan of your "Haiyan", can you give me a hug!"

Ye Chen was still estimating how to speak for a while, and now he gave himself a heavy one, and hugged him, what should I do, you are so tall, you instantly feel that you are at a disadvantage.

However, Ye Chen was flustered in his heart, but he concealed it very well on the surface. He turned around, stretched out his arms and said, "You are like the beautiful poem I wrote, like flowing water, like a bright moon, like green waves, Like a fairy, it is my honor to be hugged by such a peerless beauty!"

Ye Chen spoke very naturally. The host knew some Chinese. With a beautiful smile on his face, he bent slightly and gave Ye Chen a perfect hug.

Ye Chen was suffocated, because he felt the host's two mountains, I have to say its majesty.

At this moment, the discussion in the audience has been ups and downs again, but only a small number of people who have never met Ye Chen have a topic about Ye Chen's height, while others have seen Ye Chen's age and have a certain degree of appreciation for his works. skeptical attitude.

A middle-aged bearded man stood up and said: "Mr. Ye Chen, I don't know if your poems can write such profound sentences at your age?"

Ye Chen said with a smile: "Sir, life can give people inspiration. If I say that my works come from life, do you agree? Before last year, I was just a wage earner. Days, there is a life without a pause, and you say that this poem is not written by me, so may I ask, who wrote it, all of you present?"

Master Cherdome also stood up and said: "I saw this poem with my own eyes, and it was indeed made by Ye Chen. Moreover, this is a propositional poem meeting. I have experienced it myself. Do you still doubt it?"

As soon as Master Cherdormon spoke, the man became a little scared, nodded and said: "Master testifies, of course there is nothing wrong."

Ye Chen didn't expect that Master Qierduomeng's words were so powerful, he lost his temper in one sentence!

"I also have doubts about this. Maybe it's a coincidence. If he already knew this poem, he happened to encounter the same proposition when he met Master Cherdormon!"

Ye Chen looked at the guy who was talking, took a deep breath and said: "Modoske, since you say that, then I am not eligible for your country's award, right? Then why did you invite me back then?" Come here, since I'm here, you belittle me again and again, well, I'll let you lose your heart, your poetry achievements will always surpass me Bar!"

The development of the matter has exceeded expectations. Master Cherdemon wanted to say something when he saw this, but was interrupted by Ye Chen: "Mr. Cherdemon, I think he is very upset!"

(End of this chapter)