Mom Was Washing Dishes In The Mushroom House And Exposed My Vest

"Awesome, the Gold Medal for Children's Literature is coveted by everyone, but Zhi Tong actually refuses to accept it."

"I can only seem to describe it with one sentence: Damn!"

"What's so strange? Talented people generally have their own personalities. It's normal to refuse to accept the award."

"Normal? This is the Gold Medal for Children's Literature, a coveted award for children's literature creators, okay?"

"So, geniuses are all paranoid. How can ordinary people like us be qualified to comment on their thinking?"

"..."

Several people in the mushroom house were also shocked by Teacher Zhang's words.

How crazy is it to refuse such a high award?

"Teacher Zhang, why did Zhi Tong refuse to accept the award?"

Teacher He is more sensible. If you refuse, you should at least find a reason.

"reason?"

Hearing these two words, Teacher Zhang's face suddenly dropped.

"If there is a reason, I will bear it." Teacher Zhang seemed very angry, probably thinking of the past.

"Reject without any reason?"

Teacher He was also curious and refused to accept the award for no reason. This smart boy is really a maverick.

"Why!"

Teacher Zhang sighed heavily and replied feebly: "It can't be said that there is no reason..."

Teacher Zhang was silent for a moment, and then began to speak.

“I remember that the organizer contacted the publisher of Zhi Tong’s books. Naturally, our organizer wanted to get to know such a talented writer in advance.

However, the person in charge of the publishing house told us that Zhitong was unwilling to meet with us, and then left our contact information and he would contact us when he has time.

It just so happened that I was the general person in charge of that session, so I left my contact information with the publishing house. "

When he said this, Teacher Zhang stopped.

But everyone could see that Teacher Zhang's face was full of sadness.

"I remember it was a windless summer night, and I was about to go to bed when my cell phone rang. When I looked at the phone number, it turned out to be a call from a public phone box.

After I connected, there was a weird sound coming from over there..."

"Teacher Zhang."

Teacher He interrupted Teacher Zhang's recollection. Although it seemed a bit rude, Teacher He couldn't help but feel curious.

Teacher Zhang was a little unhappy at being interrupted, "What's wrong?"

"What is the weird sound?" Teacher He asked.

"How should I put it?" Teacher Zhang seemed to be very impressed by that voice. He thought for a moment and said, "It's like holding your nose deliberately and talking. It's quite scary."

Teacher He's expression changed slightly, why did he use the adjective "horrible", "You continue."

Teacher Zhang nodded and continued: "When I heard that voice, I was startled and almost hung up the phone, but fortunately when he answered the call, he explained that he was a smart child.

Once I heard it was a wise boy, I wasn't so repelled by that voice, and I was ready to have a good chat with him.

but……"

Speaking of this, Teacher Zhang shook his head again, as if this memory was very painful.

It completely whetted the appetite of the audience in the live broadcast room.

What did Zhi Tong say that made Teacher Zhang unable to let go of it for more than ten years?

"After I introduced myself, he asked me a question that caught me off guard." Teacher Zhang said angrily.

"I was caught off guard. What did he ask?"

Teacher He was shocked. He knew Teacher Zhang very well. He was a big and small figure. How could he be caught off guard by a question?

"He asked me, is there any bonus?" Teacher Zhang said through gritted teeth.

"puff……"

Seeing Teacher Zhang's painful expression, Teacher He spat out the words in one gulp.

Even the three beauties beside him couldn't help laughing.

As for the audience in the live broadcast room, not only did they not sympathize with Teacher Zhang at all, but they also started to discuss it enthusiastically. The scene was quite joyful.

"I'm not being kind, so I laughed loudly...haha..."

"Haha... I'm laughing so hard. This is such an important award, but I only care about the bonus. It's amazing!"

"Seeing Teacher Zhang's expression makes me want to laugh."

"Is this something humans do?"

"If I were Teacher Zhang, I would probably vomit blood."

"The wise boy is truly a role model for our generation."

"..."

Seeing Teacher He smile, Teacher Zhang's face sank a little, "Do you have any sympathy?"

Teacher He suppressed his laughter and continued to ask: "What next?"

Teacher Zhang still remembers the scene at that time, "I said yes...then he asked me a second question."

"What's the question?" Seeing Teacher Zhang's expression, Teacher He knew very well that this question was not serious.

"He asked, how much?" Teacher Zhang shook his head in pain.

Teacher He tried to hold back his laughter, but Yang Mi and the other three couldn't hold it back and were already laughing.

This guy is really a talent.

Thinking about the scene at that time, no one could help it.

Teacher Zhang turned his face sideways, not knowing where he was looking, and then his faint voice came from the microphone of the mobile phone.

"I said, ten thousand."

"He said, you have such a big prize, but only this amount of money?"

"I was a little angry at the time, but I held it back. I said that the Gold Medal for Children's Literature is an honor. It is awarded to someone as a recognition of his work. The prize is just a token of your heart.

He said...he said...you are not sincere. "

"This sentence made me so angry that I almost jumped. Is this what a writer should say? Is this what a creator who specializes in children's literature can say?

But after all, I was the organizer, so I held back.

But I never imagined that this was the beginning of the nightmare. His next question made me almost die on the spot. "

"ah!"

Teacher He was surprised, "What did he ask?"

Teacher Zhang's face looked back at the screen, but his face was now full of vicissitudes of life.

"He asked me, you awarded me a gold medal. Is the trophy made of pure gold?"

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