The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 502, Mao Dun Literature Award Ceremony

next door.

   Zhang Xuan hugged Du Shuangling and asked, "Are you tired today?"

  Du Shuangling put her head on his chest: "I'm not tired, I'm not tired when you are here."

   Thinking of what he had seen and heard in the Anchang Club, Du Shuangling raised his head and asked, "Dear, who do you think are the people who often go to the Anchang Club?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "Successful people."

  Du Shuangling asked: "Are you yearning?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head, kissed her, and said, "Maybe it's because my roots grew out of the mud. I'm not particularly used to this kind of place. It's fine to eat a meal or two, but it's boring to eat more. I prefer it. The smell of fireworks in the world of green mountains and dark water."

  Du Shuangling was very satisfied with this, hugged him tightly and said, "Me too."

   Zhang Xuan said: "So we are husband and wife."

   "Well, I will give myself to you in this life. No matter whether you are poor or rich, whether you are up or down, I will accompany you and never leave you."

   This is Du Shuangling's oath and her promise.

   She said this in her previous life, and she did the same thing, and it is the same in this life.

  The old man was very moved to hear it. Everyone would say fancy love words. Maybe the Shuangling who unites eachother's words and deeds is one, and Mi Jian is another.

  No, Mi Jian never speaks explicit love words, not even when the love is strong, she prefers to accompany her silently.

Zhang Xuan pressed his forehead against her forehead: "Fate is really a wonderful thing. If it comes, it can't be stopped. I always feel that God treats me well, and let me meet you in this life. You know, Even if there are thousands of fireworks outside, only when you and you are by my side will you feel that life is worthwhile, you will not feel lonely, and you will feel that life has meaning."

  Du Shuangling asked cheerfully, "Dear, do you think we were husband and wife in our last life?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "Definitely."

  Du Shuangling looked at him affectionately: "Then I will also be your wife in my next life."

   Zhang Xuan said yes.

  The two whispered love words quietly, rustling...

   At a certain moment, a voice came.

   "Don't hold my hand, let me"

   "No, this is Sister Tao's house, it's inconvenient."

   "I know, I'm measured."

   "No, you can talk with me tonight."

   The next day, the blue sky and white clouds shrouded the capital, and the sun was still high.

After    Zhang Xuan and his party joined with the editor-in-chief Hong of People's Literature and others, they all rushed to the Renx Great Hall.

On the way, Zhang Xuan asked Tao Ge in a low voice, "Have you communicated with the organizing committee?"

   Tao Ge said: "Don't worry, my sister has already communicated with this side, and the audience is large enough."

   "That's good, thank you." This was the first time he had come to such a solemn place. Zhang Xuan didn't want to disappoint the people who came from his hometown, so he asked one more question.

   After passing the security check, everyone successfully entered the Great Hall.

   Zhang Xuan didn't come too early. When he walked in, he found that there were already many people inside.

   And surprisingly, there were a lot more people in the audience than expected.

   You can even see previous Mao Dun Literature Prize winners Zhou Keqin, Yao Xueyin, Mo Yingfeng, Gu Hua, Li Huai, Liu Xinwu, Ling Li and others.

   Following his line of sight, Tao Ge explained: "Some of these people were invited to watch the ceremony, and the winners of the previous edition came to present awards to you."

  It turned out to be like this, Zhang Xuan's heart was clear.

  It’s just a pity that my favorite Mao Dun Literature Prize winner, Mr. Lu Yao, is not here.

  Otherwise, I have to take this Mr. Lu for a drink.

   His seat was arranged in the center of the front row of the audience, together with the winner of this year's Mao Dun Literature Prize.

   When Zhang Xuan looked over, the other three winners, such as Wang Huo, author of "War and People", Liu Sifen, author of "White Door Willow", and Liu Yumin, author of "Furious Autumn", also looked at him.

   In this hall, who is the most famous and who is most respected in the country?

   That is undoubtedly Mr. Ba Yin.

   But in terms of international popularity, the best-selling degree of books, and who has the greatest influence?

   That must be a young world-renowned writer, Comrade Zhang Xuan.

   Little did they know that the moment Zhang Xuan entered the Great Hall, many people looked at him in unison.

   Even those who didn't know him, who were chatting with each other, all felt the difference, and then asked a little.

   Oh, it was him!

   So, the line of sight piapia accurately cast over.

   Zhang Xuan smiled and greeted Wang Huo, Liu Sifen, and Liu Yumin, and then sat down safely.

   Really sat down safely.

   Regardless of the gaze from the front or the back, or the curiosity from the left and right, he was as unmoved as a mountain, very indifferent.

   In the audience, Ai Qing also slowly noticed this move, and whispered to Ruan Xiuqin next to him, "Xiuqin, you have given birth to a good son."

   This is the first time that Ruan Xiuqin, who has heard that this "enemy" is soft on the tongue and is extremely helpful in her heart, nodded with a warm smile, and then said:

   "You're not bad either, Jingling and Shuangling are so outstanding. Especially Shuangling, I like it very much."

   The two exchanged a little verbally, looked at each other, and were satisfied with each other.

   At 9:00 am, when the time came, the Great Hall, which was still full of people just now, fell into a dead silence.

   Needle drop can be heard.

   After the host of the conference made a eloquent opening speech, I saw Mr. Ba Yin with white hair walking towards the front desk, standing in front of the microphone and saying:

   "At this moment, the place where we stand - the Chinese x Great Hall, will witness the awarding of the 4th Mao Dun Literature Award with us.

For those of us who are devoted to literature and art, the Great Hall of People is a space rich in spirituality: a rich history that grows rich in meaning, solemnly holds out those glorious eras, and tells us about the people and people of the past. The story of the times, and calls us to continue that great story. People x Great Hall vividly interprets what is eternity to us”

  Clap clap clap!

   Everyone applauds.

  “.”

After the lengthy form, Mr. Ba Yin continued:

   "The four award-winning works tonight, "War and People", "White Door Willows", "Furious Autumn" and "Latent", reflect the outstanding achievements of the thriving new era of Chinese literature from different perspectives.

   Here, please allow me, on behalf of the Chinese Writers Association, to express my high respect and warm congratulations to the four writers Wang Huo, Liu Sifen, Liu Yumin and Zhang Xuan who won the 4th Mao Dun Literature Award!

  I would like to express my high respect and deep gratitude to all the writers who have worked hard to create and have the courage to explore, the judges of this year's Mao Dun Literature Award, and the editors and critics who have worked hard for the literary cause! "

  Clap clap clap.

   Applause again.

   Next is the awards.

  According to the process, Wang Huo was first awarded the award, and the judge Chen Ben read the award speech on behalf of the jury.

   Seeing this person come to power, Zhang Xuanqing couldn't help but remember what Tao Ge said to him afterwards: "The Mao Dun Literature Award Organizing Committee, the most objectionable to you are the 9 people headed by Chen Ben."

  Tao Ge's words were vivid in his mind, but Zhang Xuan's mood only fluctuated for a while, and then he returned to calm.

   To put it mildly, what is your status now?

   If you are deliberately depressed for such a person, it is really not worth it in the world.

  Chen Ben said: "War and People" shines with the beauty of heroes, spiritual beauty, emotional beauty and human nature.

With his extraordinary romantic passion, Wang Huo deeply sang the nobility, courage, innocence and flying of life in the mountains and rivers under the background of the magnificent revolutionary war, and the literature on man and war, man and nature, and man's transcendence and sublimation. A new interpretation of the basic theme of . The golden horse and the iron horse complement each other with poetry, books, rituals and music, lifting weights lightly and magnificently. "

After the    award speech was read, it was the previous winner Liu Xinwu who presented the award to Wang Huo.

   followed by Wang Huo's acceptance speech.

   After Wang Huo's awarding process was over, Liu Sifen was next to him, and the third was Liu Yumin..

  This order was determined according to the order of the winners of the last round of voting by the Mao Dun Literature Prize Organizing Committee at that time.

  "Hidden" is the most controversial one, and it is also the fourth work that has been confirmed to win, so at this awards ceremony, it is of course the last one.

   It was Liu Heiyu who read the award speech to Zhang Xuan.

   Liu Heiyu said: "March's writing is undoubtedly unique to the contemporary Chinese literary world. "Hidden" tells the fate of people with special talents, and writes the magical performance of individuals living in a closed dark space.

  The story of deciphering the code is full of suspense and mystery. At the same time, the human spiritual world is also displayed in a rich and meticulous manner.

  March's novels have bizarre imagination, unique and exquisite ideas, and strange and changeable. His words are powerful and concise, like a kind of words soaked in pain, which can lead to the unknowable abyss and the infinitely broad world.

   His writing can enjoy a secret, a kind of happiness, a kind of unexpected joy. "

   After reading the winning speech, Zhang Xuan got up and walked towards the front desk in the eyes of thousands of people.

   First of all, he expressed his respect to Mr. Ba Yin.

   Then he hugged Liu Heiyu warmly. Although the two of them didn't say anything, there were quite a few understanding people present.

   If there is no reason for Liu Heiyu's argument, maybe "lurking" won't make it to the last round.

   After greeting everyone on the stage politely, Zhang Xuan walked to the front podium.

   Zhang Xuan looked at the audience in silence for three seconds, and then said:

   "Thank you for the sky, for luck far beyond the stars. I'm not going to pretend to be deep, I'm going to tell the truth.

   "Latency" was crowned the Mao Dun Literature Prize, which surprised me.

   This is undoubtedly important to me, and it is difficult for me to treat it as a daily thing and deal with it calmly and calmly.

Another aspect of    is that there are too many good works, far more than these four. This is destined to have a great chance of who gets and doesn't.

   Just like Huang Yiyi, the decipherer in "Hidden", finally broke the Zijin No. 1 password, it was not a formula, not a necessity, but a thought, a kind of chaos in the dark.

  I think this is what we often call luck.

   Then I would like to thank those revolutionaries who have made great contributions to our motherland. They are elves, their wits can be turned into gold, and their rare and charming talent and daring could have made them the darlings of Vanity Fair.

   But because of their special occupations, they have been living in corners where the secular sunlight cannot reach. Their stories, their emotions, and their destiny are our eternal secrets.

   Facts have proved that all their efforts are worth it, the motherland is moving towards prosperity, and the motherland is moving towards greatness again.

   However, they couldn't see all of this, and it became a permanent miss, which is a pity.

  The times have become noisy in the blink of an eye. The more noisy, the more vivid and bright their image in my heart becomes.

   I know that times have changed, but I believe their spirits have not changed, and their spirits continue. In this way, I recreated them in a magical way, and this is the only way we can understand them - because their reality cannot be written.

   At this moment, I miss them very, very much. This is a time to dissolve heroes and sublime, and at the same time we desperately need them.

  I even thought that this award is not for me, but for them: these people who are still as firm and peaceful as a rock in the midst of the noise.

   Finally, I would like to thank my mother, the organizing committee, the People's Literature, the editor-in-chief Hong and Tao Ge, thank you! "

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