Two days later, Liu Suola asked Wei Guoping to invite Jiang Yulou to go to the Central Conservatory of Music again.
I heard that there is some clue about the National Day song.
This is a big deal. It would be outrageous if Jiang Yulou, a songwriter, didn't go.
"Yulou, you're here."
But after seeing Liu Sora again, he found that this musical talent and the goddess of the Beijing circle didn't seem to be very happy.
"Sister Sola." Jiang Yulou nodded in greeting.
Liu Sora was very good at sorting out her emotions, but within a few seconds, the expression on her face changed, and she said with a smile again: "I haven't congratulated you yet."
"Did the song come to fruition?" Jiang Yulou was refreshed, with a hint of joy on his face.
Liu Suola nodded and said with a smile: "This is just one of them. The most important thing is congratulations on winning the National Outstanding Short Story Award."
Jiang Yulou said in surprise: "Sister Sola, how did you know?"
Liu Suola smiled and said nothing, looking quite mysterious.
Jiang Yulou scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's not confirmed yet. There are so many excellent writers in the country and there are more outstanding works, so it may not be my turn."
"Yulu, you are too modest." Looking at the boy in front of her who was several years younger than her, Liu Suola felt quite emotional.
Ever since they first met, Jiang Yulou seemed to be constantly surprising her.
From photography skills, to the ability to write lyrics and compose music.
Especially now that he has won another award.
It’s no wonder that people who knew about it reacted violently. This award is actually very influential.
There are not many literary awards in China now. The Mao Dun Literary Award, which is the most valuable in the domestic literary circle, will not be established for another two years, and the selection process will take even longer.
Moreover, the Mao Dun Literary Award aims to promote and praise full-length writers and works. Even though it was established this year, Jiang Yulou has only completed short stories and novellas, which does not meet the selection requirements.
Among the other important domestic literary awards, the National Outstanding Screenplay Award will be established next year, and the Lu Xun Literary Award will not be established until 1986. Needless to say, the remaining prestigious awards are simply a matter of no shadow, completely Can't count on it.
Therefore, the National Outstanding Short Story Award is more authoritative and important than later generations. Why was Jia Pingwa able to work for the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and become a full-time writer?
Not because he won the National Outstanding Short Story Award last year for "Full Moon".
With this short story, he truly became famous in one book.
It can be said that none of the famous domestic writers has not won this award.
"How did Sister Suola know?" Jiang Yulou asked doubtfully.
How could Liu Suola, a music player, pay attention to news in the literary world? Could she still be interested...
Jiang Yulou shook his head in his mind and shook that thought away.
After this idea came out, he wanted to laugh. No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible.
"Eighty percent of it is true. I also heard it by chance, and then asked an uncle to inquire about it. The uncle said that your novels are very good..." Liu Sora fiddled with the hair next to her ear, as if She glanced at him casually and said, "Winning an award is a good thing. Don't think there is any inside story, let alone feel any psychological pressure."
After Jiang Yulou was silent for a moment, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Suola, I know."
He felt that Sister Sola was simply overthinking it. He was not one of those fake noble literati. Since he had won the award, why did he have so many unnecessary thoughts?
"That's good." Liu Suola breathed a sigh of relief, and then teased: "Yulou, after winning the award, you are no longer transparent in the literary circle."
"I'm just an ordinary college student. I can write a little at most, but I have no interest in getting involved in this or that circle. It's boring. Really, if I have this time, I can write more." Jiang Yulou said very seriously , this is also his true thought.
Liu Sola stared at him for a few seconds, seeming to judge whether these words came from his heart.
It wasn't until she gradually lost herself in those eyes that contained no impurities that she was sure that what she just said was really what the boy in front of her was saying.
After a long while, Liu Sola said with emotion: "You don't need to be seduced by fame and fortune, Yulou, I am more and more optimistic about what you can achieve in the future."
In this simple age, even when praising people, we will pay more attention to truth and objectivity.
For example, Liu Suola and others are more willing to express their recognition and respect for others through actual actions rather than through exaggeration or false flattery to achieve their goals.
Sure enough, I still have a lot to learn. Jiang Yulou said secretly in his heart.
"Ahem." Jiang Yulou felt that he was thick-skinned and had no shame, so he asked calmly: "Sister Sola, let's talk about the song we created together."
Liu Suola suddenly understood. This must be the purpose of her meeting Jiang Yulou today.
After a moment of silence, she said: "Yulou, you... the song "My Motherland and Me" we created together has passed the school's review and can be officially submitted."
If you submit the report, where should you submit it?
He wisely didn't ask. He was just a participant. After all, this was Sister Sola's homework.
However, it seems that time has passed.
Jiang Yulou paid attention to Liu Suola's expression and cautiously reminded: "Sister Suola, it seems that the National Day has passed..."
"It doesn't matter. Even if you miss this year, there will still be next year." Liu Sola smiled.
"The teacher told us not to rush. The route of this song is different from other songs. The process is very long."
Jiang Yulou looked thoughtful and nodded to indicate that he understood.
"Yulu, thank you." Liu Suola's tone suddenly softened.
Jiang Yulou smiled bitterly: "Sister Sola, it will be very awkward for me if you do this."
"I'm going to America next year." Liu Sola said.
Jiang Yulou frowned slightly, a little surprised, "Eh? So sudden?"
"Haha." Liu Suola didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed, and then said: "It's all thanks to you to exchange and learn."
Is it because of the songs?
Jiang Yulou was not sure. After thinking about it, he asked:
"Will this exchange and learning session last long?"
Liu Suola leaned back on his chair, a little lost in thought: "Maybe half a year, maybe a year, there is no conclusion yet."
"If you go to the United States, you should be careful." Jiang Yulou kindly reminded.
Liu Suola smiled and said: "Be careful, it's the United States over there!"
"What we hear and what we see may be different." Jiang Yulou pointed out.
Liu Suola looked at Jiang Yulou with phoenix eyes, a little surprised, this boy is really special.
But he had never been to the United States, so wasn’t what he heard what the newspaper wanted him to see?
Liu Suola didn't argue, just smiled.
Jiang Yulou thought to himself, this must be the gap between the times.
