At the end of the award ceremony, the judges took photos with the contestants.
Just like the graduation photos in school, the judges sit on the stools in front and the contestants stand in the back rows.
Naturally, Zhang and his party also had seats, but because the other judges were all seniors, and there were indeed many big shots on the jury, including the vice chairman of the Writers Association, Zhang and his party sat at the edge of the first row.
It happened that Han Han, who was not tall, was standing behind Zhang and his party.
"Crack!"
Photos freeze time!
Zhang Yixing smiled brightly.
Han Han smiled reluctantly.
After the photo shoot was over, Han Han was just thinking about leaving here quickly when Zhang and his party suddenly turned around and asked: "Han Han, do you like Miss Guo?"
Han Han frowned, always feeling that Zhang Yixing's expression was a bit strange, as if he was holding back a smile, and he asked: "What Miss Guo?"
Zhang Yixing chuckled, "Well, it's Guo Fu from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!"
This man is sick! Han Han cursed in his heart and replied: "I like Guo Fu. I like all the women in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!"
Pooh! He is indeed a scumbag!
Zhang Yixing pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah? You like Qiu Qianchi too?"
Han Han was immediately speechless. He found that he was always frustrated by Zhang Yixing, who seemed to be born to defeat him.
Wait until I surpass you! With a snort, Han Han walked away and turned to find Zhao Changtian.
He is writing a novel and would like to ask about its publication.
Zhang and his party were secretly amused. They probably guessed that the reason why Han Han found Zhao Changtian, the person in charge of "Grudge", was probably because of the "Three Doors".
Get famous quickly!
There is no better defensive shield than you!
And it’s also an offensive humanoid defense shield that can actively attract firepower!
Since Zhang Yixing topped the bestseller list, there has been more criticism against him.
Since ancient times, literati have looked down upon each other!
Many people in the literary and art circles make a living by criticizing. Seeing that a little kid like Zhang Yixing makes so much money, don't be too jealous. There are many people who want to step on him to become famous.
Zhang Yixing has always believed that "gou" is the true meaning of life. He really doesn't want to be the leader, and would rather be the second-in-command for a thousand years.
And he does not have the strength to argue with so many critics.
But Han Han can!
This is a man who has a brilliant record, fights with fellow scholars, scolds celebrities, and scolds Gao Xiaosong to the point of shutting down Weibo.
Afterwards, "Grudge" hosted a banquet for a group of writer judges. During the banquet, Tiening asked Zhang and his party if they wanted to join the Writers Association.
Zhang Yixing refused because he was young and not qualified enough.
There was no way, just after Tiening extended the invitation, many veteran writers at the table had bad expressions.
Zhang Yixing didn't want to make any more enemies now, not to mention that joining the Writers' Association would not bring him any benefits and he would have to pay membership fees.
If another writer relied on his qualifications to write a book and asked him to help recommend it, refusing would be disrespectful, and accepting would not be disgusting enough.
Tiening mentioned it casually because he liked the child. When Zhang and his party refused, he no longer forced him.
The writers in blackface were visibly relieved.
cut!
When Han Han comes out and attacks the literary world, you will know what a polite and good boy I am!
Zhang Yixing cursed in his heart, but had a bright smile on his face. They chatted and toasted each other, and he didn't need to drink, so he only focused on eating.
What happened to all the abalone on my plate?
You are too embarrassed to compete with your children!
After having their fill of wine and food, the writers left one after another.
Hu Weishi drove Zhang and his party back to their house in Shanghai.
There was busy traffic and neon lights all the way, the wind flowed into the car windows, and there was a sense of moisture in the air that was not found in the mainland.
Hu Weishi turned around and said, "Let's come to Magic City. I've bought a house anyway, so this place is very suitable for you!"
"I'll talk about it after thinking about it!" Zhang Yixing laughed.
"By the way, how are you preparing the new book?"
Zhang Yixing shook his head, "It's still a little worse!"
The Chinese adaptation of those classic animations is not that easy. For Zhang Yixing, the works in this novel are really important, and every one of them is enough to become a big IP.
"You have to hurry up and strike while the iron is hot. If the gap between two works is too late, it will have an impact on sales!"
Zhang Yixing smiled, "It doesn't matter!"
Hu Weishi sighed. She was a little confused now and couldn't figure out whether the child in front of her liked money or not.
He said he didn't like money, but at an age when other children were playing around all day long, he was almost immersed in writing.
He says he likes money, but he doesn't seem to care about the sales of his works.
There was always an inexplicable laziness about him.
What a strange child!
After delivering Zhang and his entourage to Li Hongyu's hand, Hu Weicai went downstairs and drove away.
Li Hongyu asked as she walked to the kitchen: "Are you full? I'll order you some more noodles!"
"No, Mom, I'm full!" Zhang Yi Xing stretched out and sat on the sofa, and then saw half a bowl of noodles on the dining table.
My mother hadn't finished her meal or stir-fried vegetables, so she only had a bowl of noodles.
She has always been like this, now and in memory.
As long as she is at home, she will eat whatever she wants. If there is another person in the house, she will cook.
Zhang and her party bought the noodles and vegetables outside when they first arrived in Shanghai. Her mother seemed to have never gone downstairs.
The mother in my memory lived in the provincial capital for several years. Unless he or her father took her out, she almost never went more than one kilometer away from the community.
She gets lost, changes directions, can't ride an electric bike, and gets nervous when crossing the road.
The family is very independent when they are together, but once they are alone, they have no backbone.
She would be surprised to see the outside world, but once she stayed for three or two days, she just wanted to go home.
It seems that only her hometown in the countryside is her comfort zone.
Once you leave that circle, there are cages everywhere.
After all, Li Hongyu stubbornly ordered another bowl of noodles and fried two eggs for Zhang Yi Xing.
Zhang Yixing likes to eat half-boiled fried poached eggs the most. The egg butter flows when he bites them open. Li Hongyu makes one for him almost every day.
Although they were full, Zhang and his party sat down to eat noodles with their mother.
Putting an egg into his mother's bowl, Zhang and his party slurred while eating noodles: "Mom, we'll go back the day after tomorrow!"
Li Hongyu's face suddenly brightened, and she put the eggs back in her hands. "Really, then I'll pack my things first!" After that, she left the table.
Zhang and his party quickly shouted: "Oh, Mom, I'm leaving only the day after tomorrow. I'll clean up after dinner!"
"You eat first, I'll pack it up soon!" Li Hongyu had already gone to the bedroom, her voice filled with the joy of sudden relaxation.
Zhang Yixing sighed, and then felt that the wind blowing from the window when he was sitting in the car was a bit cold.
The next day, Zhang and his party took their mother to visit the Bund and once again visited this vibrant city.
It's just that both of them were a little absent-minded.
Back in Luocheng, Zhang Guangzong rode his motorcycle and took Zhang Xiuxiu to wait at the station early.
When she saw her mother and brother coming back, Zhang Xiuxiu rushed over and shouted: "Brother, the sow at home has given birth to piglets, there are twelve of them!"
