The next day, at half past seven in the morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Xiaotian woke up and found that Bei Bei was no longer in bed, and the smell of breakfast was wafting from the room.

He rubbed his head, after talking to Hu Yidao on the phone last night, he didn't think much about it, so he went to bed early.

In the living room outside the hallway, the TV was on, but there was no one inside.

The current time is just to broadcast the morning news, which happens to be the news of the Chinese Literature Grand Prix that Hu Yidao said last night.

"According to the latest news received by our station, the Chinese government, the Chinese Artists Association has been jointly agreed by the major authoritative organizational structures, will be officially held next year Chinese Literature Grand Prix notice, and this year will be held a pilot competition, the pilot category is martial arts novels, the competition lasts for a total of three months, the whole people participated, divided into preliminaries and finals, and the final selection results will be held in Beijing at the end of the year. ”

"Got up?"

At this time, Wu's mother came out of the kitchen and said to Wu Xiaotian.

"Well, just got up!" Wu Xiaotian continued to watch the TV and replied back.

"You don't sleep much, it seems like you came out to answer the phone again last night, it was quite late. Mother Wu said distressedly.

Wu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Mom, it's okay, I didn't say it for long, I will hang up in a while." ”

"Yes, what about Dad and Beibei?" Wu Xiaotian looked inside the room and asked.

Wu's mother smiled and said, "Your father took Bei Bei out early in the morning, saying that he wanted her to see our hometown, and I saw that he went out to talk." ”

When Wu Xiaotian heard this, he also smiled.

When he was young, he was more handsome and richer, but when he was older, he began to compare his son and grandson.

Mother Wu glanced at the kitchen again and said, "You wait first, breakfast will be ready soon." ”

Wu Xiaotian nodded.

He looked back at the TV news.

Therefore, for the sake of fairness, the selection method of this competition consists of three parts, one is the judges of the competition, their scores account for 25% of the total score, the second is online voting, their scores account for 25%, the third is professional media magazines and other institutions, their scores account for 25%, and the fourth is the influence and spread of the novel, accounting for 25%, all links will be transparent, to ensure fairness and justice, supervised by the Chinese government and the artist association. ”

"At the end of the year, the award ceremony will be held at the headquarters of the Chinese Artists Association, which will be broadcast live throughout the whole process. ”

Wu Xiaotian has been seeing the news released, but he didn't expect the news of Hu Yidao's notice last night to be released this morning.

It seems that this competition is real.

At this time, Dad Wu also came back with Beibei, and they still had a newspaper in their hands.

Bei Bei saw Wu Xiaotian standing in the living room and shouted excitedly.

Wu Xiaotian sighed, hugged Bei Bei and kissed a few bites, which made Bei Bei laugh for a while.

When he put Bei Bei down, his eyes swept to the newspaper he had just put down, and he saw a news headline, and he hurriedly took the newspaper and read it.

This news, suddenly Hu Yidao has just said the game in the morning news last night, and the content in the news is similar to what was said on TV, and the causes and consequences of this competition are introduced in detail.

However, TV news and newspaper news, they all automatically ignored what Hu Yidao said last night.

That is, the participating newspapers and magazines have the right to recommend a work and directly enter the finals without going through the preliminaries.

Perhaps, this is more or less the unspoken rule of every competition.

However, such a decision is not unreasonable.

Newspapers and magazines as a communication medium, the works that can be published on them must have a certain strength, so it is understandable to be shortlisted for the finals.

Moreover, if a novel is recommended by a newspaper or magazine, then the novel will definitely be promoted by this newspaper and magazine with a lot of resources, and its popularity is naturally much more influential than those authors who submit their own articles to participate in the competition.

You know, in the score, the influence and communication scope account for 25, and the score of professional media magazines also accounts for 25%, which means that as long as they are recommended by newspapers and magazines, their chances of winning will be much greater.

It's sad that Hu Yidao was so excited last night and said that this was a good opportunity.

However, whether Wu Xiaotian wants to participate or not.

Putting down this matter, Wu Xiaotian went to brush his teeth and wash his face first, and prepared to eat breakfast.

While eating, he turned on his mobile phone again and swiped the micro-broadcast.

As soon as he opened it, Wu Xiaotian found that his microbroadcast had all been occupied by the news of this competition, and it was full of opinions on this competition.

"Haha, I didn't think there would be this competition, wouldn't our Xiaobei Da win from time to time. ”

"This competition is so good, it's simply a tailor-made competition for Xiaobei, as long as Xiaobei participates, won't this be booked?"

"I heard that this contest has alarmed many older generation of martial arts novel writers, some of whom have retired, and they are all attracted by this contest this time. ”

"What about the older generation? We are the ones who are the first to take the lead. ”

"By the way, I don't know if Xiaobei will participate in this competition, I think he seems to have been busy with the variety show "Where Are You Going, Dad" recently, what if he is too busy to write novels and have no time to create, what if he doesn't participate?"

"Yes, I'm also a little worried, the time of this competition is only three months, if a novel has 1 million words, it means that the novel has to write more than 300,000 words a month, with the current working hours of Xiaobei, it is completely insufficient. ”

"No, Xiaobei must participate, as an artist who started in martial arts novels, wouldn't it be a pity not to participate in such a competition. ”

Wu Xiaotian looked at the comments on Weibo, all of which were messages that he hoped he would participate in this competition.

That's right, this microbroadcast was opened when Wu Xiaotian wrote his first martial arts novel, and the first people who paid attention to him were some martial arts novel lovers, and they all added him because they liked his martial arts novels.

This time, the contest was so influential, they naturally wanted him to participate.

After all, through the writing of two best-selling martial arts novels, he also has a certain status in the martial arts novel industry.

However, Wu Xiaotian also looked at the account that the fans calculated for him in the microbroadcast, writing more than 10,000 words a day, his fastest speed had to be close to two hours, if he was filming and recording the program "Where Are You Going, Dad", there would definitely be no such time, but if he wrote a little more during the recording free period, it should be no problem.

Since he has traveled to this world, he has no regrets in his heart, and if he doesn't participate in this competition and win the first place, won't he lose the name of the traverser.

"Okay, I'm participating!"

Wu Xiaotian looked at the ardent hopes of fans on Weibo, as well as Hu Yidao's strong recommendation, and he made this decision. (To be continued.) )