(Make up for yesterday's second update)

The Golden Hydrangea Award is held every three years, and only 9 short stories have been nominated in the past three years, and "Metamorphosis" is the last one.

The environment for the awards was unexpectedly simple, there was no panache at all for the top domestic literary events, the venue was very ordinary, and there were not many people participating, not even the media.

The entire award ceremony lasted less than an hour, and this still included the leader's speech.

Seeing this situation, Feng Han couldn't help but think to himself, could it be that people don't care about the deeds in the literary world now? I'm afraid that my award won't be able to stir up any waves.

However, the prize money is really much, there are 1 million, and the person who presented himself with the award is also a leading figure like the chairman of the Writers' Association, which can be described as decent.

This big guy is also a visiting professor at Wending National University, and he chose Guanghua University for Feng Han, and also teased him a few words.

The bigwigs present are basically older than themselves, so Feng Han's acceptance speech is not too out of line, it is relatively decent, thank Ms. Jin Xiu, thank the judges and teachers, thank thousands of readers, and thank and bless the prototype Mr. Yi Zifang.

After the meeting ended, a handsome middle-aged old man took the initiative to hook up, "Hello, contemptible Xiao Bohan." ”

"Ah, Professor Xiao, I'm glad to be there!" Feng Han warmly shook the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him.

At the beginning, he was attacked by the media because of the sky-high manuscript fee, Professor Xiao contributed, and he was a good friend of Cheng Sigui.

Xiao Bohan smiled, "I shouldn't have come because I was also nominated, but there was no indication on the invitation that I needed to prepare an acceptance speech, and in this case, I should know where to stay cool, but I was really curious about you, and guessed that you should come, so I came." ”

Feng Han sneered, he finally remembered that among the nine nominated works, the second was a short story by Xiao Bohan three years ago.

"Teacher Xiao, I'm just lucky," Feng Han and Lao Xiao got together, "Teacher Xiao, this Golden Hydrangea is also one of the top three awards in the domestic literary world, why does it look a little deserted, I feel that it is not proportional to the fame and prestige of the Golden Hydrangea?"

Or is it because he Feng Han, a milky hairy boy who won the award this time, so he did it so hastily?

As a celebrity in the literary world, Xiao Bohan came to the award ceremony in other capacities before, he smiled and comforted Feng Han and said, "Jin Hydrangea is like this, Ms. Jin Xiu donated all her property back then and established the Golden Hydrangea Literature Foundation, and her own life is very simple, so it is the consistent purpose of Jin Hydrangea to put an end to luxury." ”

Feng Han nodded in understanding, and Xiao Bohan continued, "And the huge influence of the golden hydrangea depends on the award presentation. In order to encourage literary creation, awards like the Golden Hydrangea, after the award, the national official media will actively report on it, and its influence will be beyond your imagination!"

Before leaving the award ceremony, Feng Han felt this influence for the first time.

"Hello Mr. Feng Han, I am from the Textbook Bureau of the Ministry of Education. When Feng Han and Xiao Bohan were chatting, a person who looked like an official came up.

This is not the first time Feng Han has dealt with these people, two of Feng Han's children's works have been included in the new edition of primary school textbooks, and this year someone has begun to learn "Pony Crossing the River" and "Little Tadpole Looking for Mother".

But today this one is clearly not here for elementary school students.

Junior high school or high school? Feng Han thought curiously.

Soon the answer was revealed, and the official was here to make high school students uncomfortable.

"Your Metamorphosis is so wonderful and profound, we want to put it in the Chinese book for high school students. ”

Oh, it's not a textbook.

In addition to textbooks, there are corresponding reading books, textbooks are compulsory, although the school will also distribute books, but the requirement is that students read after class, and it is not mandatory.

In his previous life, Feng Han had read martial arts such as "Dragon Babu" and "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" in his books, of course, it was an excerpt.

However, the fluidity of the textbook is strong, unlike the textbook, every revision is a major event that alarms the education industry, and every change is only a partial increase or subtraction.

And the reading book, which may become unrecognizable every few years, after all, students' reading should follow the trend.

Xiao Bohan also explained to Feng Han on the side that as long as he won the Golden Hydrangea Award, he would definitely go to a high school Chinese reader, even if it was only a nominated work, there was a chance.

When Lao Xiao said this, Feng Han thought that he also had his share, so he hurriedly asked, "Could it be Teacher Xiao's work?"

"Oh, no," the official slapped in the face on the spot, "only Lord Feng's "Metamorphosis" and Cui Xin's "Yehe" were selected. ”

"Wild Cooperation" is naturally one of the nine shortlisted short stories.

Xiao Bohan is very good at self-regulation, he joked to eliminate the embarrassment invisibly, "Ahaha, now the Chinese reading book is really getting more and more heavy-flavored, it is a worm and a wild combination, I forbid my son to read Lao Cui's wild combination, and I don't know if he will have the opportunity to see it in the reading book in the future." ”

In order to make Lao Xiao not so embarrassed, Feng Han hurriedly said, "Hearing what Professor Xiao said, I think I should find a chance to take a look." ”

Everyone laughed, even if this matter is over, the officials just came to inform it, and the printed book will not pay the author for the manuscript anyway, which is a great opportunity to earn fame.

As a university scholar, Professor Xiao Bohan also shared his experience with Feng Han, "Although the textbooks are updated quickly, the Ministry of Education will also select the excellent works to be included in the textbooks in the future, depending on the merits, influence and literary value of the above works." ”

Feng Han waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it too seriously, "It's not necessarily a good thing to put it in the textbook, in case you add a small bracket at the end, please recite the full text, how hateful I am, and there may be my sister who is about to grow up." ”

Hearing him say this, Xiao Bohan immediately smiled, "Don't say it, there is really such a possibility, I remember that your ancient poems are of high literary value, maybe there will be a day." ”

Cheng Sigui hadn't left yet, and Xiao Bohan was willing to talk to Feng Han as a peer, so the two invited Cheng Sigui, who was very familiar with them, and everyone had a meal together.

Seeing Feng Han, who had just won the golden hydrangea, Cheng Sigui did not immediately talk about the Terracotta Warriors, but complained about Zeng Lexin.

"This Zeng Lexin said that he would study for a doctorate in our School of History, but the semester was almost over, and she didn't come to a single class, so I couldn't open the back door for her. ”

Feng Han said jokingly, "That's a good feeling, let her wait for another half a year, maybe we can go to class together~"

After saying this, Cheng Sigui was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Feng Han suspiciously.

Feng Han was also stunned for a moment, then shook his head and hurriedly changed the topic, "Lao Cheng, tell me about the situation of the No. 1 pit, now we haven't seen any photos of the No. 1 pit~"