Tang Shuang walked onto the stage, took the gold trophy from Mr. Xiang Wen, accepted his blessing, walked to the center, looked at the black crowd under the stage, and looked up, Tang Hao's smiling face came into view.

Where does the iceberg goddess have a little cold appearance now, enthusiastic and brilliant, compared with the little piggy.

"Thank you, thank you~" Tang Shuang began to give an acceptance speech, and the camera was pointed directly at him.

The applause at the scene gradually subsided, and everyone sat down one after another.

"One may not remember the moment of honor, but at this moment I want to be honest and say that this moment, this night, will remain in my memory. Because I feel that it is not only me who came to this podium with me, but also my martial arts dreams, including the Red Tassel Spear, the Five Tigers Soul Breaking Marksmanship, the Sand Dragon, and my grandfather, who is the prototype of some of the Sand Dragons, and it is my world that has injected life and vitality into my literature. ”

"First of all, I would like to thank the jury and thank everyone for their encouragement, "Chinese Literature" magazine has worked hard for the publication of "Broken Soul Gun", so that this non-traditional sense of martial arts can meet everyone. The Chinese Literature Award is a literary proposition for life, which still has a deep meaning for me today, and in my short writing career, the literary elements related to "The Broken Soul Gun" have always been with me. ”

Not long ago, the extremely lively applause had completely stopped, and only Tang Shuang's clear voice could be heard echoing at the scene, and everyone was looking at the young and handsome winner.

Countless people in front of the TV were also listening to Tang Shuang's acceptance speech.

Different from films, music and other awards, entertainment people's acceptance speeches are often to thank relevant people, and the acceptance speech of the Chinese Literature Award is a very important part of the literary award process. For example, Mo Yan's acceptance speech for winning the Nobel Prize in Literature, more than 8,000 words, is almost a short story about his growth.

Of course, there is no need to go into a tirade like Mo Yan here.

In the compound of the military region in Guangdong, Tang Hongjun, Tang Erjian, Peony, and Tang Xin, who went home, all sat in front of the TV and watched the process of Tang Shuang's award. When he heard Tang Shuang say that part of the prototype of the sand dragon was grandpa, Tang Xin said to Tang Hongjun: "Grandpa, Xiaoshuang is talking about you." ”

Tang Hongjun nodded, gestured, and continued to stare at the TV, with a smile on his face, in a good mood.

Tang Xin said to himself: "When did this little frost become so powerful? ”

In the old Tang family, Candy was suppressed by Huang Xiangning. Huang Xiangning sat on the sofa, and Candy stood in her arms and was hugged. Although the little guy's face was red and excited, he was already quiet at this time, watching TV intently, the big brother of the camera was very powerful, staring at Xiaoshuang, Xiaoshuang's clothes were so good-looking, this was a dress she had never seen, it must have been bought by her sister!

Tang Shuang continued: "Can martial arts enter serious literature? This question has plagued me for a long time, and many people have been telling me that this is just entertainment literature and cannot be taken seriously. But today's award has given me great affirmation, not only for me, but also for countless young people around me, so from this point of view, it is of great significance, and I am extremely proud of the courage of the jury, thank you!"

In fact, the longer an author writes, the more problems he faces. For example, it is not easy to learn the spirit of the outstanding writers of that generation in a reality where the literary atmosphere has become completely different. "Broken Soul Gun" is a short story, but those who know me know that I have written super long stories and serialized them on the Internet, which is an extremely long and arduous process, which requires great perseverance and execution, as well as an inexhaustible source of creative inspiration, like a literary marathon. ”

"Actually, for me, the long trek started a long time ago, and it has to continue. That's why I value all kinds of assistance and listen to all kinds of voices, just so that I can write better in the future. I've always been obsessed with writing, and I want to let a little bit of imagination and a slightly different literary personality take me far. Obviously, I will need more courage and more efforts in the future, thank you!"

"Finally, I would like to thank those who have helped me selflessly, especially my sister, who overcame difficulties to accompany me to the scene and cheer me on. ”

The big brother of the camera cleverly gave Tang Zhen a close-up of the outstanding Tang Zhen, and a soft exclamation immediately sounded at the scene.

"Of course, there are many, many more, oh, and my little sister Tang Tang, if I don't say it, I guess she will have to trouble me, so thank you to her, she has brought a lot of cuteness to my life. Finally, thank you again. ”

The applause and laughter at the scene were woven together, Tang Shuang returned to his seat with the gold trophy in his hand, greeted Tang Zhen, and hugged him greatly.

"You are the best~" Tang Hao said with a happy smile.

"It's always been like this!" Tang Shuang couldn't help but pretend. I didn't pretend just now, and I was in a panic.

"Xiaoshuang is great~ Xiaoshuang is amazing!" The children of the old Tang family are also frantically praising Tang Shuang.

The villain stood in front of the TV, pointed his little finger at Tang Shuang in the TV, and praised Tang Shuang wildly in front of Tang Sanjian and Huang Xiangning.

Especially when I heard her name at the end, I carefully grew wings and flew out, walked around the house triumphantly, flew through the window, and shouted loudly all over the street, "I have an older brother, his name is Xiaoshuang, he is a little calf, and he has no ......."

Candy broke free from Huang Xiangning's embrace and began to jump, like a wild puppy in the grass, crazy with happiness, running headless and brainless for a while, and wagging his tail in front of his heels for a while, his little face was a little sun, brilliant and dazzling.

She took Bai Jingjing to run around the house, and finally roared upstairs, rushed into her room, and soon dragged the pink pocket suitcase out, and carried her down the stairs with both hands, without looking at her parents staring at her in the living room, and rushed to the door with her head bored.

"Tang Tang, what are you carrying your suitcase?" Huang Xiangning shouted at Candy.

The two adults didn't pay attention for a moment, and let Candy run out of the house with the suitcase.

"Old Tang, go and see Tang Tang!"

Tang Sanjian couldn't care about being proud of Xiaoshuang on TV anymore, and now the little girl seemed to be about to slip away.

The two chased out of the house and saw Candy dragging a small suitcase open the iron gate of the yard.

"Tang Tang, what are you going to do?" Huang Xiangning shouted while standing at the door, hurriedly chasing after him.

"Goodbye Mom! Lun's family is going to find Xiaoshuang~"

The little man got out of the crack in the iron gate without looking back, and eloped in the moonlight, Bai Jingjing didn't know why, and ran back and forth excitedly.

"Tang Tang, you're back!"

Tang Sanjian chased after him, and when Candy saw this, he had to drop his suitcase and use the serpentine position he had practiced in the chase with Tang Shuang, and shouted: "Don't come to chase me! I'm going to find Xiaoshuang, don't come to chase me!"

I'm also super fierce! Tang Sanjian chased after the villain.

"Ah, I'm super fierce! let Lalun's house go~"

"Xiangning! You go to the front to block this kid! You can't catch up!"

……

A few minutes later, Tang Sanjian walked in front with a pink pocket suitcase out of breath, Candy Candy walked behind dejectedly, and Huang Xiangning held back. The moonlight was like water, stretching the figures of the three of them for a long time, until they entered the courtyard and the house, and disappeared into the moonlight.

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