"Those nominated for the 2020 Huaxia Silver Literature Award for short stories are——"

"Soul Breaking Gun", author Tang Shuang. ”

Boom~ There was warm applause again in the Great Hall, and Tang Shuang got up and nodded to everyone to thank him.

His figure appeared on the huge big screen, and at the same time, Tang Zhen beside him also entered the camera, and there was an exclamation at the scene.

It's so young, and it's handsome, and it's a complete idol writer.

But idol writers can't come here.

My sister is also beautiful.

On the big screen, the cover of "Soul Breaking Gun" is presented, a white-haired old man with a blurred face is wielding a big red tassel gun in the courtyard, the wooden door is closed, and a hollow crescent moon projects the figure of the old man on the ground, and the shadow of the jujube tree in the courtyard is heavy, and the branches pierce the sky. Everything was so lonely and depressing.

Liu Weiru sat in the crowd, his face gloomy and expressionless.

"Tang Shuang! Soul Breaker Gun-"

In the canteen of Tongji University in Guangdong, it was already crowded at the moment, everyone looked up at the large LCD TV hanging on the wall, when the host read out Tang Shuang's name, and Tang Shuang's figure appeared on the screen, the cafeteria immediately resounded with cheers, followed by applause.

In the quiet campus, this lively cheer attracted many students passing by. They were curious to come in to see what was going on.

The children of the old Tang family were already going crazy, and they jumped from the sofa to the ground, circling Huang Xiangning and Tang Sanjian on the sofa, and shouted loudly that Xiaoshuang was my brother.

Huang Xiangning looked at the rampaging little sister helplessly, and didn't want to suppress her anymore. The suppression lasted for a while, but it could not be suppressed overnight, and the efforts were in vain. It's better to let her jump hard, and when she is tired, she can go to bed on time obediently after ten o'clock.

"The Looked Up to and the Regretted", by Fan Bin. ”

The moderator proceeded to announce the nominees.

A chain bridge appeared on the big screen, and a small figure stood on the top of the bridge, spreading its arms, looking down on the small shuttle crowd below.

It's an emotional story.

"Bowl", by Kim Woo-seung. ”

A dining table by the window appeared on the large screen, on which were placed two blue and white porcelain bowls, on each bowl was a pair of chopsticks, a girl was sitting on one chair, and the other chair was empty.

It's an urban emotional story.

"The Amulet, by Ronnie. ”

A golden fox appears on the big screen with a brightly colored wooden talisman hanging from its neck. It tilted its neck, looked directly at everyone with a smile, and walked leisurely among a group of tigers, wolves and other fierce beasts.

It's a suspense story.

"The Ship of the Dragon", by Xia Kongyan. ”

Under the desolate starry sky on the big screen, some indescribable devils flew up and down around a space battleship, eerie and chilling.

It's a science fiction story.

"Murder under the Anyang Gate", Zhang Ru. ”

An ancient city gate appeared on the big screen, and many men and women, old and young in ancient costumes, came and went, and these people were distorted, as if the handwriting on paper had gradually begun to fade because of too much time.

It's a suspense story.

"A Little Post Office on the Mountain", by An Xiaoshi. ”

A snow-capped mountain appears on the big screen, and there is a small post office on the snowy hill, where many triangular buntings of different colors are hung and fluttering in the wind. Under the color flag, there stood a person whose face was not clear.

This is a piece of non-fiction.

"Licking the Velvet", by Chen La. ”

On the big screen, a gorgeously dressed girl appeared sitting alone in a luxuriously decorated room, facing everyone, smiling rather than laughing, crying rather than crying.

It's an urban emotional story.

"Butcher Sparrow Town", author Tu Gang. ”

A glass window appeared on the big screen, and when you looked down from the window, you could see a group of militants with guns in their hands, forming combat squads, vigilantly marching through the streets.

This is a story with a military theme.

So far, all the 9 short stories nominated have been introduced, 3 emotional stories, 1 science fiction story, 2 suspense stories, 1 non-fiction literature, 1 historical story, and 1 military story.

On the big screen, there are nine short stories on the cover for a while, and nine nominees for a while, among the figures, Tang Shuang is the youngest and very conspicuous.

"Now, Mr. Wen, please announce to us the winner of the Silver Literary Award for Short Stories! ”

Xiang Wen is a white-haired old man, but he is in good spirits. He is the winner of the 9th Zijin Literature Award and is a professor of literature at Shengjing University.

Tang Shuang couldn't help but be a little nervous, saying that if she didn't value this honor, it was fake, and no one wanted to come for nothing.

As soon as his left hand warmed, it was Tang Hao who held him, and his clear eyes were encouraging him.

Tang Shuang smiled at her and took a deep breath. I saw that on the stage, Xiang Wen took the envelope from the host's hand, opened it and looked at it, he raised his eyebrows on the big screen, and seemed to be a little surprised, but he didn't look at any of the candidates.

He leaned forward and said word by word into the microphone, "The winner of the Silver Literary Award for Short Stories is—"

""Soul Breaker Gun, Tang Shuang!"

He looked at Tang Shuang in the audience and said with a smile: "Congratulations! Tang Shuang, our youngest winner!"

Wow –

The first climax was ushered in in the Great Hall, and the applause surpassed all the previous winners, the youngest winner, which was a great honor and a new record!

The black-pressed crowd gave a standing ovation, and some people cheered as they looked at the brightly dressed young men in the front row.

Tang Shuang felt that her hands were shaking a little, and her throat swallowed, as if she was in an illusion, this was a sweet dream, and she didn't want to wake up.

Tang Zhen beside her smiled brightly: "Xiaoshuang, you have won the award~"

After saying that, she got up, looked at her brother happily, and applauded.

Fang Zhikai also smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you still sitting on, thank you." ”

Then he also stood up and applauded and congratulated him.

Yu Lei and Li Yang also got up one after another...... The applause in the General Assembly Hall grew louder and louder.

Tang Shuang secretly took a deep breath, got up, turned to face the crowd who applauded him with a smile, bowed and thanked him constantly, and waved his hand.

The stares that came from all directions made him stressful and excited at the same time. These people were all older than him, and many of them were even older than Brother Sanjian, but they all stood up to salute him at this moment, with admiration, surprise, and joy in their eyes...... And so on.

He remembered the song called "Applause" in his mind - "Hearing the applause, my heart has infinite emotion, like the first stage, hearing the first cheer......"

Tang Shuang's mouth said "Thank you~Thank you~Thank you~", regardless of whether everyone can hear it or not.

At the same time, a few lines of big words appeared on the big screen, and the host was reading the award speech.

In "Broken Soul Gun", Tang Shuang tells us from a unique perspective about the decline and irreversible tragedy of martial arts and dart masters, as one of the representatives of traditional culture, in the context of the invasion of Western powers. The transformation of social forms provides sufficient reasons and sufficient possibilities for the transformation of people, and Tang Shuang's thematic consciousness embodied through the fierce conflicts between the characters and in the hearts of the characters makes us think deeply.

The traditional culture of China has distinctive national characteristics, but with the development and progress of society, this kind of fine, subtle and charming beauty is gradually disappearing. Tang Shuang uses simple and natural language to tell us a story called "Broken Soul Gun", which is not only a story, but also an elegy, an elegy for some traditional cultures. This is a gun that breaks people's souls, and it is also a gun that breaks souls. ”

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