"Live broadcast?" Wang Lijian looked at the reporter group, also saw the two cameras, and nodded, "This shouldn't be arranged by the Writers' Association, it may be a live broadcast made by a website or a local TV station itself." ”

Zhuang Yan was puzzled, "Is this okay, there is no copyright problem?"

Wang Lijian said with a smile: "If you want to say that there is also a copyright problem, but no one filmed in previous years, and this year there are so many reporters who suddenly came over." In addition to literary newspaper websites, there are also many entertainment media. I guess in terms of copyright, the writers' association will let it go. After all, how much money can the copyright be sold for? ”

Zhuang Yan nodded, and said, "What are we going to do here, just go straight, there is no other process, why don't there be a host." ”

Wang Lijian shook his head quietly, "I don't know, you must know that there is such a link, I should let your sister-in-law iron my gray suit, I am too casual today." ”

Zhuang Yan looked back at Wang Lijian, he was far less dressed than casually as he said, he was also in a suit and leather shoes, and he was quite stylish. On the contrary, Zhuang Yan looked a little bloated in a dark blue down jacket on his upper body, and a pair of light-colored jeans on his lower body, living like a young man who had just entered the society.

"Alright, I think you're pretty well dressed. Zhuang Yan said.

At this time, they have walked to the "red carpet", next to them are reporters with cameras and microphones, and they can reach out and touch.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Hollywood Entertainment Weekly, may I ask Zhuang Yan how you feel about being able to win the Pu Songling Award this time?" Zhuang Yan As soon as they came up, a female reporter asked first.

After Zhuang Yan saw the other party's microphone printed with the words "Hollywood Entertainment Weekly", he didn't want to answer her question, and said a little perfunctorily: "Naturally excited, I feel honored." ”

Walking past the female reporter with a smile, another tall male reporter stretched out the microphone, "Hello, Zhuang Yan, you are the youngest award winner in the history of the Pu Songling Award, and your age has suddenly refreshed the age of the Pu Songling Award winner by 20 years, people say that you are the first after the founding of China, I don't know what you think about this matter?"

Zhuang Yan looked at the male reporter in front of him, and suddenly smiled: "This can't be what you said, why have I never heard of this kind of statement?"

He glanced at the sign in the male reporter's hand, which was also an entertainment company, and continued: "China is the first, I can't afford it." Have you read my book, do you think my book can be called the first in China?"

The male reporter's expression was stunned by his question, and he was a little at a loss, and said, "Of course I have read your book, and if you want to say that China is the first, it is naturally possible." ”

Zhuang Yan asked with interest, "Which book have you read of me?"

"I've seen ...... 'Alive'. ”

"Which one do you remember the most?"

"I'm right...... There is a passage ......"

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Zhuang Yan asked seriously, "Do you still have any impression of the change in the attitude of Cuicui's ancestors and grandchildren after Tianbao was drowned in the beach?"

"Yes, yes, yes, at that time, I was sad for a while. ”

Zhuang Yan nodded strangely, and then reached out and patted the male reporter's shoulder, "The young man is good, and he has great potential." ”

The reporters next to the male reporter also looked at him with strange expressions, and after Zhuang Yan walked away, no one finally couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" the male reporter was a little confused.

"Laugh at you for being a fool, what else can you laugh at. The female reporter from Hollywood Entertainment Weekly, who was the first to ask the question, laughed.

"Where am I stupid. ”

"You're stupid, you don't even know how stupid you are. ”

"She's right, you're so stupid, you haven't read a book if you haven't read a book, what is pretending to be b, now it's okay, pretending to be b is not going to be molested. Zhuang Yan asked you what books you had read him, and you said "Alive", then I will ask you, how did Tianbao and Wu run out of "Alive"?"

The male reporter finally understood now, it turned out that Zhuang Yan just now knew that he hadn't read his book, so he deliberately tricked him.

"Alas, it's really unlucky, I knew I wouldn't be able to. How will the manuscript be written?" thought the male reporter with annoyance.

As if knowing what he was thinking, someone said with a smile, "I think it's easy to write the manuscript when I go back tonight, and the title is written that the Chinese pioneer writer Zhuang Yan is humorous and funny, and he was ridiculed by reporters during the interview." ”

"I don't think you want the news anymore, Zhuang Yan has gone away, what are you still laughing at here. ”

Zhuang Yan did go far, and after being asked two questions, he was not interested in answering these people's questions, so he simply quickened his pace and walked forward, and a reporter asked questions next to him, but he just didn't see it.

When Zhuang Yan had come to an end, these reporters looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't react.

And that's the end of it? Not only are no questions asked, but there are not a few shots.

The two videographers carrying the live broadcast camera didn't know what to shoot at this time, so they could only switch the camera on both sides of the rostrum in the hall and Zhuang Yan's back.

After the two walked side by side, Wang Lijian said with a smile, "You should be slower, it doesn't matter if you are young, I am a little tired from running these few steps." ”

Zhuang Yan knew that Wang Lijian was really joking, and he also smiled: "I'm afraid that if I don't speed up, they will ask me when I am going to win the Nobel Prize." ”

"And when are you going to win the Nobel Prize?"

Zhuang Yan almost tripped over the steps, and after standing firmly, Zhuang Yan smiled bitterly: "Brother Wang, they are coaxing, you are also happy with me, what Nobel Prize do I get, why don't I go and get you a Prince Prize next year?"

The Prince Award is the biggest award for cinema, equivalent to the Oscars of later generations, named after Prince, the father of cinema.

Speaking of the Prince Prize, Zhuang Yan thought of Edison again, because Edison also thought that he had invented the movie. Moreover, a patent that Prince had applied for before, Edison applied for again a few years later, and he did not refuse.

At this point, the people of this life did a better job than the previous one, which, for various reasons, ignored the credit for Prince's invention of the video camera, and only remembered Edison and the Lumière brothers.

Of course, what makes Zhuang Yan feel even more gratifying is that in this life, Edison's framing of Tesla was not successful, and the "current war" ended quickly, and the advantages and disadvantages of alternating current and direct current were figured out very early.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan really wanted to see Edison and Tesla.

At this time, Wang Lijian said with a smile: "It's okay, you won the Pu Songling Award today, hurry up and make a movie during this time, and you can win the Prince Award in a few months." ”