He Xiaoya's words brought Ren Lian's thoughts back to the day of Zhuang Yan's first signing meeting a few months ago.

That day, Zhuang Yan was like a frizzy hairy boy, and even his own signing meeting could produce such a moth, to say that he was an old man, it was really unreasonable.

"Maybe artists are all like this, and they express different things differently. Ren Lian found a reason for herself.

He Xiaoya smiled strangely: "Sister Lian, Sister Lian, I remember what you told me, people now demonize these artists, but in fact, artists are just ordinary people." Why, has it changed now? Or is it that in your eyes, Zhuang Yan is different from other artists?"

Ren Lian was stunned for a moment, then reached out and knocked He Xiaoya, "You girl, dare to make me happy?"

"Where do I dare, you ask yourself if what I said makes sense. He Xiaoya covered her forehead and said.

"I'll ...... again"

"Don't hit me, my forehead is already big, and if you knock it like this, it will be even bigger. Seeing Ren Lian stretching out her hand again, He Xiaoya hurriedly dodged behind.

Ren Lian was amused by her action, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't hit you anymore, I haven't heard that my forehead can be knocked big." ”

He Xiaoya chuckled, "Even if it doesn't get bigger, it hurts to knock." ”

"You deserve the pain, it's not big or small, joke with me. Ren Lian rolled her eyes and said.

He Xiaoya grabbed Ren Lian's arm flatteringly, looked in the direction of Zhuang Yan and leaned into Ren Lian's ear and said: "But seriously, although Zhuang Yan looks ordinary, he is also white and clean, and he looks very comfortable, if you want me to be my brother-in-law, I will definitely agree." Besides, the great writer gave me a brother-in-law, which is very dignified. ”

Ren Lian was stunned for a moment, as if she was touched by something, and suddenly she smiled again: "You girl thinks crankily all day long, dare me to find a boyfriend to see if you have face?"

"I didn't say that, but it would be nice to have face. Saying that, He Xiaoya looked Ren Lian up and down, "Tut, speaking of which, Sister Lian, you are also a big girl, almost thirty, and you don't have a boyfriend yet, uncles and aunts are all in a hurry." ”

"What do you say, I'm only twenty-seven, and I'm not too early to be thirty. ”

"Twenty-seven is not small, it's time to look for it, time flies, Sister Lian. ”

"People are small and big, and they are careless. Ren Lian shook her head and smiled, "If you look at Zhuang Yan and let him be your boyfriend, he will only be twenty-three." ”

He Xiaoya immediately covered her mouth and made a surprised expression, "Sister Lian, what are you talking about, I am only fifteen years old, and I am still a minor, you are instigating a juvenile to commit a crime." ”

Ren Lian teased her, "Alas, which law says that you can't fall in love at the age of fifteen? It's not that you are told to marry him, you first deal with someone else, and wait until next year when you are sixteen years old, and when you reach the legal age of marriage, you will get married again." ”

"Ah, Sister Lian, you're so bad, I won't tell you. He Xiaoya said and really tilted her face to the side.

Ren Lian smiled, the little girl in her heart is still a little girl, and she is not teased.

However, what He Xiaoya said seemed to open a gap in her heart, giving her more thoughts that she had never had before.

……

After watching the game for a day in Chadong, Zhuang Yan refused He Bing's kind invitation to stay with him overnight, and caught the night plane with Yao Qian, and it was already early in the morning when he arrived in Jinling.

dragged his tired body home, Zhuang Yan didn't even take a shower, and fell asleep.

He can still sleep, but now the reporters and editors of various newspapers and media have little time to sleep, and the culprit is his Zhuang Yan.

No one would have thought that this year's Pu Songling Award would throw such a big bomb and blow up the cultural circle at once, who would have thought that the highest honor in China's short and medium stories would be awarded to a young man in his early twenties?

If you want to say Zhuang Yan's works, they are indeed enough, but when I think of Zhuang Yan's age, it really makes people feel - incredible.

Not only the Pu Songling Award, but also the four major Chinese literary awards, all the award-winning authors are brought out, and there is no one under the age of 40, who is generally in their fifties and sixties, that is, there are fewer in their forties.

It's okay now, and all of a sudden, the record was pulled down from twenty years old to twenty-three years old. Let's not talk about whether there is no one who will come after it, it must be unprecedented.

On the one hand, they were happy, they thought it was just an ordinary on-site interview, but they didn't expect to come across the big news of the Pu Songling Award, it can be said that they caught the first-hand news by mistake.

But on the other hand, they are miserable, because in order to grab the first-hand information, they have to sort out the content of the interview overnight and wait until tomorrow morning to send it out as soon as possible.

Some anxious media outlets even sent out press releases overnight.

During the day, Zhuang Yan took two hours to let He Bing find a spacious place and hold a temporary press conference.

Zhuang Yan also does what he says, and at this impromptu press conference, he tries his best to meet the wishes of reporters, and generally gives positive answers to questions that are not too private.

One of the reporters asked Zhuang Yan whether the inspiration for writing "Border City" was after the last time he came to Chadong, or whether Zhuang Yan knew about Chadong before and came to this place for the new book.

And Zhuang Yan replied that he had actually wanted to write a story like "Border City" for a long time, and he had always had a model of the border city in his mind. Once when I was chatting with Liu E, I knew that there was a place called Chadong, so I decided to come and have a look, but I didn't expect to come over and take a look, and found that Chadong was very consistent with the border city in his mind, so I wrote "Border City" according to Chadong.

This answer also solves other questions, such as some reporters who originally wanted to ask if there was really a prototype of Cuicui. With this answer, there is no need to ask again, because since you had the idea before you came to Chadong, the characters should have been there before you came to Chadong.

Of course, some reporters also noticed the name mentioned by Zhuang Yan, and asked Zhuang Yan unconvincedly whether the Liu He he was talking about was the author of "The Travels of the Old Remnant", Hong Du Bailiansheng.

After receiving an affirmative answer, these reporters excitedly wrote down this article in their small notebooks.

Chinese pioneer writer Zhuang Yan, the leader of the new generation of writers, actually intersected with Liu He, a veteran literary event that Shenlong has never seen, which can be regarded as news, and it can be regarded as another unexpected gain of their trip.

Zhuang Yan also expected that these writers would write about his acquaintance with Liu E, but he didn't expect that when the report came out, it would be completely different from what he expected.

I read this chapter that a friend said that he wanted me to return the monthly pass, cough cough, I'm afraid it won't work, I'm Pixiu, no py, I can't pull it out if I eat it