"Actually, I don't want to come to this award!"

Guo Dalu held the Golden Tripod Award ornament and looked at the many writers in the hall, "This Golden Tripod Award has no attraction to me, but it makes me feel ashamed!"

As soon as he stood in front of the microphone and said this, the whole scene suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at Guo Dalu in amazement, thinking that he was crazy, Minister Li Jiusan is still here, and he can't do this when he dies!

Nima, you just received the award from Minister Li, and you haven't covered the heat yet, so you started to turn your face and don't recognize people?

You're slapping Li Jiusan in the face!

Who would want to put it aside?

As soon as Li Jiusan sat down from his seat, he heard what Guo Dalu said, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, "This kid!"

Shao Yunong, the mayor of Yuhang City next to him, explained to Li Jiusan while wiping his sweat: "Minister, don't be angry, Guo Dalu is this kind of urine, I have specifically understood this person, and the character is not to say, but the mouth is a little damaged......

"I know him better than you do!"

Li Jiusan smiled and said: "This kid has such a temper, no one can control it! Of course, everyone is too lazy to take care of it, as long as he can keep to himself and not cause any big trouble, then Amitabha Buddha will be in charge!

"Huh?"

Shao Yunong's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.

The "everyone" in Li Jiusan's mouth is thinking with his knees, and he also knows which people this "everyone" represents.

can listen to Li Jiusan's tone, it seems that they are all helpless against Guo Dalu, at this time he gives people a feeling that the old man is helpless and funny watching his children be naughty and mischievous, and when he heard what Guo Dalu said, instead of being angry, he was interested.

Shao Yunong can be the mayor, then his political sensitivity is not low, at this time, listening to Li Jiusan's undisguised words, his heart was shocked, not to mention, he was shocked and curious, "What is the origin of this Guo Dalu? Could it be a relative of a big leader surnamed Guo...... Huh?"

He looked at Guo Dalu on the stage, and didn't feel anything wrong at first, but at this time, because he had the idea of "this person seems to be not small" in his heart, he felt that Guo Dalu felt more and more like a person, and finally reacted after a while, "Guo Kaiming! This Guo Dalu must have something to do with Guo Kaiming! But I haven't heard that Guo Kaiming has any relatives and friends, is it Guo Kaiming's illegitimate son? But even if he is Guo Kaiming's son, then the nine elders can't do anything about him?" In today's society, who can still be outside the law......"

Just when Shao Yunong was thinking nonsense, Guo Dalu stood on the stage and continued: "I usually write something, and sometimes I read something, the previous literary works are okay, they are full of substance, full of passion, representing the author's personal views and the reflection of reality." But what kind of bullshit are you writing about now? Oh, yes, it is indeed bullshit! Because you are domesticated gatekeepers in the first place! Even if there is no threat of sticks and whips, you will still wag your tail and spread joy in front of your master, just begging your master to look at you more, and then you will wait for your master to throw you a few bones to eat, that is your greatest desire and ideal. After reading your works, I deeply feel the degradation of the species!"

"Compared with the older generation of writers, you are no longer planted, you are all castrated people! Some are semi-castrated, some are fully castrated, some are passive, and some are active. After your spiritual personality has been castrated, you have become this kind of monster that is neither male nor female, the masters look down on you, and the common people also look down on you, but you are not ashamed, but proud, complacent, complacent, striving for fame and fortune, just for the future!"

The whole scene was strangely quiet, and some writers thought of their pride and ambition when they first joined the writers' association, and then looked at the drift at this time, they couldn't help but have a fever, and they didn't dare to look up to face Guo Dalu on the stage, only to feel that this person's gaze was like needle electricity, and they felt uncomfortable like pins and needles all over their bodies.

At this time, a fat old man sitting in the front row, that is, Mr. Peng, who had a conflict with Guo Dalu in the hotel, heard Guo Dalu's speech, and asked the young man next to him in a low voice, "What does this castration mean?"

The young man said in a low voice: "It seems to mean palace punishment, right? Guo Dalu is scolding us!"

Mr. Peng was furious, "Why did he scold us? We are all cultural people, how can there be any grudges that cannot be resolved? Drink some tea together, discuss publishing books to make money, and winning awards together is a serious matter, what good can it do to scold people like him? At first glance, it is not the material for doing business! What is like us, sponsoring some money, winning a small prize, having face and substance, and making a fortune in a muffled voice." ”

Mr. Peng was a little indignant, "He can win the prize without spending money, what is there to be dissatisfied? Lao Tzu can only get a third prize for spending money, I don't have an opinion yet, he started to curse!"

In Mr. Peng's eyes, spending money to buy awards is a matter of course, everything in the world is just a business, and it is a matter of more money and less money.

Li Jiusan, who was not far away, glanced at Shao Yunong, "Yunong, this kind of person is also a member of the Writers' Association?"

Shao Yunong smiled awkwardly: "It may be the sponsor of this award! I will check this matter with Song Taiping, and I will report to the minister when the time comes!"

Li Jiusan nodded, "Verify as soon as possible, you should clear up, you should go, you have no ink on your mind, what kind of literature do you do? and sponsors? Is the Writers' Association short of this money? Where is the country's annual financial allocation?"

Shao Yunong sweated profusely, nodded and said, "I will convey your opinion to President Song Taiping." ”

Li Jiusan snorted, "Tell him, the mediocre go down, the capable go up, and the shoulders are not hard, don't carry the burden!"

Shao Yunong said: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Li Jiusan stopped talking, and turned his gaze back to Guo Dalu, "This kid is even more explosive than Guo Er!"

Guo Dalu glanced at the crowd, turned a blind eye to Li Jiusan's gaze, and said: "Since ancient times, what is the truth of the books you have written? Is it the truth of sloppy slapping horses? Or is it the idea of singing the praises of virtue? Do you see what you have written? Even reportage has become a flattery to those in power, dry bird feathers! Then what is the significance of writing reportage? So what is the meaning of this literary award now? Jinding Jinding, this Jinding in my hand is probably also moved and humiliated!"

Just when everyone was scolded by him and bowed their heads and remained silent, an old man with pigtails and a long cardigan, dressed like a performance artist, got up and said: "Guo Dalu, you are a guy who writes martial arts, what qualifications do you have to say about us? Even if what we write does not involve the current social situation, we praise the truth, goodness and beauty and praise the positive energy, but what about you? You engage in some fights, killings, and killings all day long, and vigorously propagandize and violence, which makes the whole country angry!" Violent murder has become the norm in today's film and television circles, seriously undermining social stability and unity! If you insist that we do not act, then you are a sinner of Chinese culture!"

The old man pointed his finger at Guo Dalu, "Do you still have the face to talk about us? In addition to grandstanding, what other achievements have you made? What is the practical significance of your works to the people in today's society? Empty mouth and white teeth, saying that we can't do it, you have written a masterpiece that has been handed down to the world!"

Wow!

The audience applauded!

Everyone felt that the old man had spoken his heart, Nima, who was almost taken into the ditch by Guo Dalu.

You're scolding so much, but you're making something meaningful?

We've written some meaningful works, but what are you proud of as a guy who writes martial arts? What is your social significance?

Guo Dalu looked at the old man, "Who are you?"

The old man said, "My name is Qin Warrior!"

"I'll go!"

Guo Dalu was shocked, "Terracotta Warriors, you are a national treasure, why did you come here?"

Qin Yu's mouth trembled angrily, "Don't change the subject! What do you look like?"

When he said this, he left his seat and stepped onto the stage, and walked to Guo Dalu's side, "Boy, let me ask you, you said that we can't write it, so what is your original intention in writing martial arts, and what is the social significance?"

Guo Dalu said: "Nonsense, I must be here to make money! I used to kill pigs and sell meat, and I couldn't even get the medicine for my father's illness, so why did I write a book just to supplement my family, so what social significance do I consider?"

“…… And you're still talking about us?"

"I said, what's wrong with you? I just don't like you! You have to do something practical with your salary, and Lao Tzu is not a person who is a writer, why do you have such high requirements for yourself as a person outside the system?"

Qin Warriors were furious, "You...... You are making trouble without reason! You are a double standard! You can't write anything profound yourself, so why should you be bold and arrogant?"

Guo Dalu said with a smile: "The Sprinkle family is just for entertainment, and you are high-minded, pure literature, and white snow! You are the representative of the highest level of Chinese literature! If you are not profound, and do not make any fame, wouldn't it be shameful to laugh? If I really write something profound, won't it make you lose face? So for the sake of your face, I think I'd better keep it!"

Qin Warrior said angrily: "You collect some points, you probably can't write it, right?"

Guo Dalu said: "Old man, you can underestimate my personality, you can't mock my ability!"

Qin figurines said: "What kind of profound work do you have? Is it the ability to fight? Or the ability to circle money? Use violence to attract people's attention and only pay attention to the stimulation of the senses, what kind of profound work is that?"

Guo Dalu was furious, "You dead old man, I am here to save some face for your writers' association, so as not to get involved in traditional literature, so as not to embarrass you." Why? Don't you have to pay back an inch!"

Qin Warriors said: "In your eyes, we still have face in the Writers' Association? Boy, you are not ashamed to say this and that, why don't you write it yourself?"

"Hey, my temper tantrum!"

Guo Dalu looked at the Qin Warriors, "Old Qin Tou, if I can write something, what will happen to you?"

Qin Warriors said: "Anyone can write something, write high-quality products, write masterpieces, and write masterpieces, then add real skills!"

When he said this, he suddenly remembered something, "Prose doesn't count!"

Guo Dalu laughed and said, "How is that?"

Only can it become the fairest criterion for evaluating a writer's strength! Aren't you writing martial arts, aren't you good at writing long works?

Qin Warrior said: "We all want to see Guo Ye's writing level!

His last sentence was addressed to the many writers in the audience.

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"Guo Dalu, Guo Ye, you said that everyone can't do it, but you have written a masterpiece!"

Guo Dalu glanced at Qin Warriors with a smile, "Are you sure?"

Qin Warriors said: "Then what is there to be uncertain? You can't hear the voices of so many people at the scene?"

"Good!"

Guo Dalu said: "Just write! The Sprinkle family is still afraid that you won't be able to? I really want to write a work with a little flavor, what will happen to you?"

Qin Warriors said: "If you really write it, I will worship you as a teacher in public, and I will worship you as a disciple for the rest of my life! If you can't write it, then you will have to retract what you just said, and you will publicly apologize to our Writers' Association!"

Guo Dalu asked, "How to prove it?"

Qin Warriors said: "In front of so many people, now that Minister Li Jiusan is also here, let's high-five and swear that we will never regret it!"

Guo Dalu laughed: "Okay, I haven't confiscated an apprentice until now, I didn't expect the great disciple of the mountain to be an old man!

"Bang Bang Bang"

In front of everyone at the scene, the two high-fived three times in front of the camera to make an oath.