Because of improper diet, many writers who went to the conference had gastrointestinal problems to varying degrees, vomiting and diarrhea one by one, and even had no energy to watch the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.

Three days later, when the Golden Tripod Literary Award opened, these people gathered in the hall in a sick manner, and under the guidance of the hostess, they walked to a hall on the left side of the hotel.

The number of writers participating in the Golden Tripod Award this time is limited, and there are only about 300 people in the whole country, and the rest are not qualified to participate at all. ”

"As we all know, the Golden Tripod Literature Award has gone through more than 60 years of ups and downs since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and has become the most authoritative and credible literary award in China, representing the highest literary level and ideological height in our literary circles today.

Under the lights, a tunic, a thunderstorm in high spirits slowly walked from the backstage to the stage, and the audience applauded.

Although Guo Dalu has seen a lot of Lei Yu's works, today is the first time to see him in person, only to see his Chinese face, with two long thick eyebrows, fleshy nose, eyes are very big and bright, under the illumination of the light, occasionally reflect a little light, very strange.

He has slightly long hair, a tortoiseshell-framed eye on his nose, and slightly white temples, and walks in great strides, which is very imposing.

The old man walked to the microphone and broke the microphone, and glanced at everyone: "Vice President Song Taiping was hospitalized for treatment and recuperation due to illness, and Mr. Bao Mao, the president of our Writers Association, is over ninety years old, and he has long ignored the world for many years, so now this big awards party is co-hosted by me and Feng Yuezhi." ”

"To be honest, I'm the most annoyed by meetings, everyone's time is precious, there is no need to waste it on irrelevant meetings, but this is the Golden Tripod Award after all, compared to other awards in China, it is fair and open, so I am happy to participate in this award event. ”

Lei Yu continued: "Nowadays, the reputation of the Golden Tripod Literature Award is getting worse and worse, and the reputation is getting worse and worse, and the reasons are thought-provoking; some writers meet all day long to study this and that, and it seems that it is not enough to show the value of their existence without a meeting, but we are literary and artistic workers, and the meeting is only an occasional discussion activity, if it is really recognized by everyone, then the work can speak!"

"We are not government officials, we can't solve the national economy and people's livelihood, we are just a group of people who live by writing, don't think too tall about yourself, you ask yourself, all of you, what will you do besides writing? Then the question is, what will we do with all this nonsense? Just to eat and drink? Is this pursuit too one-sided?"

When he said this, he heard someone in the audience say: "Mr. Lei, you can't kill everyone with one rod, I am also a writer, and I have never participated in any seminars." ”

Lei Yu Daqi looked at the person who spoke, because the lights under the stage were dim, and he couldn't see the appearance of the speaker clearly, and he could only see that this person was extremely tall, and the people around him were extremely short.

He couldn't help but ask, "Oh? Maybe I'm biased, I'm here to apologize to everyone, what do you call me?"

The tall figure in the audience said: "I'm Guo Dalu!"

Wow!

After the whole hall heard Guo Dalu's name, there was a sudden uproar.

The three words "Guo Dalu" are really thunderous, and everyone at the scene has never heard of it, and they all turned their heads to look at Guo Dalu.

Lei Yu on the stage was slightly stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Guo Dalu, no wonder you are so confident, you are not a member of the association, you just can't hold a meeting if you want to!"

He laughed and said, "But I was surprised that you actually participated in this awards party." ”

Guo Dalu said: "Didn't you hear that Song Taiping fell ill? I came to congratulate you!"

Song Taiping and Guo Dalu have been grudges for a long time, and everyone at the scene is clear about the contradictions between the two.

The laughter was contagious, and for a moment the whole hall burst into laughter.

Lei Yu laughed and said: "Sure enough, it is worthy of Guo Cannon, it is really unambiguous to have revenge and revenge, and it is estimated that only your character can write that kind of happiness and revenge on the rivers and lakes." ”

"But the grievances between you and Song Taiping, don't mention it here, you are also a big man with international influence, and you are also open-minded!"

Guo Dalu said: "Those who are open-minded are weak, and only the strong will fight back!"

There was another commotion in the audience.

Lei Yu held his forehead with his hand, feeling quite speechless, if he asked and answered Guo Dalu like this, this party would not have to be opened!

He didn't bother to pay attention to Guo Dalu anymore, and continued to say seriously: "Most of the current literary creators have forgotten their writing mission and writing pursuit, and their focus is on trivial matters, and many of them have become strange things that have been castrated. Many people have been domesticated by the system, from wild lone wolves to domestic dogs!"

The old man said loudly: "If this is the case, why do you bother to engage in literature again, you can sneak around, even if there is no literature as a stepping stone, I think you must have a way to mix better than most people in this society, why do you have to plunge into the literary circle?"

Everyone in the audience was silent for a while, only Guo Dalu applauded loudly, "Old man, your words have reached my heart, these people are castrated literati, and they have long become neutral, so what kind of blood is there? If you want them to risk being purged from the system and say righteous words, it is impossible!"

Everyone in the audience glared angrily at Guo Dalu.

Guo Dalu was unconscious, and continued to applaud, "Old man, just based on what you said, I will invite you to drink!

Lei Yu smiled and said: "Guo Ye treats you, what kind of face is that? ”

He looked at the audience, "Okay, I won't say more, you don't need a hammer to beat the drum, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep!

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