When Su Huai was thinking about how to find an excuse to slip away, he heard someone say out: "Colleagues, before discussing the matter, please stand up and observe a minute of silence for President Ma." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The noise fell silent at once, and everyone stood in silence, and after a minute the speaker said:

"President Ma's return to the west is a huge loss for our entire Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and it is even more ...... for our Jinling City Federation of Literary and Art Circles."

Su Huai couldn't help but think secretly when he heard this: "This Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles, there are 23 subordinate literary and literary associations, this Jinling Federation of Literary and Art Circles is ranked 5th, the position of the president of the city's Federation of Literary and Art Circles is high and powerful, and he controls the review of various TV stations and media. ”

Sure enough, I heard the tall and thin old man continue:

"Soon it will be the Taishan Poetry Club, according to the rules, our various branches of the Chinese Federation of Literary and Art Circles should send their own representatives to participate, originally our candidate was undisputed President Ma, but now President Ma is gone, although all colleagues are extremely sad, after all, we should elect a new president as soon as possible, and then the new president will determine the candidate to participate in the Taishan Poetry Association, and take over all aspects of the work of the Federation......"

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, "Yes, the most important thing now is to elect President Ma's successor." ”

"The affairs of the Federation cannot be delayed forever. ”

As soon as everyone heard that they were going to elect the president, they immediately came to their senses, and the sad look of that talent was swept away.

When Su Huai heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head in his heart, it seems that where there is power, there is a struggle, and he can't get involved in these troubles.

I only heard the tall and thin old man say again: "Now that our Chinese culture is increasingly eroded by foreign countries, and we who are engaged in literature and art in China are all looked down upon by the Chinese people, I hope that this time we can elect a new president and lead our Jinling Federation of Literary and Art Circles to actively carry out work and revitalize the prestige of various associations in the city." ”

Speaking of this, someone has already proposed: "Then according to the past practice, we will vote democratically, and I will first propose a candidate, Lin Hailin, the consultant of the Jinling Poetry Association, who is highly respected, and I think he is the most suitable candidate." ”

Among the major associations of the Poetry Association, the Music Association, the Painting Association, and the Literary Association under the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Poetry Association is undoubtedly the most influential, with more than 30,000 registered members.

After all, compared to wanting to be a musician, a painter needs at least a few years of hard work, and ordinary people who want to be poets can be individuals, so the previous president Ma Nan is from the Poetry Association, and of course this candidate can't run away.

In the crowd, a cold voice suddenly said: "You have nominated the Poetry Association again? You Poetry Association have been the president for so many years, and you have not won the ranking in the Taishan Poetry Conference, nor have you revitalized the reputation of the various associations, what is the point of continuing to be the president?"

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent, and nearly two hundred people gathered in the room, and there was silence for an instant.

After a while, it was humane: "Indeed, our Jinling Poetry Association has not produced any works, but Mr. Ruan Ming of the Music Association wrote the song "Mountain Songs" and won the third prize of the World Golden Audio, and I nominated President Ruan." ”

Someone in the Poetry Association immediately called out: "The third prize is nothing worth saying, Mr. Zhang Wentian of the Literary Association has been shortlisted for the Nobel Prize in Literature every year, which is much more important than this Golden Audio Award." ”

This immediately attracted a counterattack from the music association, shouting: "Being shortlisted and winning the award are two different things, how can they be compared, and Zhang Wentian is in his 30s, and he can't talk about his qualifications at all, you guys are making trouble." ”

"In terms of qualifications, it must be Consultant Lin~"

The scene was a mess, there were few people in the Painting Association and the Literary Association, mainly the people from the Poetry Association and the Music Association were arguing, although the candidates had not yet been elected, but everyone also knew that only Lin Hai and Ruan Ming had the strength to compete for the position of president......

And Professor Shen took advantage of their argument to spread out the drawing paper on the table next to him and began to draw the picture of "The Crane Returns to the West", and Su Huai also quietly pointed out on the side, neither of them was willing to get involved in this power dispute.

Su Huai also found it very interesting to see that these cultural people, for a little power, scolded each other like shrews and watched coldly.

In my heart, I saw the gray-haired and emaciated Consultant Lin in the camp of the Poetry Association, and I couldn't help but remember this person.

Hey...... He knows this Lin Hai...... Last time when the station was selecting poems and songs, I had a conflict with him in public, if this old guy became the president of the Jinling Federation of Literary and Art Circles, I was afraid that he would deliberately give himself small shoes to wear, it would be really troublesome......

Originally, he thought that Lin Hai was from the Poetry Association, he was from the TV station, and the two of them couldn't fight with eight poles, so it didn't matter if they were offended, but now Lin Hai wants to run for the president of the Jinling City Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which is equivalent to his direct superior.

Although Su Huai was not afraid of things, he was afraid of trouble, and he couldn't help but secretly began to support Ruan Ming of the Music Association.

Old man Ruan~ Although I don't know you, but if you are the president, I will have less trouble...... So he secretly said to Professor Shen: "Old Shen, wait a minute, if you vote, you can vote for Ruan Ming." ”

Professor Shen concentrated on painting, nodded slightly, and said, "Listen to Mr. Xiao Su." ”

At this time, someone from the Poetry Association proposed: "Let's follow the old rules, and directly determine it according to the vote of the representatives, anyway, the representatives of our Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles are present, so it is the fairest." ”

As soon as he said this, Su Huai immediately thought to himself: "If you propose like this, it must be that there are many representatives of your Poetry Association, what vote do you have to vote for?"

Even Su Huai, an outsider, thinks so, and everyone else naturally thinks the same, and some people in the Music Association objected:

"The most important thing for this president is to promote the common development of various associations, and what is needed is ability, not who has more connections!"

"Yes, every time you vote by secret ballot, which time is it not a candidate for your Poetry Association? Other Federation of Literary and Art Circles have been reformed, who still uses this backward system?"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say? Can't you let Advisor Ruan come up and fight with Advisor Lin?"

When there was a lot of trouble at the scene, I suddenly didn't know who shouted: "Chairman Fan has arrived." Everyone was shocked, they all looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly became nervous: "Why is Chairman Fan here?" "Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Su Huai asked Professor Shen in a low voice, "Who is Chairman Fan?"

"Which other Chairman Fan, Fan Xun of our Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Chairman Fan......" Professor Shen glanced at Su Huai strangely, obviously very strange, how could people who are engaged in literature and art not know Chairman Fan, a legendary figure?