"The Golden Tripod Literary Award is divided into four themes: poetry, prose, long and short stories and reportage, and each theme has a third prize, now please look at the big screen!"

After the thunderstorm announced the opening of the lottery, he walked off the stage and returned to the front row seat, and the temporarily invited host began to continue to host on the stage, "Let's take a look at the nominated works for the poetry award first." ”

The big screen on the stage began to flicker in the host's voice, and poetry works gradually appeared on the screen.

The host introduced: "Poetry is a literary genre of subjective feelings, which reflects social life in a lyrical way, is highly concise, concentrates on social life, and expresses thoughts and emotions with rich imagination, rhythmic and rhythmic language and the form of line arrangement. Poetry is a rhythmic, rhyming and emotional form of language art, and it is also the oldest and most basic literary form in the world, so the first award issued by our Golden Tripod Literature Award is the Poetry Award......"

With the introduction of the host, the works on the big screen jumped out one by one, and every time the name of a poetry collection popped up, the host would say the name of the author of the work.

A total of fifteen people were nominated for their poetry works, and the last person was Guo Dalu.

Guo Dalu was surprised, only to see that there were several more works under his name on the big screen, and if you looked carefully, they were all from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" or "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang" inadvertently mixed with some ancient poems.

For example, in the book Condor Shooting, Yue Wumu's "Man Jianghong" and "Little Heavy Mountain", as well as poems such as "Title Xilinbi" and "Four Machines", and ancient poems such as "Yanqiu Ci" by Li Mochou in the Condor are all listed, and finally a modern poem "I Love This Land".

These ancient poems are all works of another world, and they have never appeared in this world, so after they came out, everyone thought that this was Guo Dalu's pretending to be a character in the book to express his own feelings, and this poem was naturally written by the author.

Now the members of the poetry group have collected all the poems in his book, and they really have this leisure and elegance.

It is estimated that Guo Dalu's poetry works are too few, and the people in the poetry group feel that they are too thin, so they have to find out all the poems related to him and gather them together.

The poems mixed in the condor and condor shooting are incredible, all of them are wonderful poems that have been passed down through the ages, any one of them is taken out, it is a masterpiece of the time, at this time it was collected by the staff of the poetry group, and placed in this award today, Guo Dalu always felt a little wronged by these.

After the host read everyone's work, he stepped back from the stage, and then began to intersperse music and dance.

At this awards party, it is impossible to have any language programs, which are basically based on music, and most of them are traditional music.

Guo Dalu was sharp-eyed, and found that a group of students who played music turned out to be a group of people invited from the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, and there were a few guys in them that he was very familiar with, and they were Wang Xiaolu's alumni

After a musical performance, the host smiled and said, "Now we have asked Mr. Yu Deliang to read out to you the winners of this year's Golden Tripod Literature Award, the poetry classification and their works!"

A chubby, bald brain, an old man in a suit slowly walked to the stage amid applause.

He stood in front of the microphone, slowly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it in front of him, then helped his eyes, looked at the paper for a long time, and did not speak, as if he had encountered a great problem.

After a few moments, he realized that he had taken the manuscript paper down.

Wow!

There was a commotion in the audience, and everyone almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what is the difference in the eyes of this Nima?

With this kind of physical state, how good are you resting at home, why are you embarrassed here?

Yu Deliang estimated that he was also very embarrassed, the sweat on his face came down, he put the manuscript in front of him tremblingly, and began to read the award speech weakly: "His poetry is very infectious, the words are fresh and natural, extremely smart and expressive, and he has a very high attainment in poetry...... The winner of the third prize in the poetry category this time is—"

The old man stretched his tone, wanting to take a big breath and create a suspense for everyone at the scene, but he was old and his breath was unstable.

The frightened host hurriedly ran up to the stage and hugged the old man.

There were five third prize winners, and after the announcement, the five winners walked on the stage in turn, and a leader of the Yuhang Cultural Bureau began to present awards to the five people, and then began to take a group photo.

The third prize is followed by the second prize, and the second prize is followed by the first prize.

At the beginning, there was no first prize or second prize in the Golden Tripod Literature Award, and there was only one place for each category, but more than ten years ago, a leader said, "It is necessary to take care of the emotions of the rest of the writers and give them some encouragement appropriately!"

So for the sake of the words "very necessary", the Golden Tripod Literature Award began to rank first, second and third, and many officials and writers set their sights on the second and third prizes, but fortunately, no one dared to touch the first prize.

This also relatively ensures the authority of the Golden Tripod Literary Award, if there is an incumbent official who wins the award, even if the official deserves it, then the Golden Tripod Award will be abolished!

The public will not believe that there is any fairness in this, just like the Wenhua Award some time ago, the first prize winner turned out to be a municipal official, which sparked a big discussion among netizens, and some people even found out the running prize behind it. After the transaction incident behind the award, after it was announced to the public, the entire Wenhua Award has become a stinky street award, leaving only the judges and literature lovers inside, but all the authors who want to save face will not participate in that event, so the Wenhua Award, which has been held since the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, has become a piece of stinky shit.

The judges of the Golden Tripod Literature Award have a few old people with high prestige and relatively old qualifications, compared with the judges of the Wenhua Award, these old people are still there, and they don't want to have no face at all, so the Golden Tripod Award is barely fair.

But this fairness is only for the works of the first prize, as for the second and third prizes, anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on, and the price is clearly marked.

When the first prize was read out for the poetry category, Lei Yu appeared on the stage, he took the manuscript and first glanced at Guo Dalu with a funny look, and then read: "His poems are simple, elegant, fresh and natural, rich in philosophy and critical significance, some profoundly expose the shortcomings of the times, and some express personal feelings. His poems are heroic and lingering, and his writing is brilliant, which can be called everyone. The winner of the first prize in the poetry category is—"

Lei Yu raised his right palm on the stage, and slashed at Guo Dalu, "- Guo Dalu!"