Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

One of Japan's most famous five-star hotels, it was established in 1890 and is known for its tradition and history, and is also a favorite place for diplomats.

Located in the Imperial Palace area of Chuo Ward, it is one of the largest hotels in Tokyo, with 31 floors above ground and 4 floors underground.

The hotel is ideally located just a 5-minute walk from Ginza, a city full of famous restaurants, and only 5 minutes from Marunouchi. It is also very convenient for sightseeing in Asakusa, Akihabara, and Tokyo Disneyland.

The annual Akutagawa Prize and the Naoki Prize, two of Japan's most important literary awards, are held here.

On this day, although he already knew that he had won the award, Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who still had to come to receive the award, came here with his agent, Uncle Ishida.

In the surprised eyes of the staff of the Literary Spring and Autumn Publishing House, Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who was wearing a cap and mask, and Uncle Ishida, who had a slightly embarrassed expression, walked into the hotel room prepared by Literary Spring and Autumn for the award candidates.

As soon as he walked into the room, Kiyoshi Sakamoto took off his hat and mask and began to tour the room curiously.

"Oops, five stars is five stars, the room is really good... ”

Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who came to the bedroom, looked at the big bed, and pounced on the big bed excitedly like a child who came out to travel.

Burst!

Lying on the soft bed, Kiyoshi Sakamoto sighed, "Well, it's so comfortable!"

At this time, Uncle Ishida, who saw Sakamoto Kiyoshi rolling around on the bed, also showed a fatherly smile.

"By the way, uncle, you say, if I come to the stage to accept the award, will Wen Yichun and the reporters present be very surprised?"

Kiyoshi Sakamoto, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Well, that's for sure, I'm afraid they couldn't have imagined that the writer who wrote "Golden Dreamland" is you, an artist who has stopped acting for half a year... ”

"But, Kiyoshi, are you really sure you want to do this?" said Uncle Ishida, looking a little worried.

"Uh, why do you ask?" asked Kiyoshi Sakamoto as he stood up from the bed abruptly, looked at his uncle, and asked.

"Because, if you do this, although it will definitely surprise the public, and your plan should also be successful, but you are still on vacation, if it is too eye-catching, will the media or companies not be very satisfied with you, after all, you stopped performing arts activities for half a year, did not study and rest at home, but went to write, will they think that you are not doing your job??"

Uncle Ishida said.

Hearing his uncle's worry, Sakamoto Kiyoshi said abruptly, "So you're worried about this!

"First, you said that I am on vacation now, what I do is my own freedom, and they can't interfere; second, I am also studying, I have completed the credits of my sophomore and junior years in advance, and I wrote a book in my spare time, and won an award by the way, what is there to be wrong with this. ”

"Besides, this plan is to create a greater effect, so I will choose to accept the award in my own capacity at this time, otherwise, I will definitely not appear here, just let you come, isn't it... ”

"And when I popped up at this time, they would have to thank me. ”

He calmly analyzed for the uncle.

"Uh, why?" the uncle was a little puzzled.

"Because, without me, how can the media have news to write? So, I have always felt that the media will always be a group of astronomy enthusiasts chasing the stars. Sakamoto Kiyoshi looked at the ceiling at forty-five degrees, with an expression that saw through the red dust and pretended to be forced, which successfully attracted the uncle's attention.

However, knowing that Sakamoto Kiyoshi was pretending to be an uncle at this time, the expression on his face could clearly see the word "disgust".

"Uh, you mean, are you a star?" said the kind uncle, still pinching his nose and cooperatingly.

"That's right, I'm the brightest star in the sky! ”

As he spoke, he laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of the flavor of the second middle school.

And looking at Uncle Kiyoshi Sakamoto, the expression on his face was no longer a fatherly smile, but an expression of looking at the mentally retarded, and at the same time complaining in his heart.

"How can I have such a second-class artist under my command... ”

。。。。。。

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the 135th Akutagawa Award Ceremony officially began.

The site of the press conference was on the fifth floor of the main building of the Imperial Hotel, a conference hall large enough to accommodate several hundred people.

It is a hall with a podium, surrounded by buffets and drinks, like a big ball.

At this time, people from all walks of life, including the top management of the Spring and Autumn Publishing House, members of the Japan Literature Promotion Association, and media reporters who are bound to appear, gathered here to prepare for this biannual event of the literary world.

At this time, Kiyoshi Sakamoto had not yet appeared in the venue, and he still stayed in the room, waiting for the moment when he would make his appearance.

As the agent of the "idle" writer, Uncle Ishida took the first step and arrived at the venue.

Because, he has to discuss with the editor-in-chief of the Literary Spring and Autumn Publishing House first, and wait for the award process.

Although the winners have been decided, the process still needs to be followed.

In addition, I learned from Ishidaguchi, the agent of the award-winning writer "Leisure", that the "Leisure" writer himself also came to the award ceremony today and was ready to take the stage to receive the award in person.

Such news made Wenyi Chunqiu, who has always had great interest and curiosity in the identity of "leisure", very happy.

If you can add a fire to the award ceremony, it may make the Akutagawa Award even more eye-catching, and achieve a huge increase in magazine sales.

Moreover, the mysterious genius writer "Qingxian", who has always seen the beginning and the end, attended the award and revealed his true face, is there any more sensational news than this?!!

This is also what kind of reaction will the media reporters present today have when they see the true face of the mysterious writer "Qing Xian"?

However, Uncle Ishida is also secretly looking forward to it in his heart, looking forward to being a literary spring and autumn and the media, when he sees that "Qing Xian" is Kiyoshi Sakamoto, what kind of expression does his face show?

"I have to say, the idea that Qing came up with is so interesting at all times... ”

Uncle thought secretly in his heart.

Under the gags of the host and the staggered selection of guests, the award ceremony of the Akutagawa Award is almost the time to present the award.

At this time, an old man with gray hair walked slowly to the stage, took the microphone handed over by the host, cleared his throat, and said.

"Please be quiet. ”

As soon as the words fell, the lively venue slowly quieted down.

The reasoning editors who were on the side and Wenyi Chunqiu, Uncle Ishida, who was pushing the cup and changing the lamp, heard the voice from the stage and also looked over to the old man.

Uncle Ishida, who had done a lot of intelligence research on the information about the Akutagawa Award before he came, recognized it at a glance that the old man on the stage at this time was Chiji Kuroi.

This old man is the chairman of the Japan Writers and Artists Association, and his other identity is the chairman of the Akutagawa Prize Review Committee.

"Are you coming?" Uncle knows that this Japanese literary bigwig has come to the stage, which means that the time to announce the award is coming soon!

"Next, we will announce the winners of our 135th Akutagawa Award and Naoki Award Ceremony!"

"Next, let's welcome our award presenter, Keigo-san Higashino, the winner of the last Naoki Prize, to announce to you that the winner of the 135th Akutagawa Award and the Naoki Prize, Doso {please}!"

After finishing speaking, Kuroi Chiji handed the microphone in his hand to a middle-aged man who walked up from the stage.

"Keigo Higashino!"

Seeing the middle-aged man, Uncle Ishida was also surprised.

That's right, the announcement of the 135th Akutagawa Award and the Naoki Award was the famous theorist Keigo Higashino, who won the Naoki Award last year for his book "The Dedication of Suspect X".

Wearing a well-fitting suit and black-rimmed glasses, Keigo Higashino looks like a literary worker, oh oh, he's a literary worker...

After taking the microphone and briefly introducing himself, Higashino took an envelope and prepared to announce the 135th Akutagawa Award and the Naoki Prize.

"Now, allow me to announce that the winning work of the 135th Akutagawa Ryunosuke Award is... ”

Knock knock...

The lights dimmed, and a rhythmic drum beat rang out in the venue, and a few spotlights dangled around the crowd, adding a lot of tension to the scene.

However, there was only one person in the entire venue who was not nervous or curious about what the result would be, and that person was Uncle Ishida.

Because, he already knew that the next name to be read would definitely be "Golden Dreamland" written by Kiyoshi Sakamoto.

"Golden Dreams!"

Really!

All of a sudden, all the spotlights were on the doorway of a venue near the podium.

And all the winners walked in through this door.

"Let's welcome our winners with warm applause, "Leisure" San!" Keigo Higashino on the stage also made a temporary cameo as the host.

Bang Bang Bang!

There was a deafening applause in the venue, and people's eyes were focused on the door, and they also wanted to know what the mysterious genius writer "Qingxian" and the real person looked like.

At this time, Kiyoshi Sakamoto was standing outside the door, his hands on the handle of the door, ready to push the door in.

First, calming the surging in his heart, he muttered softly.

“shotime！”

With that, he pushed open the door and walked inside.

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