(Yesterday some joints in the body were in severe pain, and it was on the long-distance bus, I couldn't code words at all, and I couldn't code the word at all, and I could only apologize for the day, and it was still the case today, I want to say that I was really in pain,!)

"You kid, what a kind!"

In the office of the municipal party committee. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shi Zhengfei teased.

The bigwig, who has been in charge of the Songping Municipal Party Committee for nearly a year, has a taste of banter on his face at the moment, and Shao Xihe, director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture, is sitting on a brown and black leather sofa in his office.

And Lin Tao sat on a leather swivel chair opposite Shi Zhengfei's desk with his legs crossed, looking like a second ancestor.

Here in Shi Zhengfei, he is the second ancestor of Zheng'er Bajing.

Of course.

Shi Zhengfei's words fell into Shao Xihe's ears, naturally it was a little weird, and when he said this kind of thing ******** dignified, he felt a little like a hooligan, but it was Lin Tao who broke down even more.

"Where, Uncle Shi, let's not lift yourself up. ”

Belch!!!

There was a burst of muteness.

Shi Zhengfei really has nothing to say, this bastard!!

Since Shi Zhengfei took office and had an extremely wonderful journey on the long-distance car, Lin Tao didn't treat Shi Zhengfei as a ******** at all, but instead intensified his quarrel with him.

In fact, this is Lin Tao's cleverness, he is only an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, and he is also a teenager with a mysterious identity, and the only interest relationship between him and Shi Zhengfei is Jiang Sicheng.

Instead of going for sycophancy, it's better to be real.

"You kid! Weng Yihua is not comparable to the people you scolded last time, he is highly respected in the domestic circle, and he has a large number of disciples and grandchildren, and he has a wide range of connections, you must have a three-point grasp of him in the ring, right?"

Shi Zhengfei's tone looked very serious this time.

Lin Tao's understanding of Weng Yihua may be limited to the circle of the literary world, but Shi Zhengfei knows more, and the contempt of literati is an inevitable result, but a person like Weng Yihua, who has achieved nearly the ultimate in a field in terms of reputation and status, actually has no need to target anyone at all.

Especially people in the same circle.

may seem to him that recommending Yang Fan and Wang Xiaoni to win the award is just a simple appreciation, and there is absolutely no intention to target Lin Tao.

But Lin Tao, a bastard boy, admitted to death, and happened to meet Wang Dongdong, who was not afraid of things, and things became good-looking.

Tear up with Weng Yihua?

Ordinary people really don't dare.

"Uncle Shi, you think too highly of me, I don't dare to fight with the martial arts seniors. ”

"Don't you dare? Did I read it wrong? You didn't write that "True Warrior"?"

"That was written by Mr. Lu Xun!"

"I-you!!"

There was another burst of muteness.

This time, Shi Zhengfei was really almost choked.

"Okay, don't play tricks with me, since you already have a plan in your heart, then I'm too lazy to be a bad person, Weng Yihua has a talent to learn, but his mind is not necessarily open-minded, you weigh it in your own heart, don't cry when you are scolded." ”

When Shi Zhengfei said this, Shao Xihe nodded secretly, a little frightened.

He has always known that the relationship between Shi Zhengfei and Lin Tao is not simple, but he doesn't know why it is not simple, and he understands when he hears these words.

The two giants in Dare City have a bottomless relationship with this kid.

"Uncle Shi, he has talent, but you forget, he is also old, the great leader once said that young people are the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the world is theirs after all. I don't believe that Mr. Weng can still cover the sky with one hand, just an annual novel award, for me, it is a chicken rib or a promotion of him. ”

The air conditioner was humming.

The aroma of tea overflows, wafting from the cup that has just been filled with hot water.

But Shao Xihe's hand holding the cup trembled unconsciously.

This kid really dares to say it!

It's really amazing!

In the past, he only knew that literati were bold, but this was a little too big, what kind of person is Weng Yihua, judging from his experience of working in the cultural system for so many years, he is definitely a big man.

Not to mention the status and influence in the literary circle, even within the system, he is also the number one person, although he has no authority, but he can't bear the many disciples and grandchildren, like him, the older generation who is nearly eighty years old can be called a literary hero, the disciples do not say ten thousand, eight thousand are still there, and there is no shortage of elites from all walks of life.

"It's not a small tone!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Tao naturally understood what Shi Zhengfei meant, and suddenly felt a little more grateful in his heart, after all, he was in a high position in the ********, and Shi Zhengfei still had this leisure to his own leisure, this was not just as simple as meddling, if he didn't really value himself, with Shi Zhengfei's temperament, he would have been put aside a long time ago.

"Let's talk about it, Director Shao said that you are going to hold the premiere of "Kung Fu Panda" in the city, and the Americans agreed?"

Shi Zhengfei is not the secretary of Tubaozi.

Not only is it not, but it can be called erudite, otherwise it would be impossible to quarrel with Lin Tao, who has more than ten years of cognition beyond this time and space.

The choice of where to hold the premiere of the new film can only be determined after the consent of the film's distributors and investors.

He knew that Lin Tao was the author of the novel "Kung Fu Panda" and the screenwriter of the movie "Kung Fu Panda", but he had never heard that the screenwriter had the right to decide the location of the premiere.

"Uncle Shi, you think too highly of the Americans, and you underestimate the domestic film market too much, the Americans can't wait to find any opportunity to enter the Chinese film market, "Kung Fu Panda" is originally a Chinese-style novel with strong Chinese elements, and it will not become the United States if it is made into a movie.

The novel has a readership of more than tens of millions in China, and with some of the most well-known audiences, even if only 1 in 10 people choose to watch the film, that's enough to make them a lot of money.

As long as the Americans are not stupid, they will not refuse my request, not to mention that Disney Studios has always been unprofitable, and I am now worried about whether our city will be able to prepare the venue for the premiere in less than a month, and of course, do a good job of publicity.

The reason why I asked Disney to come to Songdaira for an oriental premiere was to promote the tourism market in our city, and if the publicity was not in place, it would be meaningless. ”

Shi Zhengfei and Shao Xihe were both overjoyed when they heard this.

Hollywood movies in the United States chose to be released in Songping City, which is indeed an excellent opportunity to promote Songping City, but Lin Tao is not wrong, this publicity work is not easy to do, and it will be counterproductive if it is not done well, making people have a preconceived impression, and it will be difficult to carry out publicity work in the future, but if it is done well, the effect is naturally immeasurable.

There was silence for a long time.

Shi Zhengfei's brows furrowed slightly, but the corner of his eye glanced at Lin Tao, and the frowning brows immediately eased.

"If you kid have any plans, just say it, don't sell it here. ”

Shao Xihe also patted his head.

Almost made the bastard see the joke again.

When I heard Shi Zhengfei's words, I remembered that with Lin Tao's urine nature as a bastard boy, there must be suggestions if there is a problem.

Really.

Laughing twice, Lin Tao immediately took out the schoolbag behind him for a long time, and took out a manuscript, handwritten, handwritten, with strong handwriting and strong strength.

This is not the first time Shi Zhengfei has seen Lin Tao's writing, but when he saw it again, he couldn't help but snort twice.

If you want to talk about young geniuses, he has also seen a lot, when he was serving in Ning'an City, the genius boys of various primary and secondary schools went to the sea, and those who could calligraphy since childhood were only higher than Lin Tao, but there was no one who could reach the height of this bastard.

"The handwriting is good. ”

Boasted in his mouth.

Immediately, Shao Xihe's heart was a little itchy, and he couldn't wait to get up directly to Shi Zhengfei's desk, and his eyes were as if he was rolling his eyes.

Just as Lin Tao was greeting Shi Zhengfei in the office of the municipal party committee, the media outside had already quarreled, and this time not only the media was arguing, but even many well-known people began to come out to endorse Yang Fan and Wang Xiaoni.

But the post that was pinned on a well-known domestic portal once again refreshed everyone's attention, this time not only at the top, but directly became the headlines of major news media.

""Chunhua Qiushi" and "Tomb Robbery Notes", Wang Xiaoni and Xiaobai, who do you choose?"

That's the title of that post, and it's not a discussion post, to be exact, but a poll post.

Originally.

After Wang Tao and Weng Yihua spoke out one after another, especially Xiaobai and the two who won the award this time, Yang Fan and Wang Xiaoni published signed articles one after another, public opinion on the Internet began to fall into chaos.

A netizen named "Lei Zhenzi" launched a polling campaign on the Sina blog, creating a link that could be widely diverged, but the final data would be aggregated into a web terminal.

And the content of the vote is the project of this annual novel selection.

Including the best novel of the year.

Also includes the best writer of the year.

As for the other projects, they are not included, and it is clear that this online selection is entirely for the two awards nominated by Xiaobai.

The meaning is self-evident, and many people think that in this selection process, Xiaobai was treated unfairly.

Although the title only covers the two works of "Chunhua Autumn Fruit" and "Tomb Robbery Notes", in fact, there are more than ten works included in the scope of this vote, among which Lin Tao, that is, Xiaobai's pen name, includes "Kung Fu Panda 1", "Kung Fu Panda 2", "Love Apartment 1", "Love Apartment 2" and "Tomb Robbery Notes" 5 works.

In addition to the works of these three authors, several popular books this year, such as "Those Things in Those Years", "A Thousand Armies", "The Dawn of Dawn" and so on.

Although Lei Zhenzi set up a secret ballot in the network link, the vote is not unconditional, in order to prevent someone from maliciously swiping votes, a relatively high level of firewall is set in the link, and an ID number is only allowed to vote once.

This limits the number of voters to not be too many, but there is no doubt that users who are willing to choose to log in with their ID cards are undoubtedly very concerned about the results of this award, whether it is to watch the excitement or really support a certain author or a certain work.

Equally.

In order to prevent indefinite voting, in the link, the deadline for voting is limited to 12 p.m. on September 5.

That is, from September 2, the voting period will be only two and a half days.

September 3.

All major news media across the country reprinted the news on the front page, and some people liked to hear it, and naturally some people were not happy.

But anyway.

For the first time in the history of China's Internet, netizens spontaneously conducted voting activities, but they have inexorably become the number one word in Baidu's hot search.

"Mr. Wang, why aren't you in a hurry? In case Xiaobai gets the penultimate first, I'll see how good you are. ”

Dongjiang Literature Publishing House.

Wang Dongdong smiled casually and didn't pay attention to Yang Min's words.

First from the bottom?

This is basically the least likely outcome.

To a certain extent, this voting activity can be said to be promoted by Wang Dongdong himself, as for why Lin Tao's 5 works are put in, this is Wang Dongdong's careful thinking.

Didn't Weng Yihua, that old guy, think that Lin Tao's works are worthless, then let him see what kind of value Lin Tao's works have in the hearts of readers.

And in fact, he did.

In other words, Wang Dongdong's angle of counterattack this time was extremely correct.

On the morning of September 5th.

Voting is still ongoing.

However, in order to ensure fairness, the voting software set up a technical program for the final visible results, so no one knew the final result of the vote until 12 pm on the 5th.

But there is no doubt that this time the voting campaign has caused a stir.

"Support Xiaobai! Vote has been cast!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Come on, Wang Xiaoni!"

"The vote for "Dawn of Dawn" has been cast!"

As of 10 o'clock in the morning of the 5th, the comments under this post have reached millions, and the huge number of visits even caused the server to be paralyzed for a time.

As the time of 12 o'clock in the evening got closer and closer, a new round of expansion began in the comments under the post, but this time the operator had apparently expected this to happen, and after adding 2 servers, there was no server downtime.

8 p.m. sharp.

Sina.com actually opened the first online live broadcast room in the history of China's Internet, although it was not a live video broadcast but a live broadcast in the form of pictures and texts, but this undoubtedly greatly promoted the influence of this matter.

"There are only 4 hours left until the final moment, and the final result will be revealed, so please wait and see. ”

"I think Xiaobai should have the most votes. ”

A netizen named Tai Ye left a message in the live broadcast room, and other netizens immediately started a new round of war of words when they saw this.

And as the time gets closer, the Internet is starting to become more and more lively.

According to statistics from the Sina Live platform, tens of millions of people spoke online and watched the voting results at the same time.

In this time and space of 2007, this is almost a miraculous number.

And the time is getting closer.

22 o'clock!

23 o'clock!

23:15!

23:30!

11:45 p.m. (To be continued.) )