Chapter 226: Invitation

The editor-in-chief's comment attracted a group of genius writers who have made a small difference to leave a message-

"Dazan, well said, the existence of people like Han Gongzi is to hit people, I originally thought that I was already very powerful when I joined the Municipal Writers Association at the age of eighteen, but now I have read Han Gongzi's example...... I want to go back and be quiet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" A student poet came out to leave a message, his name is Xuehua, and he has already won many essay awards at the age of eighteen.

Bai Ying left a message: "Come on, you are eighteen years old City Writers Association, I was nineteen years old before the Prose Association, so far I haven't seen the invitation of the City Writers Association, thinking of this is definitely sad for the listener to cry, and the more Mommy says, the more I feel more pitiful." ”

At the age of nineteen, he had already published three collections of essays, which he called the New Hope of Prose.

Eighteen-year-old Ziluo also jumped out immediately: "Hey, you're all enough, one by one is either the Municipal Writers' Association or the Provincial Writers' Association, or the Prose Association, can you respect me, a person who has not joined anything?"

"Ziluo, can you be shameless, you have written a suspense novel at the age of eighteen, and now the sales have exceeded 100,000, can you respect me, a miserable author with sales of less than 50,000?"

It was Xiao Yu who said this, twenty years old, and his book sales were indeed less than 50,000 copies, but he published several books, and the cumulative sales of books three years ago exceeded 100,000.

Bai Ying, Ziluo, Xiaoyu, Xuehua, etc., popped up, this group of people are all certified by Weibo, originally as student writers, they have a lot of clusters, and now they are speaking at the same time, attracting a large number of people who eat melons.

Finally, the unified remarks:

White Shadow: The poor white shadow who was hit, I felt that I had lived in vain for nineteen years. Han Gongzi#

Ziluo: The tragic Ziluo who was hit felt that his youth had been wasted for 18 years. Han Gongzi#

Xiaoyu: Xiaoyu, the scum who was hit, hasn't done anything serious for 20 years. Han Gongzi#

Xuehua: I was hit by the sad urge Xuehua, I thought that I was a genius enough to win the New Thinking Contest at the age of 18 and the first place in many essay competitions, but now I think I am really too naΓ―ve.

There has never been a shortage of geniuses in the huge China, and there is no shortage of young geniuses, of course, this kind of Weibo exchange between the four of them has caused a lot of negative energy.

"Ahh ”

"Yes, this is very strong, Han Gongzi made you sad, you made us miserable. ”

"55555, Han Gongzi's pervert was already a big enough blow to the baby, but I didn't expect you to come, the baby thinks I'm already a waste. ”

"Fucking youth, the boat of friendship will capsize. ”

"Actually, I agree with what the editor-in-chief of today's talk said, sixteen-year-old members of the Writers' Association, my sons are sixteen, and I still write novels for a long time, and Zhennyima is ashamed. ”

In addition to this group of blinded eyes, there is also a group of fans of these four people.

All the parents are comforting, but their words of comfort are more uniform, as if they have discussed, and they all hold the thinking that it is not that we are too weak, but that the opponent is too strong.

"Xiao Yu touched his head, let's not compare with perverts, Han Gongzi is a big pervert. ”

"Sympathize with Ziluo, you are also very good in the category of normal human beings, I like the suspense you write very much, and I look forward to the new book. ”

"Come on, Baiying, you are the best, Han Gongzi has already gone to heaven, let's ignore him. ”

"I also like Han Gongzi's short stories, with the spicy beyond age, I was once a black fan of Han Gongzi, but now listening to Xuehua you say this, I have changed my opinion, some people are born perverts. ”

……

The discussion continued to rise, and the sales of "Pinocchio" exceeded 100,000 for three consecutive days, that is, 300,000, and the people of the Magic Capital Publishing House were stunned.

The cumulative sales in less than three months are more than 800,000, which is crazy.

The reason why there is so high is that there are 150 intellectual development activity rooms, buy this book, plus many public kindergartens, also order books.

The single week in which the People's Daily published this news: 330,000 copies

Week 2: 70,000 copies

Week 3: 140,000 copies

Week 4: 110,000 copies

……

Han Shi was almost annoyed to death, and many programs and newspapers and magazines called to interview him.

I don't know where I found the phone, anyway, in the past month, at least 30 newspapers and periodicals have called to make an appointment for an interview, and finally Han Shi had to find Zhao Fan again to help turn the phone back to the whitelist mode.

As for why such a simple matter should be handed over to Zhao Fan, because Han Shi! No! will!

A month passed before I knew it.

Modu Gymnasium.

Today, the stadium, which claims to have a capacity of 80,000 people, is now full of traffic, and the reason for why it is so busy will be discussed later.

I believe that where the magic capital is, busy traffic means traffic jams, so there is no doubt that there is a traffic jam.

"I can't help it, if I don't get stuck in traffic, I can reach the gymnasium before 10 o'clock, but whether I can get there at 12 o'clock now is not certain. Brother said helplessly.

Han Shi was blocked on the road, looking at the car in front of him that couldn't see the head at all, the pressure was too great.

"Where is this location now. Han Shi asked.

"This location? is to immediately go down to the elevated highway of Qinghua Road. The brother thought for a while and gave an accurate location.

Han Shi dialed Ma Jundong's phone, and then said simply: "I'm stuck in a traffic jam on the elevated highway on Lower Qinghua Road." ”

Ma Jundong on the other end of the phone said: "There must be a traffic jam, today is the weekend, not to mention that the elevated highway is not blocked at this time period." ”

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Ma Jundong was an old driver who was familiar with the terrain.

"I'm going to the gym at ten o'clock. Han Shi said.

"Ten o'clock to the gymnasium? That must be too late, the section of Qinghua Road elevated is at least two hours, and now it's 8:40, and in terms of road sections, even if you want to use a police car to open the road urgently, it is impossible. Ma Jundong on the other end of the phone said: "There is no way on the elevated highway." ”

The National Outstanding Children's Literature Award at the Magic City Stadium was awarded, and "Pinocchio" won the best fairy tale feature. Han Shi said.

The other end of the phone was silent for more than ten seconds, and then said: "Since this is the case, I will find a way not to make you late." ”

Han Shi hummed in a nasal voice, and Ma Jundong hung up the phone.

The Modu Stadium is home to one of the highest awards in domestic literature: the National Award for Outstanding Children's Literature

Just like Meng Tao predicted, Han Shi's "Pinocchio" was really nominated, and compared to the novels nominated in the same period, it really won the award.

Well, the current situation is not whether to win or not, but whether you can rush to the stadium at the opening time at 10 o'clock...... (To be continued.) )