Back in the Yangtze River Hall, this private room was already full of people, and everyone was already there.

Xiao Fei glanced at it, he knew almost everyone who came tonight.

Zhang Mingyuan, the former dean of the Academy of Letters, Yuan Yanyan, the current dean of the Academy of Letters, several vice chairmen of the Provincial Writers' Association, and famous writers with more strength in the province such as Wang Chengxin, Zhang Qunyi, and Liu Tieshan have all arrived.

In addition to the writers who have already made a name for themselves, there are also three or four powerful literary newcomers who also appeared on the scene. Among these newcomers, there are Dong Liubin's nephew Li Qiuhang, Zhang Yi's female disciple Du Ruomei, etc.

A total of 167 people attended.

These people have become the backbone of the literary scene in Hexi Province.

"Xiao Fei, come, sit here." Dong Liubin patted the seat on his right and greeted Xiao Fei.

"This, Minister Dong, it is more appropriate for Teacher Zhang Mingyuan to rely on you, and I will get together with Qiuhang and Ruomei." Xiao Fei excused.

With so many seniors here, it would be too immodest if he sat down with a big smile on Dong Liubin as soon as he said hello. Xiao Fei has to be humble no matter what.

"Hehe, Xiao Fei, Minister Dong asked you to sit, you just sit! We are gathering and eating, and we are not holding a meeting according to seniority, so we don't have to pay attention to the dignity of the elders and the young. Zhang Mingyuan waved his hand and said to Xiao Fei with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, I guess my uncle just wants to talk to you, there is no other meaning, you go over." Li Qiuhang also said with a smile.

Li Qiuhang, this child, after Xiao Fei came into contact with it, he found that in fact, he is not the kind of second generation who is spoiled or anything, he is very polite and very good at getting things done. is even more respectful to Xiao Fei, a teacher. I also asked some questions about writing, and my attitude was very humble and serious.

Talk to him. Not tired.

"This, then I might as well be respectful." Xiao Fei walked over with a smile and sat down next to Dong Liubin.

The dishes were ordered a long time ago.

As soon as the people are together, the waiter will start to serve the food at a low price, the flowers are bright and pleasing to the eye, and the strong fragrance is overflowing, which makes people appetize.

Dong Liubin made an opening speech at the dinner first.

He looked at the writers sitting around the table, stood up with a smile and said, "This gathering tonight is just a temporary idea, mainly to give our literary teenager Xiao Fei a pick-up, by the way." At the end of this year, everyone gets together to drink a drink and talk and exchange feelings or something, I don't talk much, let's raise a glass together, do one first, and then eat and talk, that's it. ”

Dong Liubin's words were casual, but his sentence "Mainly to pick up the wind for our literary teenager Xiao Fei" made many people's hearts thump.

can be the executive deputy minister of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee to personally set up a banquet for him, Xiao Fei's face is really big enough.

Xiao Fei had a faint doubt in his heart: Dong Liubin repeatedly showed favor to himself, what is going on? I think of the small talk I had just had downstairs. Dong Liubin revealed his intention to invite himself to work in the province after graduation.

Xiao Fei even felt that Dong Liubin's kindness to him was too violent.

Flattered will not.

It's just that he can't figure out the other party's intentions, which makes him quite worried.

Dong Liubin raised his glass to invite, and everyone stood up and raised their glasses together. The table is too big. It's impossible for everyone's cups to touch each other, just a few next to each other and drink heartily.

Drank the opening wine. Dong Liubin raised his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Feel free to eat." Cushion first, and just have fun drinking. I don't advocate people being greedy. ”

Everyone laughed and responded.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, someone took the lead in standing up to toast Dong Liubin.

The person who stood up first was Yuan Yan, who was currently the dean of the Provincial Academy of Literature, who came to Dong Liubin with a wine glass and said with a smile: "Leader, I respect you!" ”

Dong Liubin glanced at Yuan Yanyan, also stood up with a cup, and said with a smile: "Dean Yuan, you are looking for me to fight for wine tonight, but you are wrong, I have been instructed by the doctor to drink less during this time, I have a little alcoholic liver, and I dare not swallow the cow like before." ”

"I did it, the leader is free!" Yuan Yan said with a smile.

The two clink glasses.

Yuan Yan really drank it all, but Dong Liubin only touched his lips shallowly.

After Yuan Yan saluted Dong Liubin and exchanged a few words with him, he wanted to find Zhang Yi who was sitting on Dong Liubin's left, and Zhang Yi was ready to stand up.

But I heard Dong Liubin say: "Dean Yuan, have a drink with Xiao Fei, if you have any festivals in the past, just talk about it." ”

Yuan Yan paused for a moment.

What does Dong Liubin mean, let himself toast Xiao Fei? I am a dignified dean of the Provincial Academy of Literature, toasting a little hairy child, and there are so many writers watching next to him, what is going on?

Yuan Yan frowned.

But he hesitated for a moment, and saw Dong Liubin's eyes become a little cold.

Yuan Yan was taken aback. He can be sure that Dong Liubin is the rhythm of letting himself apologize to Xiao Fei in public!

His recent situation has been quite delicate, and there are more and more people in literary circles who oppose him.

If Dong Liubin no longer supports him, I don't know if he can sit firmly in the position of the dean of the Faculty of Arts under his buttocks.

"Okay, leader, I also admire Xiao Fei very much, in a short period of time, he has written so many important works, winning national honors for himself, as far as I know, many Chinese departments in universities are now preparing to open a special topic on Xiao Fei's works, this is not an opportunity that any writer can get." Yuan Yan thought clearly, smiled and came to Xiao Fei's side with a wine glass, and said loudly to everyone present.

He meant to show that with Xiao Fei's creative achievements, it was okay for him, the dean of the School of Liberal Arts, to take the initiative to toast him.

Xiao Fei was very surprised by the sentence in Yuan Yan's words that many universities' Chinese departments are preparing to open a special topic for the study of Xiao Fei's works, if this is true, it means that he has successfully entered the hall of serious literature in just over a year, and has a pivotal position in this hall.

Although Xiao Fei hated Yuan Yan very much in his heart, he still stood up casually, holding a wine glass in his hand. Smiling slightly, he gestured to Yuan grimly.

"Dean Yuan is right. As far as I know, the Department of Chinese at Hexi University seems to be preparing to open a 'Special Topic on the Study of Xiao Fei's Works'. Moreover, Li Lishan, the dean of the Hexi Chinese Department, opened this topic. A writer also said.

"Xiao Fei, come! Let's have a drink! Yuan Yan raised his glass to Xiao Fei.

The wine glass is the kind of glass, and if it is full, one glass is three or two wines.

But when Yuan Yan toasted Xiao Fei, there was only a little wine in his cup, which was far from being sincere.

Xiao Fei's cup looked like half a glass of more than one or two wines.

He didn't care about Yuan Yan's cleverness, and this person only deserved to play a little trick that didn't serve the table.

Xiao Fei raised his cup and touched Yuan Yan and said, "Dean Yuan, I respect you!" ”

The two clink glasses. Xiao Fei and Yuan Yan both looked at each other meaningfully and smiled, and when Xiao Fei was about to pick up the cup and drink it all, Dong Liubin's words rang out: "Dean Yuan, this is not good, you have too little wine in your cup, at least it must be on par with Xiao Fei's, so as to show your sincerity, right?" No, no! I'm going to be the wine commander, so I'll be sure to add a little more to you. ”

Dong Liubin said. Already holding the wine bottle to the two of them, he raised the wine bottle and poured it into Yuan's stern cup.

"Hey, hey! Leader, I'll toast this circle. If you drink it like this, you just drink it and lie down. Yuan Yan complained.

"Drink and watch work, that's why you have more wine? Again. When you respect others for a while, you can do everything you can to cheat and cheat. I'm not going to care about you anymore. Dong Liubin laughed. insisted on pouring most of the cup into Yuan's stern cup, which looked like two taels of wine, and then gave up.

The others were a little dumbfounded when they saw it.

Dong Liubin showed that he cared too much about Xiao Fei.

Zhang Mingyuan glanced at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi smiled and gestured to Zhang Mingyuan with his eyes, he didn't know much about the inside story, and he didn't know why Dong Liubin was so good to Xiao Fei.

Yuan Yan raised his glass with a bitter face, and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Fei, come!" Let's go for one. ”

"Okay, then let's do it together." Xiao Fei smiled, raised his glass and leaned up his neck.

Yuan Yan also drank it all, lit the bottom of the cup to Xiao Fei, and said to Xiao Fei with a smile: "Xiao Fei, you are the young man I value the most, come on!" Your future is limitless! ”

After speaking, he patted Xiao Fei on the shoulder, staggered with his cup and went straight back to his seat.

Looking at it this way, he didn't plan to toast anyone anymore.

In the next time, the whole dinner party was chaotic, people came and went like butterflies wearing flowers, and everyone seized the time to toast to the leaders and elders.

This is the practice of Chinese banquets.

Eating a meal is not about sitting honestly, but about toasting endlessly.

Xiao Fei knew that he was a junior character, and he originally planned to get up and salute everyone present one by one.

However, before he could leave, many people began to rush at him. First, after Li Qiuhang and several other young writers finished toasting Dong Liubin together, they turned around Xiao Fei and began to talk about literature, creation, and their own feelings in the name of toasting.

And when these few people around Xiao Fei were chatting with Xiao Fei, there were still people who kept coming to Xiao Fei for a drink, and then they joined in the conversation and had a lot of fun.

Gradually, nearly half of the people at tonight's party surrounded Xiao Fei, talking and laughing.

while the other half surrounded Dong Liubin and Zhang Yi.

Everyone predicts that the Lu Xun Literature Award will be announced after the year, and Xiao Fei is likely to win the Lu Award. The fifth Mao Award is also coming, and the most important literary award in China is likely to usher in the youngest award-winning writer since it began to be awarded.

This writer is naturally Xiao Fei.

People are gossiping about Xiao Fei's novels: "The First Close Contact" and "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" are estimated to be impossible.

However, the three novels "Fish Walking on Land", "Alive", and "Bright Sword" are all excellent works with depth, thickness and strong readability, and they all have the strength to compete for the Mao Award.

If Xiao Fei wins the 5th Mao Award, he will be the youngest Mao Award winner in history, and it is estimated that no one will be able to break this record in the future.

As everyone spoke, their eyes looked at Xiao Fei with an expression of looking up to the mountains: a young writer who is only 21 years old has already stood at the highest point in the domestic literary world, and it is really sad to compare themselves. (To be continued......)