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There was some silence off the field, and the lights were a little blinding.

Everyone looked at the painting drawn by Shi Zixi on the screen with wide eyes, and their faces showed some memories and feelings more or less.

In the painting, the heroes who protect the earth in the minds of these adults are sitting on the bluestone pavement with a lonely face after being cute, while the little monster who wants to destroy the world is standing behind the hero, holding an umbrella for him.

There are several artistically stylized characters on the painting:

"Don't be sad, can I let you fight?"

A simple painting, but it tells the childhood memories of most of these people.

"This, this, this ......"

"It's the cosmic hero Chloe and the villain Leomon." A man sitting in the author's seat excitedly pointed out the two figures on the painting.

"It's been a long time since I've watched "Heroes of the Universe", and today's young people prefer to read teenage adventure comics." Someone feels nostalgic.

"It's full of memories."

"It's a really good drawing, it's funny, and it's also clever about the relationship between the two main characters."

"It's so well drawn, it's so good."

…

A bunch of people sighed, even Sun Jiang was staring blankly at the paintings on the big screen.

He also grew up watching this animation when he was a child, one or two hundred episodes, played on TV in a loop, which not only left a deep memory on him, but also engaged in the comic industry more or less in the future.

The story of this animation, not to mention that it has influenced several generations, is so exaggerated, but conservatively speaking, it can be regarded as influencing the thinking and childhood of 2 generations.

Even now, there are still remakes or direct old versions of those children's animation columns that are being played.

The best work in the world is the one that touches people's hearts, and that's pretty much what most of the art industry says.

However, what kind of works can move people's hearts and have the strength to match them, which is a matter that bothers most artists.

Of course, this is not to say that Shi Zixi's technique has reached a very high level, Shi Zixi was able to paint this work that touched the hearts of the people present, and it was just because he had the memory of another world, so it was just a trick.

If she really wanted to create her own original one, then she would definitely not be able to do it.

"Teacher Ke Zhi, I can't deny what you said, because what you said is the truth.

But what I want to say is that in addition to hard work, there is also talent in this world.

Otherwise, there will not be geniuses in various fields in every industry, and diligence and talent complement each other, which is also an undeniable fact.

I think everyone here has heard the story of the tortoise and hare race.

The tortoise and the rabbit race on the road, and if the rabbit does not sleep, the tortoise should never be able to catch up with the rabbit on the ground.

As you know, you can't expect every rabbit to sleep.

But what about a rabbit swimming in water with a tortoise?

That's probably my answer, and I guess it's also my acceptance speech. “

At this point, Shi Zixi didn't say anything more.

Ignoring the people who were talking and thinking about the audience, Shi Zixi took the crystal paintbrush from Yi Chong's hand, and then went down from the side of the stage calmly.

Going down from the corner of the staircase, I saw Sun Jiang walking slowly in front of me.

Two staff members helped him and walked towards the vacant work seat.

Shi Zixi passed by him. "I lost, Mr. Ziyan."

The old and lonely voice floated past Shi Zixi's ears.

Shi Zixi neither looked back nor stopped, just nodded slightly.

She is not in the habit of forgiving bad people, even though she will be more or less sentimental about Sun Jiang in her heart.

The comic industry in this world looks so hot from the outside, so hot that people keep squeezing in from the outside who shouldn't have come in.

For this exclamation, Shi Zixi has no idle eggs. It hurts to say it.

After all, she doesn't have the habit of getting enough to make trouble for herself.

It's like an online novel in a previous life, hyping IP, everyone who comes in holds a picture of a god, and since then has entered the queue of great god copyrights.

Shi Zixi walked to Jiang Yuan's side and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help." “

Shi Zixi knew that if it weren't for the document provided by Jiang Yuan, she would definitely miss the Nebula Award.

Jiang Yuan joked to herself: "If I can't even do this, all the authors under it should run out." ”

"Hee-hee~~~" Shi Zixi's mood at the moment is quite good, "There should be nothing else to do next, I want to go first." “

She was still thinking about the things she had agreed with Leng Liuli. "Originally, there were still a lot of cumbersome things, but today's Nebula Awards party is so late, things should be postponed to tomorrow." Jiang Yuan glanced at the hostess on the stage who was presiding over the follow-up work and said.

"Well, then Editor-in-Chief Jiang will talk about it again." Shi Zixi said goodbye to Jiang Yuan.

Then when everyone's attention was still focused on what the hostess said, and the painting that was still wide open on the screen, he quietly left with a crystal paintbrush. "By the way, the weather forecast today says it could rain." Jiang Yuan suddenly remembered and wanted to remind him kindly.

But the dexterous Shi Zixi slipped away in the blink of an eye. "Huh~~ I don't know if I went to report the good news to that good friend." Jiang Yuan shook her head helplessly, and then sat in her seat, waiting for the follow-up of the Nebula Awards party.

With all kinds of thoughts in his heart, Shi Zixi embarked on the journey back to Lugang Hospital.

The Nebula Awards has been tortuous, and it has dragged on for a long time compared to usual.

At this moment, the night is already a little deep, and there are not so many urban executives who commute to and from work on the road, driving private cars to jam every road.

Shi Zixi went to the side of the road outside and hailed a taxi.

Taxis drive unimpeded on the wide and flat urban avenues, bustling shopping streets, and the entire night sky is filled with brilliant lights.

Decorate a variety of shops and dress up stylish urban men and women.

One by one, these moving or stationary objects flashed through the windows of a speeding car.

But it didn't leave too much impression on Shi Zixi's mind.

"I won the Nebula Award under almost impossible circumstances, so Leng Liuli's surgery should also be successful.

Although it is only a proper continuation of life, but life is extended, but is it possible that this change will still occur? ”

Shi Zixi thought so in his heart, and kept praying in his heart.

I pray that the heavens will continue to send miracles.

"You must be waiting for me, after all, we made promises to each other."

Shi Zixi looked at the crystal paintbrush he was holding in his hand.

In Shi Zixi's anxious mood, the taxi finally arrived at Lugang Hospital.

"Little girl, is your friend seriously ill?

Look at the panic on your face, don't worry, Lugang Hospital is the best hospital in the whole pearl, and there is nothing that cannot be cured. ”

The taxi driver took the fare handed by Shi Zixi and comforted him kindly.

"Thank you, brother, driver, for your good words." Shi Zixi hates the sweet way the most.

"Hahaha~~ Am I so young?" This uncle-level driver was very happy when he heard a beautiful young girl call him brother.

Shi Zixi got out of the car, and the taxi also went away.

Shi Zixi walked towards Lugang Hospital and did not take two steps.

Feeling a little moist on her face, Shi Zixi stretched out her hand and looked at the sky.

It seems to be raining.

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