As soon as Huang Wenxiong said this, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Xiao was a little excited about what everyone said just now, Huang Wenxiong's words were like a basin of cold water poured on the head, which made everyone calm down all at once.

"Instead of focusing on the Nobel Prize, I think it is better to try to compete for other awards that are a little more reliable. Huang Wenxiong glanced at Lin Xiao and said with a smile.

As soon as Huang Wenxiong said this, everyone calmed down, Huang Wenxiong is right, the Nobel Prize can basically be said to be an unattainable award, not hard work can be hopeful, luck accounts for a large component, and there is another very important point, the status of the Chinese literary world in the world literary circle is not high, so when the selection, there will be some inclination, of course, it is definitely not inclined to the Chinese literary world.

"Alas, it's still unrealistic!"

"If the Nobel Prize is so good, it won't be precious."

"The gold content of the Nobel Prize is high, because it is very difficult, and the requirements for the award-winning works are very high and comprehensive, no matter how hard we work, the chances of winning the Nobel Prize can be ignored, alas, I don't want to."

The discussion rang out one after another, and the already puffed up anger was vented by Huang Wenxiong at once, but Lin Xiao had nothing to do about it, people were telling the truth, what was wrong?

Seeing this situation, Lin Xiao shrugged his shoulders to Li Tianming, who had a black face beside him, saying that he had done his best, Li Tianming glanced at Huang Wenxiong, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally he didn't speak.

He could not find a reason to criticize Mr. Wong. At least there is no reason to criticize Mr. Huang publicly. Something. I can't say it.

"Xiao Huang, you still have to work hard for some things, if you work hard, you will have a chance, but if you don't work hard, you will never have a chance." Li Tianming said to Huang Wenxiong with an ugly face.

This seems to be said to Huang Wenxiong, but it is actually said to everyone.

But his words did not pull everyone's emotions back, and the atmosphere was still a little weird.

"Chairman Lee, I just think it's a little unrealistic, of course. There's an order from above, so we have to work hard, don't we? Huang Wenxiong said to Li Tianming with an innocent face.

If he's like this, there's no way anyone can take him.

Li Tianming once again set his eyes on Lin Xiao, he, the president, had just taken office, and many people were not convinced, and his prestige had not accumulated enough, so he always felt a little constrained in doing things.

Lin Xiao looked at Li Tianming's eyes asking for help, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't care what you think, and I don't care how difficult it is to win the Nobel Prize. I'm a writer, although my grades aren't outstanding. Although I have been involved in a lot of aspects, I still think that I am a writer, as a writer, my dream is to win the Nobel Prize, in front of this award, I will not be afraid, I am still a junior, can everyone here be willing to be behind? ”

Lin Xiao stood up, pressed his hands on the conference table, leaned forward, and said to everyone

"In fact, those of us may work hard for thirty or fifty years, and we may not be able to win the Nobel Prize, but even if we can't win it, we at least show our attitude, after us, there will be new writers, they will continue to work hard for this goal, to fill the gap of our Chinese Nobel Prize, this is a long-term goal, but also a matter of revitalizing the Chinese literary circle, as a Chinese people, shouldn't we work hard for this goal?"

Lin Xiao's words silenced everyone present.

Since ancient times, the literati in the Chinese literary world have been inferior to each other, because there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts, everyone is not convinced by others, and it is very common to look down on each other, and it is strange not to have a few war of words between literati every year, in such an environment, who can think about interests other than themselves?

And Lin Xiao's words made them hear things they hadn't thought about before or rarely thought about, of course, some people didn't dare to think about it.

At this moment, the unique arrogance of literati in their hearts was stimulated, literati can be without arrogance, but they cannot be without arrogance, if there is no arrogance, they are not literati.

At this time, a middle-aged writer in his forties stood up with a lazy smile on his face, and said to Lin Xiao: "Fuyao, you can say this, I Zhou An admires you, but I am not the timid person you say, isn't it a Nobel Prize?" Even if you can't get it, you can't be scared, I, Zhou An, decided to fight, this session will not succeed, and the next session will fight again! ”

Zhou An's words caused a burst of echoes, and more than a dozen authors said that it didn't matter if they fought once, but most of the authors were still silent.

This is not something that can be achieved with determination, and at this time, everyone still has their own little abacus in their hearts, and after three years of hard work, I don't know what kind of results can be exchanged.

In fact, there are very few qualitative awards for writing books, and a book can compete for many kinds of awards, and you can't participate in the selection of other types of awards unless you participate in the selection of the Nobel Prize.

But obviously, the selection of the Nobel Prize has its own characteristics, it requires the concept of the general direction, to express the connotation in a broad sense, if you can't win the Nobel Prize, you may not be able to win other awards, such as the Reasoning Award.

But if you specialize in a small award for three years, a targeted classification award, then the chance of success is much greater, and without the support of strong sales, it is these awards that can support their fame and interests.

No matter how big the award is, as long as you win it, you will be able to attract some popularity, you can accumulate some prestige, isn't this how the fame of these authors has accumulated over the years?

If they fail in three years, they will lose their own prestige.

This does not allow them to think carefully about the pros and cons.

Lin Xiao looked at everyone's state and shook his head helplessly, the situation in the Chinese literary world is not something that can be changed if it can be changed.

At this time, Huang Wenxiong also stood up.

"Everyone, I'm not talented Huang Wenxiong, this Nobel Prize, I also want to try it, but I still think that everyone should not blindly pursue this award, we are a big country in China, there are many talents in literature, but there is a specialization in art, everyone has their own specialty, there is no need to give up what they are good at for the honor of a Nobel Prize, which is extremely difficult, everyone should use what they are best at to do their own things, at least they can win a few more international awards, and the chances are greater."

"And I, on the other hand, will always pursue the Nobel Prize!"

After Huang Wenxiong finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Xiao. (To be continued......)