Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles Compound, second floor, conference room.

At this moment, the conference room has already been set up.

On the rostrum, three tables were set up, covered with red cloths, and behind the tables were seven chairs with backrests, and on the table, in addition to seven glasses of water, there were several old-fashioned microphones.

On both sides of the rostrum, there is a large speaker on each side, leaning against the corner, and the cross is facing the bottom of the rostrum.

Under the rostrum, there are ten rows of tables and chairs, each row of tables and chairs can seat eight people, and on each table, there is also a glass of water.

At the same time, on the side of the podium, a man with a camera bag and a notebook was standing at this moment, and he was talking to another man in a whisper.

"Guofu, remember everything, right?" Zhao Wenjun wiped the camera in his hand and said to his partner Li Guofu beside him.

"I've long remembered that I'll stand in front and shoot later, and you will stand in the back, and then I'll go to the side and take a few shots, and that's the process, and there will be no problems."

"Hmm...... Okay, give it, give it to you, I'll talk to a friend first. Zhao Wenjun said, handed the camera and camera bag in his hand to Li Guofu, and then he left the venue with his notebook.

It was already half past eight in the morning.

The second floor, where the conference room is located, is bustling.

Many of the people who were invited to the ceremony were chatting with people they knew.

In addition to the winners, there were also some leaders of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and Writers' Associations in Hunan Province, some writers from Hunan Province, some famous writers in the domestic cultural circles, and of course, leaders of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Provincial Writers' Association, personnel of publishing houses such as Furong magazine, and relevant leaders of the National Writers' Association.

It can be said that this Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award was held very grandly, and there were many important figures who were invited.

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In one of the offices on the second floor, He Yun and the three of them were naturally chatting with familiar people.

For example, the woman in front of me who looks relatively young, wears a pair of glasses, and has short hair, looks very capable.

Her name is Qin Meng, an editor of the Xiang Provincial Daily, and she is also the winner of the Xiang Provincial Youth Literature Award.

Compared with He Yun, Qin Meng is made of prose, and at this time she is already a member of the Provincial Writers Association, and she has also won the first prize of "Youth" prose.

As for the other young man standing next to Director Li, his name is Liu Lin, like He Yun and Qin Meng, he is also a writer, although he is not from Yincheng, but he graduated from Yincheng Normal College, so he and He Yun are also alumni.

And most importantly, he is also on the list of candidates for the Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award this time, but because the number of winners of the Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award is limited each time, this time, he unfortunately failed, otherwise, he is very likely to be selected.

Well, I have to say that the current strength of Yincheng writers is really very strong, there are predecessors who have written "The Storm", known as "one of the three weeks" Mr. Zhou Libo, and then there are young writers such as Qin Meng, He Yun even feels that if it is not for some factors, it may be very likely that he will regret not being selected.

Of course, this is just He Yun's own speculation, and he doesn't know if this is the case.

However, he can be sure that his sci-fi "Dream of the Future" is not as good as those writers with solid skills in terms of writing.

Maybe there are other reasons why I was able to win the award!

"Hello, Comrade He Yun, I have read the sci-fi short story "Dream of the Future" written by you, it is really wonderful, if the future is really like what you wrote, our country will really achieve four modernizations." Liu Lin held He Yun's hands tightly and said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you!" He Yun was really embarrassed at the moment, after all, among the people present, he was the youngest.

And he is embarrassed that a young writer in his twenties is so praised by an older senior writer at the moment, and the other party is one of the "hot" candidates for the award this time, so he doesn't know what to say.

Qin Meng on the side, but she was much calmer, and after smiling, she said to He Yun: "Comrade He Yun, hello, I have heard Director Li talk about you a long time ago, counting, you are the junior brother of me and Comrade Liu Lin, I feel very honored to be able to win this Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award with you this time!" ”

"Qin ...... Edit, you're so kind! I should say it's an honor...... I ......"

"You better call me by my name, Editor Qin, Editor Qin is too awkward to call me like this, and it's weird." Without waiting for He Yun to finish speaking, Qin Meng smiled again and continued.

"Then I'll call you Comrade Qin Meng! After all, you are my senior sister, and I have only been writing for a year, which is much worse than the articles that you and Brother Liu have written for more than ten years. He Yun nodded and said with a grin.

"Okay, okay, don't be humble to each other, Director Wu and I are standing here and listening awkwardly, it's already nine o'clock, and the award ceremony is about to start, Xiaohe, don't look down on yourself, in fact, you are already very good, I just learned about it, the reason why you were able to win the award this time, in addition to your science fiction is extremely "innovative", but also because of your "Fanghua", many judges said that this is very well written, especially a certain judge, he supports you, it can be seen, Your writing has reached a very high level. ”

After Director Li said such words of encouragement to He Yun, he looked at Liu Lin again: "Comrade Liu Lin, don't be arrogant, you didn't win the award this time, with your level of literary creation, you will definitely win the award next time." ”

"Director Li, thank you for your encouragement! I will continue to work hard and create well," Liu Lin also hurriedly responded.

"Hmm...... That's right! We can't be proud of winning awards, we continue to work hard and strive to create brilliance! ”

Director Li's words fell, and suddenly a person walked over.

"Director Li, congratulations! Congratulations, this Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award is actually your Yincheng writers, especially Comrade He Yun, who won such an honor at the age of 20, this is the pride of your Yincheng! At this moment, Zhao Wenjun walked over, and he congratulated Director Li.

"Hahaha...... Isn't this Reporter Zhao? You're welcome, you're welcome! Seeing Zhao Wenjun's arrival, Director Li hurriedly stepped forward and shook his hand with a smile and replied.

Obviously, the two knew each other.

"Comrade He Yun, we meet again, this should be the third time we have met! Hahaha, I remember the last time I left, I also said that we would meet again, I didn't expect us to meet so soon! ”