Seeing Zhao Wenjun's arrival, He Yun was also a little surprised at this time, but after the accident, he felt that this seemed to be a reasonable thing.

After all, they are reporters from the Hunan Provincial Daily, and at an important award ceremony like today, how could their reporters from the Hunan Provincial Daily not come to report on it.

Moreover, among the people who won the award this time, there are colleagues like Qin Meng, so it stands to reason that they have to send someone to report it.

"Hello, Reporter Zhao!" Thinking of this, He Yun immediately smiled, stepped forward to shake hands with the other party, and said hello.

"Congratulations, Comrade He Yun, congratulations on winning the Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award, you are the youngest writer to win this award since the establishment of the Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award!" Zhao Wenjun looked at He Yun with a smile on his face, he held He Yun's hand and couldn't help but congratulate loudly.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! I should be grateful to many people for winning this award, and it is their support that has made me what I am today! In addition, I will continue to work hard in the future, calm down, continue to create, and strive to write better works that are more popular with the general public. ”

In response to He Yun's modest answer, Zhao Wenjun nodded again and again, but then he changed the topic, and then asked He Yun: "Comrade He Yun, I interviewed you before, I remember asking such a question at that time, when I asked you if you have any writing plans recently, you replied that I was thinking about writing a military war before the founding of the People's Republic of China, I want to ask you, are you writing or have finished writing this now?" ”

In the face of Zhao Wenjun's inquiry, He Yun did not choose to hide anything, but nodded directly and replied: "Now that I have finished writing, I believe that in the near future, Reporter Zhao should be able to see me in the literary magazine "Contemporary". ”

"Oh...... Is it? Is it so fast? When Zhao Wenjun heard He Yun's words, he was immediately stunned, he seemed to think of something again, and looked at He Yun in surprise and said, "Wait...... You were talking about the literary magazine Contemporary? Is that the "Contemporary" literature under the People's Literature Publishing House? ”

"Well, it's the "Contemporary" literary magazine, and the "Fanghua" I wrote before was also the first to be published in this magazine, and it was later published by the People's Literature Publishing House." He Yun smiled, nodded directly and said.

At this moment, Director Li on the side couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, he immediately looked at He Yun and asked, "What!" Xiaohe, you said that you wrote another book and sent it to "Contemporary" literature? Have you even passed their review? Why didn't you tell me about this before? ”

"Didn't I say that? Maybe I forgot, Director Li, I'm sorry, I should have been busy at the time, this ...... I remember that it was June and July, and you and Dean Yu came to the dormitory to inform me that I had been shortlisted for the Hunan Youth Literature Award, and I remember that I was writing this at that time. ”

Speaking of this, He Yun looked at Deputy Director Wu, who was standing beside Director Li, as well as Qin Meng and Liu Lin, and continued.

"This is based on real people and real deeds, and not long ago, I received a letter from the literary magazine "Contemporary". At that time, I seemed to have sent a manuscript to Furong magazine, but for some reason there is no news yet, and they have neither rejected the manuscript nor written to me to say that the manuscript has been ......approved. ”

"Uh......"

When He Yun finished saying this, at this moment, the few people present didn't know what to say.

He Yun is simply hanging up, it's really amazing!

What kind of magazine is "Contemporary" literature, they know it, it is already great that others can publish an article on it, and you actually say that you submitted "Furong" magazine, but they didn't reply to you.

You're ......

"That's right! I almost forgot, just a few days ago, I wrote a science fiction book and sent it to the magazine "Science Fiction Literature and Art". I don't know if I can ......."

Just as Director Li and the others were looking at He Yun in amazement, He Yun suddenly slapped his forehead and said another "explosive" news.

At this moment, several people present almost turned around and left.

He Yun's three consecutive attacks made them dare not stay longer, they were afraid that if they stayed a little longer, He Yun would break out some unacceptable news.

Especially Qin Meng and Liu Lin, who are writers.

They all looked at He Yun, it was like looking at aliens, they couldn't imagine that a writer could be so "productive".

"Ahem...... What's wrong with you guys? At this time, looking at the people who were looking at him but didn't say a word, He Yun was confused.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing! I see the award ceremony is about to start, why don't we go to the venue first? Director Li looked at Qin Meng and the others at this time, said a word to Director Wu and Zhao Wenjun, and finally looked at He Yun.

"That's right! Let's get in! On the side, Director Wu couldn't help but echo.

"Okay, let's go in first, I think there are already quite a few people going in!" Zhao Wenjun glanced at He Yun at this time, and he couldn't help but propose that his heart was "hit".

Soon, everyone left the office and walked towards the venue at the end of the hallway.

At this moment, He Yun reacted, he touched the bridge of his nose, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly followed.

However, just as he was about to step into the venue, a hand suddenly put on his shoulder, which immediately startled him.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at the owner of the hand.

"Huh...... You're not that ...... The ...... at the train station Old people? ”

"Hahaha...... Right! I was the same person who met you at the train station that day, and then we took the train to Kyoto together. After saying this, Kang Xin looked at He Yun, smiled, and introduced himself: "My name is Kang Xin, hello!" Koga. ”

"Uh...... Do you know me? Did you recognize me then? He Yun suddenly thought of something, he glanced at Kang Xin, and immediately said.

"Hahaha, this ......"

"Lao Kang, come in, the award ceremony is about to start, why are you still standing there?" Just as the old man wanted to explain, suddenly, a person appeared at the door of the venue, and he urged Kang Xin.

"Here, Lao Xie! I'll be in right away! Kang Xin glanced at the person at the door, replied, and then said to He Yun: "Xiao He, I'll go in first!" ”

After speaking, Kangxin walked into the venue.

At this time, He Yun looked at the old man's back, but he was thoughtful.

"Who is this old man?"