The lottery for the annual meeting has continued, and this year's awards are more generous, but it can be seen that many people are not interested.

Wu Konghai, who was standing on the stage and drawing one prize after another, saw this scene, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Everyone looks like this, that is, it represents the highest prize of the year, which makes everyone very excited.

"There's not much I can do, I just hope that in the future, under the invasion of foreign culture, our traditional culture can be preserved a little more."

Wu Konghai whispered to himself, and then two more prizes were drawn, which were three times the year-end bonus crit, and half of the reimbursement from the company for the purchase of any car!

As the prizes became more and more abundant, and the time for the unveiling of the first prize was getting closer and closer, many people who had not yet come up with the content of the poem became even more anxious.

"Damn, I really can't think of it!"

"It's so hard, I don't have any ideas at all, I give up!"

"Alas, I have been betting on the question for a year, but I didn't expect the first prize to be so strange this year!"

"No one would have thought that during this year's New Year's period, the official would announce such a big event."

Even the people in the lyric department are thinking about it, they usually write lyrics for songs, and they have to touch much more text content than ordinary people.

But in the face of this strange topic, I have to feel scratching my ears and cheeks, and it is difficult to put pen to paper.

In the artist department, Dong Yue and Shu Ying sat at the same table, and the demeanor of the two divas was like the two brightest stars in the department, and the other artists were a little dull compared to them.

But at their table, Jian Ningshuang's sense of presence is not low at all, and the majesty she has accumulated on weekdays makes her, who is already good-looking, look even more cold and glamorous at the moment.

Today, Jian Ningshuang was wearing a tight black dress, and the stiletto heels under her feet reflected the light in the lobby.

As the saying goes, three women in one play, and such three women with beautiful crowns sitting at the same table, the smell of gunpowder is naturally not shallow.

Especially Dong Yue and Shu Ying, the two are more competitive on weekdays, and because of Shen Feng, Dong Yue faintly has the intention of pressuring Shu Ying, and she naturally looks a little too confident tonight.

"Hehe, I remember that at last year's annual meeting, Minister Jian said that Shen Feng is a person who can create miracles, I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect him to immediately write such an excellent poem as "Qingyu Eucalyptus Yuanxi".

"As a result, in the following year, it has been repeatedly proved that it is indeed a miracle to meet such a person!"

didn't say it explicitly, but Dong Yue naturally understood the unwillingness in Shu Ying's tone.

She pursed her mouth a little restrained, and said with a shallow smile: "I know Sister Shu Ying, you are in a hurry, but don't worry, maybe one day Brother Shen Feng will write you a few good songs to make you popular!"

Let me turn red? How dare you say, am I not at the point where I need to turn red?

Shu Ying was a little unhappy in her heart, but she would not turn her face at this time, but also responded with a stunning smile:

"Yes, Shen Feng's little brother may really be snatched away by me one day, I hope that Dong Yue will not be too reluctant when the time comes."

"And I'm sure that day won't be long."

As soon as these words came out, Dong Yue felt a little uneasy in her heart, and she began to murmur in her heart.

"What do you mean? Shu Ying's sassy hooves also hooked up with Shen Feng? It's obviously an old woman, and she's so shameless. ”

"No, whether I hook up or not, I have to be on guard."

Dong Yue's eyes had a dark flow of light, she was very afraid of this old opponent, and she really didn't want to be turned over by her one day.

Minister Jian, who was sitting between the two, had a pain in her head for no reason, and the two of them really had to fight whenever and wherever they wanted, which made her so uneasy.

"You two are almost done, today is the annual meeting, don't let others see the joke."

"I don't want to have such news in the newspaper tomorrow that the two divas of Xinghe are not compatible, so wait for the disclosure of the first-prize work."

No matter how you say it, Jian Ningshuang is the minister of the artist department, and her words are still so useful.

The two divas closed their mouths quite face-saving, and just looked at each other with a smile and a word.

In the eyes of other uninformed people, such a scene may mistakenly think that the two have a good relationship, and there is a feeling of deep sisterhood.

But in fact, there is a world of difference, obviously the acting skills of the two can be very popular in the entertainment industry, in the past, if there was any occasion that required them to attend together, the camera would shoot them every time, so that they appeared in the same frame, and the audience and fans would always misunderstand.

Although the two divas of Xinghe have more or less competition on weekdays, they actually have a good relationship in private.

What is the battle between the first sister of the galaxy, it is just the obsession of fans, it is nothing more than the company has also cooperated with some hype.

But the actual situation is only clear to a few people.

The lottery came to an end, and Wu Konghai on the stage finally announced the ownership of the last heavyweight prize.

Wu Konghai smiled and tapped his wrist, suggesting that time was running out for you, and you should hurry.

"That's it, I don't know if the chances are big!"

"My ancient poems are finished, whew! It's so hard! ”

One by one, my colleagues also sent their works to the company's internal mailbox like a whistle.

On the side of the word-filling department, several word-filling masters also began to conduct some superficial negotiations.

"Yan Xing, what is the theme of your work this time?"

"Yes, yes, are you sure? I wonder if I still have a chance! ”

The taciturn Yan Xing raised his head and did not answer, but looked in the direction where Shen Feng was.

This meaning is already obvious, what Yan Xing wants to express is that his opponent is only Shen Feng.

"So confident? It seems that Yan Xing is very confident this time! ”

"I'm so curious, will there be a dark horse this year that will suppress Yan Xing and Shen Feng together!"

"Hehe, if there is, then this person must be me!"

“...”

In the composition department, Shen Feng had already submitted his own work when more than half of the time had passed.

Not too fast, not very late. This posture put a lot of pressure on others, and even the ace composer Hu Qiulin spent the hour with a sad face.

"Shen Feng, how is the standard of your work this time? Can you show me first! ”

"I said Hu Qiulin, don't be ugly if you don't have confidence, what's wrong with giving people Shen Feng's softness!"

Syllable!

"Lao Ye, you have a lot of mouths, who said I have no confidence?"

Shen Feng was also helpless about the fight between the two, he did not answer Hu Qiulin's question, but showed a confident expression and looked at the center of the stage.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally it was time for the work to be revealed.

"Good! It's time! Submissions from now on will be invalidated! ”

An hour was fleeting, and Wu Konghai's tone was a little excited, curious about what excellent ancient poems would appear this year.

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