When Zhang Zhong woke up, the window was covered in silver again.
But it was obvious that he got up relatively late, because the white ground was already criss-crossed with pedestrian footprints, and Peng Peng was playing in the snow outside with her small shovel.
She didn't call out to him, which surprised Zhang Zhong. Usually, when Pengpeng wanted to play in the snow, she would call him out immediately.
Zhang Zhong got up from the bed, opened the glass door of the balcony, stood on the balcony and stretched his neck and shouted to his daughter, "Pengpeng, why are you playing here alone?"
Pengpeng had just made a big snowball, and her little face was red, which was particularly obvious in the heavy snow.
She raised her head and said with a smile, "Grandma told me not to disturb daddy when he's sleeping."
Well, my daughter is very well-behaved.
"Then can you build a snowman yourself?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"I'm afraid it won't work." Pengpeng waved the shovel timidly, "I'm so tired."
Zhang Zhong laughed, "Then just wait a moment, Dad, and I'll go help you right away."
"Yeah, I'll wait for you."
After finishing speaking, Pengpeng threw away the shovel in his hand and sat down against the snowdrift.
She was wearing waterproof clothes, so sitting on the snow was not a problem. Zhang Zhong ignored her. After getting up to wash up, he was stopped by his mother as soon as he left the room.
"Eat some glutinous rice balls."
Zhang Zhong didn't like eating glutinous rice balls, but he still took the bowl.
The glutinous rice balls we eat now are all bought in the supermarket, unlike when he was a child, the glutinous rice balls were all hand-kneaded, and when he was a child, adults would put money in the glutinous rice balls.
At the beginning, put some coins of a few cents, and later put the most coins.
Because there are coins in it, you have to be careful when eating it, not because you are afraid that the glutinous rice balls will be too hot, but because you are afraid of accidentally eating the coins and stubbing your teeth.
But everyone still hopes to get coins. Although the money is not much, it represents a kind of luck. If anyone can get coins, it means that the year will go smoothly.
After eating some glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds, Zhang Zhong went out to help Peng Peng build a snowman.
Pengpeng's ambitions are getting bigger and bigger now. She is no longer satisfied with building round snowmen, but also wants to build some strange-shaped things.
At first she said she wanted to make a pony, and it couldn't be too small, and she wanted to ride on it.
Zhang Zhong felt that the difficulty was too high. Let alone whether the two of them could pile up a horse. Even if they piled up, they probably wouldn't be able to carry Peng Peng.
After thinking about it, Zhang Zhong and Peng Peng discussed whether they could build a giant panda.
Pengpeng refused at first because she wanted to build a mount that she could ride on.
After some deception by Zhang Zhong, Pengpeng finally agreed.
"In fact, giant pandas are very ferocious beasts. They were mythical beasts in ancient times. During wars, they served as mounts and were invincible..."
Pengpeng quickly accepted the setting that giant pandas can be used as mounts.
Relatively speaking, the difficulty of stacking giant pandas is much lower, and the bottom of the giant panda is stable. As long as the stack is larger, Peng Peng should have no problem sitting on it.
Finally, with the combined efforts of father and daughter, a "giant panda" was piled up.
It looks quite similar, mainly because Zhang Zhong made two pieces of black paper and pasted them on the eyes of the "giant panda", which makes the features look very obvious.
If the two pieces of paper were not attached, it would look more like a polar bear.
"Dad, can we build another big horse in the afternoon?" Pengpeng said suddenly while riding on the "giant panda".
"Why, are giant pandas bad?"
"No, the giant panda is my mount. Dad, you must have a mount. Otherwise, if we fight, you won't be able to defeat me."
"Then I'll also build a giant panda."
"No, the giant panda is mine. Dad, you want to make another one."
"All right……"
In the afternoon, Zhang Chong piled a turtle.
"Yeah, yeah, Zhang Pengpeng, this is my divine beast, Baxia, do you dare to fight me!"
…
After playing in the snow with my daughter for most of the day, Zhang Zhong felt that his muscles and bones were much more active.
He had also sweated a lot and was now completely dry. He was going to take a bath. As soon as he found his clothes and before entering the bathroom, Chen Qing's phone call came.
"Happy New Year, boss."
On the other end of the phone, Chen Qing said with a smile.
"Happy New Year, are you calling now because of official business?"
"Of course, the World Science Fiction Association contacted the company and probably sent you an email as well."
"What email? I haven't checked my mailbox in the past two days."
"For nominations, the Hugo Award nomination stage has begun. Major members can nominate five works, and you need to submit them yourself."
Zhang Zhong remembered that the selection of the Hugo Award is like this, and it is more complicated than the Nebula Award.
The Hugo Award is a self-recommendation system. Only major members of the World Science Fiction Association are eligible to submit up to five works for award selection.
In order to be able to nominate this year, Zhang Zhong had registered as a major member of the World Science Fiction Association last year.
Being a senior member of the World Science Fiction Association is not a big deal. You only need to pay more than 100 Chinese coins to become a senior member. Therefore, there are many senior members of the World Science Fiction Association.
Of course, major members not only have the right to submit works for award selection, but are also eligible to participate in voting, which means that the final winning work is decided by major members.
There are good and bad aspects to this award system.
The good thing is that the works have been selected by everyone, and the final winning work will be the one that most people like.
But everyone has a bias, and this bias is not just a preference for the type of work, but also many external factors.
Although there are many major members, most of them are from English-speaking countries, and they may not be able to tolerate a novel in another language winning an award.
Moreover, there is still a possibility of cheating on votes in this awarding method. After all, the threshold for major members is low, and you only need a few dozen dollars to participate in voting.
Anyone who is interested can register a new member and use the method of brushing votes to control the final winning works.
Since the Hugo Awards have been given out for so many years, there must be people cheating on their votes, but generally no one dares to blatantly do so. After all, it is not difficult to investigate such things.
"There is nothing to choose from among the works we recommend, it's just a few books anyway," Chen Qing said.
"Yeah." Zhang Zhong nodded and allowed to recommend five books, which is completely enough.
"But boss, you have to be careful. Although there was no movement from the Science Fiction Association of America last year, they might take action on the Hugo Awards this year. After all, the Hugo Awards are their territory, and we can't please them."
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Compared to the Nebula Award, I'm not too worried about the Hugo Award."
He is really not worried. The Hugo Award has always been a highly commercial award, and generally the winning works are relatively best-selling books.
If we were to say whose science fiction works were the best-sellers last year, I’m afraid no one could name the second one.
Although the Hugo Award can be redeemed, Zhang Zhong believes that the World Science Fiction Association will not let this happen.
Chapter completed!