"I don't care who the best story award is for this time, but why should it be Lu Yan!
Are there any stories in those nonsense accounts he wrote? Damn it!"
Tai Fengxian was so angry that he spilled most of the wine in his glass, and his head turned red like an expanding red giant star.
"That's not to say. The travel notes written by Lu Yan over the past few hundred years are very popular among literary critics, and with Senior Brother Pu building momentum for him, it was expected that he would win the award.
Senior brother, just wait for the next one. Anyway, you don’t lack such an award. Besides, this year’s most popular award is still yours, so don’t be angry.”
Du Gongtai filled Tai Fengxian's glass of wine, smiled and patted him twice on the back, but Tai Fengxian's anger remained as high as the housing prices in first-tier cities.
"Last time Ying Xuetang's Best Story Award was awarded to Wang Lufei, I was convinced. Wang Lufei's "Infinite Group Portraits" really gave people a kaleidoscope-like reading experience. My works in the last thousand years are not as good as his, I think.
But this time I have been working hard for a hundred years to conceive and write the confident work "Assassination of the Leader of the FFF Regiment" in the best condition. Why do I do it?
Just for this opportunity, I want to compete in this year's award ceremony.
I don’t want to prove how great I am, I just want to tell everyone that I will definitely get what I deserve!
Who is Lu Yan?
In terms of cultivation, he entered Qing Jie not long ago.
In terms of achievements, he is an 18th-tier author, and he is not worthy of speaking in front of me in the Kukai literary and art circle!
Why does he have it? Tell me, why does he have it?!"
Du Gongtai shook his head and said: "Story is a matter of opinion and there is no objective standard. Senior Brother Pu has long promised to support Lu Yan and give him face in all aspects.
The award speeches for this year have already been written. Brother, please wait for the next Centenary Award.
When the time comes, tell Senior Brother Pu in advance and ask Thunder Supreme and Jie Yuan Qing Emperor to support you and ensure that nothing goes wrong."
“When do I need support from others to win an award for a novel I write?
He knows something about Pu Xuande, does he understand art? He only knows how to pick up girls!
He was the first one to talk about forming a band, and he was the first one to disband the band and grow his hair back. From the beginning to the end, he only regarded the band as a tool for him to attract girls.
If it weren’t for his wanton behavior, the most popular punk rock band by Kukai Kaihara would still be us Bald Four!”
Du Gongtai took a sip of wine, with a nostalgic look on his face, but still said:
"It all happened when I was young. Senior brother, why do you have to be so brooding about it? I've also grown my hair back, so do you want to break off our relationship with me now?
Senior Brother Pu is always the number one in Thunder Bluff, so just bear with it if you can."
"snort."
Tai Fengxian snorted coldly and turned to Liang De, who was silent and trying to pretend to be invisible.
"Ade, tell me, does my novel need to be out of luck to win the award?"
Liang De was holding the half-eaten sugar cane shrimp and froze there at a loss.
"Teacher Fengxian, I..."
Tai Feng first looked at Liang De's panicked watch and seemed to understand something. He said slowly:
"Ade, although I don't force employees to buy books written by me like some university teachers require students.
But the main job you do is to collect materials for me. You haven’t read my novels yet, right?”
The restaurant band played impromptu jazz, with the piano and saxophone at a distance, and the subtle melody was like dancing briskly on a tightrope.
Liang De looked at his boss's half-clear watch, his heart beating fast.
"Teacher Fengxian, as you know, I have been busy with work, so..."
"I know, I know, Ade, you are usually busy with work and practicing martial arts, so you don't have much time to study.
But this time you took a break from your busy schedule to visit the bookstore in Yingxuejieyuan. You carried so many bags, and you must have bought my books in them."
Tai Feng moved his fingers first, and the paper bag containing Liang De's books flew into the air.
Teacher Fengxian snapped his fingers, and the brown paper bags with the Ying Xuetang logo immediately turned into transparent bags, and you could clearly see what books were inside.
""Qingye Pediatric Society Parenting Encyclopedia", Ade, do you plan to get married and have children?"
"No, no, it's just personal interest, personal interest."
""Morning Picnic" is a good book, suitable for reading on a rainy day."
"The last book is... wow, it's "My Years as a Reincarnator in the Infinite System" by the famous novelist Wang Lufei!"
Tai Fengxian laughed so loudly, he held Liang De's shoulders and said:
"Ade, if I remember correctly, Wang Lufei's novels and mine are placed together in Yingxuetang Bookstore.
In the popular fiction section, my poster is the largest and my books are placed in the most eye-catching positions.
In this way, you won’t even buy my book, Ade, work aside, aren’t we friends? Are you more familiar with Wang Lufei? Don’t you even give me a friend’s support?”
Du Gongtai pulled Tai Fengxian's hand away and persuaded him with a glass of wine: "Brother, how many generations are there between you and them? It's normal for young people not to read your novels."
"You mean I'm behind the times?
I understand, how can such a shallow award as the Best Popularity Award be compared with the Best Story Award? It just means more sales and more prints. It smells like copper and is not elegant at all.
Ade, you think so too, right? You also think that I am just a high-selling kitsch novelist whose writings are so nutritious that I am not even worthy of carrying Wang Lufei's shoes, right?"
Before Liang De could answer, Tai Feng took out a withered yellow manuscript with dark energy from his arms.
"Buy the parenting encyclopedia that is of no use to you! Buy the second-rate works written by Wang Lufei! Just don't buy my novels!
Ade, you are very kind. I will write your name in the Bald Seven Arrows book right now!
This is a personal grudge, and it will be useless if you go to the Evil God's Familiar Guild!"
Liang De stood up quickly and said:
"Teacher Fengxian, don't be like this, don't be like this, Teacher Fengxian..."
Shen Shiyu covered his mouth and smiled.
Liang De glared at her: "I'm going bald and you're still laughing!"
"I don't care."
Shen Shiyu took out a copy of "The Hair in Your Heart Is Already Bald" from her paper bag, and condensed the mysterious energy of the fantasy sea into a pen.
"Teacher Fengxian, can you sign your name for me?"
Tai Fengxian's eyes lit up, he took back the Bald Seven Arrows book, took the book and signature pen from Shen Shiyu's hand, and marked Shen Shiyu's special signature.
"Stay away from the scumbag and keep your peach blossoms in full bloom.
"To judge the words of time."
He handed the book back to Shen Shiyu, gave Liang De a vicious look, and said:
"Xiao Shen, your taste is much higher than that of some people. You don't have to force yourself to be backward compatible. It's not worth it.
Let me share with you a little experience. When dating a man, a knowledgeable woman will talk to him about the novels he has read recently to see if he likes to read Wang Lufei or Tai Fengxian.
If you like to read Wang Lufei, it means that he is blind, naive and not suitable for long-term relationships. This has become a tacit understanding in our literary and art circles."
Shen Shiyu put the book back into the paper bag and said:
"I understand, Teacher Fengxian.
Some people are just blind, and I'm almost used to it."
Tai Feng sat back on his seat first and said loudly:
“Damn, the more I think about it, the angrier I get, I won’t go tomorrow!
Ade, you will accept the Popularity Award on my behalf tomorrow, and scold the judges and Lu Yan on the stage!
If you scold me as much as you want, I will reimburse you for your travel expenses back!"
"Teacher Fengxian, I have always been very elegant and easy-going. I don't like to curse people..."
"Um?"
Tai Feng first took out half of the Bald Seven Arrows Book from his arms.