At nine o'clock in the evening, the Yingxuetang Bookstore Centenary Outstanding Novel Award Award Ceremony started on time.
Two hosts, a man and a woman, stood under the spotlight and recalled the glorious history of Ying Xuetang Bookstore and the Centenary Outstanding Novel Award with great emotion.
The two-minute or so opening remarks were filled with long sentences, neat dialogues and a bit of rhyme. The host's solemn yet cordial voice echoed in the awards hall, creating a sense of ceremony that was unclear and solemn.
"Thank you to all the guests who took the time to be here tonight. Special thanks to Mr. Puxuan Depu from Thunder Bluff Qinggeng Peak, Mr. Zhu Yuanzhizhu, Mr. Du Gongtai Du, and others from..."
The number of guests at this award ceremony far exceeded previous ones. When Liang De finished his third fruit platter, the host finally thanked all the big names who needed to be mentioned and entered the main topic of the award ceremony.
"The first award given out today is the Popularity Award.
There is no nomination process for the Popularity Award, and no nomination process is required. Everything depends on sales volume.
This award-winning work has sold a total of 2.35 billion copies over the past 100 years, and the books stretch from end to end for nearly 50,000 kilometers.
50,000 kilometers is the farthest distance that an outstanding novel can travel within a hundred years. It is a journey that countless readers have completed together.
In this century, the most popular novels and novelists on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are "Assassination of the Leader of the FFF Regiment" and Mr. Tai Fengxian!
Congratulations to Teacher Tai Fengxian for winning the Best Popularity Award for Ying Xuetang’s Centenary Outstanding Novel for three consecutive years!
Next, please invite Mr. Liang De, Mr. Tai Fengxian’s assistant to collect the award, to accept the award and deliver an acceptance speech.”
A holographic projection of the hardcover version of "Assassination of the FFF Regiment Leader" appeared in the sky, and the words "Taifengxian" on the cover of the book shone like a bald head of extremely pure purity.
The host took the lead in applauding, and there was a wave of applause in the awards hall.
Shen Shiyu leaned forward to straighten Liang De's tie and whispered:
"Look at the letter and read it, don't look at anyone."
"I know even if you don't tell me."
Liang De stood up and walked forward expressionlessly, and took out the insulting letter written by Teacher Tai Fengxian while drunk and passionately from the inner pocket of his jacket like he was pulling out a gun in slow motion.
Zhu Yuanzhi, the Thunder Demon Sect in the front row, played with the jade beads in his palm and said to Du Gongtai:
"Isn't Senior Brother Tai coming?"
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"Junior Brother Tai, aren't you going to receive the award?"
In the Love of Beasts Bar, Pu Xuande sat on the sofa holding two female orcs with mohawks and very colorful makeup and hair. A sapphire whisk was inserted diagonally into the back collar of the Taoist robe, and there were five or six extra points on his thin face.
Lip prints of different colors.
Tai Feng first shook his bald head, which was brighter than a bar light bulb, and said:
"It's not interesting. I deserve it. With or without this award, I will be the most popular novelist in all circles on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, Kukaihara Kaihara. There is no doubt about it.
It would be more fun to drink with you here, senior brother."
Pu Xuande sniffed the hair of the female orc with a mohawk and said with a smile:
"I have invited many friends from all walks of life on both sides of the Taiwan Strait to support you this time, but you don't care at all. You only care about fame and fortune, and don't care about salary and benefits. This is the demeanor of a true celebrity.
I'm not as good as you."
"Haha, senior brother, you are going to cheer for your little brother named Lu Yan. He won the most valuable Best Story Award right away. I have been fighting for this award for thousands of years and have not won it.
You are worthy of being the Qing Emperor of Kaihara. He is powerful to Kukai, and his hands and eyes can reach the sky. Ying Xuetang Bookstore will also give you some face, no, not a few points, but a few points, it is amazing!"
Pu Xuande's expression remained unchanged after being exposed by Tai Feng. He smiled and picked up a glass of "green grasshopper" mixed with light cream, mint liqueur, and white cocoa liqueur.
"Lu Yan has just been promoted to Qingjie and his career path is narrow. I took this opportunity to help him knock on the door and open a path for him.
I originally thought, Junior Brother Tai, you would not care about these false reputations because you are so powerful in the world, but I didn’t expect you to be so obsessed with the Best Story Award.
Senior brother, I will punish myself with a drink and apologize to you."
Pu Xuande drank the "green grasshopper" from the conical cup, hugged the two orc oirans and approached Tai Fengxian and said:
"Junior brother Tai, the four friends of Thunder, are of the same spirit.
As a senior fellow in Yingxue Hall, I can be considered a bit of a loser. Since you want this Best Story Award, this award will definitely be yours next time. No one can take it away from you, I say so.
It’s okay if you want to be re-elected for a few more terms. Senior brother will definitely help you get things done despite his old face.”
"No need, if I want to use off-board moves, please ask Junior Brother Du to help me get this award, so why bother you, Senior Brother.
One day, I will use the light of the bright moon in my writing to dwarf those grains of rice and win the Ying Xuetang Best Story Award."
Tai Feng first asked the bartender to open a bottle of PepsiCo, then drank more than half of the bottle.
"Good ambition, junior brother, I wish you immediate success with this cup!"
Tai Feng first touched the bottle with Pu Xuande and said:
"Senior brother, you invited many friends to come to the award ceremony?"
"Yes, you know those fair-weather friends. Among them, there are only seven or eight who are high-ranking Qing Jie. The remaining dozen are all middle-ranking Qing Jie. They are ordinary and nothing."
Tai Fengxian showed a slightly weird smile on his face and said:
“It’s good to have as many friends as you can, and it will be lively when there are more people.”
"Hahahahaha, liveliness has its beauty, and two people drinking has its beauty. Junior brother, to be honest, drinking with you is much happier than with them."
"Senior brother, just be happy." Tai Feng first put his arm around Pu Xuande's right shoulder, "Senior brother and I will not return home until we are drunk tonight."
"Okay, I won't come back until I'm drunk!"
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Liang De stood on the stage and unfolded the white letter paper folded into a long strip.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, everyone. On behalf of Teacher Tai Fengxian, I would like to extend my warmest greetings to the members of the Yingxue Tang Literary Jury and all the distinguished guests attending the award ceremony tonight."
Liang De put down the letter and bowed to the guests in the audience, then picked up the letter again.
Lightning gleamed in Zhu Yuanzhi's eyes, and he could read all the densely packed words on the letter paper at a glance.
This handsome monk laughed silently after reading, and his eyebrows seemed like flowers blooming, making it difficult for people to take their eyes away.
"Junior Brother Du, Senior Brother Tai's words are too vicious. Aren't you afraid that this young man named Liang De will be kicked out by the people of Yingxue Hall?"
Zhu Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and stayed on Liang De for a moment.
"It turns out that I have half of Mr. Xie's ten thousand bookmarks hidden in my nature. The people in Yingxue Hall are determined not to touch him. They can only sit obediently in the audience and get scolded. Senior Brother Tai is really good at calculating.
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Du Gongtai lowered his head to admire the magnificent landscape on the fan and said:
"Not only the people from Yingxue Hall, no one can touch him tonight."
Liang De fixed every facial muscle and skin with the Golden Snake's hard and soft method, swallowed, and continued to read in a voice without any emotion:
"First of all, I would like to pay special greetings to the members of the Yingxue Tang Literary Jury Committee for a certain female immediate family member who no longer exists, because..."
Just as Liang De was about to continue reading Teacher Tai Fengxian's discussion of ethical issues that lasted thousands of words, suddenly a square-hole money with two wings was drilled out of the white letter paper in his hand.
The square-hole money flapped its small wings and flew around on the white letter paper, erasing cleanly the words written by Tai Fengxian like an eraser.
After the erasure was completed, the square hole money with two wings disappeared.
The white letter paper with no writing on it was spinning rapidly in Liang De's hands, like Indian flying pancakes on the fingertips of a chef, growing bigger and bigger.
Liang De's whole body was seized by an irresistible force. He couldn't move a single cell or make a single decibel of sound. He could only watch expressionlessly as the white letter paper turned into a huge screen.
"Because we will talk about it later, please enjoy a wonderful short video first."
Liang De heard such a sound coming from his own mouth.
The title of the short film flashed on the huge screen:
"Friends are the alias of Pu Xuande, the master of suffering, and the happy time of fair-weather friends and wives."