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Chapter 120 Angry

Of course Zhang Zhong had heard of the Chinese Detective Master Award. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Am I winning?"

"Not yet, this award will not be announced for some time, but we have got some inside information." Fang Xingkai said.

"What inside information?" Zhang Zhong asked.

"I heard that both of your works have been submitted, and the final award may be decided. I have high hopes this time, and at least I will win a newcomer award." Fang Xingkai actually didn't say a word after that. He felt that Zhang Zhong probably

I can only win the Newcomer Award, after all, this award is also based on seniority.

Zhang Zhong smiled. He thought that Guild Literature had gotten some reliable inside information, but it turned out that it was still so ambiguous.

Although he knew about the Chinese Detective Master Award, he did not know the specific selection rules and award time. If Fang Xingkai hadn't called him to tell him, he would not have thought that this award would be related to him.

After chatting with Fang Xingkai for a few words, Zhang Zhong called a car and drove back. On the way back, he turned on his mobile phone and inquired about the China Detective Master Award.

When he opened the search engine and entered the words "Chinese Detective Master Award", a group of news items came up.

"The fifth-grade vegetative person may become the biggest dark horse for this year's China Detective Master Award."

The bold and black news headlines were very eye-catching. Zhang Zhong clicked on them and after looking around, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

Just now, Fang Xingkai mysteriously told him some insider information, but he turned around and saw it on the hot search.

What was written in the news was basically the same as what Fang Xingkai just said.

I don’t know where this news came from, but the media seems to have known that Zhang Zhong’s two books have been submitted and entered the final process.

It stands to reason that usually the news will not be leaked out until the award-winning work is confirmed. The Chinese Detective Master Award is not a pheasant award, so there should not be such an oversight in confidentiality.

unless……

Zhang Zhong first thought of a possibility.

Unless the award has already been confirmed, this information is just deliberately released by the award committee to build momentum for the award.

Not only does a person need marketing, but as a novel award, it also needs operations.

Zhang Zhong has suddenly emerged recently, and he is a "traffic niche" in the novel world. As long as the news is related to him, there is no need to worry about losing popularity.

Perhaps this is the purpose of the China Detective Master Award, to create a wave of popularity.

Of course, this is only one possibility, and there is another possibility, that is, the news really leaked out.

Sometimes the truth is the simplest one. Zhang Zhong guessed wrong this time.



"Who leaked the news!"

In the office of the Dean of the School of Liberal Arts of Haidan University, Yu Zuoren was furious, and he slapped the solid wood desk all over the place.

Su Tao, the dean of the department who was standing next to him, also had a grimace on his face. If such a big thing happened, if someone didn't handle it well and a big pot fell down, even if Yu Zuoren was holding it up, he would still be stained.

of pot ashes.

Dean Yu, who is usually a mild-tempered person, can become so angry, which shows how outrageous things are.

The judging panel for the Chinese Detective Master Award is led by Haidan University and invites literary elites, most of whom are detective novelists.

The award panel, which has a total of twenty people, had repeatedly told them that it must be kept secret. Who knew that the award panel had just been disbanded yesterday, and today news about the awards was flying all over the sky.

Someone must have leaked the news, and it must be one of these twenty people.

Su Tao sighed, although he still didn't know who leaked the news and why he leaked the news, but the bustle in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. This person must have leaked the news for fame and fortune.

In order to avoid suspicion, the judges selected by the annual awards panel are writers who did not have works participating in the award selection that year.

However, this cannot completely prevent favoritism from happening. After all, the literary world is also a circle. After being around for a long time, there are many small circles, and there are writers who stick together in each small circle.

These judges more or less all know people whose works are included in the award selection list.

Su Tao knew this, and Yu Zuoren certainly knew it too, which is why he was so angry.

After all, as a scholar, he has no integrity at all and would do such a stupid thing. It is really sad!

"Sweep the floor politely!" Yu Zuoren couldn't help but slap the table hard again.

Su Tao half lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Yu Zuoren whose chest was rising and falling, thinking that this time Dean Yu would be very angry.

"Dean, should you call all the judges back and ask, maybe someone accidentally let it slip..."

"Did you let it slip? Are they three-year-old children? They can't control their mouths? No need to check, this matter is not obvious? Someone must have done it on purpose."

Yu Zuoren almost half-shouted this sentence, and then he felt a little better, loosened his collar, and leaned back.

This matter will definitely not be found out through an investigation. With such people, it is impossible to find out just by calling them over and asking.

The most important thing now is how to solve the problem when it happens.

After thinking for a long time, Yu Zuoren finally said, "Let's wait and see what happens. If someone really wants to cause trouble, there will definitely be follow-up actions. Just watch."

Su Tao nodded. All he could think about now was that he must not smash the cauldron down. Even if it did, Dean Yu must be able to withstand it.



On the first day, the Internet was relatively calm. Only Zhang Zhong's fans seemed to be celebrating the New Year and rushed to Zhang Zhong's Weibo and book review areas to congratulate him.

[Da Da Da deserves it! I wish Da Da Da won the Novel Award and the Newcomer Award in one fell swoop. 】

[No one has ever won two awards at the same time in the Chinese Detective Award, which is unprecedented.]

【There will definitely be no one to come after you!】

[Niubi, Niupi, I wonder if Mr. Da will show up during the award ceremony? I really want to see what Mr. Da looks like. 】

[Didn’t a photo appear last time? 】

【Do you believe that too? Young man.】

[However, I am uneducated, so I can make my way into the world with just one word. Damn it, you are a bullshit!]

[Less than half a year after his debut, he became the number one writer of detective novels in China, invincible.]

【Invincible, how lonely it is, there is no one who can fight.】



Zhang Zhong also saw all these comments. Although they were all congratulating him, he didn't even see a single sarcastic comment. Maybe there was one, and he was drowned in the congratulations.

But looking at these comments, Zhang Zhong had a vague premonition.

What exactly is going on this time? His thoughts have changed a bit. It seems that things are not that simple.

Although he still didn't know what would happen specifically, Zhang Zhong quickly posted a new update on Weiyu just to be on the safe side.

"Please don't pay attention to the gossipy news on the Internet. If you want to congratulate me, I welcome it, but please wait until everything has settled."

(PS: This book is basically confirmed to be on the shelves next Friday, because there is a shelf recommendation, and Fatty is here to implore everyone to support it.)


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