The forty-eighth chapter for the representative meeting
At the end of the award ceremony, all award-winning authors will take a group photo on stage, and Zhang Zhong is no exception.
To take a group photo, the first thing to do is to arrange the positions. There are a total of twenty-three people.
No one came to help line up, so the twenty-three of them had to find their own places.
At this time, you can see the different "aggressiveness" of different people.
Zhang Zhong is naturally the "go-with-the-flow" type. He takes the stage relatively slowly. Once he gets on stage, he stands wherever there is space. If someone squeezes him, he moves his position.
There is also the "escapist type", represented by Wen He, the winner of the novella award. As soon as this guy came up, he stood at the corner without moving. Someone invited him to the middle, but he was indifferent. It seemed that
It is the location of the corner that has been identified.
Zhang Zhong also noticed a "controlling type", which was a female writer. She smiled and arranged for everyone to occupy their seats, shouting about who should stand where, and who should stand where.
Of course, in addition to these types, there are also several "beach landing types" that are more conspicuous.
As soon as these people came up, they stood quietly in the middle. Once they reached the middle, they stopped moving and turned around to greet people.
The "control type" is fine if you encounter the other types, but it is easy to cause problems when encountering the "landing type".
Seeing Zhang Zhong and Wen He standing to the side, Lin Xiayin smiled and said to them, "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Wen, you two should stand in the middle."
Zhang Zhong smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay, I'll be fine just standing here."
"Just come here." Lin Xiayin walked up to Wang Feng and said, "Teacher Wang, do you think you can squeeze in a seat?"
The corner of Wang Feng's mouth twitched, thinking that Lin Xiayin had nothing to do with taking this photo, but he still said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, Zhang Zhong, come here, there is a place here."
He moved to the side and came out with a small space.
Zhang Zhong didn't want to go over, and was about to wave his hand to refuse, but Lin Xiayin went directly to pull him, "How could you not go in the middle? Let's go, don't be embarrassed."
Being dragged by Lin Xiayin like this, Zhang Zhong couldn't throw her arm away, so he could only run to the middle of a row and stand there.
Before this was over, Lin Xiayin went to drag over Wen He and the prose award winner Lu Yunzhou. Wen He stood in the middle, Zhang Zhong was on the left, and Lu Yunzhou was on the right. Their seats were arranged properly.
"Teacher Wang, please don't squeeze to the side. Aren't there just seats in the second row?"
Wang Feng went up to the second row again with a smile on his face, but he did not stop thinking about landing on the beach, so he climbed into the middle after getting into the second row.
After arranging the main characters, Lin Xiayin found a place to stand, and then the cameraman started taking pictures.
"Scream, smile, do it with me, one, two, three, eggplant..."
Wang Feng was looking for a spot and was focused on getting into the middle. But as soon as he got into the middle, he heard the photographer's words and quickly raised his head. But he didn't expect that the people standing in front of him were Zhang Zhong and Wen He, both of whom were very tall.
Wang Feng quickly stood up on tiptoes to reveal his head from their shoulders.
After the photographer finished taking the photo, he checked that everyone had arrived and stopped taking any more photos.
"Okay, okay, it's over."
Then, the formation that had just been formed immediately dispersed.
Wen and the others, who were originally far away, were pulled together by Lin Xiayin and had to talk.
Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "It takes ten minutes to queue and take photos in just a moment."
Lu Yunzhou curled his lips and smiled, "In these ten minutes, there is a lot of drama."
"Yeah, sometimes a small thing can cause some grudge or grudge." Wen He glanced in Lin Xiayin's direction.
That's right, with a character like Lin Xiayin's who likes to take matters into her own hands, it's absolutely normal for her to offend anyone.
Zhang Zhong, Wen He and the others do not hate Lin Xiayin because of this incident, but those few people who just wanted to stand in the C position probably have strong opinions on Lin Xiayin.
The photography of a literary award ceremony can also reflect the various aspects of society.
Wang Feng had indeed hated Lin Xiayin, and by the way, Zhang Zhong and the others also hated him.
After the award ceremony, Zhang Zhong and the others were not in a hurry to leave. Yang Fengxia and Li Hebin came over.
"Zhang Zhong, congratulations to you."
"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Zhong smiled and shook hands with Yang Fengxia and Li Hebin.
"Originally, a banquet was to be held after the award ceremony, but this year the association's funds are tight, so we have no choice but to cancel the banquet. I don't know if Zhang Zhong has time tomorrow. Let's have a casual dinner together. Mr. Zhuang and you guys will also
Come together." Yang Fengxia said.
Zhang Zhong didn't speak, but Zhuang Yu asked first, "Chairman Yang, I don't know if this meal is an invitation from the association or from you personally."
Li Hebin said, "This meal was neither invited by the association nor Chairman Yang. This meal was paid for by me personally."
"You must agree to that Zhang Zhong, Secretary Li can easily afford it." Zhuang Yu said with a smile.
Zhang Zhong said, "How can we let Secretary Li spend money? Let's do this. I have already agreed with Mr. Zhuang and the others that we want to have a meal together. Why don't we set the time for tomorrow? Secretary Li, Chairman Yang, if you don't mind, please invite me."
Come over too."
"This..." Yang Fengxia laughed, looked at Li Hebin and said, "Old Li, we came here to invite people to dinner, but we have become just a slut. Well, it's better to be respectful than to obey. Zhang Zhong, Lao Li and I
The two of you will definitely go to the appointment tomorrow."
After talking about dinner, Yang Fengxia and Li Hebin left.
After they left, Liu Yuan frowned, "Why did the two of them invite Zhang Zhong to dinner?"
Zhuang Yu shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, we are all here, so we will know when the time comes. I originally thought they were going to invite an award-winning author, but I didn't expect they were just looking for Zhang Zhong."
When Zhang Zhong proposed to be the host just now, he was also looking for news, that is, whether there is anyone else involved in this matter. Since Yang Fengxia and the others agreed, it should be a few of them, otherwise Yang Fengxia and the others would definitely bring it up.
Wang Yi said, "I guess it's because of Zhang Zhong's identity. Zhang Zhong, have you not joined the Chinese Writers Association?"
Zhang Dian nodded, and everyone else was stunned.
Liu Yuan smiled and said, "I forgot about this. How could I have thought that he hasn't joined the Chinese Writers Association yet."
Zhuang Yu also said, "Probably just for this reason."
Zhang Zhong was a little surprised, "Just for this? Just say no. It's not difficult to choose members of the Chinese Writers Association. I remember there are hundreds of new members every year."
"The hundreds of people may not be able to compete with you. The Writers' Representative Meeting will be held soon. I guess Yang Fengxia and the others suddenly discovered that you are not a member of the Writers' Association, so they are in such a hurry."