Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 176 Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award

Before Zhang Zhong started uploading "Xu Sanguan's Tale of Selling Blood", he suddenly received a piece of news - he had won an award.

This time he won no detective fiction award.

The Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award will select one work among the works published last year in March every year, so as to commend the innovative masterpieces of popular literature writers who are active in the front line of creation.

This award was established by Huaxia Youth Daily in 2011 to commemorate the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the newspaper. As of this year, Zhang Zhong's work happens to be the tenth award-winning work.

The award-winning works are generally the best-selling works of the previous year. Of course, the criteria for judging the award is by no means as simple as sales volume, otherwise this award would not have been awarded to "Jieyou Grocery Store".

If you think it is an unimportant award when you hear that the award has only been around for ten years, you would be wrong.

Although it has only been held for ten sessions, the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award has become the most important popular literature award in China since it was first held.

After all, although there are so many awards that focus on popular literature, they are generally not well-known, and the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award founded by Huaxia Youth Daily is not comparable to other awards at the beginning.

The most important thing is that the bonus of this award is as high as 300 million.

Sometimes, the prize money of a literary award is also an important criterion for measuring the weight of an award.

However, because the bonus was too high, many writers complained.

The Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award has been awarded nine times in a row before, and the winning works of each session are the top few popular works on the best-selling list.

Since it is a popular work, the royalties alone earn far more than 300 million, so these 300 million are not too much for these writers.

Those writers who complain hope that the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award will pay more attention to other things, and try to award the awards to writers who need help, so as to encourage creation.

In other words, they felt that the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award would best help poor writers like them.

Of course, the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Awards didn't pay any attention to these people at all.

It must be a good thing for Zhang Zhong to win this award, but he now faces a choice.

Although this award only awards one award, as the highest award in Chinese popular literature, the organizer Huaxia Youth Daily will still hold an award ceremony, an award ceremony specially held for one person.

Since there was an award ceremony, he, the winner, had to go to accept the award.

The awarding place is in Yanjing.

Zhang Zhong has received the invitation letter, and he needs to make a decision.

Then he thought about it carefully. The Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award was actually a good opportunity for him to meet the public.

Before, he was planning to ask Surging Literature to help organize a meeting, but now it seems that as long as he goes to attend the ceremony, the meeting can be saved.

So he finally made a decision to go to Yanjing next weekend to get the award back.

……

Zhang Zhong sat on the deck chair and looked at the small tree swaying in the wind opposite him. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the tree, making the shadow of the small tree very long.

On the reclining chair next to her, Peng Peng curled up in the reclining chair with a blanket in her arms, the afterglow of the setting sun danced and danced between her eyelashes.

Pengpeng is probably having a sweet dream. The smile on her face is brighter than the sun in the west. When she smiles, there will be a small dimple on the left side of her face. It was not so obvious before, but now this dimple is gradually forming. Just look at her and smile and you can see it.

Today is Sunday, Peng Peng's classmates played at his house for a long time, and they didn't go home until the evening when they were about to eat.

Pengpeng played for a long time by himself, and helped manage a bunch of children. Now he is also tired, so he fell into a deep sleep at the moment.

But Zhang Zhong still decided to wake her up cruelly, because he knew that if she was allowed to sleep like this, he would be the one who suffered that night.

When she recovers enough energy, she will immediately turn back into that little pan running around the room.

"Pengpeng, Pengpeng, get up."

Hearing his father's voice vaguely, the sleeping Pengpeng frowned, then raised his hand and rubbed his nose, turned over and did not wake up.

Zhang Zhong had no choice but to hold her in his arms, and then whispered in her ear, "Peng Peng, wake up, Dad wants to take you to eat Yanjing roast duck!"

"Yanjing Roast Duck?" Peng Peng muttered before opening his eyes.

Zhang Chong was overjoyed, as expected, this trick has tried all kinds of tricks.

……

When eating in the evening, Peng Peng looked around the table and pouted in disappointment, "Dad, there is no roast duck."

Hu Huifang asked curiously while holding the rice bowl, "What Yanjing Roast Duck?"

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "I told her to take her to eat Yanjing Roast Duck, Pengpeng, our Yanjing Roast Duck here is not good, I will take you to Yanjing Roast Duck next week, okay?"

"Father, is Yanjing the one with the Forbidden City?"

"Well, Yanjing not only has the Forbidden City, but also many other things, such as the Great Wall, Tiananmen Square, and many alleys."

"Yeah, I also know that there is Yenching University. Our teacher said, let us go to Yenching University in the future."

Zhang Zhong looked at Pengpeng with a smile. She is still in kindergarten. She may have heard the teacher talk about Yenching University, but she probably doesn't have a specific impression of Yenching University yet.

Hu Huifang also laughed, "Okay, Pengpeng will go to Yenching University in the future. Your father didn't get into it back then, so you have to live up to it."

Pengpeng nodded fiercely while holding the bowl, "Grandma, don't worry, I will work hard."

Zhang Zhong listened to his grandmother and grandson discussing the matter of going to college, and smiled without saying a word. In fact, in Huaxia, if he picked up a child on the road and asked him what university he wanted to go to, he would basically say Yenching University.

In fact, most primary school students only know Yenching University.

After eating, Hu Huifang asked Zhang Zhong, "Chongzi, are you really going to take Pengpeng to Yanjing next weekend?"

Zhang nodded: "Well, are you and Dad free? If you are free, let's go together."

"I'm free, your dad... did you have anything to do in the past? Are you really going to take her to eat Yanjing roast duck?"

"Well, the main purpose is to eat roast duck, and the secondary purpose is to receive an award."

"Award? What award?"

"Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award, Mom, have you heard of it?"

Hu Huifang was surprised and delighted, "How could I have never heard of this, this year's Youth Literature and Art Award came out? Which book is it?"

Zhang Zhong laughed and said, "It is said that it will be announced tomorrow, but the invitation letter has already been sent to me, and I will go to receive the award next weekend. The winner is "Jieyou Grocery Store"."

Hu Huifang had such an expression, "I knew it was this book. The Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Awards never awarded the award to detective novels. In fact, I was thinking about it some time ago. The top [-] best-sellers last year There are not many special books in the title, and "Jieyou Grocery Store" was originally the most hopeful."

Zhang Zhong was a little surprised, "Mom, are you still paying attention to these?"

"I didn't pay attention before, but now my son is a great writer, how can I not pay attention?"

　Thank you [Infinite Menglong Orpheus] for the 100 rewards
　　Thank you for your constant care
　　
　
(End of this chapter)