Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 188 Award Speech
Zhang Zhong on the TV, of course, didn't know that his daughter was holding the TV and calling him in the hotel two kilometers away.

Zhang Zhong first waved to the camera with the red dot on, then waved to the reporters and the guests attending the ceremony, and then stepped onto the red carpet.

He is not a star on the red carpet, so naturally he doesn't need to pose for them to take pictures, and he doesn't need to answer reporters' questions, so although he walks slowly, he doesn't have much interaction with the reporters.His steps seemed to be measured, and the distance of each step was just right. It seemed that he didn't deliberately slow down, but his speed was just right.

Standing at the door, Wu Ke breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the problems he was worried about before would not happen again.

When Zhang Zhong finished the press area and stepped over the black pillar, the auditorium's broadcast suddenly rang.

"In the summer of 2019, a small grocery store was born. The fifth-grade vegetative man used his delicate brushstrokes to endow this grocery store with unparalleled power, and also found for us what was lost in the hearts of modern people. Family affection, love , family, dreams, and the future, in the entangled story, it brings us a delicate emotional experience."

When the last word sounded in the broadcast, Zhang Zhong stepped onto the stage with one foot.

Yu Dongyu had been standing on the stage for quite a while, when he saw Zhang Zhong coming up, he took the initiative to take two steps forward and shook hands with Zhang Zhong.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Yu Dongyu said with a smile while holding Zhang Zhong's hand.

"Thank you."

"I heard that you had dinner with Mr. Zhuang and the others last night?"

Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Yu Dongyu to say this at this time, but the two of them were far away from the microphone, and no one else could hear their conversation.

Zhang Zhong laughed, "Yes, Mr. Zhuang mentioned you last night."

Yu Dongyu smiled even wider, "I'm afraid there is nothing good to say, well, let me present you the award."

People in the audience could only see the two of them shaking hands for a long time, muttering and not knowing what to say.

Yu Dongyu, as the award presenter, especially for an award that had been announced long ago, did not have any speaking tasks, so he took the medal from the Miss Manners and handed it to Zhang Zhong, and then retreated to the back.

After Zhang Zhong received the medal, as soon as he walked in front of the microphone, there was a burst of applause in the auditorium.

After the applause faded away, Zhang Zhong said, "Good afternoon, everyone. I am a fifth-grade vegetative."

After he finished his first sentence, he paused for a moment to allow everyone to applaud. Others cooperated very well, and the applause rang out again.

Zhang Zhong waited until the applause stopped, and said:
"First of all, thank you for your applause. Secondly, I am very grateful to the 72 judges for their decision. For me personally, this decision will definitely become one of the best memories in the future. At this moment, I am not only happy, but also warm and honored. Huaxia The award set up by the Youth Daily is just like lighting a flaming torch. When the torch is passed to someone, the torchbearer must run and the flame will burn. The torch is passed to the distance, to the high place, to the future, and to pass a huge literary dream."

"Now that the torch is in my hands, I am delighted and proud, but I also feel that the burden on my shoulders is much heavier..."

Zhang Zhong has a very good memory. Although he brought up the manuscripts he wrote before, they were kept on the stage. He never read them. He had to memorize a nearly [-]-word acceptance speech. trend.

The audience in front of the TV were a little unbelievable when they saw him give a speech without script.

[There should be a teleprompter, otherwise can you speak so well? 】

[It's pretty good, but isn't it normal? Isn't it like this when watching TV. 】

[You have watched too many TV dramas, and the normal acceptance speech is not so long even if it is unscripted, and this guy looks like a regular speaker. 】

[Yes, I remember that when Cocklebur won the award, I still struggled to get a manuscript. Writers are good at writing, but they are generally not good at talking. 】

[But just because of his style, I believe he is a fifth-grade vegetable. 】

[Dare you still doubt his identity until now. 】

[No way, no matter how you look at it, you look like an actor. 】

……

At this time, Zhang Zhong’s award acceptance speech was at the final stage. Before he used a long length to say some nonsensical things, he finally changed the subject and said, “Many people feel strange about the pseudonym of the fifth-grade vegetative person. I see Readers have made a lot of guesses, but no one has dared to think about it. I was lying in a hospital bed for five years. During those five years, I seemed to have a long, long dream, just like Wang Zi'an, I have tasted all the bitterness and bitterness of other people's life for five years. I don't have any literary talent. on paper."

[Damn it, can a vegetable survive? 】

[It is certainly possible for a vegetative person to come back to life, but the possibility is relatively low. 】

[Didn't the vegetative person time travel? Isn't that how all online novels are written? 】

[Stupid, you know it's an online novel. 】

[That's right, I'm just being modest, so you take it seriously, are the netizens so naive this year? 】

[However, having experienced such a thing at such a young age, I am afraid it will have a great impact on his state of mind. 】

[That’s for sure. I have a relative who was in a coma for five days in the hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, it’s like a different person. He used to be a waste, but now he’s a scientist. 】

[I also have a classmate who fell ill in the third year of high school. After he recovered, he became a scumbag and became a bully. 】

【Well, I believe this, I have a friend who is also...】

[It's a pity that the first few don't write novels. 】

【Oh, by the way, who is Wang Zi'an he's talking about? 】

[It seems to be a person in Liaozhai. 】

[Nimma, can't you even understand the acceptance speech if you are uneducated? 】

[Don't talk about what's not there, I want to ask, has the vegetative person broken the record, and is he the youngest winner of the Huaxia Youth Literature and Art Award. 】

[It's hard to say, the youngest before was Tang Fengyang, who was 32 years old when he won the award. 】

[No matter how you look at it, the vegetative person is not 32 years old. 】

[It's really hard to say, maybe they are well maintained. 】

[That's right, didn't you hear that he had been lying in the hospital for five years? 】

[It's no big deal if it breaks, the art award is only ten years old. 】

[You can't say that, except for Tang Fengyang, everyone else only got it when they were 50 or [-] years old. 】

Just when netizens were speculating about Zhang Zhong's age, his acceptance speech was coming to an end.

"Finally, I would like to thank Huaxia Youth Daily again for giving me this award, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Dongyu and the host standing behind him.

(End of this chapter)