The autumn wind dyes November, the maple leaves turn red, and the crabs become fat.
The nominations for the Dream Pen Award are officially open to the public, and the voting process is open. In addition to the seven official awards, as one of the most well-known literary awards in the country, it has set up several useless awards in a friendly way.
For example, the most popular award, the most creative award, the best surprise award, etc. It is not a serious award, but it is more entertaining and has a lot of room for operation.
If an author's work is not very good, but he wants to get some popularity, then it is also a good choice for the brokerage company behind him to buy votes and vote for a surprise award.
Of course, the audience also knows that these awards are full of water content, and they are ridiculed every year.
Passerby 1: "What the hell are the works voted for this year's Creative Awards? I've never heard of them."
Passerby 2: "Love in Paris" is actually in the Welcome Award. It looks like it's a big failure."
Friendly reminder, "Love in Paris", Morning Star's opening work in 2021, tells the story of Versailles between a Chinese girl and a European nobleman. It was originally a work that competed with "Devil Doctor 2".
Passerby 3: "It's a mess. It's a trick to fool children."
Passerby 4: "The few short stories in the Surprise Award are okay."
A few days later.
Passerby N: "Fuck, vote fraud again, hundreds of thousands of votes, sales are less than 100,000, too much!"
But no one is paying attention anymore.
What everyone is seriously discussing is the nominations for the six major awards. The works that were selected for the Dream Pen Award must be excellent this year, and each of them has its own loyal fans.
Romance novels are the most fiercely criticized. The two most fiercely criticized books are romance novels and BL novels.
Readers of romance novels said: "I have never seen such explicit descriptions of XX, more carnal desires than love, it is a joke to win a romance award!"
Readers of BL novels said: "Love has no gender distinction. If works about same-sex love can win awards, it will have great significance for promoting gender equality and free marriage!"
Readers of romance novels retorted: "Is it interesting to elevate the theme? Works should be based on facts, otherwise everyone will write from a political standpoint in the future."
BL novels disagreed: "What you like is just the ordinary love between a man and a woman, which is neither special nor unforgettable, and has no meaning at all."
The criticism was very lively.
Similarly, the two most popular works in the history category are one about the Song Dynasty and one about the Ming Dynasty.
Song fans: "There is no China after Yashan."
Ming fans: "The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged."
Song fans: "The eunuch party destroyed the country."
Ming fans: "The emperor guards the country's borders, and the king dies for the country!"
Passersby: "What would happen if Chongzhen and Song Huizong were to travel back in time?"
In between are Qing fans: "I really want to live another 500 years!"
So everyone shares a common hatred of the enemy: "Don't rebel if you travel back in time with the Qing Dynasty..."
In comparison, the suspense category is very mild.
A: "Rose Gold is a very good seller, but the suspense and reasoning are not strong, right? There are more adventure elements."
B: "Who said that? The code of the treasure and the reasoning of the final case are very typical."
C: "Rose Gold is actually not bad in the next door romance category..."
D: "I am still depressed about the death of the killer, sob"
E: "Why didn't "The Devil Doctor" make the list???"
F: "A passerby upstairs? Dream Pen is one author and one work, and it cannot be nominated more than once."
The lively debate is coming to the November awards ceremony.
According to tradition, the whole process is live broadcast, and the ratings are always good - there is nothing good about the writers receiving awards, but the organizers will invite stars to perform.
This is an alternative evening show.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Jian Jing got up, went to the beauty salon to do her hair, asked the makeup artist to do her makeup, and changed into a dress. The whole process took about five or six hours.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Kang Mucheng arranged his work, left work early, and went to the beauty salon to pick her up.
He was a little shocked.
Under the soft light, her carefully cared-for skin was white and smooth, with a natural luster. The snow-white gauze feathers lightly wrapped around her youthful body, her back was straight, her shoulders were relaxed, and her even bones and flesh supported the long skirt, which was slender and strong, light and agile, which reminded people of the description of "wasp waist, ape arms, crane posture and mantis shape".
However, her wrists and neck were a little bare, and the pearl headband in her hair was not delicate enough. It was immediately eclipsed by the skirt.
"Boss Kang." Jian Jing turned around and smiled, "You came to pick me up."
Kang Mucheng paused slightly, as if he felt something was wrong with her, but then he thought that today was her first time to attend the awards ceremony, so she was inevitably a little nervous, so it was better not to say it.
He pretended not to know and smiled, "I came just in time, here you go." He opened the small safe he brought with him and took out a set of diamond necklaces, "Don't worry, it's not a gift for you, my mother said to lend it to you for a day."
The cut diamonds were illuminated by the afterglow of the sunset, filling the room with brilliance, almost overshadowing the beauty.
The makeup artist spoke out everyone's thoughts: "This is so beautiful, Miss Jane, please put it on."
"It's too heavy." Jane Jing waved her hands and smiled, "Spare my neck."
Kang Mucheng said, "It won't look good if it's empty."
"I've prepared something else." She took out a choker necklace from the acrylic box next to her. It was made of white velvet, bright red roses, and decorated with a few crystals. "I asked someone to make it for me. Isn't it beautiful?"
It looks good, but the craftsmanship is average. But the roses are real flowers that were airlifted in this morning. They are in bud and are better than any dead things.
Kang Mucheng reminded her: "You can't control the situation."
"It's not like we're competing to see who's richer." She smiled, "Be low-key and don't steal the limelight from the stars."
Kang Mucheng didn't force it: "No one can steal your limelight today."
He hit the nail on the head.
The award ceremony started at 7 o'clock, and there was an hour of red carpet time. The earlier you are, the lower your status is, and the later you are, the more important you are.
Jin Wu rented a luxury car early, and each author was assigned one, so that everyone would not be laughed at in a suit and dress.
Since Jian Jing was with Kang Mucheng, she saved herself the trouble and had dinner first.
She ordered takeout.
The designer was frightened by her and reminded her in French from time to time: "Dear, be careful that your skirt is out of shape. Can we just have a couple of bites of salad?"
Jian Jing: "Je ne peux pas (No)."
Designer: "..."
She ate pizza and fried chicken, and took away half a cup of coffee.
After eating, she put on makeup and set off.
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Jiahui had no classes in the evening, so she had nothing to do, so she watched the Dream Pen Award ceremony with her roommate.
The two girls chatted and chatted very lively.
The roommate sighed: "In recent years, the literature awards have become more and more lucrative, more lively than the film awards, and there are so many stars."
"For the film awards, only the nominated stars can go, but the literature awards are different, they can invite whoever they want." Jiahui ate potato chips and said vaguely, "The big stars are the guests and present the awards, while the smaller stars perform on the show. It's very reasonable."
The roommate agreed: "I wonder who will be here this year. Hey, isn't this Cai Tong'er?"
On the screen, Cai Tong'er, dressed in a small dress, stood on the red carpet, looking forward to the glory.
The host asked, "How do you feel about participating in the Dream Pen Award today?"
Cai Tong'er replied, "I am so honored. I met the writer I particularly liked when I was a child."
Her roommate sneered, "She is just pretending. How many books has she read? It must not be elementary school textbooks."
Jiahui laughed.
After a few celebrities passed by, it was the turn of each author to take the stage. They were all new faces, so the host had to introduce them one by one and read out their representative works so that everyone knew who was who.
The two girls were surprised.
"Ah, this is XX. I really like his food articles. I thought he was fat, but he is so thin? But it's not sudden to be bald at all."
"So this is XXX, eh... he is indeed a greasy stud."
"Oh, so handsome, is that his girlfriend next to him? No wonder the love scenes are so sweet."
"The lady is so elegant, who is she? XXX, hey, I like her poetry collection very much, do you want to read it?"
Then there was a wave of idols who were very popular this year.
The host asked: "Which work do you support?"
The idols answered: "Spring Stamens, the story is very good, the text is very beautiful."
The surroundings were quiet.
The screen was ruthlessly covered with bullet screens:
Bullet screen 1: Spring luxuriance, right?
Bullet screen 2: Oh my god, this is a magical realist novel
Bullet screen 3: And it is particularly depressing, and the writing style is also weird, very difficult to understand
Bullet screen 4: Who can explain what this is?
Bullet screen 5: The domestic version of One Hundred Years of Solitude
...
The host fooled around without changing his expression.
The writers who came on stage next were already famous, and the audience could recognize them without the host's reminder. For example, the series of romance writers of Morning Star, although their looks were different, they were all beautiful and radiant.
My roommate said: "I found that the looks of romance novelists are the highest."
Jiahui disagreed: "That's because our teacher Jian hasn't come on stage yet!"
Yes, Jian Jing single-handedly supported the looks of suspense novelists.
When she arrived, it was already 7:50. This time was reserved for the bosses of major publishing houses. Other writers had already gone in and taken their seats.
Kang Mucheng had always favored her and took her to the front.
The intersecting flash lights almost blinded her eyes.
There were many media on both sides of the red carpet. In addition to comprehensive media, many entertainment media also rushed to join in the fun because of the celebrities coming and going. There were long guns, short guns, mobile phone tripods, and colorful microphones. It was
lively, very lively.
Jian Jing held Kang Mucheng's arm, slowly passing through the intersecting flashes of light and shadow, standing and smiling from time to time, and responding to the demanding camera with the most beautiful posture.
She indeed performed very perfectly.
On the live broadcast website, the colorful bullet screen was like a highway at rush hour, densely jammed.
"My wife, my wife! I declare that Teacher Jian is my wife from now on!"
"We have obtained the marriage certificate, thank you everyone!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh, help! Writers are stealing celebrities' jobs!!"
"The angle at which she lowered her head looks like Akina Nakamori! She has such a unique temperament!"
"The vice president of Jinwu is so handsome, and he is a perfect match for Teacher Jian! There is nothing wrong with this couple attending the film festival!"
"The overbearing president and his little princess, I can think of 10,000 words in my mind!"
"WTF TF TF TF! The new haute couture dresses for this fall! "
"I went to Paris with my rich and beautiful girlfriend last month, and I heard about this show, it's so popular!"
"Is it that wedding dress? I've seen the video, it's super beautiful!"
"Celebrities, please revise your press releases and stop bragging about the dresses."
"They are all borrowed, who is more noble than who?"
"Borrow your ass, this dress is so close fitting, it must be custom made."
"Excuse me, is this a star? That's so exaggerated."
"Wake up, fans, she is the star today."
...
In the dormitory, Jiahui asked her roommate: "Do you think that Teacher Jian wearing this dress and walking on the red carpet with her boss looks like a wedding ceremony?"
Roommate: "I also want to have a father like this!!"
Jiahui: "...Now that you say that, it seems something is wrong?"
The two looked at each other and hurried to see the host at the end of the red carpet.
The host also laughed: "Wow, Teacher Jian looks so beautiful today. When she walked towards me, my heart beat so fast. She felt like a groom in a church."
Kang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.
"Really?" Jian Jing smiled, her face radiant and looking much more beautiful than usual, like a rose blooming in the camera, "I must look like a bride today."