In the eyes of everyone, Li Xiang walked onto the stage and took a book of Jin Jian from Zhang Wu. Zhang Wu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Li Xiang, you are the youngest of us, the winner of the Purple Gold Literature Award, and have made history."

Li Xiang responded with a smile: "We made history together."

When Zhang Wu heard this, he was stunned, laughed, patted Li Xiang on the shoulder, and gave him the position in the center to Li Xiang.

Li Xiang held Jin Jian and stood on the stage and looked down, looking at him countless pairs of eyes. Seeing that he was about to speak, the theater became quiet, and the TV and the people in front of the computer also stopped talking and waited.

The twin sisters in the courtyard hugged each other and stared at the TV, wanting to hear what their elephant brother would say.

"Thanks to the organizers and judges of this year's awards for giving the great honor of contemporary literature to me and my "Little Prince" in an open and fair manner. I came with a learning attitude, but you gave me the honor to go on stage. Thank you very much. Thank you, my teacher Mr. Bai Su, and Chairman Deng Boxiao... Thank you for your encouragement to me. Huaxia Bookstore and Ding Ding Bookstore have worked hard for the publication of "Little Prince". Thank you very much here."

The bosses of Huaxia Bookstore and Dingding Bookstore in front of the TV were very happy to hear this.

"All these factors that make me grateful prove that writers of our era need to adhere to and persist in the qualities of local literature. Literature is not a wild fruit that can survive, but a spark passed down from generation to generation."

"In my not-so-long writing career, the literary elements related to "The Little Prince" always follow me. From the time I was 5 to 20, 15 years of accompanying became my feelings and complex. Thanks to the fleeting time for being so grand that I have enjoyed 15 years of luxury."

"My previous generation of writers put forward literary propositions for life, which still has profound significance to me today. Many people compare writing to marathons, which is a double torture of physical and mental strength. But for me, writing is storytelling, and writers are storytellers. This is happy and relaxing. Just like "The Little Prince", I don't even think it is creating. Every night, when I tell the little sisters at home about the next wonderful trip of the little prince, I am also enjoying it. Moreover, the children always burst out with all kinds of wonderful ideas during the listening process. They keep asking questions, which push me to further relax my thoughts and fantasize more boldly."

"My teacher keeps reminding me that I am still young, I cannot relax, and I cannot have the idea of ​​going to the end, because there are infinite possibilities in me. Please rest assured that I will cherish all kinds of assistance, listen to various voices, and always strive to write better. I will cherish the little imagination I have and the slightly different literary personality. In the future, I will show greater courage and make more efforts. Thank you everyone!"

In the courtyard, Shishi heard Li Xiang mention the twin little sister, and her face was full of surprise. She happily asked Xiaoyuan's mother if her brother was praising her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan said that he was praising her and Dou Dou.

Shishi said happily, I also praise pigeons.

Dou Dou shouted in confusion, "Why can't I understand? I don't understand a word?"

Immediately, the little rabbit sister got up from the sofa, rubbed her, rubbed her side, pulled her clothes, and smiled awkwardly: "Ho ho, girlfriend sister, the elephant is back home, don't sleep with him, okay? I want to sleep with him at night, I want to ask him what he said."

Huang Youyi's face turned red and she didn't dare to look around, but she also wanted to know if Xiang Xiaoyuan and Li Chao had noticed what Dou Dou said.

"Is that okay?" Dou Dou asked.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay." Huang Youyi said hurriedly.

Dou Dou then lay back happily and continued to lie down. He didn't want to go to TV anymore. He couldn't understand anyway. He lay in the arms of the elephant at night and asked the elephant to tell him about it. It was so good.

Unfortunately, Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly said, "You are going home to sleep tonight."

Dou Dou was startled, raised his little head and looked at Xiaoyuan's mother who was stabbing her feet. She felt that Xiaoyuan's mother was deliberately making trouble, and said angrily: "I want to sleep with the elephant!"

"You have to go back with me after watching TV."

"I don't!"

"You can't do it, you'll have to go shopping with me tomorrow morning."

"ah--"

Dou Dou held her little head in distress and went crazy. She was going to buy groceries. It’s not that she doesn’t like buying groceries. It’s actually quite fun and very lively. There are many people who like to have a lot of people, but when buying groceries, she has to get up early and she has no sleep, which makes her want to cry every time.

On TV, Li Xiang got off the stage and the ceremony continued. The next thing to be revealed is the novella of the Purple Gold Literature Award.

The guests invited to the stage reviewed the seven shortlisted works, namely:

"The Stars Fall into the Wind and Sand", diving north."

"Sad Records, Zhong Xiaoyang."

""Legend of Grudge", Lu Xihua."

"Love Life, Li Xiang."

"Crow Girl", Che Fanli."

"The Journey Following Him, Lun."

"The Old Man and the Sea", Li Xiang."

Li Xiang was shortlisted for two films alone, and there were whispering and talking in the theater hall. Many people thought that most of the award would fall into Li Xiang's arms. Among the three awards he was shortlisted for, the novella is the most certain, and it is recognized by everyone.

At home, Li Chao said: "This award should be Xiaoxiang's. He was shortlisted for two of the seven works."

Xiang Xiaoyuan said: "I think it should be "The Old Man and the Sea".

In the dormitory of Forestry University, Li Liming sat on the bed and shouted loudly: "I bet on a pack of spicy strips. This prize must be Li Xiang, who will bet on me?"

"Two packs."

"A bottle of virgin wine."

...

Seeing Gao Chong not speaking, he urged, "What about Gao Chong, what about you? Don't you like gambling the most?"

Gao Chong said lazily: "Do you know why I won nine out of ten bets? Because I never bet on games with a very low probability."

Just as the sound came from the TV.

"The winner is "The Old Man and the Sea", Li Xiang."

"As expected."

"No surprise."

"Everyone guessed it right."

"Does Li Xiang want to wrap the whole thing tonight?"

"Another one!"

"There is another Grand Slam."

Li Xiang, who had just stepped down, walked onto the stage again, and didn't know what to say. He didn't prepare a speech, but he wrote a speech. He had already talked about it all during the "Little Prince".

After standing still, he thought for a while and said in the eyes of the crowd: "At this moment, I am not only happy, but also warm and glorious. This award is an honor and a task. The predecessors left us a literary torch. The winners of decades are very similar to the torchbearer. I am honored to be one of them. The torchbearer wants to run, the flames must burn; the torch must be passed to the distance, high places, and to the future, and to convey a huge literary dream. This is of course a solemn and sacred work. Everything must start with words and words. Our efforts are to use our sacred Chinese characters to tell more exciting Chinese stories and serious stories that humans have not been told..."

"It's so profound." Li Liming in the dormitory scratched his head. Seeing that everyone was listening carefully and no one spoke, he couldn't help but say.

Cao Cangshu said: "That's because you are stupid. You told you to skip classes often. Now you can't even keep up with what Li Xiang said."

Li Liming was surprised: "I just said this, you will just ginseng rooster on me. I don't believe you will understand it."
Chapter completed!