As a literary youth, he naturally knew the weight of "Time Literature". Anyone who could publish articles on it could be called a writer.

Liu Lijian nodded and said, "That's right, it's "Time Literature". I didn't know about this magazine before, so I specially checked it. It's a national-level literary magazine..."

He thought Zhao Qiran didn't know "Time Literature" and introduced it with great enthusiasm. However, Zhao Qiran actually knew better than him, but he did not interrupt him and directly looked through the magazines at hand. Sure enough, there was a content introducing Li Xiang's novel.

hiss--

He saw the comments that Li Xiang might have won the award for it, and the Literature Award!

Who is so proud of this? This is for Li Xiang to attract evil! Zhao Qiran looked up angrily and found the author under the title. Emmmm~ It turned out to be a great writer he knew.

Zhao Qiran held back his words. This great writer was very rigorous in his understanding. If he upholds this view, then Li Xiang could really win the award? Literature Award?

He carefully read the content of the interview from beginning to end, and then asked Liu Lijian: "Can you still find the magazines you mentioned just now? I want to take a look."

"Okay, I'll look for it." Liu Lijian replied.

Zhao Qiran nodded silently, handed over the United Life Weekly to him, then turned off the wall lights in the car and said, "I'll take a rest, call me when I'm here."

As the light went out, he fell into the darkness in the car, saying that he was resting for a while, but his eyes did not close, but instead opened his eyes in a daze.

The street light flashed through the car, and Liu Lijian took the opportunity to look at Zhao Qiran. He seemed to have his eyes open just now, but he did close at this moment. It was me who was confused, Liu Lijian thought.

Zhao Qiran, who closed his eyes and rested, had no sleepiness at all, and felt complicated in his heart. He was both happy for Li Xiang and very disappointed.
Chapter completed!