Despite all kinds of things that had happened in the past, Wang Zixu didn't have much ill feelings towards Diao Yiwen herself - of course, he didn't have any good feelings either.

But he knew that the power of jealousy would make a person full of malice, and this malice could distort everything. So when Diao Yiwen walked towards him, Wang Zixu gathered some energy to deal with it.

"I didn't expect you to be number one." Diao Yiwen said, "Did you really write your manuscript yourself?"

Wang Zixu was stunned and asked, "Did you write your manuscript yourself?"

Diao Yiwen froze.

Wang Zixu felt that her reaction was a little strange, and then said: "You are also engaged in literature, so you should know how impolite it is to ask this question. I refuse to answer this question. You can think whatever you like."

Diao Yiwen's eyes dimmed.

Lin Feng came from outside the door and said loudly: "Brother Wang, it's so hard to hide this from me. Your manuscript was obviously shortlisted, why didn't you tell me? Do you know how embarrassed I was on the stage just now?"

He always thought that the prince was in vain and was not shortlisted. He had comforted him before, but now in retrospect, his behavior turned out to be like a clown - the third prize comforted the first prize, don't be sad.

Wang Zixu patted him on the shoulder: "Sorry, I had no choice but to do it. My situation was a bit special, and I couldn't tell you the reason at the time."

Lin Feng's disappointed expression was clear: "Why can't I believe it?"

At this moment, Wang Zixu saw Zhang Qian's figure outside the door walking towards him, and his heart thumped. He turned around and said:

"My manuscript was not shortlisted because someone interfered in the preliminary round and kicked my manuscript out. In order to prevent that person from targeting me again, I did not publicize the fact that my manuscript was shortlisted again."

Lin Feng's expression became serious: "Have you reported this to the jury?"

Wang Zixu smiled bitterly: "The people who are targeting me are from the jury. Do you think it is useful for me to report to them?"

Zhang Qian walked in the door. She had heard the conversation between the two of them just now, and said with a bit of aggressiveness: "Zizixu, if you have any objections to the jury's evaluation results, you should report them through normal channels! You are obviously a shortlisted by us.

The dropped manuscript, you obtained the quota of invited manuscripts from NTU through your personal connections, and then re-submitted it, this is against the rules!"

Wang Zixu sneered: "If we follow the rules, should my manuscript be eliminated as soon as it is shortlisted?"

Zhang Qian raised her voice a little: "Then according to what you said, all the shortlisted and eliminated manuscripts feel that they should not be eliminated, and they all want to follow your example in finding connections. Then what kind of style will our writing become?"

Zhang Qian's voice was loud and clear, and many unrelated people were attracted to her attention and listened to the quarrel here.

Wang Zixu suddenly realized that he had fallen into Zhang Qian's trap. She repeatedly emphasized that she was "looking for connections" just to pin this crime on him.

To those who don't know the inside story, they will think that Wang Zixu's achievements were all obtained through finding connections.

After figuring this out, Wang Zixu was angry and couldn't help but want to sneer. After so many years, Zhang Qian's cleverness was still used in teasing people.

"Zhang Qian, what do you mean to say that Wang, the first place winner, came here because of connections? But you, a person who doesn't even know about the sworn relationship between the Taoyuan Three, killed my manuscript with one sentence. Is this a fair judgment?"

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Zhang Qian pointed her hand at Wang Zixu's face: "Don't slander me. Your manuscript was rejected by our preliminary review meeting. Why do you make it sound like I killed it alone? Do you have evidence?"

"Yes, I have!"

Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo held hands, walked in from the door, and said loudly: "Zixu and I went to see you, and you personally admitted that you were the one who killed his manuscript. You were his ex-girlfriend. After the breakup,

Holding a grudge and deliberately killing his manuscript by taking advantage of your position, not a word of what you say is credible."

Zhang Qian panicked. What was originally just a virtual confrontation with the prince turned into a group of people attacking her, loudly saying: "Who has a grudge? Chen Zhima rotten millet so many years ago, what do I have to him?"

Hateful? And you, Ning Caini, didn’t help him because you were in love with him. This time you are the judge. Who knows how many relationship points you gave your boyfriend? What qualifications do you have to criticize me? "

When Ning Chunyan heard this, his face turned red immediately and he started to stutter: "Who fell in love with him? Is this prince just having a wife? Don't spread rumors here, or I will sue you."

Malicious slander!”

"He has a wife?" Zhang Qian first had a puzzled expression on her face, and then sneered, "Then do you dare to swear that you didn't give him a high score in the final scoring stage?"

"I dare you! Anyway, I didn't give him the highest score in the audience. But do you dare to swear that you didn't cross the jury and kill his manuscript with your own hands?"

The content of the quarrel between the two turned more and more towards their private lives. Lin Feng looked helplessly at Wang Zixu, his eyes seeming to say, brother, your love life is exciting enough.

Wang Zixu feels very innocent. How wonderful is my love life? Why don’t I know it?

This is a government office, and the people present are either civil servants or prominent figures in the literary and art circles. At this time, because of the prince's private life, they all pricked up their ears and listened carefully. Diao Yiwen, Cui Xian, etc., who won the award, all had expressions on their faces.

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Wang Zixu realized that if this continued, his reputation would become more and more tarnished, and would gradually slide to the bottom. It might even affect his family life, and even damage Ning Chunyan's reputation. He quickly said:

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. Zhang Qian, I have no evidence that you were shortlisting my manuscript, and I don't plan to sue you. If you have any objections to me being shortlisted as a manuscript invited by NTU, you can

You can also appeal through legitimate channels instead of messing around here."

Zhang Qian was about to speak out against him, but then she thought, there are many people on the other side now, and the quarrel may not be able to win the upper hand. The leader is coming soon. If the quarrel continues, it may affect her image in the leader's heart. It is better to take a step back and settle the matter. Wait until

In the future, we will naturally find a group of people who are dissatisfied with Wang Zixu's award, and it will not be too late to denounce him at that time.

After Zhang Qian fell silent, Wang Zixu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere at the scene relaxed. Cui Xian, who knew nothing about it, grinned: "It seems that there is a lot of inside information in this selection! I thought the writer

As long as the article is well written, it will be fine.”

When Wang Zixu heard this, he felt a trace of bitterness in his heart. Didn't he think so before? Even now, he still thinks so. But why did he become the "insider" in other people's mouth?

At this moment, Chen Qingluo suddenly broke away from Ning Chunyan's arm and walked towards him.

Wang Zixu's heartbeat began to speed up.

Ever since Chen Qingluo entered the room just now, he had avoided eye contact with her. He was afraid that once he saw her eyes, he would behave inappropriately. But Chen Qingluo walked straight towards him with a clear goal, and finally stood in front of him, tall and tall.

Raised his fist high, and then...

"ha!"

Chen Qingluo's fist stabbed Wang Zixu directly in the heart.

She is only 1.6 meters tall, very thin, and has slender wrists. Her posture looks very serious, and from the look in her eyes, she is also very serious about giving the prince a punch, but the difference in height and weight between the two causes this

A serious punch is not serious, but more like "a small fist punching your chest."

However, her sudden punch still stunned everyone in the audience. Even Wang Zixu was stunned on the spot.

Chen Qingluo raised her eyes and looked at him: "Why are you shrinking?"

"I...I didn't?"

"You just shrink back, she has treated you like this, don't you even have a temper?"

"I..." Wang Zixu smiled bitterly at first, then put his expression away, "I can't do anything to her."

"Who said that?" Chen Qingluo said, "You can scold her."

"It's not good to curse people..."

Chen Qingluo shook her head greatly, as if she had heard a completely wrong academic point of view: "Swearing is good."

Wang Zixu turned to look at Zhang Qian, whose mouth was slightly open. His mouth moved, as if he was thinking about what to say. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said:

"Bitch."

"Yes." Chen Qingluo put away her small fists, and the expression on her face said that she was finally satisfied.

Wang Zixu seemed to be encouraged and mustered up the courage: "You stinking bitch."

"No matter how eloquent you are, you are still a stinking bitch. This is what I have always wanted to say."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zixu felt much more comfortable.

Zhang Qian's face turned red from bottom to top like a boiling kettle. She finally couldn't bear the humiliation and rushed towards Chen Qingluo hysterically. Wang Zixu naturally couldn't let Chen Qingluo be attacked and stood between the two of them.

As for Chen Qingluo, when she discovered that Zhang Qian was not in a good mood, she was already ready to escape and had already escaped by the time she rushed over.

Shen Jianqiu stood outside the door of the living room with a very playful expression. There was a group of people behind him, and Li Tingfang and Zhong Junmin stood beside him. But he stood still with his hands behind his back, and no one would move before him.

"It seems that we have another unique guy in the Xihe literary world." Li Tingfang said.

The secretary asked: "Do you want me to go in and maintain order first?"

Shen Jianqiu said: "What can be done to maintain order? Can they still tear down the house?"

After speaking, he strode in.

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The sideshows of the cultural gathering were also over, and the audience began to leave. Of course, many people chose to stay, drink beer, eat skewers, and chat about things in the literary world.

Gou Yingbiao called Shen Qingfeng several times, and they all said the line was busy. He left first due to worry. But excluding the factors of leadership, their unit was also the biggest winner in the cultural conference. One unit had the first and second place in the cultural conference. People from other units kept running over to congratulate me.

The old colleagues in the unit all know how to enjoy themselves. They formed a bureau to sunbathe in the square and eat barbecue. When they met people they knew, they would brag to them about winning the first and second place in the literary society.

But people in the small group such as Guo Ranran and Song Yinglian felt like they were mourning for their heirs. Compared with Diao Yiwen's victory, the success of the imaginary enemy made them feel more frustrated.

Xu Shichao slapped the "Special Issue of Xihe Literature and Art" on the table, and Damajindao sat down: "I bought the special issue and just read it in the bookstore for a while. Wang Zixu's writing is indeed good, and it is obviously higher than other articles. A level."

Hu Xiaoping joked: "Old Xu, have you become a literary critic? Can you appreciate literary works?"

Xu Shichao raised his head: "Basic Chinese education is still available. If you look at his writing style, it is obviously not on the same level as others."

After that, he quickly added: "Of course, Xiao Diao's works are also very good."

Zhang Cannian smiled: "Both of you are not here, so you don't have to think about carrying water at this time."

Hu Xiaoping ate peanuts: "I said that Xiao Wang usually can't tell that he has this ability. He is a bit secretive. In fact, I know that he usually writes novels when he has nothing to do, but he always hides it, which is a bit hidden. This kid is so shy."

Xu Shichao said: "Everyone should know that he writes novels. After so many years of failing to win, and even being cited, it must be hidden, which is actually understandable."
To be continued...