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Chapter 794 What is there?(2/2)

Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled: Why didn’t the oldest brother invite him?

After he asked everyone to sit down, he started chatting, and Liu Qingshan asked about the curiosity in his heart.

Writer Lu smiled and explained: "Brother Chen is working hard in his hometown in the countryside, and vows to write a book that he can take it into the coffin as a pillow after he dies."

Oh, so that's it. Liu Qingshan's mind flashed and he remembered this past event.

Among the three horses, Writer Chen is the oldest. At first, the two little brothers have their own masterpieces, but he is not yet able to produce works.

So the stubborn side of the man in northern Shaanxi was reflected. In 1987, Writer Chen directly carried two bags of steamed buns and returned to his hometown in the countryside and began to face the wall.

It was not until six years later that it broke out with the masterpiece. The book was named Bai Luyuan.

"Haha, there is it!" Liu Qingshan was also overjoyed and couldn't help but slamming high and screaming.

The three of them looked at each other a little: What's there?

Liu Qingshan’s idea is that there are winners of this year’s Jiapigou Literature Award.

In this era when life was not rich, Writer Chen worked hard to complete this work under extremely difficult circumstances.

It is daily to eat steamed buns and pickles. He also devoted all his efforts to the book, and he shared joys and sorrows with the characters in the book, and even had a broad range of life and death.

When he wrote about "the most beautiful touch of red on the White Deer Plain", that is, Tian Xiaoe, was killed, Writer Chen was also heartbroken and fainted on the table.

Fortunately, he was discovered by his neighbor the next day and sent to the hospital. Only then did he be saved by his teacher Chen.

It is precisely because of this desperate spirit that one can create the White Deer Plain after six years.

Such writers are worthy of admiration and reward.

However, because Writer Jia is also here, Liu Qingshan did not mention this for the time being. When there is no one, he will have a good chat with Writer Lu.

Several people chatted while drinking tea. After a while, Writer Jia gradually expressed his purpose.

It turns out that he envies writer Lu's works for publishing overseas and gaining both fame and fortune, so he also wants to make an attempt in this regard.

I just struggled with no channels, let alone looking for translations or something, so I couldn't afford to hire them.

Liu Qingshan didn't mind helping, after all, they were all Chinese, so it would be better to introduce more works to the world.

However, Victor is probably in seclusion and has not had that much energy to help.

I can only agree to Writer Jia, and call abroad to ask tomorrow. Even if this matter cannot be done this year, I guess I will have time when Victor finishes writing the first part of Twilight.

Writer Jia was naturally overjoyed. He didn't have much hope at all. After all, such a thing also requires considerable investment in advance.

He had heard from writer Lu that he would spend hundreds of thousands of dollars in at the beginning. To him, the money was simply astronomical.

After thanking for a while, Writer Jia said goodbye. Writer Lu also wanted to go back to the guesthouse together, but was kept by Liu Qingshan.

When there were no outsiders, Liu Qingshan talked about the Jiapigou Literature Award. Before he knew it, the fourth session had been completed.

Liu Qingshan talked about his meaning to Lu Writer, and Lu Writer was also very happy:

"Of course, Brother Chen is more qualified to win the award than me. He is very arrogant. He said he is creating behind closed doors, so he will definitely not go out. I am afraid he can't go to Jiapigou to receive the award."

Liu Qingshan smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't play. Brother Wang, please send the bonus."

Writer Lu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled. He also had a deeper understanding of the purpose of the Jiapigou Literature Award.

This award really has nothing to do with fame and fortune, and is devoted to improving the lives of writers. Aren’t the winners of these awards now all beneficiaries?
Chapter completed!
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