Bai An stared at Ge Chen with sharp eyes and said: "Old Ge, don't talk nonsense!"

There is a strong warning in the words.

The other eleven judges also looked at him unkindly.

This is not only a denial of Enron, but also a denial of them.

Bai An said calmly: "If you are not optimistic about it, why are you secretly sending invitations? Do you want to get ahead of us? You have too many thoughts. I suggest you use these little clevernesses on the right path in the future. How long will it take you?

No novels have been published..."

Bai An's unceremonious slap in the face made Ge Chen almost want to find a crack in the ground and crawl under.

"Teacher An, let's go in!" Bai An's attitude when talking to An Ran immediately changed, and he sounded like a peer.

"Okay, it's boring to wait at the door!"

Damn it!

Ge Chen almost vomited blood, wasn't this just talking about him? Because he was here, it was boring.

A group of people surrounded An Ran and entered the party.

Ge Chen and a group of authors were left at the door.

Those authors looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, what the hell...

It’s true that some people are the center of attention in other people’s eyes wherever they go. Once they come here, they can overwhelm everyone else’s light.

Everyone had no choice but to follow behind and go in.

Ge Chen gritted his teeth and followed in.

As soon as I entered the venue, a group of people gathered around me.

These people held business cards in their hands and immediately surrounded An Ran.

"Teacher An, I am Duan Kun, the editor-in-chief of Qingkong Publishing House. Think about it and let our publishing house help you publish "Fortress Besieged"."

"Teacher An, Teacher An, please leave "Fortress Besieged" to our Hailang Publishing House!"

"Don't squeeze, you damn...Teacher An, Teacher An, this is my business card. Our company Cangqiong Publishing has strong strength and strong channels. Let us publish!"

A group of people were fighting for each other, squeezing in around An Ran.

Treat a group of literary giants as air and divas as foils.

The business card was almost stuffed into An Ran's mouth.

In the eyes of these people, An Ran is not a human being, but is made up of walking banknotes.

Although "Fortress Besieged" first appeared on the Internet, it will be removed after the "Young Seedling Awards" to prepare for release.

And this kind of book is more suitable for publication.

In the afternoon sunshine, holding a book exuding the fragrance of ink, sitting on the balcony and reading a few pages, savoring the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the book, and feeling the joy brought by the words, what an enjoyable thing.

The publisher is not a fool and knows that this book will make more money once it is released.

So I immediately surrounded An Ran, for fear of missing the opportunity.

So many business cards were almost stuffed into An Ran’s mouth.

The other award-winning authors behind were almost crying. This is so fucking shocking. Don’t you think of people like us?

Aren’t we human?

And Ge Chen was even more embarrassed. He had written novels all his life, but he had never been treated so badly by a publisher.

Bai An and others can hardly stand it anymore.

They have old arms and legs, so they can't bear this.

Bai An hurriedly said: "Everyone, everyone... Calm down, we will discuss the publication of Teacher An's works after the awards show. Now the evening should start soon, everyone please keep order..."

He shouted several times in succession, and the publishers were calming down.

An Ran said: "Thank you for your love. I will discuss this matter with you after the party!"

Okay!

Now that I have said so, everyone has nothing to fight for.

Duan Kun, who was the first to call out, stretched his neck and said: "Teacher An, why don't you sit with us?"

Dog, if you want to get closer to the water, you have to get the moon first?

Don't even think about it...

You're numb, Bai An almost scolded you, you're causing a fight.

Sure enough, other publishers were already eager to woo Enron.

Bai An quickly said: "Everyone, Teacher An is in a special situation. This time he will sit with us!"

First row!

At every "Young Seedlings Award" awards night, there are only twelve judges in the first row.

The second row is for the editors, and the third row is for the award-winning authors. This rule has not changed in ten years.

Until now, I have actually changed for Enron.

The nominated authors who had already entered the room smiled bitterly.

Liu Xin said: "Made, I suspect that next year he will be able to sit on the judges' bench legitimately..."

Although this is a joke, it is not impossible!

But it's quite possible.

Many award-winning authors, like Li Han, who are still working as reviewers and editors, are now able to sit on the judges' bench. It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.

But when they thought of the book "Fortress Besieged", everyone was convinced again.

Based on this book alone, he has this qualification.

This is the crushing effect of strength, and no one is unconvinced.

After finally persuading the judges to leave, An Ran sat in the front row in a dignified manner.

Even Li Xinying was not qualified to sit in this position, and An Ran felt no pressure to sit at this time.

The party will start soon.

A series of processes interspersed with program performances.

The speeches of all the judges and writers were quite satisfactory. This kind of party cannot be as lively as the Spring Festival Gala or the film festival.

But in general, you can watch it.

Each award will be awarded in turn, and the winning author will give his acceptance speech.

When it was An Ran's turn, the party was coming to an end.

After all, the best is saved for last.

When the conference announced that the author who won the gold medal was "An Ran", the audience burst into thunderous applause.

An Ran walked up to the award podium with a smile.

It was Bai An, the chairman of the jury, who awarded him the award.

Bai An put the "Young Seedlings" award, which symbolizes the future, in An Ran's hands. The host said in a routine: "Teacher An, you deserve this award. You have broken many records by winning this award!" <

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"The first twelve judges jointly nominated it, and during the selection, your work did not receive a single negative vote, which broke the previous record... Is there anything you want to say to the audience?"

An Ran looked around the field and finally locked his eyes on Ge Chen.

Damn it!

Want to cause trouble?

Everyone suddenly became nervous. As we all know, An Ran always criticizes people regardless of occasion or status.

Ge Chen's nervous legs tightened.

Chen Qingzhi's "a pear tree crushing a begonia" has been ridiculed to this day, and it has become his label now.

Any random words from this guy An Ran will make him stink.

Bai An also looked nervous. Don't say anything outrageous!

Ge Chen is not doing well, he is also a member of the jury, and everyone’s faces are not bright.

An Ran looked at Ge Chen and said into the microphone: "Thank you to everyone I met in my life...you made me strong..."

There was silence at first, then a storm of applause.

This sentence is well said, with a kind of insight and a kind of warm power. It has no connotation and seems to be just saying something ordinary.
Chapter completed!