The seats still feel as comfortable as the Porsche ones.

Zhang Wei asked: "Are you majoring in liberal arts or science?"

"science."

"Don't you feel like you? Haha, don't mind. I have read your novels and found them to be very delicate, especially the characters. They are written as if they really exist. This doesn't quite resemble the thinking of a science student."

Wang Zixu said: "In fact, there is no essential difference in thinking between liberal arts students and science students. Science requires the imagination of liberal arts, and liberal arts also require the logic and rigor of science. We cannot differentiate and define ourselves by knowledge."

Zhang Wei took a deep breath: "You're right, it's high, it's really high. You won the award this time. You defeated many veterans who have published many articles. In addition to this article that won the award at the art conference, you also

Have you written other works?”

Wang Zixu said: "I have written about it. I just published an article in "Yangtze River" not long ago."

"Really? "Yangtze River" is the leading literary magazine in this province!"

"Well, it's the first article in the latest issue of "Yangtze River"." Wang Zixu smiled, "I've been waiting for a long time for the news that the manuscript has been published."

Zhang Wei said in surprise: "The first one? It seems that people attach great importance to you. Generally, the first part of "Yangtze River" is given to more important long-form serials, or to heavyweight newcomers."

"Is there still such a thing?"

"Yes." Zhang Wei nodded, "You are very powerful. Have you ever considered participating in Feishi's Emerging Writers Essay Competition?"

"Fish?"

Somehow, Wang Zixu felt as if he had heard this name somewhere.

"Isn't Feishi a jewelry brand?" Zhang Xixi from the back seat of the car came over and asked.

Zhang Wei said: "Yes, it is a jewelry brand. In order to demonstrate its brand value, this brand spent money to hold a literary competition with a maximum prize of 1 million."

Hearing this number, Wang Zixu was already shocked. Zhang Xixi in the back row was okay and asked: "Does this kind of literary award smell too much of copper?"

Zhang Wei held the steering wheel and muttered: "How should I put it? The starting point of the brand must be to make money, but without their money, they would not be able to hold such an attractive event. The judges they invite are all big names in the industry.

, Su Fei, and Yan Zishan are all characters that can compete for the Nobel Prize in Literature."

Zhang Xixi said: "That sounds good. Have they held it before?"

"It has been held before, and the winner last time was Xiao Mengyin."

When he mentioned this name, Wang Zixu immediately remembered it.

Isn't this the award won by the woman who touched the porcelain?

Zhang Xixi, who was in the back row, immediately shouted: "Wow! Xiao Mengyin, the book she wrote is very good!"

Zhang Wei smiled and turned around: "Don't you like reading literature?"

"What she wrote was very touching! I was completely touched! And she also dared to say that I like her character very much. By the way, isn't she very popular recently?"

"Yes, it is very popular." Zhang Wei said, "It's because of that... little prince, right?"

"Yes, the little prince is also popular. Why is he so popular? It's so strange."

The prince listened quietly.

This is already the second time today.

This is the second time that these two brothers and sisters have talked about themselves in front of him.

"Teacher Wang," Zhang Wei turned to look at him, "You can really participate in this essay competition. What can I say, this essay competition is very suitable for you... Do you have any long works?"

Wang Zixu shook his head: "I plan to write it, but I haven't yet."

"That's best. Their call for papers only closes in half a year," Zhang Wei analyzed with him. "In fact, it is difficult for a budding author like you to get publishing opportunities, but it is too difficult for you to make a full-time living by submitting articles.

Go on. After all, the royalties are too small, so I have to endure. But this literary award will create a series of published works around the winning authors. As long as you can be shortlisted, you don’t have to worry about future publishing opportunities."

Wang Zixu asked for advice: "Can everyone submit an article? Are there any other requirements? For example, is there a word count requirement?"

"No. Generally, the number of words awarded for an award is between ten and two hundred thousand, which is exactly the weight of a book. After being shortlisted, it will definitely be published, so the more words, the better."

The prince understood clearly in his heart.

Along the way, he asked Zhang Wei for advice on many things. Zhang Wei was engaged in book promotion and knew everything about the literary circle. Wang Zixu chatted with him for a while and felt that he benefited a lot. The two made an appointment to meet next time.

time.

After getting off the car, Zhang Xixi opened the car door, ran over with long legs, and said breathlessly: "Teacher Wang, you only added WeChat to my brother, and forgot to add WeChat to me."

Wang Zixu was a little flattered and said: "I'm sorry, actually I plan to go back to your brother and ask for your contact information."

Zhang Xixi smiled and said: "I am the one who is embarrassed. We are the ones who are embarrassed today."

"It's okay, it's okay."

After a pause, Wang Zixu continued: "Are you working at NTU? In fact, I plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination at NTU next year, and maybe we can meet you at NTU later."

"Really? My senior sister also got admitted to Nanjing University for graduate school. Leave your address and I will send you the notes I used."

Wang Zixu quickly thanked him.

It was this way of immediately treating himself as a senior that reminded him of a certain senior.

After saying goodbye to the Zhang brothers and sisters, Wang Zixu went to Ning Chunyan's dinner. When he got there, Ning Chunyan and Ye Lan were waiting for him at the barbecue stall.

The two women have slim figures and charming eyes. Ye Lan has bright red lips and plump stockings; Ning Chunyan has a slim waist and long hair hanging down her waist. When they saw him coming, they both raised their beer glasses high.

His eyes looked around for a while, looking for someone, but in the end he was a little disappointed.

Ning Chunyan asked narrowly: "Who are you looking for? Who are you looking for? Isn't it enough to have the two of us accompanying you to drink away your sorrows? Who else are you expecting to come over?"

Ye Lan lazily peeled the peanuts and put them into his mouth: "If you are looking for Zuo Ziliang, he went to celebrate his wife's birthday and can't come over."

Wang Zixu was in a daze for a moment. That man actually had a wife?

But then I thought about it, Zuo Ziliang is also that age, and it is normal to have a wife.

Ning Chunyan said: "Chen Qingluo has gone back."

Wang Zixu raised his head: "Where did you go back?"

"Going back to the East China Sea." Ning Chunyan said, "I originally planned to go back with her, but she left in a hurry, and I wanted to stay for two more days."

Wang Zixu asked: "Why did she leave in a hurry?"

"Go back and work on the publication of her novel." Ning Chunyan said.

After a pause, she added: "If nothing else happens, you will be able to see her on the list of the Mao Dun Literary Award this year."

Ye Lan said: "So awesome?"

"Yeah. Very strong."

Wang Zixu lowered his head.

After so many years of busy work, he has finally made some progress recently, but why do you feel that the distance between him and Chen Qingluo has not shortened?

Ning Chunyan lowered her head and looked at his face: "Were you really expecting Chen Qingluo to come over just now? Why, are you interested in her?"

"No, I was looking for Zuo Ziliang just now."

Ye Lan asked curiously: "Who are you interested in?"

Ning Chunyan raised his glass: "Forget it, let's stop teasing him. Let's raise a toast today. Let's cheers together because our friend Wang Zixu's wife is gone!"

Ye Lan said: "Isn't this a bit strange?"

Ning Chunyan thought for a while: "It seems true."

"Don't act like it. You did hurt me." Wang Zixu said.

Ning Chunyan smiled. She had a more personal communication with the little prince today, and now she is in a state of wandering. She cannot be serious anyway. She will be in this state for at least three days.

Of course, she would not know that she had been deceived by Wang Zixu and the little prince working together.

Ning Chunyan said: "Okay, let me correct it. At the same time, for the sake of Wang Zixu's first place in the Xihe Literary Society, and for the smooth completion of my magazine, I raise a glass!"

Ye Lan also raised his glass, glanced sideways at Wang Zixu, and said loudly: "For our company to prosper!"

"cheers!"

Everyone said in unison.

At this point, Wang Zixu remembered a poem that Wang Xiaobo particularly admired: "The morning mist is rising, the fallen leaves are falling/Let us fill up the wine!"

Wang Zixu went out to read this poem called "October Song", which was indeed good.

The golden autumn of October. For him, October has other meanings. October is usually the month when the Nobel Prize for Literature is awarded.

The morning fog is rising and the fallen leaves are falling

Let's fill up the wine!

We want to take these gray days

Gold-plated, gold-plated!

Autumn has indeed arrived, but please wait a little longer

Just wait less for this time
To be continued...