The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 393, this is the status, seamless connection (please subscribe!)

   In the past few days, Du Shuangling misses Zhang Xuan very much, and misses Zhang Xuan very much.

   I often ask Wen Hui, who has been to the capital, is the capital very cold? Will Zhang Xuan freeze over there?

  Especially on the night of the 29th, she was lying in bed worried and couldn't sleep.

   Through Tao Ge's words before, she understood that her man was very close to winning the Mao Dun Literature Award.

   But compared with other works that were shortlisted in the final round, it seems to be a bit far.

   Du Shuangling thought over and over again: If "Hidden" failed to win the Mao Dun Literature Prize, would he accept it? Will it be hit? Will it go downhill from now on?

   In the first half of the night, she was worried about whether "Hidden" could win the prize. In the second half of the night, she shifted from worrying about winning the prize to worrying about Zhang Xuan himself.

  Compared to the person she likes, the Mao Dun Literature Award is just an extraneous thing in her eyes, and it seems dispensable.

   Of course, during this period, she naturally thought of Mi Jian, and guessed that her man must have gone to see Mi Jian.

   But she is a smart person. If Zhang Xuan doesn't take the initiative to meet Timmy or tell her about it, she pretends not to know and doesn't ask.

   She didn't want Zhang Xuan to feel that she was a shy, jealous and interfered with his personal freedom.

  Du Shuangling knew that in the face of an invincible opponent like Mi Jian, she had to show great generosity in order to firmly grasp her man's heart.

  From childhood to adulthood, Du Shuangling has been in love with Zhang Xuan for so many years, Du Shuangling has already figured out Zhang Xuan, you treat him well, follow him, he will treat you better.

   If he goes against him, maybe he won't do anything to himself, but he will undoubtedly prefer Mi Jian more, which is what she doesn't want to see.

As for Mi Jian, Du Shuangling has not thought of a solution for a while now, but she believes that everyone has weaknesses. Isn't it impossible?

   She knows her temperament herself, she can't make trouble outright, she doesn't want to embarrass him, she doesn't want to lose points in front of him, and she doesn't want to lose him.

  Because of the presence of outsiders, Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling hugged for a moment and then separated.

   Zhang Xuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said to Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, "It's almost time for dinner, haven't you made dinner yet?"

  Zou Qingzhu frowned and replied enthusiastically: "No, I'm just about to make it. You're back, the great writer. What would you like to eat? Let's buy vegetables for you?"

   Zhang Xuan expressed his gratitude, and then said: "Don't do it, the four of us went to Lao Deng to eat, and my uncle was there too, it was very crowded."

   For Lao Deng, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu are already very familiar with each other, and they have no objection when they look at each other.

   Seeing that the two agreed, Zhang Xuan said nothing and dragged Du Shuangling downstairs.

  Zou Qingzhu curiously looked at the two as they walked away, turned around and whispered to Wen Hui, "Maybe we're going to close the door and make out again."

   Then Zou Qingzhu said enviously: "If I had a boyfriend like this, I would definitely make out as much as he wanted, and I would try my best to cooperate."

  Wenhui gave her a strange look, didn't answer, turned and entered the piano room.

   But just sat down, thinking about what might happen next, she was afraid of disturbing others, so she simply went to the living room, sat on the sofa and watched TV.

  Second floor, the door is closed.

   After looking at each other for about ten seconds, one bowed his head and the other raised his head slightly, and they joined together.

   After a long time, Du Shuangling, who was about to suffocate, hugged him tightly and whispered, "I miss you so much!"

   "Well, me too." Zhang Xuan hugged her back lovingly.

   "One day, will you not want me anymore?" Du Shuangling asked with her head resting on his neck and her eyes closed.

  Although I haven't eaten meat for several days, I really want to eat meat, but Zhang Xuan also knows what the priorities are.

  The two of them divided the work and cooperated, Zhang Xuan went directly to the shower room of the master bedroom.

  Du Shuangling, as usual, helped him find a change of underwear and trousers, and helped him match the outer jacket, socks and shoes.

   Eating mutton hot pot in winter is perfect for eating sheep scorpions, a good product to keep out the cold.

  Lao Deng is a big-hearted man. He made 5 catties of mutton at one time, and also prepared a large basket of side dishes such as winter bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and tofu.

   In addition, 5 dishes and a soup were fried, and the table was full of grills.

   "Come on, let's toast Zhang Xuan with a cup and congratulate him on winning the Mao Dun Literature Prize. We are proud of him." Lao Deng filled the crowd with wine, took the cup and stood up first.

   Hearing this, Ruan Dezhi, Du Shuangling, Wen Hui, Zou Qingzhu and Rooney all picked up the cups and stood up.

   Zhang Xuan looked at Rooney, "Instructor, can't you drink a bar when you're pregnant?"

  Rooney said with a smile: "I'm plain boiled water, don't worry, I'm ready."

   Zhang Xuan followed with a smile and said to everyone: "Thank you, come, cheers!"

   Lao Deng was in a particularly good mood today. He took out two bottles of liquor and said to Zhang Xuan and Ruan Dezhi:

   "We haven't had a drink together for a while. I can't finish these two bottles today, so I don't give face. Don't tell me in the future: Lao Deng, let's drink a bar."

   Seeing the two bottles of liquor, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt his eyes turn black, and immediately had the urge to flee the scene.

  Old Deng seemed to see through his thoughts, and hurriedly said to Du Shuangling next to him:

   "Xiao Du, you have to take good care of your man. He is always cheating and cheating at a young age. How can this work? If everyone drinks like him, wouldn't all the liquor manufacturers have to close down? How can the country's GDP develop?"

  Du Shuangling said with a smile: "Old Deng, the country's GDP does not depend on this. Don't always bully him."

   "Hey, I bullied him? You don't know how bad this kid's mouth is. I am often so angry with him that I want to find a broom." Recalling the past, Lao Deng was also full of bitter tears.

   Zhang Xuan raised his glass with a smile, "Come on, Lao Deng, let's drink one."

   "Have a drink if you want." Lao Deng felt that this was the best chance for revenge.

  Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and felt that the cup was not too big, so he complied.

   Facts have proved that the old man is not the material for drinking liquor, it is still speculation.

   There is still Shuangling, and there is no need to tell me to replace the liquor with boiled water.

   The appearance of a husband and wife singing together made Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu so speechless.

   On the other hand, Ruan Dezhi and Lao Deng had similar smells. The two of them said goodbye to each other. You have a cup and I have a cup. A bottle of liquor will soon bottom out.

   "Shuangling, Zhang Xuan, I'll have a drink with you two, I wish you a long life and grow old together." Zou Qingzhu looked for the space, picked up the cup and said to the two of them.

   "Okay, thank you Qingzhu." Du Shuangling took Zhang Xuan's arm, and the three of them drank.

  There is something to follow, and Wen Hui also toasts two cups.

   In less than a moment, Du Shuangling, who had eaten half a glass of white wine, immediately blushed, her big eyes blinked, and she was about to faint.

   Zhang Xuan laughed, and hurriedly hugged her from behind to let her drink some soup slowly.

  Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu also laughed. Wen Hui picked up the cup and said to Zhang Xuan, "My grandfather likes your manuscript very much. It's beautiful and beautiful. Let me thank you."

   Of course, I have to thank me. After winning the award, the value of this manuscript is naturally high, Captain, but Zhang Xuan is not the kind of person who cares about these things.

   bumped into Wen Hui and said, "Who are we and who, don't talk about these idiots, come and drink."

   Wen Hui's eyes fluttered when he saw that he had drank half a cup boldly. After hesitating for a while, he also drank half a cup with a twisted temper in the next second.

   Then, and then not, then, Wen Hui followed in the footsteps of Shuang Ling, sitting quietly on the seat, like a log, waiting for her body to hangover on its own.

  The surviving Zou Qingzhu covered his mouth and laughed, and quickly waved his hand to Zhang Xuan who looked over to beg for mercy:

   "No, no, if Wen Hui and I are both drunk, no one will care about us at night."

   Zhang Xuan felt that this was reasonable, so he turned his attention to the two who were about to fight.

   But after hesitating, he wisely chose Mingzhe to protect himself.

   The night was noisy until more than 10 o'clock.

   Ruan Dezhi was still no match for Lao Deng. He drank once and lost once. At this moment, he was lying on the sofa and snoring.

   The snoring sound was thunderous, shocking everyone present.

   Zhang Xuan asked Lao Deng: "Lao Deng, are you okay? Help me."

   "Oh! I'm underestimating people. If you don't run away, I will knock you down with me." Lao Deng walked over to the sofa and lifted Ruan Dezhi's feet.

   Zhang Xuan was very dissatisfied: "Don't be a kid, I am a person with status now."

  Old Deng Buyi: "Don't mess with me, kid, I'm drunk now, who will tell you my identity?"

   This logic, Zhang Xuan admires!

  Comrade Ruan Dezhi is too fat, too fat. Carrying from the first floor to the second floor feels more tiring than carrying a Chinese New Year pig.

   helped to clean up, Zhang Xuan finally took Du Shuangling into the master bedroom next door.

   "Come on, help your husband take off his clothes." Zhang Xuan turned his back and lay down on the bed, with his thighs, and looked at Du Shuangling steadily.

  Du Shuangling squinted his eyes, attached directly to him, and made a sound of spring water: "I won't take it off for you, don't touch me if you have the ability."

  Don't touch, don't touch, Zhang Xuan's mouth is very tough, but he arches his body and begins to sing a winter hymn.

   "No, my uncle is next door, it's not good to hear." Du Shuangling watched her clothes fly to the ground one by one, and she became anxious.

   "Didn't you hear him snoring? I would have noticed that when his snoring stopped," Zhang Xuan said, his hands still moving.

   "Stinky virtue." Du Shuangling dared to believe him, bit her lip and kept silent.

  Wang Li came back. According to the agreement between the two, she will show Zhang Xuan the financial bills for this month.

   After carefully reading the financial statements, Zhang Xuan asked, "How are you doing there? Are you adaptable?"

  Wang Li put her hands on her knees and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I am very satisfied, but there is a fly in the ointment."

   Zhang Xuan asked earnestly: "Where is the shortage, you can talk about it."

  Wang Li's eyes flicked around him, "There is no man, I need a man."

   Zhang Xuan is speechless, what do you think of these little girls, what do you think?

  I am adding 98 gasoline, what are you thinking about coal mine?

After some daily flirting, Wang Li got up and said: "Forget it, I'm leaving, I couldn't eat your meat before, but now you have won the Mao Dun Literature Award, I can't eat this meat even more, let's go, don't give it away ."

   Zhang Xuan was speechless, and he sent it off with great cooperation.

   went down to the first floor and saw that Rooney was not there, Wang Li whistled at Lao Deng and greeted with a wink:

   "Old Deng, let's go and have a drink at my place? I just got a new Simmons. The spring is amazing and can save a lot of effort."

   Lao Deng was afraid of her, "Wang Li, you are out of shape, you can't change it, don't be single, you see I have children."

"Cut, I don't envy your child. You've been tired from Rooney for half a year. The skin on your face is wrinkled. Hey, I really despise you. You can't handle a woman." Wang Li smiled. Fan your hands and leave.

Watching the energetic figure go away, Zhang Xuan patted Lao Deng on the shoulder and said, "Fortunately, you weren't with Wang Li at that time, and you couldn't even handle the guide. If you were with her, I'd probably give you all the wreaths. You have sent several."

  Old Deng was so angry that he said, "You seem to be able to conquer her, she is a wild horse."

  Zhang Xuansao glanced at him, walked with his back and said, "You don't understand the difference between men and men, let alone a wild horse like this, a group of me is also tame and appropriate."

  Old Deng was very upset: "Oh, what you say is better than what you sing, so why don't you tame it and show me?"

   Zhang Xuan gave him a contemptuous look: "I'm not allowed to hold my identity? Do you still put everything in your mouth like you?"

   Lao Deng was so angry that he turned his head and started looking for a broom.

   Zhang Xuan has received many calls in the past two days, all to congratulate him on winning the award.

  He made a detailed list of phone calls.

have to! Good guy, I don't know if I don't see it, I didn't expect to know so many people invisibly.

   The newspapers are very lively these days, and there are endless disputes over the four winning works and four writers of the Mao Dun Literature Award.

   One of the articles by a professor of Renmin University of China caused extensive discussion.

  Professor of Renmin University of China made a comment: "Is it a breakthrough or a tragedy to win the Mao Dun Literature Prize?"

  Look at the text: Among the four award-winning works, "Latency" caused the most controversy.

   Some people think that this is a sign of the opening of the literary world, and it has opened up new ideas and directions for awards.

   Some people also think that this is the sadness of the Mao Dun Literature Award, because "Hidden" is a popular novel without much thought and artistry.

  The two completely different evaluations are that I was extra cautious when reading, for fear of being controlled by prejudice and extreme emotions.

   On the one hand, I try to find the advantages of the works, and on the other hand, I do not let go of their shortcomings. I want to see whether the works are good or bad, and to what extent?

How much thoughtfulness is there in   ?

How much historical is   ?

   How many narrative innovations are there?

  The article is very long, and the analysis is very detailed in all aspects. Zhang Xuan takes it very seriously.

   At first, the professor seemed to be judging with a fair eye, but the more he read it, the more inappropriate it became.

   Zhang Xuan frowned, his mother's is a typical needle hidden in cotton!

   Especially the summary at the end of the paragraph: "Hidden" is not worthy of the Mao Dun Literature Award. This is an accident in the selection of the Mao Dun Literature Award.

   This idiot targets me like this, how did I offend him?

   Seeing Zhang Xuan gloomy, Du Shuangling next to him quickly comforted and said, "My dear, we don't care about him in the same way. This is typical jealousy."

  Zou Qingzhu followed the helper: "That's it! He's still teaching, even a little girl, even a weak woman like me looks down on him."

   Hearing Zou Qingzhu's words, Wen Hui couldn't help but smile knowingly, and then handed a newspaper in her hand to Zhang Xuan, "Look at this."

  Wenhui showed him a piece of news in the newspaper.

   A news from Japan's Nobel Prize winner Kenzaburo Oe.

   I saw Kenzaburo Oe, winner of this year's new Nobel Prize in Literature, at a press conference when he was asked by reporters about his views on East Asian literature.

   There are references to Chinese writers.

  Oe Kenzaburo told reporters: "My three favorite Chinese writers are Lu Xun, Mo Yan, and March. Not long ago, I stayed up late to read March's new book "Hidden"."

   They all say the World Nobel Prize and the China Mao Prize. After reading this news, Zhang Xuan felt better. He put aside the newspapers in front of him and didn't bother to pay attention to these jumping clowns.

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