First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 113 is peaceful

  Because everyone in the composition department knows that Xiao Liu was okay during this time, so he approached Li An for advice, and Li An also patiently continued to teach Xiao Liu knowledge.

  So, all the company owners turned their attention to Li An.

   "Is this Li Ang so good? It made Xiao Liu improve so much in a short time!"

   "I didn't even bother to pay attention to Ang Lee's lecture a few days ago. Now it seems that I am simply too ridiculous."

  Everyone thought roughly like this in their hearts, and their gazes towards Li Ang were filled with more and more respect.

  Of course Xie Haoran is the most complicated mood at the moment.

  Xie Haoran turned his head and glanced at Li Ang who was sitting behind him, and then twitched the corners of his mouth... He decided that he must work harder in the future and must compare Li Ang's limelight!

  Soon, the commendation meeting ended and the coke oven students returned to the manager's office.

As soon as the manager left, a group of people immediately looked at Li Ang, and three or four old uncles surrounded him directly: "Xiao An, I bought some black tea on the Internet yesterday. Would you like to drink it or uncle give it to you? Go for a glass?"

   "Xiao An, I didn't expect that your young age is not only a high level of talents, but also a high level of teaching."

  "Xiao'an, do you have a girlfriend? My sister’s daughter is only in her twenties this year. She looks pretty and she is in college. Or let me introduce you to her."

  Li Ang smiled and declined their kindness.

  At this moment, Xie Haoran turned his head to look at Li An’s gaze. Except for sour or sour, he felt his teeth hurt, like he had eaten seven or eight lemons in one breath.

  Li Ang’s current treatment, before that, only Xie Haoran had it!

  No, the treatment now is even better than that of Xie Haoran at the beginning!

  Finally, Xie Haoran turned his gaze to Xiao Liu.

  Well, I still remember a few days ago, when he Xie Haoran only needed one look, Xiao Liu would serve him with tea and water, and he was so uncomfortable.

  Now, Xie Haoran can only find his presence in Xiao Liu.

  Thinking about it, Xie Haoran said, "Little Liu."

   "Huh? What's the matter, Brother Xie?" Xiao Liu turned his head and blinked and asked.

  Xie Haoran was secretly happy, and sure enough, he still has a certain degree of majesty!

  Xie Haoran said: "Little Liu, I will teach you the skills of lyricism for a while, so that you can go further. But I am a little thirsty now, you can pour me a glass of water."

   "Huh? Brother Xie, if you don't tell me, I forgot it!" Little Liu said, and then trot to the water dispenser and took a cup of tea.

   Just when Xie Haoran was thinking about "It seems that Xiao Liu still listens to me".

  But he found that Xiao Liu put the water he had just received on Li Ang’s desk behind him, and said with a smile, “Brother Li Ang, work first, but don’t forget to drink plenty of water. It’s good for your health.”

   "Xiao Liu, you!" Xie Haoran said angrily.

   Then, Xiao Liu turned around and looked at Xie Haoran with a smile: "Brother Xie...I will not let you teach in the future. In the composition department, it is enough to have Brother Li Ang in the room."

  Suddenly.

  The expression on Xie Haoran’s face gradually stiffened, stiff...I don’t even know whether to keep raising the hand or putting it down.

  ……

  On March 1st of the lunar calendar, the Chinese Writers Association's Weibo certification number published an official message.

"On the 8th day of the third day of the lunar calendar, the 27th Contradictory Literature Award Ceremony will be held at the Jingzhou Literary Museum at 3 pm. The awarding process will be broadcast live on CCTV’s ten cultural programs, and the eight nominated writers and the award-winning writers will work together Coming on stage, please don’t miss it if you are interested in literature."

  When the Writers Association released the official Weibo, Xinhua News Agency, cloud media and other major platforms have also reposted it.

   was originally gradually forgotten about the Mao Dun Literature Award, and once again was mentioned in the top 20 of the hot search list, one after another ordinary people forwarded and commented.

   "Today is March 1st of the lunar calendar, which means there are only seven days left. After seven days, Susu from my family will go to receive the Mao Dun nomination award? I look forward to it."

  "At that time, I can see my Susu come on stage to accept the award with an artistic atmosphere. That is the Mao Dun Literature Award. After my Susu accepts the award, she is the number one talented woman in the entertainment industry."

   “In fact, I’m even more curious about who the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award is. It takes only four years to have one winner. What kind of book has such a high literary value?”

"I also look forward to it! In fact, I have read so many books. My favorite is "The Ordinary World" written by the great writer. However, this book seems to have only been on the market for three or four months. It is estimated that it is difficult to win a prize. I am afraid it should be. It will be the next prize."

   "Secretly looking forward to... I don't know who the real winner of the Mao Prize will be."

  Who are the groups that pay much attention to literature? The composer is definitely one.

  Because the writing of lyrics requires a very large knowledge system, especially the support of rhyming of poems, so they pay more attention to literature.

  Pillar music composition department.

A 30-year-old middle-aged patted a colleague next to him and said, "Hey, old man, have you read the news? The Mao Dun Literary Award will be awarded in seven days! At that time, it will be at the Jingzhou Literature Museum and still on CCTV 10 sets. Live streaming."

  The person called Lao Fang nodded: "I saw it! I don't know who is the winner of the 27th Mao Dun Literature Award."

  The two talked together, and the whole composition department suddenly became lively.

  "In fact, among so many modern literati, Jia Wentao is my favorite. His prose, short stories, and collections of poems are all very good."

   "Jia Wentao? That's a veteran writer, Ma, you have to be in line with reality, do you know. Do you know who is the hottest writer in the past two years?"

   "That must be An Zhi Ruo Su! One "An Zhi Ruo Su Poetry Collection" has sold millions, and the sales of the four-volume one-million-word novel "The Ordinary World" is also increasing every day. An Zhi Ruo Su is really awesome!"

"I have treasured a book of "An Zhi Ruo Su Poems" in my room. I basically read his poems and words every night before going to bed. Whether it is rhyme, artistic conception or other things, An Zhi Ruo Su's poems are really too strong. It’s strong, and it’s very helpful for us to write lyrics every day."

   "There is also a book of "An Zhi Ruo Su Poems" in my room."

   "I also have a copy in my house!"

   "Hey, let's say it's wrong and say it's wrong...Aren't we discussing who the winner of the 27th Mao Dun Literature Award is."

  A group of people talked about it. On the contrary, at this time, Xie Haoran, who had not said a word, spoke: “It won’t be peaceful anyway!”

   "Why, old Xie?" A group of people looked at him.

Xie Haoran said indifferently: "Which Mao Dun Literature Award have you seen will be awarded to books that will be on the market within half a year? Good books need to be settled. If you are really strong, "The Ordinary World" will definitely win the prize. But it’s definitely not this year."

  After hearing Xie Haoran’s words, a group of people felt that what Xie Haoran said was very reasonable, and they nodded in agreement.

  At this time, someone turned his gaze to Ang Lee, who had never spoken.

   "Xiao An, guess who will be the winner of this award?"

  "Right, right, let Xiaoan take a guess, Xiaoan is also very familiar with the literary world."

  The group all looked at Li Ang.

  Li Ang didn't want to interject, but everyone looked at him, so he had to frown and said, "It's peaceful."

  　 Happy Lantern Festival, dear friends! !

  (End of this chapter)