On this day.
The nominees for one of the highest awards in the Literature Awards, the Qilu Literature Prize, were out!
The list was densely packed with dozens of names and dozens of book titles!
Han Dong's Spring Returns.
Liu Tianqi's Fate by the Lake.
Li Dan's River Maple.
Zhang Ye's Fortress Besieged.
And so on.
This was the grandest event in the literary world. After the hype of the Yanhong Literary Prize, the selection of the Qilu Literature Prize garnered even more attention.
The Yanhong Literary Prize, the Qilu Literary Prize, and another literary prize became the three highest prizes in the literary world. Although they were tied in name, there were still some differences in their value and influence. Among them, the Qilu Literary Prize took the lead. After all, the mainstream of the literary world was still novels that had the greatest influence. Therefore, the Qilu Literary Prize was ranked first among the highest literary prizes. It was also the most difficult title to obtain in the literary field.
Just like the Mao Dun Literature Prize, Lu Xun Literature Prize, Lao She Literature Prize, and other literary awards in his previous world, the Mao Dun Literature Prize was clearly ranked first.
The Qilu Literature Prize was equivalent to the Mao Dun Literature Prize of his previous world!
Online.
"They're finally here!"
"The Qilu Literature Prize is such a heavyweight prize!"
"Let's see who's the winner this time!"
"Master Liu Tianqi should be getting it by now, right? I only owed him one last time! "
"That's hard to say. Just look at the Yanhong Literary Prize. Everyone thought that Zhang Ye had the best chance of winning it, but look what happened in the end? Nothing is missing, so there are too many variables. "
"Don't mention the Yanhong Prize, ptui!"
"Haha, Yanhong Prize has been scolded badly these past few days."
"That's right, even though I'm not a fan of Zhang Ye, I feel so wronged for him. When Zhang Ye was fighting, I scolded him too. When he was causing trouble, I couldn't bear to watch it anymore. But you have to give him the honor he deserves. We have to be reasonable. His poems and essays are indeed worthy of the Yanhong Literary Prize!"
"Previous poster, you're very fair. I'm not Zhang Ye's fan either. Those seven Heavenly Kings and Queens are much better at conducting themselves than him, but we can't ignore Zhang Ye's achievements and contributions in the literary field."
"Hey, look!"
"What are you looking at?"
"Eh, why is Zhang Ye's name on the list?"
"Ah? Holy sh * t, there really is! "
"Zhang Ye? Fortress Besieged? "
"What is this? What book is Fortress Besieged? "
"Zhang Ye didn't write this book before."
"Are you all dumb? There are at least eight or nine writers named Zhang Ye. I know of two literati named Zhang Ye."
"Oh, I see. You scared me."
"His name is too common."
"Haha, I knew it. How could Zhang Ye know how to write a long piece of pure literature!?"
"I love Ghost Blows Out the Light the most!"
Everyone teased him for a while, but they didn't take it seriously.
Even the media reporters and industry insiders did not think in this direction. Zhang Ye's books were too famous, so they had never heard of Fortress Besieged before.
The reporters were busy writing their articles. Some of them chased after a few key authors for interviews, while others wrote articles to help popularize the literature awards.
For example, the awards in the literary world were different from those in the film and television industry. In the film and television industry, there were many awards that represented the highest categories. There were domestic awards, Hong Kong awards, and international awards. A single person could win many of them. For example, Zhang Yuanqi and Ning Lan had both won more than one of the highest awards in the film and television industry. They could even win some of the highest awards repeatedly. Zhang Yuanqi won the Best Actress award this year, so she might win it again in the future. Although it was extremely rare, it was still possible. But the highest awards in the literary world were different. Here, although there were no clear rules, there were some unspoken rules that the entire Chinese literary world had a common understanding of. For example, an author could only win the highest domestic award once in their entire lifetime!
Take for example.
Once someone won the Yanhong Literary Prize, they would definitely not be nominated for another Yanhong Literary Prize in the future, no matter how good their results were or how good their work was, because they had already won it. Furthermore, once they won one of the three highest awards, they would lose the right to be nominated for the other two highest awards in the future.
If they won the Yanhong Literary Prize, they would not be able to win the Qilu Literature Prize.
If they won the Qilu Literature Prize, there was no need for them to win the other awards.
That was the general idea.
It was very lively in the outside world.
Especially in the literary world at this moment, it was like the Olympic Games. Many scholars were very active at this time. They frequently appeared on the major media and television stations, enjoying this literary feast.
…
At this moment.
But the Qilu Literature Prize jury nearly broke into a fight!
Someone slammed the table and shouted, "I don't agree!"
Another person said with a dark expression, "Why did Zhang Ye get nominated?"
Old Qian said, "This is my nomination."
That person said, "Elder Qian, no one has read this book. It hasn't even been published. Why would you nominate such a book? This is against the rules! "
Elder Meng, who had a good relationship with Elder Qian, knocked on the table and said, "Lower your voices. It's only a room. Anyone can hear you if you speak quietly. Let me say something. Old Qian did not break the rules. Zhang Ye's book has indeed received a book number from the publishing firm. The relevant procedures have been completed. Although it has not been officially sold yet, the rules for the awards are that it only needs a proper book number.
A female judge said, "But no one has read this book."
Elder Qian smiled and said, "I've seen it."
Elder Meng sighed. "I saw it too."
A middle-aged judge asked curiously, "How was it?"
Elder Meng gave a wry smile and said, "I don't know how to describe it. If I had to find a word to describe it, I would say 'shocking.' Have a look, everyone."
Shocking?
Elder Meng used shocking to describe it?
How high of an evaluation would that have to be!
Zhang Ye? He can write pure literature?
Why don't I believe it!
Someone suggested, "But he's too controversial. Did you all see the Yanhong Literary Prize? He's been scolded badly. Don't get us into trouble again this time. "
Elder Qian looked at those people. "Does the Qilu Literature Prize choose a person or a book?"
One of them said, "Choose a book."
Elder Qian said, "I don't care about Zhang Ye's character or personality. I also don't care if he has joined the Writers' Association or any related literary organizations. All I know is that in the current literary field, there isn't a single book that can be compared to Fortress Besieged! No one can write it! "
This evaluation was no longer a question of whether it was good or not. This was the greatest recognition that could be given to a person or a book!
No one can write it?
No other book can be compared to it?
How is that possible!
After the meeting ended, everyone left in twos and threes.
"Where are the books?"
"They're in the library."
"OK, I'll go and have a look."
"I'll have a look too. I've already read the other nominated books, so there's no need to read them again. It's just that I've never heard of Fortress Besieged before."
"Come on, let's go together."
"I'd like to see what kind of long novel Zhang Ye, a writer of grave robbers and children's literature, can come up with."
…
The next day.
It was the Qilu Literature Prize's regular meeting again.
The meeting was hosted by Elder Meng to discuss the selection process.
Elder Meng said, "The awards will be announced in two days, so let's all discuss it. By the way, have you all read the nominated books?"
There was silence in the room.
Elder Meng said in surprise, "What's the matter? No one said anything? "
A female judge said, "Was Fortress Besieged really written by Zhang Ye?"
Elder Meng laughed and said, "I didn't write it, anyway."
Elder Qian looked at her. "Little Yan, what's your evaluation?"
That female judge took a deep breath and thought for a long time before commenting, "For someone who can write such a book, I don't think there's any need for him to compete for any awards in the country! There's no one in the country who can write a book like this. If I were to vote, I would definitely vote for it. Not for Zhang Ye, but for this book! "
Another judge gave a wry smile and said, "How many years has it been since I've read a book like this? That feeling is really indescribable. Even the word 'shock' can't describe it. I just want to hurry home and study Fortress Besieged a few more times. The knowledge and language used in this book are so profound!"
Someone said, "How could Zhang Ye possibly write a book like this! He wrote about grave robbers and then wrote a fairy tale. Isn't this too great of a leap! "
They had all read Fortress Besieged!
The first thing they felt was disbelief!
How could they vote like this?
How could they even vote like this!
Elder Qian said, "When I first met Little Zhang, I said that if there was anyone in the country who could win the highest award in the field of international literature in a few years, or even a decade, that person would definitely be Zhang Ye. From the looks of it now, it seems like my words from back then are slowly coming true."
"But the Qilu Literature Prize …"
"How are we going to vote for this?"
"Zhang Ye is too controversial!"
"He's completely outside of the domestic literary scene."
Elder Qian said, "Everyone here is a judge, so everyone has the right to vote freely. You can vote for whoever you think is worthy of winning the Qilu Literature Prize. No one can interfere with your decision."
"Hai."
"This is going to be difficult!"
Many of the judges were having a headache!
This time, Zhang Ye had given them a huge problem!
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