First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 124 Su Yuqi trembled, and An Zhi Ruo Su is Li An! (Ninth more, big chapter!)

  Pillar music composition department, everyone is staring at the screen.

   "The peace of mind is finally about to be unveiled. This program group is really appetizing."

   "I don't know who this Anzhi Ruosu is, or whether he is a big-time figure in the literary history circle."

  "This is inevitable! If you are not a big man in the literary world, how can you write so many classic poems, how can you write "Ordinary World"."

   "I just don't know who is in the literary world."

  A lot of people guessed.

Xiao Liu next to    looked at An Zhi Ruo Su on the TV. He still scratched his head and said, “I can’t say why. I always feel this peaceful Ruo Su. The more I look at it, the more I look like Boss Li.”

  Liu Mingqiang just said this, and a group of people cast contemptuous glances at him again.

Especially Xie Haoran, he let out a sneer: "Little Liu, we all know that you admire your boss Li Ang, but please don’t compare Li Ang with An Zhi Ruo Su. An Zhi Ruo Su is the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award. It was only four years old. One. The big brother Li Ang in your mouth, how can you compare with An Zhiruo Su!"

  Xie Haoran’s words made Liu Qiangming gritted his teeth, but he was unable to refute it.

Yup.

The   Mao Dun Literature Award has stood at the pinnacle of the entire Chinese literature history.

  But what about Ang Lee in the composition department? He is just an ordinary member of Little Pillar Music.

  Although Xie Haoran’s words are a bit bitter and mean and hurtful, what he said is the truth!

  ……

  Many of the viewers in front of the TV have taken out their mobile phones and pointed them at the TV screen.

  An Zhiruosu's identity is about to be revealed.

  They want to record this moment.

  Record An Zhiruosu’s face and record his first appearance.

  ……

  An Zhiruosu stood quietly on the stage holding the trophy.

  At this moment, under the attention of everyone, Chairman Zhang Guoliang is ready to reach out to help Li Ang take off his chin.

  However, Ang Li still felt a little awkward to ask an old man to take off his face towel, and said, "I'll do it myself."

  After finishing speaking, Ang Lee raised his hand and pulled up the elastic rope hanging from his ear, and gently pulled it.

  The black face towel fell on the ground.

  The peaceful face was completely exposed on the camera lens, exposed in the eyes of everyone in the venue.

  It was a handsome and young face, about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

  His eyes are as brilliant as the stars in the sky, and the matching of nose and mouth is extremely clever, which makes people look not only pleasing to the eye but also comfortable.

  The moment the face towel was uncovered.

  In addition to the silence of the whole venue, there was a sloshing and sucking sound.

   "Hiss...!"

   "God, how could it be so young?"

   "This seems to be just a twenty-five or six-year-old young man!"

  "An Zhiruosu turned out to be a young man. He actually recited so many different styles of poems and wrote the great book "The Ordinary World"."

   "Unimaginable, unimaginable, I can't even imagine this kind of picture in my dreams."

   "I can't imagine it. I never imagined that he could write "The Ordinary World". It turned out to be just a young man."

  The people on the venue are all top Chinese writers, with an average age of 40 and up.

But even if they are very well-educated, even if they have seen a lot of scenes, but when they really see that young face, they still can't control the astonishment in their hearts, and can't help but send out in this solemn meeting place. Words of wonder.

  ……

  The lens transmits An Zhiruosu’s young face to every viewer’s TV screen in extremely high-definition.

  After seeing that face, all the audience in front of the TV held their breath first, then.

   "My grass! This turned out to be peaceful!?"

   "An Zhi Ruo Su is so young!?"

  "Is there any mistake, the person who wrote such a great collection of poems, and also wrote a masterpiece like "The Ordinary World", is so young!"

   "My outlook on life has collapsed a little bit for me, this peace of mind is too strong, too strong."

  A group of people were amazed.

  ……

  Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun saw President Zhang Guoliang take off his veil, revealing their familiar and immature faces.

  The eyes of the two old men showed endless satisfaction and pride.

  "Lao Li, your son has finally stood at the pinnacle of literary history in an open and fair manner. His height is almost unique in the literary history of China as a whole!"

  Fang Guokun's expression of excitement: "You are so young, but you have achieved such an achievement! Lao Li, you really have raised a good son!"

  Li Dazhu also took two or three deep breaths. Although this scene was as expected, he will inevitably feel completely disheartened when it does appear.

Li Dazhu's mouth raised a proud and proud smile, probably because he was too happy, and his body trembled slightly: "These years, I have treated my son so badly. But he is great, really great! "

  As the two spoke to each other, they looked at each other again.

  The two eyes suddenly showed ridiculous eyes at the same time.

"Old Li, you said that your former daughter-in-law was sitting in the venue? She saw Xiao An standing on the award platform and receiving the four-year Mao Dun Literature Award. How would she feel? "

  Li Dazhu frowned and thought about it, then shook his head: "I don't know, I can't imagine, probably, it might be very complicated, right?"

  ……

  Pillar music composition department.

  All composers all stared at the computer screen.

   is uncovered, it will be uncovered soon!

  Mr. Zhang Guoliang's hand has pinched the rope of the face towel on An Zhiruosu's ear.

  Everyone almost held their breath.

  They have been guessing who An Zhiruosu is. After guessing and guessing for a long time, they still don't have an accurate information.

  But everyone agrees that An Zhi Ruo Su should definitely be a great writer who has already achieved fame, and should not be an unknown newcomer.

  Now, once the face towel is taken off, everything will come to light.

  Everyone stared at the computer screen.

  Finally, the black face towel was taken off, and a handsome face appeared in the camera.

  The face is so clear under the high-definition lens, it is clear to every cell pore.

  The moment I saw this face, the entire composition department seemed to have fallen into an extremely low temperature of one hundred degrees below zero, and instantly solidified.

   Xiao Liu was watching the video while pinching his chin. When he saw that face, his chin was pinched red by him without even knowing it.

  Xie Haoran was holding a cup to drink water. When he saw that face, his hand stiffened and trembled in mid-air.

  The manager Coke Oven was touching his beard. The moment he saw that face on the screen, his breathing was stagnant.

  Almost everyone in the entire composition department stopped their original movements, staring at the computer screen.

   "My grass, Ang Lee!"

  I don’t know who made the sound, which disrupted the originally silent atmosphere.

   Immediately afterwards, the entire composition department exploded almost instantly, and everyone was like a repeater:

   "My grass, Ang Lee!"

   "My grass, Ang Lee!"

   "My grass, Ang Lee!"

  Anyone can't imagine that the people who have been working with them for two months are the ultimate literary magnates, super writers!

  Everyone’s mood can only be described in a few words at this moment:

  Unbelievable, powerful, awesome, and blasting!

  ……

  At the venue, the third brother Tang Chi was also very curious about the peacefulness on the stage.

After all,    is the winner of the 27th Mao Dun Literature Award. The third brother Tang Chi has already decided. After the show, he will try his best to have a meal with him and win ties.

  After all, his third brother Tang Chi is known as a businessman among writers, and it is still necessary to have a good relationship with him.

  Then, the black face towel was taken off by Chairman Zhang Guoliang, and the third brother Tang Chi saw the face that was too familiar to him.

   "This, this, Ang Lee, it turned out to be Ang Lee!"

The third brother Tang Chi looked at the stage in a daze, and his whole body stayed in place.

  He stiffly turned his head and looked at the empty seat next to him, and then at the focus of attention on the stage.

   "Lee Ang, this guy, his wife is too deep to hide!"

   "I always thought he was just an ordinary web writer, but I didn't expect that he was the real super king!"

  ……

  At this moment, who is the most complicated mood?

  Of course it is Su Yuqi.

  No one has a more complicated mood than her.

Correct.

  There is no one!

  An Zhi Ruo Su, Li An.

   Su Yuqi had already suspected the connection between the pen name and the name six months ago.

  However, the agent Ma Fang has been comforting her: "An Zhi Ruo Su can't be Li Ang's."

  In order to comfort her, I told her many examples.

  For example, Ang Lee wrote about Dou Breaking Sky and Ghost Blowing Lantern, it is impossible to write "Ordinary World" in such a short time. This is illogical.

  So Su Yuqi believed it. She recognized Ma Fang's words and thought An Zhiruosu could not be Li Ang.

  Afterwards, after Mao Prize winner An Zhiruosu took the stage, and told about his experience in writing "The Ordinary World", Su Yuqi was even more certain: An Zhiruosu could not be Li Ang, because Li Ang had never been to the Loess Plateau.

  All the time, Su Yuqi has been comforting herself, telling her: An Zhiruosu is not Li An.

but now.

  All self-comfort collapsed at this moment.

  Familiar cheeks, familiar facial features, familiar everything, all tell her truthfully Su Yuqi all the time.

  If you are in peace, it is Lee An!

  At this moment, Su Yuqi collapsed and collapsed not only her self-comfort, but also her pride and prejudice.

  Su Yuqi's head flashed one scene after another in an instant.

  When the divorce happened half a year ago, Su Yuqi quietly looked at the face of Li Ang, who was on the opposite side, and said, “Want to hear why I want a divorce?

"When I first met you, you were the president of the University Literature Club. You were already a member of the Hezhou Writers Association at the age of twenty. You were radiant at that time. But since we got married, you seem to have no pursuit and dream."

   "You know, our identities and gaps are getting bigger and bigger now, we can no longer live together. So, this is the reason."

  There is no pursuit or dream, this is the label that Su Yuqi put on Li An.

Immediately after the poem conference, when Su Yuqi learned that Zhang Jingya and An Zhiruosu met in Jingyuan Study, she wandered under the bright moonlight, and then secretly thought: What if you are An Zhiruosu, You are only good in poetry, but in real literature and music, you are nowhere near me!

  I went to the annual meeting of Yueyue Group to present awards.

  At the venue of the Mao Dun Literature Award again.

  I still remember that an hour ago, before the award ceremony, she looked at Su Yuqi and Li An from the sky, saying hello to each other;

I still remember that after Zhang Guoliang personally put the trophy on her Su Yuqi 30 minutes ago, Su Yuqi quietly, slightly contemptuously and contemptuously looked at Li Ang in the fourth row at the bottom of the venue, her eyes raised slightly. The corners of his mouth all show that he looks down on Li Ang.

  And now thirty minutes later.

  Li Ang stood on the stage, holding the most glorious trophy in literary history: Mao Dun Literature Award!

  That's the Mao Dun Literature Award!

  The entire China has a population of more than one billion, and only four years have passed the birth of a Mao Dun Literature Prize winner!

  Everything that I looked down on Ang Lee at the beginning turned into a sharp blade at this moment, severely cutting every inch of Su Yuqi's body.

  Su Yuqi looked at the trophy in Li An's hand, and then looked down at the medal on her neck.

  The trophy of the highest glory! And a medal that is just nominations.

  The two are completely in sharp contrast.

  Suddenly, she felt so funny and so funny.

  Her slender palms began to force, grasping her clothes hard, and the red woolen coat was deformed by her grasp.

  She raised her hand and held the medal on her neck, trying to tear it off and throw it away.

  However, she has no courage, and she cannot throw away her medals in this venue.

  She could only let this complicated and unwilling emotion spread. Her arms trembled slightly because of too much force, her fingers were pale due to too much force when she pinched the medal, and her nails seemed to be almost embedded in the flesh.

  　 The code word started at 1:00 in the morning and has not slept until now, and the **** was dried out, and it came out in a breath, brothers?

  　　 I can’t stand it anymore today. Chapter 9 has been updated, and Chapter 9 is still a small four thousand-word chapter!

  　　 I went to bed!

  　　 In addition, please beg everyone, if you have a monthly ticket in your hand, please vote. Xiaohai can't stand 20,000 words a day, so let's get a monthly pass to reward Xiaohai.

  (End of this chapter)