In the courtyard, Xiaoyuan introduced Dou Dou Shishi what Li Xiang was going tonight. Dou Dou was halfway through hearing this and immediately shouted that she knew. She remembered this. When the shortlist was announced not long ago, she also watched the whole process in front of the TV, and she also yelled to be proud of the elephant. The elephant would be proud of her in the future.

"I know now, then do you want to watch TV to cheer up your brother?" Xiang Xiaoyuan said.

"want--"

The little rabbit sister immediately ran to the front of the TV and stood there, unwilling to leave.

Xiang Xiaoyuan asked Shishi to pull his sister back.

Shishi asked Dou Dou to come back and sit on the sofa, not to stand so close. But Dou Dou didn't listen, and she stared at the TV. At this moment, there was no scene on the TV, but was making an introduction to the works shortlisted for the major awards and corresponding writers.

This little rabbit sister actually watched this with relish.

"Do you know that you have myopia?" Shishi persuaded with great sincerity.

"Ha, Shishi, look." Dou Dou stretched his eyes wide, his eyes rolled around, and said with a smile: "The elephant said that my sister's eyes are super beautiful."

He spoke harshly to Xiaoyuan: "If you stand there again, go to the room to sleep immediately, and don't think about it tonight."

Dou Dou looked at her in surprise, as if she was telling the truth of this sentence. Finally, she felt that Xiaoyuan's mother could do it, so she came back without saying a word, climbed onto the sofa, hugged Mengqi, and came Ge You to lie down.

When you should be arrogant, when you should be cowardly, when you should be cowardly, and don’t lose the children’s people!

Shishi sat next to her and saw her sitting posture like this. Hey, sighed slightly, turned to Huang Youyi beside her and said, "Sister Xiaoyi, don't dislike Dou Dou. She is still very cute in normal times. She is like this after eating."

Dou Dou heard it, but was indifferent and stared at the TV. The TV had already sucked the little man in black and white inside her body. That was her soul.

Huang Youyi smiled and said, "You are all very cute."

Shishi watched TV while chatting with her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Shishi curiously, wondering why Shishi, who had never talked much, said so much today.

"It's an elephant - it's an elephant duck!"

Dou Dou suddenly resurrected with blood while Ge You lying, jumping up from the sofa. Huang Youyi was secretly surprised. This child actually had a carp to thrust. How could she stand up?! Her bulging belly... is really surprising.

Li Xiang appeared on TV!

The award ceremony has begun, and the picture finally switched to the Grand Theater. After passing several important figures, the camera immediately captured the most conspicuous Li Xiang.

He sat in the crowd, and against the backdrop of the many white hairs around him, he was like the bright stars in the night, full of heroic postures, and it was difficult not to notice them.

Huang Youyi looked at her sweetheart sitting in the front row of the Grand Theater with stars in joy. He was so young and confident. His talent made no one who could be his grandfather dare to ignore it.

At the same time, many people noticed this moment.

"It's Li Xiang!"

"I finally waited for my brother."

"Amei is coming out soon--brother is here!"

“His seat is so high.”

"He was given the camera for several seconds, and I'm very optimistic about him."

...

There was a noise in the square of the National Grand Theater at this moment, and the fans waiting here were talking, with smiles and excitement on their faces.

In the Grand Theater, Li Xiang also noticed the camera looking at him, smiled slightly, and looked at the stage, where the National Grand Theater Orchestra and the Choir began to perform the opening repertoire to warm up the award ceremony.

Li Xiang was listening to the Chinese classical music performed by the orchestra, and a voice beside him said, "Hello Li Xiang, I am Zhong Xiaoyang, I'm very happy to know you."

This is a man between 30 and 40 years old, tall and smiling and stretching out his hand.

Li Xiang shook hands with him and said, "Hello, I'm very happy to know you."

As soon as he heard his name, Li Xiang recognized the other party. His "Sadness" was shortlisted for the novella of the Purple Gold Literature Award this time, and he is still a competitor.

The two of them were next to each other, they lowered their heads and chatted for a few words, but then stopped talking and continued to watch the show.

After the orchestra and choir performances, the evening party officially began.

Hu Mingdi, chairman of the China Writers Association, stepped forward slowly, stood in front of the microphone, and began to speak:

"Friends, at this moment, the Huaxia National Grand Theater, where we stand, will witness the awards of the 50th Purple Gold Literature Award with us. For those of us who are committed to literature and art, the Grand Theater is a space with a rich sense: the long history has continued to grow rich meanings, solemnly bringing out those objects that have traveled through time and still shine, telling us the stories of the people and the times in the past, and calling us to continue the great story."

"The National Grand Theater has always regarded improving the quality of national culture and art as a landmark function of public welfare art institutions and carried out art popularization education for the public. In fact, this is also our fundamental pursuit in our hearts - to do our best to bring out the best things we can to the world, and firmly believe that this is the meaning of our life and work. This is also the ambition of the Purple Gold Literature Award: to examine, select, identify, and then solemnly deliver it to time and history."

"Eternity and immortality have established the dimension of the future for us. Under the reflection of the future, our era, our life, struggle and creation at this time are full of spirit and light... The image of the people is vividly displayed in the pen of our writers. Those fighters, workers, builders and creators, those who are persevering and self-improvement, those who defend their inner beliefs with dignity and persistent pursuit of a good life, become the protagonists. This is a typical figure who gathers countless specific people. The countless people they reflect and embody is the great power to create history, the people. Our writers tell the stories of China in a broad world perspective with a high degree of cultural awareness and cultural confidence..."

"Art is diverse, and literature is one of the important ways of expression. Here, at the National Grand Theater under our feet, countless literary classics have been adapted into stage plays. Art has different expressions, but no essential differences. For example, let's look at the youngest writer in the audience, Li Xiang, who is only 20 years old, not only gives us infinite imagination in literature, but also has a familiar national musician in music. Today, his literary works come to the National Grand Theater, and tomorrow, his music will not be late..."

Speaking of this, the camera was once again aimed at Li Xiang.

Li Xiang smiled and nodded to the stage.

At Xiao Li's house, Dou Dou was confused and had no idea what the old man was talking about. But when the camera switched to Li Daxiang, she knew that it was talking about her elephant. However, she still couldn't understand the duck, and grabbed the baby fat and said anxiously: "I can't understand, I can't understand the duck - who will tell the lady about the duck."

She looked at Shishi, and Shishi also looked at her, with wide eyes wider. She knew at a glance that neither of the sisters understood, so don't expect to explain.

The little sister looked at Li Chao with her eyes. Li Chao had a headache and said, "I'm praising your brother, saying that the stories he wrote were very good and the songs he sang were great."

"o." Shishi suddenly realized, and then happily started chatting with Huang Youyi again.

Dou Dou pulled the baby fat and continued to ask Li Chao, the old man Balabala said a lot, what did he say?

This made Li Chao stump. Not only did Dou Dou not understand the long paragraph that Hu Mingdi said before, but he didn't understand it either. It was too difficult to listen to it. Once he was distracted, he would not know anything.

He looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan and asked the hilarious elements to explain.

Xiang Xiaoyuan said with a toothache: "This is the bad thing about the literary ceremony. It is so stupid that it makes people confused. I feel that I have been surrendered."
Chapter completed!