Chapter 1203
Chapter 1203: 'I died for Beauty—but was scarce'!
Translator: Legge Editor: Legge
The Yanhong Literary Prize winners were about to be revealed.
And soon, the winners of the Qilu Literature Prize would also be announced.
Being two of the most coveted awards in the literary world that were given out once every four years, a lot of people paid attention to it regardless of if they were from the literary or the entertainment circles. Many of them even predicted the results.
"Old Tao has high hopes of winning this time."
"He lost by a whisker for the last Yanhong Literary Prize."
"I hope Teacher Sheng can win the award. He turns 78 this year, and of the earliest batch of pioneers, he's the only one who hasn't won any of the most coveted awards in the literary field."
"Sun Fang is quite good too."
"Sun Fang is too young and has too few works to speak of."
"This year looks to be rather interesting."
"Why?"
"Haven't any of you seen the nomination list? Zhang Ye's one of the candidates for the award."
"Haha, Lord Zhang has finally made it into the list of candidates for the most coveted award in the literary field."
"Yeah, Zhang Ye debuted just after the previous Yanhong Literary Prize was given out. This is the first time that he's been included in the list of candidates for the most coveted award, but we'll have to see if the literary circle will want to award it to him or not."
"Right, there's so much suspense."
"If he can win this award, then Zhang Ye would be really awesome!"
"Yeah, he's already gotten the most important awards for hosting, mathematics, documentary and variety shows. If he added the literary field's most coveted award to his list of accolades as well, it would be damn impressive! But then again, this guy is already impressive! There are many people who have won high honors before. For example, Li Ke has won more than ten of the various Film Director and Best Picture awards in the country. But to be able to cross over into different industries and win the best awards in each of them like Zhang Ye did, there really hasn't been anyone like this before. Every one of his high honors would be as valuable as five such awards that other people have won!"
"Based on his works, Zhang Ye deserves to win this year's Yanhong Literary Prize for sure. Who's been in the limelight as much as him over the past four years in the field of literature? Whether it's in the field of poetry or prose, Zhang Ye doesn't have any opponents at all. That 'When You Are Old' he posted on Weibo two days ago has been shared so many times by so many people. The only problem now is whether those people on the judging panel of the Yanhong Literary Prize would want to, or dare to, award it to him. After all, no matter how well-received Zhang Ye's works are to the general populace, the final results still have to depend on the votes of those people from the literary world. Furthermore, it's been proven countless times in the history of all the greatest literary awards—the uncertainty of winning such an award is huge."
"Zhang Ye to compete for Yanhong Literary Prize!"
"Can Zhang Ye add a top literary award to his list of accolades?"
"All attention on the results of the Yanhong Literary Prize!"
"The Writers' Association extends another invitation to Zhang Ye! Will Zhang Ye finally join?"
"Winners of Yanhong Literary Prize to be revealed tonight!"
A majority of the attention from the media was focused on Zhang Ye as he was the most well-known person in the list of nominees. Who else was there to watch?
On Weibo.
Zhang Ye's friends all sent their blessings.
Songstress Zhang Xia: "Wishing Little Zhang good luck."
Singer Li Xiaoxian: "In the literary field, I'm Teacher Zhang's diehard fan. This humble fan hereby wishes her idol a great victory and to take a step up to the summit of the literary world!"
…
There was heated discussion among the public.
Meanwhile, everyone at Zhang Ye's Studio was thrown into chaos because the Writers' Association had sent over an invitation yesterday for Zhang Ye to join them as a member. Afterwards, one of the main judges on the panel of the Yanhong Literary Prize called a press conference to answer about the invitation.
Ha Qiqi said anxiously, "Director Zhang!"
Zhang Ye was doing his makeup and did not answer her.
Zhang Zuo was standing behind, urging him, "Why don't you just join?"
"Yeah, we have nothing to lose by joining." Ha Qiqi checked her watch and said, "We still have to go to the award ceremony venue tonight, but there won't be time if we don't answer them!"
But Zhang Ye just said to the makeup artist, "Don't overdo it, just some light makeup will do."
Wu Yi was also trying to persuade him close by. "Have you forgotten about our plan to reach the summit? This award is of great importance to us and you really have to win it. Now that their side is asking you to join them, that means this is their condition for you. It's a good thing since it means they've decided to give in and agree to let you in to the Writers' Association. It also means that the literary world has officially given you their recognition, so that would mean the Yanhong Literary Prize is in the bag!"
Zhang Ye continued ignoring them.
Little Wang dragged Zhang Ye's agent, Rao Aimin, over.
"What is it?" Rao Aimin said impatiently, "I was just making dinner."
Little Wang said gloomily, "Big Sis Rao, Director Zhang's throwing a tantrum again. Nothing that any of us says is of use. Please help us change his mind. Otherwise, the most coveted award that should be his will be gone for sure."
Rao Aimin acknowledged her.
Zhang Ye looked over. "Old Rao, come with me to the awards ceremony tonight?"
Rao Aimin sneered at him. "I finally managed to grab a few days of peace and you're already giving me things to deal with?"
"Alright then, I'll go by myself." Zhang Ye shrugged.
Ha Qiqi looked at Rao Aimin.
Little Wang gave Rao Aimin's arm a strong nudge.
Suddenly, a call arrived. It was from a member of the Yanhong Literary Prize's judging panel. This was the umpteenth time they were calling to check if Zhang Ye had filled out his application to join the Writers' Association.
Little Wang didn't know what to say. "We…"
Rao Aimin took two steps and said in an unhurried tone, "Pass it to me."
Little Wang quickly handed the telephone to her.
Rao Aimin said to the employee on the line, "Are you crazy or what? How can you be so annoying by calling so often? The judging panel should just do their job and vote, what's with all this nonsensical crap that you're giving me….Who am I? I'm Zhang Ye's agent! Whatever it is you want, speak to me!"
She broke that person off with a few lines!
Everyone at the studio was dumbfounded listening!
"Sister Rao!"
"Aiyo!"
We were hoping you'd persuade Director Zhang, but you're not helping matters like this!
They finally understood why Rao Aimin, a person who was not from this field, had ended up being Zhang Ye's agent. Their tempers were far too alike. Each of them was more bad-tempered than the other!
Zhang Zuo gave a bitter smile and said, "Director Zhang, this is the Yanhong Literary Prize we're talking about!"
Little Wang stamped her feet anxiously. "Why are you being like this, Director Zhang?"
Zhang Ye smiled as he got up and looked at them. "Because it would look really ugly!"
Because it wasn't beautiful?
Because it would look really ugly?
What kind of reason was that!
In the entire room, perhaps only Zhang Ye and Rao Aimin would understand what it meant by "looking ugly." Zhang Ye really wanted to reach the summit and win this important award of the literary world, but he couldn't let it become something that would work against him.
…
On the same night.
At the Yanhong Literary Prize awards ceremony venue.
Reporters from all the different media outlets and the nominees for the award, as well as many authoritative figures from the industry, were present.
When Zhang Ye arrived, he immediately got surrounded by reporters.
It was Elder Qian who came over to help him escape. "Little Zhang, come, come, come, sit over here!"
Elder Qian was a person of distinction in the literary world. At the couplet competition a very long time ago, Elder Qian was the judge and guest. Zhang Ye had known him for several years, and he could be considered one of the few friends Zhang Ye had in the literary world. At that time, Elder Qian had also invited Zhang Ye to join the Writers' Association, but was tactfully rejected by Zhang Ye's "Facing the Sea as Spring Blossoms."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "How are you doing, Elder Qian?"
"What do you think?" Elder Qian guffawed.
Zhang Ye said, "What do I think? It looks to me you wouldn't have a problem running the 10,000-meter race."
Elder Qian grunted, "You must be trying to kill me!"
Zhang Ye: "Haha! Oh right, are you part of the judging panel for the Yanhong Literary Prize?"
Elder Qian shook his head. "No, but I am the main judge for the Qilu Literature Prize, which will be given out sometime later. I was invited as a guest this time. Quick, take a seat."
Soon after, the awards ceremony began!
The winners' list was revealed!
A leader of the literary world announced, "I'll be announcing the final voting results of the 7th Yanhong Literary Prize awards. The five winners are respectively: Tao Chihao!"
Applause sounded from the audience!
Everyone in the writers' zone looked over at Teacher Tao.
"Sheng Nian!"
Applause rang again!
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