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Chapter 123 Zhuang Chongwen Literary Award

"Sure enough, I knew it wasn't that simple."
In the worker's apartment of the Lanyang Oilfield Petroleum Machinery Factory, Wang Jingkang slammed the table and shouted.
Not far away, his son, who was doing homework, was startled by his father's slap.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Only then did Wang Jingkang realize that he was a little excited. He turned to his son with a smile and said, "Dad read a novel. The story was very exciting, and he was a little excited. It affected you."
The son asked curiously: "What story is it? Is it really exciting? Can you tell me about it?"
Wang Jingkang smiled and put down "Science Fiction World", walked to his son, and touched his head, "You should do your homework first. Dad will tell you after you finish your homework."
"Yes." The son nodded heavily and continued to do his homework.
Wang Jingkang returned to his table, looked at the "Science Fiction World" on the table, and couldn't help but laugh.
The novel he was asked to slap on the table just now is called "Prison No. 7".
He had noticed this novel in the last issue, but halfway through it, the serialization was cut off, making it hard for people to get up and down.
After get off work today, he went out to buy a magazine because he was anxious to read the last part.
In fact, when he read the middle part, he had already predicted that the protagonist should be in an unreal world, but this was obviously a clue left intentionally by the author, probably to make readers slowly realize this.
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So when Wang Jingkang was watching it, he always thought that the ending should not be so simple.
Sure enough, the ending took a turn, and the one illusion turned into a double illusion.
Some people may say that the double illusion is just one more level.
But Wang Jingkang knows that this is not a change from one to two, but a change from one to infinity.
With this two, it will lead people to imagine towards infinity.
It's like the dot on an infinitely recurring decimal. The addition of that dot means there are infinite numbers that repeat and cycle endlessly.
This is the essence of this novel.
Wang Jingkang had imagined similar scenes more than once, but these scenes were always blurry and did not form a clear picture. This "Prison No. 7" gave him inspiration and allowed him to completely fill in his thoughts.
He suddenly had the urge to write a science fiction novel, not necessarily a science fiction novel like "Prison No. 7".
As a senior technician with a solid foundation in science and engineering, Wang Jingkang has had fantasies about the future and the universe more than once. These fantasies stayed in his mind and would come out from time to time.
And "Prison No. 7" is like the key to opening the magic box, releasing the imagination in his mind.

The phone in Yu Dong's dormitory is installed.
When the phone was first installed, Feng Ming and others came over to join in the fun, saying they were going to buy firecrackers to celebrate, but Yu Dong drove them away.
Yu Dong believed that if he really agreed to this, Feng Ming and the others would really be able to buy firecrackers and set them off.
After getting a phone, Yu Dong himself was very happy. It would not be so troublesome to contact others in the future.
Now that the phone is installed, what Yu Dong needs to do is to give his number to some people who need to be contacted.
Yu Dong's first call was to Su Tong. After talking about the phone call last time, Su Tong asked Yu Dong to tell him his number immediately.
"Hello, who's there?"
The phone was connected, and Su Tong's voice came from the other side. Although it was a little distorted, it could still be heard.
Yu Dong held the phone and said with a smile: "Brother, it's me, Yu Dong."
Su Tong opposite also smiled, "The phone is installed? Is it the phone in your dormitory or the phone in the office?"
"It's from my dormitory."
"That's convenient." Su Tong paused for a moment, then continued: "It's a coincidence that your call came at a good time, I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"What happened?" Yu Dong asked.
Su Tong said, "Please come to the club sometime. The selection for this year's Zhuang Chongwen Literary Award is about to begin. If you want to participate in the selection, you need to fill out an application form. I have already filled out my own form and am waiting for you."
Fill out this form and send it together."
"Zhuang Chongwen Literary Award?"
"Why, you haven't heard of this award. It was established in 1988. The first two awards were not well-known. The year before last, it started to get a little better. Now the awards are given in turns by region. Last year it was the northwest region, and this year it is the east China region. You guys
Shanghai and our Jiangsu province are both within the region."
"I've heard of it, but this award is not for works now, only for writers."
"It seems that I have been worrying too much. You know the prize quite well. The prize is several thousand yuan. If you win the prize, the money will be sent to you whether you go to receive the prize or not. Don't worry, you are free during this time.
Just come over and fill it out when the time comes. If it's really troublesome, I can fill it in for you. Anyway, there isn't much information to fill in."
Yu Dong said quickly, "No, no, I can just fill it out myself."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you. This time it's quite lucky for you. It happens to be the award for East China, so you caught up with it. And I think you still have a lot of hope. If the judges are not blind, they will definitely give the award to
you."
"Brother, if you are a judge, then I will definitely win the prize."
Su Tong laughed loudly, "If I were to be a judge, I would definitely settle my own award first, so I can't think of you. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have some things to do here. You can fill in the form."
Keep it in mind."
After Su Tong finished speaking, Dongbu didn't reply, and the phone was hung up.
Yu Dong smiled and continued to call others.
In fact, there are not many people I can contact, namely "Science Fiction World" and "Harvest" magazines. As for his parents, who are difficult to contact, Yu Dong plans to install a phone at home, and he will go back in June.
I just took a trip to get this done.
There is also Jimmy James who needs to be contacted frequently. His whereabouts are elusive. I want to call him, but I don’t know where to call him. I can only wait for him to come to me on his own initiative.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the phone call, Yu Dong concentrated on constructing his new novel.
Yu Dong has decided to take Bangkok as the beginning of the story.
Bangkok was the second place to build a wall. When other places were still at war, their royal family saw other countries building walls and decided to follow suit. They wanted to build a fully enclosed wall to separate Bangkok from all other places.
To this end, the royal family specially invited a group of experts to help. The protagonist Lin Anguo is one of the technicians in the team.
The wall in Bangkok was half-finished, and various plant diseases broke out in the area, resulting in a rapid decrease in food production.
At this time, the Thai royal family requested to send biologists to help them solve the problem. Considering that this plant disease might affect itself, Country M finally agreed to the request and sent a team of biologists to investigate and study it.
But when their investigation was about to yield results, a coup occurred in Bangkok.
Such crude political lies deceived most of the people. Many massacres broke out in the area. The team of biologists was almost destroyed. Only one person escaped with the information and handed it to Lin Anguo.
After the riots, the newly elected government sought help from multinational companies, who lent a helping hand and quickly solved the plant disease and became their savior.
This is the story line of the first part.
In fact, Yu Dong considered whether to write the plot of the massacre, because the impact of writing it might be very bad.
But in the end, Yu Dong still chose to write like this. As for the follow-up matters, he didn't want to worry about it for the time being.
In fact, much of the inspiration for Yu Dong's novel came from the domineering and deerskin "Clockwork Girl", including the political ecology and international environment in it.
Chapter completed!
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