1979: My fiancée is a goddess

"It seems unlikely that we can remove him from the candidate list. We'll have to wait until the election this afternoon to see who comes out on top."

Hu Jianwen frowned as he stood aside, watching the young man chatting and laughing with a group of leaders with ease, and the beautiful woman who was as indifferent as ice. His thoughts sank slightly, but he also became more and more clear-headed.

He realized that his previous actions might not have been in vain.

However, Cheng Kaiyan's identity holds a very special place in the world of children's literature.

Chen Zijun invited him to run for office, and even these leaders couldn't find anything wrong with him except for his age, so they could only let Cheng Kaiyan run for office...

"However, running for office is one thing, but when it comes to the actual election, the situation will be different."

"Heh, kid! Just because you're famous doesn't mean you can get elected. We'll see."

Hu Jianwen's eyes were cold, tinged with contempt and disdain. Having made up his mind, he put on a warm smile and approached, saying, "Leader..."

nine thirty.

The host's voice came over the loudspeaker in the auditorium, announcing that the performance was about to begin.

"The performance has begun, let's take our seats."

The group stopped talking, and Chen Zijun walked ahead.

"Walk."

Cheng Kaiyan pulled Jiang Ting back to their seats.

“I just talked to Sister Minghua, and we both think you still have a good chance in this election.”

Jiang Ting picked up her thermos, took a sip of hot water, and looked at Cheng Kaiyan with her cool, beautiful eyes.

"Let it go."

Cheng Kaiyan shook his head and didn't say much, but he did understand the hidden meaning in his aunt's words.

The reason my aunt mentioned Aunt Tang Minghua was probably to say that she could get her support.

But Cheng Kaiyan did not intend to do so, because it would waste her aunt's favor.

In Cheng Kaiyan's view, the position of vice president was optional.

"Okay, once you've thought it through, that's fine."

Jiang Ting thought for a moment and then decided not to try to persuade him further.

The performance began soon afterward. The first act was a song, a classic, Li Guyi's "Ronghua".

The singer was a young girl, supposedly a member of a singing group, and she had excellent singing skills.

The second program was a recitation performed by a group of primary school students.

the fourth……

the fifth……

The host came on stage and announced: "The next program is... the song 'Xiao Fang'!"

"Xiao Fang?"

Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting exchanged a glance and couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. Neither of them expected it to be Xiaoli's "signature song" in the singing world, "Xiao Fang".

"Actually, Xiaoli does have some singing talent."

After listening to the song, Cheng Kaiyan suddenly sighed with emotion.

He also remembered that Xiaoli mastered "Xiao Fang" in a very short time and performed quite well on stage, making some female comrades cry.

"That's true. She's loved music since she was a child, besides dancing."

Jiang Ting recalled what Xiaoli looked like when she was a child and chuckled.

"I've heard that dancers over thirty, especially after having children, don't have the same agility and flexibility as before."

Cheng Kaiyan rested her chin on her hand and said thoughtfully, "Sister Xiaoli can develop in many areas. Don't limit yourself to dance. You can also sing. They are all artistic pursuits."

"That's not a bad idea."

Jiang Ting nodded in agreement. Dance is a career that relies on youth, and it would be great if one could become a dance teacher later on. "But in this case, the heavy responsibility will fall on Xiao Yan's shoulders."

"what?"

Cheng Kaiyan turned her head and looked at the beautiful woman with a puzzled expression.

"You're such a talented man, shouldn't you write a few more songs for her? Don't you think so?"

Jiang Ting teased with a smile, a hint of admiration and affection flashing in her cold, dark eyes.

She knew that Cheng Kaiyan was extremely talented, with expertise in novels, poetry, piano, songs, and more, and she excelled in all of them.

Even a cold-hearted beauty like Jiang Ting would find it hard to resist a man like that.

"Haha, of course, I'll talk to her about it later."

Cheng Kaiyan couldn't stop smiling and nodded repeatedly.

He really couldn't figure out why his sister Xiaoli had changed careers to sing.

However, with me around, I can at least become famous all over the country, and maybe even appear on the Spring Festival Gala like Li Guyi.

However, it seems that Xiaoli from her past life actually worked as an actress...

The two ate snacks and dried fruit while watching the performance and chatting.

Talk and laugh.

Unbeknownst to them, the slight distance that had arisen between them due to their month-long separation abroad and their engagement had completely dissipated.

A feeling of complete emotional connection was rekindling between them; they were each other's most trusted people.

This was something they had built long ago on that rainy night in southern Xinjiang; neither life nor death could separate them, nor could it destroy them.

The performance ended at noon.

The Ministry of Culture did not provide meals, but there was a canteen. Cheng Kaiyan and her aunt went to the canteen with Tang Minghua for a meal.

The three of them ordered boxed lunches and sat down in a corner.

Are you confident about the election this afternoon?

Tang Minghua asked casually.

"I'm not very confident."

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head and didn't say anything more.

Tang Minghua said helplessly, "Actually, it's called a democratic vote, but the final result still depends on the department leaders' wishes. Your biggest competitor is Hu Jianwen, whose uncle is a leader in the department..."

"Just give it a try...you're still young."

"Ah."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded, appearing quite calm.

……

After lunch, Cheng Kaiyan took her aunt back to the faculty compound of Beijing Normal University to rest, as she had a class in the afternoon.

Cheng Kaiyan then turned back and took a nap in the Wutong Courtyard.

Voting began at 2 p.m.

He woke up at 1:30 a.m. and rode his bike toward the Ministry of Culture.

When we arrived at the auditorium that served as the election venue, it was dimly lit, with only the first few rows lit. Looking around, there were about a hundred people in the audience.

A podium was brought onto the stage, with a microphone on it and a ballot box next to it.

It looks like I'll be giving a speech on stage soon.

Cheng Kaiyan planned to write something backstage later.

As I was pondering, a familiar voice came from beside me.

As Cheng Kaiyan's ally, Chen Zijun was waiting for him at the door early on.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his slightly dark face was shrouded by the burning cigarette in his hand, and he had a serious and somber expression.

"You've arrived. Come with me."

"President Chen."

The two greeted each other and found a quiet place to sit down.

"The voting process consists of two steps: first, voting; second, based on the total number of votes and taking into account various factors, the final candidates will be determined by our presidents and leaders from the Ministry of Culture..."

"A total of 186 votes were cast, consisting of members of the association, heads of branches across the country, and other groups."

There are five candidates for vice president, including you. I have done my best to secure thirty to fifty votes for you. The rest depends on you. In short, the more votes the better..."

Chen Zijun explained the entire process in detail.

"I see, so the speech greatly influences the vote count..."

Cheng Kaiyan said thoughtfully.

"Yes, you need to make full use of your advantages as a great writer and a scholar of children's literature theory. At the very least, you can't get too few votes. Only then will you have a chance to win in the second round."

Chen Zijun reminded him.

"I see."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded solemnly; it seemed there was still a chance of being elected.

"I'll introduce you to the members of the association, so you'll at least get an idea of ​​who they are."

"it is good."

The two got up and walked forward.

"President!"

Someone saw the two and immediately stood up to greet them.

"Comrades, this is Comrade Cheng Kaiyan, who is participating in this vice president election. I'm sure you've all heard of her by now..."

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan? That great writer?" "Hello comrades, I am Cheng Kaiyan. It's a pleasure to meet you all, and I hope..."

In the following time, Chen Zijun introduced Cheng Kaiyan to the members of the academy so that they could get to know each other properly.

After walking around, everyone had a basic impression of Cheng Kaiyan.

The election rally officially began at 2 o'clock.

The first position to be contested is Deputy Secretary-General, and there are three candidates in total.

Cheng Kaiyan also cast her vote for one of the comrades who graduated from Beijing Normal University, and he was quite young, in his early thirties.

Unfortunately, this comrade ranked third in the vote.

"That's definitely because he's too young!"

Cheng Kaiyan frowned and turned to ask President Chen Zijun.

"Hehe... I guess so."

Chen Zijun smiled helplessly.
There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not stable.

This is the current social climate.

When elders govern the country, those below naturally follow suit.

Moreover, in the preceding decade or so, a large number of educated youth were sent to the countryside, resulting in a shortage of young talent and insufficient competition.

Those who rise to leadership positions are all middle-aged people in their forties or fifties; they all feel young even at thirty.

No matter how capable a young person is, they can only slowly work their way up. Want to become a leader?
Having ability alone is not enough.

Cheng Kaiyan found paper and pen and thought for a while about what aspects to develop in her speech.

The election is still ongoing.

Electors take the stage to give speeches, people deliberate before voting, and then the votes are counted and announced.

This is a very slow, but very rigorous process.

By the time seven or eight positions had been filled and it was time for the most crucial vice president, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Please welcome our first candidate, Comrade Hu Jianwen, to the stage. Comrade Hu Jianwen is 41 years old this year, holds a bachelor's degree, and graduated from..."

The host held up the microphone and announced the news, while also introducing his specific situation to the audience.

Amid applause, Hu Jianwen, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, walked onto the stage with a smile. His steps were steady, his expression serious, and he raised the microphone, speaking in a deep voice:
"Comrades, I am Hu Jianwen, and I have been serving as the deputy secretary-general of the society."

During my term, I accomplished the following challenging tasks assigned to me by the organization.

Last year, I spearheaded the establishment of a branch in Tianjin, and some of the members from the Tianjin branch are also present here..."

A few minutes later, a speech praising his achievements came to an end, and the audience burst into applause.

In the seats in front, several comrades were whispering among themselves, seemingly acknowledging Hu Jianwen's contributions and wanting to cast their precious and sacred vote for him.

"If it weren't for me, this vice president position would probably be his."

After listening, Cheng Kaiyan had to admit that this fat guy had indeed made some contributions to the development of the association.

And I feel like someone who comes along halfway to pick the peaches.

"He has made some contributions, but a corrupt person like him is absolutely unsuitable to be the vice president."

Chen Zijun snorted coldly.

One, two, three candidates finished their speeches on stage.

It was already five o'clock when it was Cheng Kaiyan's turn.

"Next, please welcome Comrade Cheng Kaiyan to the stage!"

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan graduated from Beijing Normal University. She is a well-known writer and a recognized master of children's literature by Mr. Bing Xin and Mr. Ye Shengtao. Several of her theoretical works on children's literature have been listed as required reading by many universities."

"This March, he swept five major literary awards and was featured in the People's Daily and on CCTV News... It is an honor for our society to have such a comrade join us!"

"Let's invite Comrade Cheng Kaiyan to the stage to give a speech!"

As the host read out the list of titles, his voice couldn't help but become excited and enthusiastic.

Clearly, in his mind, Cheng Kaiyan was an absolutely well-known and famous figure.

Some of the younger comrades in the audience were so excited that they clapped enthusiastically, and the applause was thunderous.

Amidst such applause and diverse gazes,

"The morale of the troops is high!"

Cheng Kaiyan and Chen Zijun exchanged a glance.

He took a deep breath, stood up with his speech in hand, and slowly walked onto the stage.

Speaking into the loudspeaker to the more than one hundred comrades below the stage: "Hello comrades, I am Cheng Kaiyan."

"Although participating in this vice president election was a hasty decision, it is also a great challenge for me."

"The creation and research of children's literature is a great undertaking, and today, the development of children's literature in our country is at its lowest point since the founding of the People's Republic of my country."

Compared to pure literature, popular literature is far inferior.

After the buzzing, Chinese children's literature is facing a dilemma of only having "four twos".

Today, in such a large country as ours, there are only about twenty active professional children's literature writers, two publishing houses, more than two hundred editors and publishers, and more than two hundred kinds of books published every year.

Such a dangerous situation is happening right under our noses.

……

"what?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the audience turned solemn and was deeply shocked.

"Chairman Chen, is what Comrade Cheng Kaiyan said true or false? Has our children's literature cause really declined to this extent?"

Professor Pu Manting asked with a look of surprise.

"I've done the estimation, and it's pretty much the same as what Comrade Cheng Kaiyan said."

Chen Zijun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

It can be said that the point Cheng Kaiyan made as soon as she stepped onto the stage instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan! Has the situation become this critical?!"

"What should we do?!"

Someone stood up anxiously and asked a question.

"That's a good question! What should we do?"

Cheng Kaiyan slapped the table and said, "Our Children's Literature Research Association must shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing children's literature! I have some immature thoughts on this matter to share with you."

"it is good!"

"Truly a master of children's literature! That's spot on!"

Some people in the audience cheered excitedly and led the applause!
Cheng Kaiyan pressed her palm down lightly, and the scene quieted down again. She spoke with a calm and confident expression:
"First and foremost, we need to change the number of children's literature authors! We must call upon all those across the country who are passionate about children's literature to participate in the creative process!"

"I propose that we should establish a children's literature writing workshop, firstly to improve the writing skills of our new writers, and secondly to raise the critical theory and aesthetics of children's literature to a suitable standard..."

"Secondly, we should collaborate with universities that are at the forefront of theoretical research to make our theories more complete and systematic!"

"Furthermore, we should establish a top-tier journal dedicated to theoretical research in children's literature! This will promote the development of our theories..."

Cheng Kaiyan's speech covered a wide range of topics, from cultivating writers and collaborating on theoretical research to specialized academic journals, all presented from a professional perspective.

Whether they were staff members from the Ministry of Culture, senior members of the association, or young people, everyone in the audience was captivated by Cheng Kaiyan's vision for the future.

"This plan is absolutely brilliant! Comrade Cheng Kaiyan truly deserves to be called a master of children's literature!"

"Yes, he's appointed as vice president this time! There shouldn't be any major problems!"

Chen Zijun, Professor Pu Manting, and others were also very excited. Such a comprehensive and specific development idea was put forward by Comrade Cheng Kaiyan!

Immediately, a lively discussion ensued.

When Cheng Kaiyan finished her speech and stepped down from the stage, the auditorium was almost completely filled with applause and cheers.

It lasted for several minutes before it ended.

The process then continued, and the vote counting began.

"One vote for Comrade Cheng Kaiyan..."

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan has two votes..."

"One vote for Comrade Hu Jianwen..."

"Comrade XXX, one vote..."

The final result was clearly written on paper within two minutes.

"Comrade Hu Jianwen, 133 votes!"

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan, 145 votes!"

"..."

……

"Only a dozen or so more votes, it's practically a tie?"

Chen Zijun frowned, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

"It's already pretty good, but the time was too short."

Cheng Kaiyan felt it was expected. Although the speech was good, it left too little time for everyone to digest it.

With over 140 votes, ranking first is already a pleasant surprise.

"Yes, but a dozen or so votes are not enough to win. In the end, it depends on how the leaders choose. But Professor Pu Manting and I definitely support you."

Chen Zijun felt a little regretful, sighed, but quickly rallied and firmly supported Cheng Kaiyan. (End of Chapter)