London.
At the venue of the banquet.
Zhang Ye's entrance still attracted some attention. There weren't many Asian faces nominated for the Nobel Prize, only a few of them. Even those who hadn't seen Zhang Ye before could roughly guess who he was. Moreover, if they asked around, they would also know who he was. As a result, some of the people present cast curious glances at him. Gone with the Wind and its author had become very well-known throughout the world over the past month.
"So he's that China author?"
"He looks so young?"
"It's my first time meeting him too."
"Why does he know all the Nobel Prize nominees from the mathematics and physics worlds?"
"Don't you guys know?"
"Know what?"
"He's a famous mathematician himself."
"Ah?"
"There's such a thing?"
"He can't be some famous mathematician, right?"
"Isn't that so? He's very famous. I've done some research on him and found out that an international mathematics prize was awarded to him. But for some reason, he didn't accept the award."
"Rejected the award? Oh my God! "
"He's also an expert in the field of physics and mechanical engineering."
"Are you serious?"
"I only heard about it from the news. I don't know him very well either. Oh, he has another identity that you guys must've heard of. He's the hacker with the highest bounty in the world!"
"What?"
"It's him?"
"He's that 2? The world's number one hacker? "
"Why does this person have so many identities?"
"He's involved in so many industries all by himself?"
"That's why the international media once commented that he's the smartest person in the world in the last few centuries. However, very few people have heard of his name or news about him in the past, as there are political factors involved. A lot of countries around the world have very limited news coverage of China, and everyone knows this. It's just that his novel has caused such a huge sensation that he's finally stepped onto the international radar. The mainstream international media have no choice but to cover him."
"So that's how it is."
"Yeah, there wasn't any news about him in my country before Gone with the Wind either."
Everyone was discussing this.
Some people even pointed in Zhang Ye's direction.
Anthony could hear the voices around him.
The way Felicia looked at Zhang Ye had also changed. "So you're actually that good?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "No, it's just an undeserved reputation."
Anthony said, "How is this undeserved reputation!"
"I don't have a good reputation." Zhang Ye smiled.
Felicia didn't believe him. "You're a writer and a scientist. How bad can your reputation be? Can it compare to Bangalore in India? "
Zhang Ye blinked. "Why is his reputation bad?"
Anthony shook his head repeatedly. "He has a problem with his lifestyle. He can't walk when he sees a woman. Felicia has also been pestered by him before, and that's not all that bad. He has a bad temper, and he scolds his own assistant whenever he wants. In India, he has a very bad reputation. He's had conflicts with many people, and he's a gambling addict."
Zhang Ye said, "That's it?"
Felicia was speechless. "What else do you want?"
Anthony looked at him. "Can your reputation be worse than his?"
Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, but decided not to speak.
You call this a bad reputation?
This is called having a bad temper?
I thought it was something important!
Forget it, let's not talk about my shameful deeds!
Just as they were chatting, a commotion broke out in the hall.
"Why is he here?"
"Bangalore?"
"That fellow is really thick-skinned!"
"He caused a ruckus at last year's banquet, but he's here again this year?"
"Let's go and stay away from him."
A lot of people shook their heads and walked away.
When Zhang Ye turned around, he saw that person.
An Indian?
Bangalore?
It was a very tanned man. He didn't look very good, but he wasn't ugly either. He had two assistants following behind him.
Anthony's expression changed slightly. "Doesn't he know that he's not welcome here?"
Felicia also had a look of contempt on her face. "He actually came to the banquet wearing slippers?"
Bangalore was clearly a regular at the Nobel Prize in Literature. He had been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature for many years, so he knew most of the people here and even greeted them.
"Horn, long time no see!"
"Felicia, you're here too?"
Felicia didn't even bother with him.
Bangalore chuckled and didn't mind. After greeting them a few more times, he brought his assistants to the dining area. He took a glass of red wine and took a sip. Then he frowned and picked up a piece of steak to taste. Then he started nagging about how it tasted awful. After just a few sentences, he started making a ruckus.
Anthony pursed his lips. "See that, Zhang?"
Felicia said, "This is the Nobel Prize. The principle of the Nobel Prize has never been to look at a person's character, only their work. Otherwise, someone like him wouldn't have been nominated."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Let's just eat our food."
Anthony said, "Right, don't let people like him affect your mood."
Eat.
Drink.
Chat.
Half an hour passed.
Suddenly, Bangalore finally had enough of the ruckus. He turned around and walked away with an unhappy look on his face. When he passed by, he suddenly looked at Zhang Ye.
Bangalore asked, "The author of Gone with the Wind?"
Anthony was a little nervous.
Felicia also stepped in front of Zhang Ye to block him. "What are you doing?"
But Zhang Ye smiled. "That's me. What's the matter?"
Bangalore looked at him for a long time. "You won't get the Nobel Prize."
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "Is that so?"
Bangalore said, "If you don't believe me, we'll see tomorrow."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Alright then."
Bangalore chuckled and walked away.
Anthony said angrily, "Isn't that a provocation!"
Felicia said, "Ignore him."
Many of the Nobel Prize nominees gathered around to watch. They thought that Zhang Ye would get angered.
However, unbeknownst to them, Zhang Ye did not take it to heart at all.
…
Elsewhere.
China.
On Weibo.
"The Nobel Prize award ceremony is tomorrow."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"We'll have to see if Face-smacking Zhang has what it takes."
"Is it going to be a live broadcast this time?"
"Of course it is. The award ceremony will be broadcast live around the world."
"I can't wait for it."
"I heard that Bangalore, who can compete with Zhang Ye, has a bad temper."
"Pfft, previous poster, are you kidding me? In front of Zhang Ye, who in the world would dare to say that they have a bad temper? Motherfucker, then I'll be the first to object! "
"Hahahahaha!"
"Fuck, that's true. I take back what I said."
"Many media outlets around the world are saying that the Indian guy has a bad temper. Didn't you guys see it online? The Chinese people are all laughing without saying a word. Those people have never seen Zhang Ye act like a hooligan before! "
"There's really no way to compare them. A person like Bangalore would at most move his mouth and scold others. But what about Zhang Ye? He's someone who dares to take action! In terms of experience and number of works, Bangalore might really be much better than Zhang Ye. But in terms of temper? In terms of hands-on ability? Even ten Bangaloreans wouldn't be a match for Zhang Ye! "
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