It was an uneventful night.
The next morning.
Ha Qiqi and Little Wang came knocking on the door anxiously.
Little Wang said anxiously, "Director Zhang, what happened last night?"
Ha Qiqi also quickly asked, "Did you get into a conflict with Bangalore?"
"What conflict?" Zhang Ye had just woken up.
Little Wang said, "We heard that at the gala, the two of you —"
Zhang Ye sighed and said nonchalantly, "He said that I wouldn't win the Nobel Prize, so I told him that I'd only say a few words. How is that a conflict?"
Little Wang said timidly, "Y-You didn't hit him, right?"
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Am I that kind of person?"
As a result, Little Wang and Ha Qiqi rolled their eyes.
You're not that kind of person?
If you're not that kind of person, then who is!
You've rarely done such things in the past?
Ha Qiqi said with lingering fear, "It's good that you didn't hit him."
If anyone else heard Ha Qiqi's words, they would probably vomit blood. For a celebrity, even a slight glance, a slight conflict, or a slight sarcasm could be interpreted by the media, much less a physical attack. It could have a very serious impact, so how could they be sloppy about it? However, the staff of Zhang Ye's Studio were different. They really had very low expectations of Director Zhang. As long as he did not hit anyone, anything else would be fine. Everything else was just a small matter.
Zhang Ye looked at his watch. "What time is the award ceremony?"
"10 AM," Ha Qiqi said.
Little Wang immediately said, "It's time for our makeup."
Zhang Ye nodded. "OK."
Breakfast.
Makeup.
Queuing up.
Waiting to enter the venue.
The staff were very busy, and the media from all over the world had also arrived.
Before entering the venue, there would be a brief off-site interview. From this, one could see the popularity of some of the candidates. What surprised a lot of people was that Zhang Ye was surrounded by a lot of reporters, especially the American reporters, Russian reporters, Chinese reporters, and even Japanese reporters. They were all surrounding him.
Bangalore.
Felicia.
The few of them also received the same treatment.
On the contrary, there were much fewer reporters from the chemistry and mathematics fields.
This was actually not surprising. For the people of the world, the Nobel Prize in Mathematics, the Nobel Prize in Physics, and the Nobel Prize in Medicine were too far away from them. These kinds of academic awards were not something that ordinary people could understand and participate in. They did not even know most of the scholars and professors. But it was different for the Nobel Prize in Literature. The nominees were all world-renowned literary writers and their works were on sale. Any ordinary person could buy their books at any bookstore and get to know them. They could even make their own judgments about who they thought was better and whose works were better. Similarly, it was the same for the Nobel Peace Prize. Naturally, the people of the world paid a lot more attention to the Nobel Prize in Literature and the Peace Prize. As such, the media naturally paid extra attention to these two awards. Every year, the winners of these two awards would also cause heated discussions around the world.
This was also the reason why Zhang Ye had insisted on challenging for the Nobel Prize in Literature. It was because it was much more popular than the Mathematics or Physics Prizes.
Zhang Ye's interview was ongoing.
The Chinese reporter said excitedly, "Teacher Zhang, you're China's tenth nominee for the Nobel Prize. China's hundreds of millions of citizens are looking forward to you bringing home a Nobel Prize for our country."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Alright."
The Chinese reporter was excited. "You're that confident of bringing home the trophy?"
Zhang Ye nodded. "I'll ask them where they made the trophy later."
That Central TV reporter burst out laughing!
Who asked you to make the trophy!
I'm asking you about winning the prize!
The female Russian reporter immediately said, "Professor Zhang, I'm a Russian reporter. The president has nothing but praise for your work and even initiated peace talks because of it. It's the most crucial step in recent years and has even affected the current state of the world. This is something that no other literary work has ever done before."
Zhang Ye smiled. "I've heard about it too."
The Russian reporter said, "What do you think is so charming about your work?"
The American reporter also interjected, "In America, Gone with the Wind has been selling like crazy. After the last racist law was repealed, tens of millions of people in North America alone benefited from it. Many African Americans and people who oppose racial discrimination have very high evaluations of your work. The influence that this work has on the world has not ended even to this day. Will this help you get on the highest podium of the Nobel Prize in Literature?"
The questions came one by one.
Zhang Ye smiled and answered them one by one.
Neither servile nor overbearing.
Cultured and refined.
Elegant and graceful.
Quite a few foreign reporters were nodding in agreement.
…
China.
At Zhang Ye's parents' house.
Due to the time difference, it was already evening in Beijing.
"Has it started?"
"Which channel is it on?"
"Central TV Department 1."
"Let me see. Ah, it's already started!"
"Zeqing, come over quickly."
The entire family was sitting in front of the television.
Sisi also ran over. "Where's Daddy? Where's Daddy? "
His mother pointed excitedly at the television. "Look, quick, they're interviewing your daddy right now. Heh, what kind of language is Little Ye speaking? There's no translation here!"
His father hurriedly said, "Zeqing, what is Little Ye saying?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and translated for them.
…
At his maternal grandma's house.
His three sisters had arranged to gather together.
"The live broadcast is starting!"
"Let's go in!"
"Wow, there's even an interview with our brother!"
"Why are there even foreign reporters interviewing our brother?"
"Our brother is so popular!"
His maternal grandma said with a straight face, "Keep it down, don't make so much noise."
His maternal grandpa was also a little excited. "It's the Nobel Prize! I never expected that our grandson would one day attend the Nobel Prize award ceremony."
His second sister shouted, "Bro, you can do it!"
His third sister also shouted, "Raise the prestige of our country!"
…
At Yao Jiancai's house.
"Dad! Hurry up and come over! "
"It's starting, it's starting! Has the live broadcast started already? "
"The interview just ended and they're about to enter the venue."
"How long until the winner is announced?"
"I think it'll take another half an hour!"
"Today is really the most important day of Zhang 'er's career."
"It's also the most important day for China's entertainment and literary world!"
…
At the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
"Old Chi, I'm a little nervous!"
"Me too, Old Zhou."
"It's all up to Zhang Ye now!"
"Yeah, success or failure hinges on this!"
"I hope that Zhang Ye can do us proud!"
…
On Weibo.
"Pfft."
"That joker!"
"Look, that Central TV reporter is crying!"
"Hahaha, ask them where the trophy was made. I'm cramping up from laughing! "
"Look at how Face-smacking Zhang can still joke around. He seems very relaxed."
"It's the Nobel Prize! Bring one back! "
"Supporting Zhang Ye!"
"China's first Nobel Prize is all up to Zhang Ye!"
…
Japan.
"Did that fellow really get nominated?"
"He's our old enemy!"
"Is he still going to continue drawing comics or not?"
"That damned eunuch! We can't let him win the prize even if we let the Indian writer win it! "
"Supporting the Japanese author!"
"Come on, Master!"
"The Nobel Prize in Literature will definitely be ours!"
…
Australia.
"We have a nominee for the Nobel Prize in Medicine."
"Is there any hope?"
"I don't know. The Nobel Prize has always been very unpredictable."
"Yeah, even if everyone is optimistic about it, it might not necessarily win the prize in the end. It's hard to say."
"Who do you guys think will win the Literature Prize?"
"The Indian writer still has the best chance."
"Yeah, they haven't given it to Bangalore in so many years. Even the Nobel Prize jury probably won't be able to withstand the pressure this time. Bangalore's works are indeed obvious to all."
…
America.
"It's time for the live broadcast!"
"There's going to be a lot to watch today."
"The nominees for this year's Nobel Prize will be out soon."
"Yeah, let's see who the biggest winner will be."
"I'm afraid it's going to be a bloodbath this time."
"It's a pity that our American female author has already lost the right to win the Literature Prize."
"Yeah, her new book has been suppressed by the sales of Gone with the Wind too much."
…
The UK.
"We're the hosts this time, so we should have a good chance of winning."
"But that might not necessarily be the case."
"We can only fight for the Economics Prize."
"Right, that's a good chance."
"We can also win the Literature Prize, right?"
"I'm afraid we can't win the Literature Prize. The Chinese and Indian writers are too strong."
"But I'm not optimistic about the Chinese writer. If China wants to win an international award, especially the world's most prestigious Nobel Prize, they won't easily give it to a Chinese person, right?"
"Yeah, a Chinese person hasn't won the Nobel Prize before."
…
On this day.
At this moment.
100 million people.
500 million people.
1 billion people.
Countless people turned on their televisions. Many of the countries that were experiencing jet lag were also watching the World Cup like China. They woke up in the middle of the night and sat in front of their televisions, drinking beer and eating appetizers as they watched the live broadcast of the Nobel Prize. The Nobel Prizes of this world were much more influential than the Nobel Prizes of his previous world. Almost all of the television stations in the world were broadcasting it live. The eyes of the entire world were focused on this event. They were all waiting for the final award to be presented, waiting for the highest award that represented the entire world!
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