America.
"Ours!"
"Well done!"
"It's James!"
"Hahahaha!"
…
The UK.
"It's really an American!"
"There's no suspense about the Medicine Prize."
"Hai."
…
The Netherlands.
"Let's congratulate him."
"There's another doctor at the top of the medical world."
"The Americans have occupied this spot for the past three years."
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China.
"When will the Literature Prize be announced?"
"The Literature Prize and Peace Prize have always been announced last."
"I can't wait."
…
At the venue.
James ended his speech.
The applause from the audience came wave after wave until James walked off the stage. The cameras from all over the world's media outlets were still focused on him. At this moment, he was the protagonist of the entire venue and the center of attention of the entire world. Perhaps some people did not know about James's contributions to the medical world, or perhaps this was the first time they had heard of his name. But none of that mattered, because everyone knew what the Nobel Prize meant.
Ha Qiqi was clapping.
Zhang Ye was also clapping.
After a long time, the live broadcast cameras turned back to the podium.
The foundation's director stood up with a smile again.
The director said, "Next, I will be announcing the winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Mathematics."
All of a sudden, the Mathematics Prize nominees' section fell silent.
Zhang Ye also looked in their direction with interest.
Little Wang said regretfully, "It's a pity that we didn't get nominated."
Ha Qiqi said, "Yeah, if Director Zhang had been willing to give it his all, he might have been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Mathematics as well. However, each person can only win one award in each Nobel Prize. Otherwise, we could have fought for the Mathematics Prize, Physics Prize, and Literature Prize. Who knows, we might have gotten three of them? That would truly be unprecedented and unparalleled in the future! "
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes when he heard that. "Old Ha, you're thinking too much."
Ha Qiqi laughed and said, "We'll have to fight for the Nobel Prize in Mathematics in the future anyway."
Little Wang said, "There's also the Physics Prize!"
Zhang Ye smiled. "We don't even know if we can win this Nobel Prize yet, but you're already thinking of getting three? I'm not even as bold as you! "
On the stage.
The director said loudly, "The winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Mathematics is — British mathematician, House Hank!"
Anthony exclaimed in surprise, "It's our British!"
Everyone in the venue turned to look!
All the cameras were now focused on a 70-year-old Englishman!
House was slightly taken aback. He didn't look that excited, but his hands on the chair were trembling. They were trembling with excitement.
Applause rang out!
Pa pa pa pa!
When the old man walked up to the podium, the applause became even more enthusiastic!
At this moment, it was as if the entire world's applause was for him!
Little Wang asked, "Director Zhang, do you know him?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I've heard of him, but I've never had any dealings with him. He's a famous mathematician in the world of mathematics. When he was 50 years old, he was nominated for the Nobel Prize. This time, his wish has finally come true."
There were at least four strong contenders for the Nobel Prize in Mathematics. It was hard to tell who would win the Nobel Prize, and no one could say anything about it. Perhaps it was due to various considerations, or perhaps it was due to the discussion of the jury, but in the end, the Nobel Prize was given to House, an old man who had lived his entire life in the world of mathematics.
Next.
Chemistry Prize.
Physics Prize.
Economics Prize.
They were all announced one by one!
Every time an award was announced, the entire venue would be filled with applause. One Nobel Prize winner after another was announced. Right now, only the Peace Prize and Literature Prize had not been announced yet. These were also the most anticipated awards of every Nobel Prize, as well as the grand finale! Although there had been precedents of these two awards being announced first in the past, it was very rare. Traditionally, the Literature Prize and Peace Prize were the last to be announced. These were also the two Nobel Prizes that people around the world were most familiar with, loved, and interested in.
…
In the outside world.
France.
"We didn't even win a single one this time!"
"What a pity!"
"The Americans actually won two of them!"
…
Germany.
"The Physics Prize is ours!"
"Hahahaha!"
"One is enough!"
"We're still the authority in the field of physics!"
…
Korea.
"There's no us?"
"We were only nominated for the Economics Prize, but it was won by the Americans."
"Hai, when will our country have a Nobel Prize winner as well?"
"Don't worry, there will be one in the future."
"The Chinese are just like us. They've never had a Nobel Prize winner before."
"Haha, now that you mention it, I feel better."
…
India.
"It's here!"
"Is the Literature Prize next?"
"Bangalore, you can do it!"
"It's all up to you now!"
"The Chinese and Japanese will definitely not be able to beat you!"
"Bring home a Nobel Prize for India!"
"This prize should have been yours ten years ago!"
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China.
"It's finally here!"
"I'm so nervous!"
"Face-smacking Zhang won't drop the ball, right?"
"Who knows how the jury will choose!"
"Actually, in all fairness, Bangalore still has a higher chance of winning."
"It's mainly because Zhang Ye's works are too few. The only novel in the world is Gone with the Wind. If he had more time to write a few more novels, his chances of winning the prize would have been even higher."
…
At home.
His mother's eyes were wide open. "It's almost here!"
His father took a deep breath and sat up straight.
Wu Zeqing smiled and hugged her daughter.
Sisi was also staring at the television with wide eyes.
…
At Zhang Ye's Studio.
Everyone was here today.
"It's our turn!"
"Ahhh, Director Zhang, rise!"
"Give it to us! Give it to us! "
"We're just one step away from getting into the international celebrity rankings!"
…
At Zhang Yuanqi's house.
Ning Lan was also here as a guest.
"Sister Zhang, do you think he can win it?"
"I don't know."
"If he can, he'll have done a great service to the country."
"It's not as simple as a great service. He'll be a national hero."
"Yeah, the Nobel Prize is really too important to China!"
…
At Spring Garden's house.
"Amy, come over quickly!"
"I'm having diarrhea!"
"It's about to begin!"
"Ah? It's about to begin? Aiyo, wait for me to pull up my pants! "
"Hurry up! Hurry, hurry, hurry! "
…
Japan.
"It's about to be announced!"
"In any case, just don't let Zhang Ye win it!"
"Right, I'd rather the Indian person win the Nobel Prize!"
"We can't give it to the Chinese person!"
…
The outside world was in chaos!
Countless people were guessing!
Countless people were debating!
Compared to the announcement of the Mathematics and Economics Prizes, before the announcement of the Literature Prize was even announced, it had already caused a huge stir among people all over the world. The number of comments on the Internet was too obvious. It was three to four times, even four to five times more than the previous awards. Everyone in the world probably already had their own candidate in mind.
Anthony nudged Zhang Ye. "It's all up to you now."
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "We all have a chance."
Felicia was also holding her breath.
The surrounding Literature Prize nominees were all looking nervous.
Countless reporters and the other nominees had their eyes on them!
They saw Zhang Ye with a calm expression on his face.
They saw a Japanese author with a conflicted look on his face.
They also saw an Indian author with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
Everyone had a different expression on their faces. The live broadcast cameras were focused on each of them.
The head of the judging panel was already standing onstage.
The trophy.
The card.
It was all laid out for all to see.
When the card was flipped open, it would also be the moment the Literature Prize was announced.
Whether it was intentional or not, the head of the judging panel paused for a long time before slowly picking up the card. He probably knew that this was the time when the global viewership ratings were the highest. He also knew that the attention given to the Literature Prize and Peace Prize was completely different from the previous Nobel Prizes.
The head of the judging panel smiled and said, "There are only two Nobel Prizes left."
A lot of people in the audience could no longer sit still!
Quite a few people in front of their televisions were also getting very anxious!
The head of the judging panel said, "Then let me first announce the winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Literature."
Gulp.
Gulp.
The sound of people gulping could be heard.
The head of the judging panel said slowly, "The winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Literature is —"
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The head of the judging panel looked into the audience and said loudly, "The Indian author, Bangalore!"
Little Wang's face fell. "It's over!"
Anthony helplessly pinched Zhang Ye's shoulder. "Hai!"
Felicia kept shaking her head. "Indeed!"
The Japanese author also sighed.
Only Bangalore was smiling happily. For many of them, this was the first time they had seen him smile.
However, the applause from the venue was not enthusiastic. That was because everyone knew that he was a hooligan of the literary world!
Ha Qiqi said gloomily, "Director Zhang?"
Zhang Ye couldn't help but laugh and say, "It's fine. We'll still have a chance in the future."
"B-But how are we going to wait for the future?" Little Wang said in pain.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "If I win, I'll be lucky. If I don't, it'll be my fate."
Zhang Ye was putting everything on the line for this Nobel Prize. He knew that his chances of winning were not that great. If he won the Nobel Prize, of course he would be excited. But if he didn't win it, it was also reasonable. Ever since Zhang Ye boarded the plane from Beijing to the United Kingdom, he had already thought this through.
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