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Chapter 355 Charity?I want you to give me alms? ! (First update, please subscribe)
"Hahaha, give them some face."

"Old Bate is angry."

"No way, who made that eastern country endless."

"It seems that public opinion doesn't have much influence on them."

"That's right, we must give them something more ruthless. Otherwise, if they are all like them, we judges won't even have a few days of leisure."

Many of the judges were discussing and looking bad.

Although the conference system stipulates that each country can submit a maximum of 30 papers, but generally speaking, except for the United States, Britain, Germany, and France, the number of submissions from other countries will basically not exceed five. The first is that there are no more excellent science fiction. Wen, the second is that it is a waste of time to vote too much.

Who would have thought that Huaxia directly submitted [-] manuscripts this time, exhausting the judges to death.It took two full days for more than [-] judges to cross review Huaxia's manuscript.

If the quality of these manuscripts is excellent, the judges have not complained much. The key point is that they have been busy for two days, and finally they have nothing to do. No one has any complaints in their hearts.

play them?

If you don't have this ability, don't be brave!

So at this moment, when Huaxia sent another work, the faces of many judges instantly became ugly.

Is it over yet?
special!
Soon, the bearded man printed out the manuscript and sent it to several judges around him.

""The Wandering Earth"?"

"Huh? The name seems to be interesting."

"What can a name reveal?"

"..."

These judges discussed and watched.

Their lofty attitude and arrogance towards the Eastern countries make them look down even when reviewing manuscripts, their sharp eyes are always ready to find faults, and then criticize them wantonly.

However, as time passed, several judges frowned slightly.

Especially the bearded man let out a few exclamations.

After about twenty minutes, the judges raised their heads one after another, with deep surprise in their eyes.

"Seems good."

"It's really not bad, just relying on the brain hole of this wandering earth, it's amazing enough."

"Moreover, it is not easy to portray human nature in a short [-]-word text."

"This sci-fi article was really written by a Chinese? It surpassed the previous manuscript by a level."

"It should be. Although the mind is wide open, the writing does contain a strong oriental flavor."

"Can you be shortlisted?"

"more or less."

"..."

Although these international sci-fi judges had harsh eyes, "The Wandering Earth" still shocked them a lot.

Even if it may not be able to win the final few awards, it is more than enough to be shortlisted for the International Science Fiction Convention.

Soon, this "Wandering Earth" spread to more judges.

Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions.

They didn't expect that they were still mocking that eastern country just now, but in the blink of an eye, the other party posted an excellent science fiction short story.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

silence.

Speechless.

After a while.

"how to say?"

"Give it, give me a shortlist."

"Yes, being shortlisted is enough, and it's just being shortlisted. It doesn't hurt to give them alms."

"Haha, the word charity is used well. In this case, let's give one to Huaxia!"

"..."

The next day.

A western sci-fi media broke the news: "It is said that yesterday, the judges of the World Science Fiction Convention received another submission from Huaxia. This is the 21st submission from Huaxia this time. Bombing, in the end, the World Science Fiction Convention "forced" to give Huaxia a shortlist. This is also the first time that Huaxia's science fiction has been shortlisted for the conference since the World Science Fiction Convention was held for the [-]th session..."

When the news broke, European and American netizens ridiculed it.

"Hahaha, China's victory!"

"Too annoying? Is there a last resort? The qualification of Huaxia is really amazing."

"Our distinguished judges have all succumbed. It seems that we are really frightened by the submissions from Eastern countries again and again."

"It's not easy, it's the first time I've been shortlisted in eighty years."

"All the finalists have to give alms? God! How bad is the sci-fi background of that country?"

In just an hour, the news reached the country.

Because the news that Huaxia Science Fiction participated in the World Science Fiction Convention was completely wiped out, many people were even denouncing the Science Fiction Club, so when the news broke out, it exploded the Internet in an instant.

The comment area is boiling.

"It's so embarrassing, isn't it?"

"Fuck, is the sci-fi world really shameless?"

"Others don't give us the qualification to be shortlisted, and we still lick our cheeks and ask for it?"

"Bah! Alms? A person who is shortlisted must be given alms by someone from abroad?"

"My God, my eyes were opened again!"

"..."

Only a group of people from the Science Fiction Club watched the news on the Internet with complicated expressions.

Everyone's expression is extremely ugly.

Editor-in-Chief Liu looked gloomy: "Made, we are being bullied by the foreign media. These idiot netizens don't even think about it, those foreign judges have such good intentions to give us a handout to be shortlisted? Pooh!"

Xu Li nodded, frowned and said: "You're right, obviously the judges of the World Science Fiction Convention looked down on our science fiction level, but they had to admit that "The Wandering Earth" was excellent, so they said that charity gave us a spot Sure enough, Lin Xuan in the music industry has a saying that is right: music has no borders, but musicians have borders! This is the truth now, although science fiction has no borders, but the judges have borders!"

Everyone was so angry that their teeth itched, but there was nothing they could do.

What can they do?
Said to the media that he was cheated by the judges of the World Science Fiction Convention?
Tell the media that it is the slander and contempt of the West?
Can brainless netizens believe it?

……

……

second world.

Lin Xuan originally knew nothing about what happened in the science fiction world, but after this news hit the trending searches several times today, he curiously clicked on the topic.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

"what's the situation?"

He frowned, "World Science Fiction Convention? Did you give us a shortlist? Didn't I write "The Wandering Earth" for [-]:[-]? Don't tell me that Liu's work doesn't even have a shortlist qualification, and the other party should give it away?"

After thinking about it, he dialed Chen Yu's number.

After ten minutes.

Lin Xuan ended the call, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"So that's the case. I really didn't expect that even in the world of science fiction, foreign countries would be so hostile to us."

He sighed in his heart.

But this is also very normal. In the previous life, China's science fiction level has always been in the most humble position in the world, without the slightest status.

Until Da Liu appeared!
However, Lin Xuan knew in his heart: "The Wandering Earth" can only be regarded as the middle and lower class among Da Liu's works.It can be made into a movie and has achieved billions of box office explosions, mainly because its exaggerated imagination, magnificent description, and stunning pictures are all very suitable for adaptation into a science fiction movie masterpiece.In terms of depth and creativity, it still has a big gap compared with the works of many international sci-fi masters.

Therefore, this work is going to participate in the World Science Fiction Conference. In the top hall known as the Nobel Prize in the science fiction world, "The Wandering Earth" is indeed only qualified to be shortlisted at most, and has not yet reached the height of award-winning.

but!

Everyone doesn't know that Lin Xuan is not only able to write "The Wandering Earth"!
"Alms?"

Lin Xuan looked at the news on the Internet that made his blood pressure soar, and groaned in his heart: "Do I need your charity?"

Very good, you all say that China's science fiction level is poor, right?

Everyone looks down on our science fiction, right?

Charity, right?

Made!

He took a deep breath and dialed Chen Yu's phone number: "Editor Chen, tell the people of the Science Fiction Club for me to withdraw "The Wandering Earth". My science fiction will not participate in the selection of the World Science Fiction Convention."

"what?"

Chen Yu was shocked, "Fenglin, don't be too arrogant about this matter. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is used by the Western media to disgust us. How could they give us a place? That's because your "Wandering Earth" is enough. Excellent, that's why they have no choice but to qualify for the shortlist!"

Lin Xuan said lightly: "It's okay, since they say it's charity, let's treat them as charity. There is an old saying in China: Don't eat food that comes from you. So give them back their charity!"

"But..." Chen Yu said anxiously, "But your "The Wandering Earth" is the first Chinese work that has been shortlisted for the World Science Fiction Convention in decades. Compared with their ridicule, this honor is more important. They ridiculed So what? The honor of being shortlisted is real!"

Lin Xuan's voice became cold: "I also despise the honor of being shortlisted."

"What?"

Chen Yu froze for a moment.

Lin Xuan said in a deep voice: "Tell the Science Fiction Club to withdraw the submission of "The Wandering Earth". Since those guys abroad look down on "The Wandering Earth", then I will write another science fiction article!"

Snapped!
The next second, he hung up the phone.

Chen Yu was left alone in a daze with his mobile phone, his face dull.

And in the second world office.

There was a cold light in Lin Xuan's eyes, he opened a blank document, and then typed two words on it that were deafening to the whole world in his previous life - three-body!
Is Huaxia Science Fiction not good enough?

Then, let the whole world experience the fear of being dominated by Trisolarans.

(End of this chapter)