I’m Really a Superstar

on site.

Awards auditorium.

Guests and candidates entered the venue one after another.

"Hello, please show me your invitation."

"give."

"Okay, thank you."

"Hello, can you take a look at the invitation?"

"this one?"

"Okay, please enter."

Security check.

Pass.

Verify identity.

Face recognition.

A series of high-tech equipment is very professional and formal. A person has to pass at least three levels before entering the venue. After entering the venue, there will be a dedicated British staff to receive the candidates and their families or entourage. On the seat. Zhang Ye's seat was on the right side of the venue, very far forward, in the second row. Zhang Ye sat on the outermost side for convenience, next to the aisle, Ha Qiqi and Xiao Wang sat inside him.

Behind.

Anthony came too, "Zhang."

Zhang Ye turned his head and smiled: "Here?"

"I'll sit behind you." Anthony said.

Immediately, Felicia sat over and sat near them, "Hey, did you sleep well last night?"

Zhang Ye happily said, "It's okay."

Nobel Prize in Literature candidates are in this area.

American female writer is here.

Bangalore, India also came, and he didn't make any trouble since he came in today, but with a cold face, he chuckled when he saw Zhang Ye. For other people, he didn't care. I want to estimate that the Indians also understand that the biggest competitor of the Nobel Prize this time is the Chinese.

Ha Qiqi whispered: "Just him?"

Xiao Wang also glanced at the Indians sitting two rows behind them, "What are you pulling!"

The Japanese writer came last. He was the last to enter, sitting right next to Anthony, very close behind Zhang Ye.

Anthony obviously knew him, "Didn't you see you at the dinner?"

The Japanese writer smiled, "My wife asked me to go shopping with her."

Felicia smiled: "Good man."

Zhang Ye also glanced back at him.

Felicia introduced: "By the way, introduce a friend to you, this is Zhang Ye."

Unexpectedly, the Japanese writer snorted coldly when he heard the words, and did not answer at all.

Zhang Ye smiled and shrugged his shoulders, not caring.

Anthony was a little dumbfounded, "Huh? What's the matter?"

The Japanese writer rolled his eyes, "I don't want to know him."

"Why?" Felicia said.

As a result, Zhang Ye spoke and said with a smile: "People in their country are not very friendly to me."

The Japanese writer was dumbfounded, "Are we unfriendly or you?"

Anthony said immediately: "Zhang Ye is a very good person, don't judge people by their appearance."

The Japanese writer almost fainted!

Others are a good ass!

Return me to judge people by appearance?

Felicia also made peace from it: "Indian talents are what we should be consistent with."

Felicia and Anthony didn't understand the inside story, so they wondered why Japanese writers were so biased against Zhang Ye. They thought, is there any misunderstanding in it?

The Japanese writer is so angry!

Indian?

The ten Bangalores are not as virtuous as the surname Zhang!

Compared with Zhang Ye, the Indian is just a little white flower!

You don’t know anything about him back then!

Among all the people present, the one who knows Zhang Ye best, except for Haziqi and Xiao Wang, must be the Nobel Prize candidates of Japanese and Korean nationality present. People from other countries are not familiar with Zhang Ye. , Can they still be unfamiliar? Although Zhang Ye disappeared for three or four years, the Japanese and Koreans couldn't help but gnash their teeth when the name came up!

curse!

Hit people!

Smash the car!

Break the hotel!

Be a Trojan!

This is the stinky-rogue-rascal who did all the evil in Asia back then!

Do you still treat him as a good person?

Did you make a mistake! ?

Last night, the Japanese writer didn’t show up at the dinner party. I just said that it was because his wife took him to go shopping and shopping. In fact, it was not because his wife was afraid that Zhang Ye would make trouble, so she simply took her husband away from him. A little farther, as for what Bangalore? The Japanese writers and the couple didn't care at all. They all knew that Indians would only speak but not move.

One is a sheep in wolf skin!

One is a wolf in sheep's clothing!

The two are not comparable at all, and you treat Indians as thorns. As everyone knows, the biggest thorn is right next to you and chatting with you!

Ten o'clock.

The gate of the venue was closed, and the security passage was closed.

For a while, the scene fell silent and everyone was there.

Xiao Wang nervously said: "It's started!"

Ha Qi exhaled, "Which award will be announced first?"

Little Wang said: "It seems to be different every year, ah, I'm so nervous."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Calm down, live broadcast."

Xiao Wang was busy taking deep breaths, but the heart still couldn’t help beating. Don’t blame her for being nervous, because they know how important this award is to Director Zhang. This is the highest award in the world’s highest field. No one, it’s them. It’s strange that I’m not nervous when I first came to the awards ceremony on the world stage.

Countless shots are aimed at the podium.

The awards scene is as luxurious as a concert hall.

atmosphere.

decoration.

color.

All are just right.

Under the gaze of the people all over the world, the head of the Nobel Prize Foundation took the stage, stroked the microphone, and smiled at the world: "Ladies and gentlemen, good morning."

Thunderous applause.

All the audience clapped and applauded.

Below, the person in charge of the foundation gave a speech for a ten-minute opening draft, introducing in depth the creation of the Nobel Prize, its predecessor, the change of name, the number of awards, etc., etc., so that everyone can fully understand the promise. The gold content and history of the Bell Prize have a deeper understanding and review. Because this year is different, this year happens to be the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Nobel Prize, which naturally looks particularly grand.

Ten minutes passed.

The speech is over.

The audience thundered with applause.

TV stations in various countries have simultaneous interpretation. The audience in front of the TV listened carefully, and the audience at the scene listened attentively. Almost no one was distracted. For countless people, the Nobel Prize represents solemnity and solemnity. They respect this award and respect the highest honor in the world.

On stage.

A staff member came up and brought a trophy.

The person in charge took it and smiled, "Then, I will announce the first Nobel Prize winner this year." After a pause, he picked up a card and opened it, "After the Nobel Prize Jury voted and selected , The one who won this Nobel Prize in Medicine is—"

The audience is quiet.

Quiet in front of the TV.

Sitting in the medical award candidate area was even more silent, everyone staring at the stage with wide-eyed eyes.

Just listen to the person in charge announce: "——A famous American medical doctor, James Slang!"

In an instant, the whole audience looked in one direction!

James was surprised!

People around applaud immediately!

There are also wry smiles!

Someone hugged James friendly and celebrated for him!

In the field of medicine, the United States has indeed surpassed the world too much. Among the 20 candidates for the medical award this time, seven out of the 20 candidates are all Americans. Everyone’s previous predictions also show this. The same as last year, the Americans should have won this year, but the focus of everyone's controversy is which American medical scientist can aspire to the world's highest honor. Unexpectedly, James, the youngest medical doctor among them!

The person in charge smiled, "Please come to the stage to accept the award."

James smiled and hugged and kissed the friends beside him, and then strode onto the podium, solemnly accepting the trophy from the person in charge, "Thank you, thank you, this is really incredible." He was very excited. , I stammered when I gave my acceptance speech.

Xiao Wang was envious.

Ha Qiqi was also very embarrassed.

On this day, James' name will be recorded in history.

On this day, the whole world will applaud him!

——This is the Nobel Prize!

——The highest hall of honor in the world!