Chapter 145

After questioning three people in a row, Ye Xuan continued forward along the long table.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's voice continued to ring out.

"Examination Center Research Team Leader, Mr. Wang, right? May I ask what awards you have won?!"

"Professor Li from Zhe University, right? Then what awards have you won?"

"Senior Ouyang, I wonder what awards you have received?"

……

At this moment, as Ye Xuan threw out each question, the experts whose names were called had expressions on their faces as ugly as if they had eaten excrement!

To be invited to participate in setting the questions for the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) Chinese section, who among them wasn't renowned?!

Take, for example, the few people Ye Xuan had just questioned in succession.

Research Team Leader Mr. Wang had initially taught at Yanjing No. 4 High School, which ranked first in the national high school rankings.

Subsequently, he was the first honorary teacher in history to earn the title of Special-Grade Teacher within five years!

It was precisely because of such a radiant resume that he was promoted in one fell swoop to Research Team Leader at the Examination Center, becoming a regular in the Gaokao question-setting group from then on.

And Professor Li from Zhe University was a representative of the Kangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and a person of status and prestige throughout the entire Zhe Province.

Not to mention the last person, the nearly sixty-year-old expert Ouyang; he was a senior veteran of the literary scene.

Ever since his first novel debuted, every subsequent book had been a fine work, and he had become a perennial winner of major domestic literary awards.

But at this very moment, everyone felt bitter in their hearts!

Clearly, they were all famous and influential figures.

Their resumes were all glittering gold, the kind that could blind others' eyes in a minute.

Yet now, in front of Ye Xuan, they truly couldn't bring themselves to speak of them.

A Nobel Prize in Literature was like a heavy Mount Everest, pressing down heavily on everyone's heads!

That was a peak that everyone could not surpass!

That was a goal that everyone had never reached to this day!

At this time, the few people whose names were called subconsciously cast their gazes toward Mr. Tang at the very front.

Nowadays, if anyone could be mentioned in the same breath as Ye Xuan, in the entire conference room, it was probably only Mr. Tang.

And Ye Xuan, at this moment, had also walked to the very front of the conference table.

Seeing that everyone's gaze was on Mr. Tang, Ye Xuan also pretended to ask casually.

"Senior Mr. Tang, I wonder what awards you have received?!"

As soon as the voice came out, Mr. Tang, who was sitting in the main seat, also had his expression turn ugly.

But bearing the gaze of everyone in the entire conference room, Mr. Tang knew deep down that he couldn't remain silent.

If even he remained silent, his old face would be completely lost.

Clearing his throat, Mr. Tang looked around the room and said with a stiff face.

"I have won the three major awards of the Chinese literary scene, including the Mao Dun Literature Prize, the Lu Xun Literature Prize, and the Lao She Literature Prize..."

"I have also received the national-level China Book Award, which can be called one of the highest honors in China at present..."

As he spoke, Mr. Tang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It was as if mentioning one more award could add a bit more confidence to himself.

However, as Mr. Tang mentioned each award, the disappointment in the eyes of everyone in the conference room increased.

After all, these awards sounded nice, but they were all domestic!

Compared to world-class awards, weren't they just small-time play in their own country?!

Seeming to notice the gaze of the crowd, Mr. Tang gritted his teeth, a flash of hesitation crossed his eyes, and then he suddenly dropped a bombshell.

"I have another piece of news that hasn't been announced yet; I just received notice last night that I have been nominated for the Kafka Prize!"

As soon as the voice came out, many people in the conference room were stunned at first, and then full of joy overflowed.

The Kafka Prize?!

That was the highest literary award issued by the Czech Republic, facing literary works from all over the world!

Up to now, not a single person in China had ever been able to win the Kafka Prize!

Now that Mr. Tang had received a Kafka Prize nomination, that was simply a piece of huge good news!

"The Kafka Prize?!"

"This is too amazing, right?!"

"Truly worthy of being Mr. Tang!"

……

Seeing that everyone was discussing his Kafka Prize nomination, Mr. Tang's eyes also gained a bit of self-satisfaction.

Originally, he didn't want to release this news so early.

After all, what is a nomination; winning the award is the final winner.

However, seeing that everyone in the conference room was no match for one Ye Xuan, Mr. Tang couldn't help but announce this good news.

At this moment, Mr. Tang's gaze looked at Ye Xuan again, only to see that Ye Xuan's expression still hadn't changed.

Frowning slightly, Mr. Tang felt a bit of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Could it be that Ye Xuan didn't know the status of the Kafka Prize, which is why he didn't react?

Just as Mr. Tang frowned, he saw Ye Xuan suddenly spread his hands and say casually.

"Is a Kafka Prize nomination as high in gold content as a Nobel Prize?"

As soon as the voice came out, the entire conference room suddenly fell into silence.

The joy from just a moment ago vanished in the blink of an eye.

That's right, no matter how powerful the Kafka Prize is, it is only a weather vane for the Nobel Prize.

Compared to the Nobel Prize in Literature, there is still a huge gap between the two.

Not to mention that Mr. Tang, at present, is only a Kafka Prize nominee.

How could he compare to Ye Xuan, who won the Nobel Prize?!

At this moment, not only did the professors and experts present think of this, but even Mr. Tang, who was sitting in the first seat, also realized this point.

In an instant, Mr. Tang's brows rose, and his entire face became even more gloomy.

Looking up and scanning Ye Xuan's calm and composed appearance at this time, Mr. Tang's eyes gained a bit of anger.

"You young brat, you……"

Don't be arrogant……

However, before Mr. Tang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan's indifferent words.

"Gaokao question-setting group, why is everyone invited? Is it not as good as me, who refused the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

The voice had just fallen when Mr. Tang, who was 1.0 in front, suddenly stood up.

These words were clearly the words Mr. Tang had used to mock Ye Xuan just now, and now they were returned to him for nothing by Ye Xuan!

But there was no one who could refute these words.

After all, the highest award won by everyone present could not compare to Ye Xuan's Nobel Prize in Literature!

In an instant, everyone's gaze in the conference room was on Mr. Tang.

They saw Mr. Tang's face turn red, then black, then green, just like a colorful palette.

And the next instant, they saw Mr. Tang raise his finger and shake, his figure trembled, and then he actually fainted from anger.

"Mr. Tang!"

Seeing that the people on the side were at a loss, Ye Xuan sat down in the first seat of the conference table without ceremony.

This seat is quite good.

From now on, he would sit in this position.