Chapter 20

"I don't understand, but I'm shocked!"

"I always feel like something weird has gotten mixed in..."

"So foreigners' attitude toward celebrities is so devout?!"

"I saw the light in the eyes of that black judge, as if I saw the god in his heart..."

Just as the netizens were sighing, everyone's shock continued until after they entered the venue.

In the center of the venue, there was a long table several meters long and two rows of rosewood chairs, looking very grand.

Initially, the seats arranged by the Writers Association were to leave the main seats for the two Nobel judges.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the two judges saw the positions, they let Ye Xuan sit in the first seat of the front row, while they themselves sat in the lower seats.

And President Xiao Ren and President Yu Fu behind them, seeing this, could only continue to move to the seats behind.

At this moment, the doubts in their hearts grew larger and larger.

Is this really the attitude toward an idol celebrity?!

Once seated, Jackson started talking incessantly.

"I have never seen such a great work!"

"The opening sentence of *One Hundred Years of Solitude* alone connects the past tense, present tense, and future tense in one sentence!"

"Ingenious, amazing talent, it's simply an epic-level, pioneering-level, milestone-level novel opening..."

The translator interpreted Jackson's words in real-time, and one could see the shock at this wording from his expression.

As if saying, I thought I imagined it was great enough, but it could be even greater?!

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen beside him also commented on the other book.

"Both are shocking! And there's the other one, *The Old Man and the Sea*, there isn't a single word wasted in it!"

"This is a god-level work; it will inspire all people forever..."

The netizens in the live stream also kept listening to the translator translate the voices of the two judges into Chinese.

The speed of the screen scrolling was so fast that one couldn't even see the text.

"They are worthy of being judges! Their mouths are so smooth; I only know 'holy crap,' 'awesome,' 'fuck,' 'shift'..."

"Pig-farming Master is really, really, really, really, really amazing..."

"I can only shout 'terrifying'!"

But just as a group of netizens were listening carefully to the comments of the two judges, a few comments suddenly intruded.

"Why are they talking to Ye Xuan the whole time?!"

Yeah, the original author, Pig-farming Master, isn't at the scene, so these words should at least be directed at the Writers Association, right?

After all, the Writers Association is the gathering place for all the literary big shots in China!

But why are both judges staring at Ye Xuan?

Countless netizens had huge doubts on their heads, all staring at Ye Xuan in front of the camera.

And the next moment, they saw Ye Xuan nod slightly and say four words lightly.

"Thanks for the recognition."

His understated attitude seemed as if he didn't take all this praise to heart at all.

Everyone in the Writers Association and the netizens in the live stream were stunned.

Thanks for the recognition?!

Well, that too.

Of course, he has to thank them for the recognition.

The two Nobel Prize in Literature judges almost praised those two books to the heavens.

Simply unparalleled in heaven and earth!

Hmm?!

Wait.

Although there is no problem with the words, there is a problem with the person speaking.

What right does a small, retired, washed-up minor celebrity like Ye Xuan have to say this?

Unless...

An unbelievable guess suddenly arose in countless people's hearts.

Could these two books be written by Ye Xuan?!

"I have a bold guess, but I dare not say it..."

"I also have a big guess, I don't know if it's the same as yours, person above..."

"Bullshit, shouldn't the literary big shot who can write two Nobel Prize books be in the 'near death' series?"

"To the person above, are you being polite?! But you're so right, I can't refute it..."

Just as countless netizens were discussing, the President and Vice President of the Writers Association were also drumming in their hearts.

They also clearly realized something was wrong.

"Are *The Old Man and the Sea* and *One Hundred Years of Solitude*..."

Written by Ye Xuan?!

President Xiao Ren's voice was already trembling, and before the second half of the sentence could be spoken, he saw Jackson take over the conversation, his face incredibly excited.

"Dear Ye, you are truly amazing, to be able to write such great works..."

This sentence, like a thunderbolt, struck heavily in the minds of the President and Vice President of the Writers Association.

For a moment, the two didn't react for a long time.

The fact that they were bragging, and it wasn't even bragging, was actually placed in front of them?!

They originally thought that the author who could write two masterpieces was at least a white-haired old man older than themselves.

Perhaps he lived in seclusion, retired to the countryside, and that's why he was reluctant to reveal his real name, only keeping the original "Pig-farming Master" title.

But unexpectedly, it was this young man in his twenties in front of them?!

At this moment, the comments in the live stream, following Jackson's words, fell into a blank space.

In the official CCTV live stream, with nearly 100 million people online, the entire comment section was silent.

And calm is often a sign of the coming storm.

Three seconds later, the comments exploded.

The comments, coming down like snowflakes, completely dominated the screen!

Looking at it, it was all "shock shock shock."

Full of exclamation marks!

Disbelief dominating the screen!

Who would dare to believe this?!

One moment, everyone thought Ye Xuan was in some mountain ditch with pigs, living a miserable life, and the next moment, they learned that Ye Xuan was the author nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature?!

It's like I thought you were living miserably, and the next moment you tell me you have a mine at home?!

Ah!

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This unexpected slap in the face!

At this moment, Jackson, as if afraid that the news he gave wasn't heavy enough, slammed another bombshell.

"Dear Ye, according to the final decision of our Nobel Prize in Literature committee, we intend to award the Nobel Prize in Literature to you!"

As soon as the words fell, Writers Association President Xiao Ren slid off his chair.

The glasses on the bridge of his nose fell off, and he didn't even react.

Vice President Yu Fu beside him didn't have time to help him up.

At this moment, Yu Fu himself wanted to perform a "chest-crushing stone" to see if he was dreaming.

And the media and the audience in the live stream were already completely dumbfounded.

"Are my ears broken?!"