Chapter 24

At this moment, the repost, comment, and like data under these two books were rising at a speed as if they had taken a rocket.

At the same time, one comment was directly pushed to the very front of the comment section.

"Simply enviable talent! Are these two books really written by a Chinese person?"

As for the content of the comment, it was also just expressing shock at these two books.

But looking at the ID, the eyeballs of countless netizens were almost popping out.

It was actually published by the famous literary critic Jackson!

Who is Jackson?!

That was one of the top literary critics in the United States.

He had even won the title of "Literary Critic of the Year" in the United States for five consecutive years!

He was also given the nickname "Satan of Literary Criticism"!

Why use Satan to compare Jackson?

Then we have to mention Jackson's sharp tongue!

He had always been famous for his spicy and sharp literary criticism, and once even publicly commented on a book by a newcomer author.

"This kind of cultural garbage, writing it out is just insulting everyone's eyes! Reading this kind of book makes me so nauseous that I can't even eat!"

Such a venomous tongue was now actually using such glowing terms to evaluate these two works?!

For a moment, countless foreigners simply doubted.

Is this... still Jackson himself?!

How did Jackson change his temper?!

At this time, under Jackson's message, countless netizens kept following up.

"Dear Jackson, is it really you who posted this?!"

"His Highness Jackson has arrived in person, we are ready to welcome you!"

"Did your three-year-old nephew take your phone and post it randomly?!"

"Jackson, if someone is pointing a gun at you, please give me a like, okay?!"

"Big shot, did you drink several catties of wine today?!"

"This is actually a work that even Jackson likes! I also like this book..."

Jackson adding this fire simply pushed the popularity of these two works to another height.

At this time, the first and second positions of the search popularity entries of the Gugu browser were completely occupied by 【'One Hundred Years of Solitude'】 and 【'The Old Man and the Sea'】.

More and more foreigners clicked into these two entries as soon as they opened the browser.

On the other side, Aierya had just finished a meal outside. When she returned to the computer desk and was about to look at the data of these two books, she covered her red lips suddenly.

"Seven hundred and ninety thousand?!"

Rubbing her eyes hard, Aierya still didn't believe her eyes.

Aierya, who had always paid attention to image and was elegant, now showed an expression that she had always rated as inelegant.

And the next second, Aierya watched with her own eyes as the number of reposts broke through

Eight hundred thousand!

Clicking on the comments below with trembling hands, Aierya widened her eyes even more.

Even Jackson actually commented on these two books?!

At this moment, under Jackson's comment, a series of netizens were chasing and commenting crazily.

"Can't believe it!"

"Is this really a Chinese literary work?!"

"Which author big shot from China is this?!"

"Do these two books really come from China, which has never won an international literary award?!"

"I am willing to exchange a kiss for the name of this Chinese author!"

……

For a moment, everyone's voices gathered together, and everyone just wanted to ask one question.

Who exactly wrote this book?!

And on the other side.

In a luxury manor in the United States.

A middle-aged man with black skin and a beard was focusing on his phone at this moment, not even willing to blink his eyes.

Shifting his gaze to the phone in front of him, it was exactly the page of 'The Old Man and the Sea'.

"Who exactly wrote this?!"

The man was the literary critic Jackson.

The more involved Jackson was in reading, the more his hands trembled.

When reading the first sentence, he thought that a newcomer with spirit had appeared in the literary world, thinking that it was finally a bit of fresh air.

Such a talented seedling, if he had the chance to meet, he might even be able to promote him.

But when reading halfway, Jackson completely realized that the literary foundation of these two books was simply extremely profound.

It was not inferior to the best works he had read this year at all!

When he finished reading the whole book, Jackson was even more tearful.

To hell with the newcomer!

This is simply a work that needs to be worshipped!

Just when Jackson was preparing to read these two books again with a pious mentality, the computer suddenly made a ding sound.

Jackson looked over and saw an email.

"Dear Mr. Jackson, there are three days left until the deadline for you to nominate writers..."

That's right, Jackson was indeed a literary critic.

At the same time, his other identity was an academician of the Swedish Academy.

The Swedish Academy, which was the judging committee responsible for selecting and awarding the Nobel Prize in Literature!

And Jackson was one of the judges of the preliminary selection committee for the Nobel Prize in Literature in the Swedish Academy!

That email just now was to remind Jackson that he needed to submit the shortlisted writers he wanted to nominate before the end of this month.

At this moment, Jackson's gaze had already been placed on the two books 'The Old Man and the Sea' and 'One Hundred Years of Solitude'.

Looking closely, his gaze clearly stayed on the signatures of these two books.

That was, the two words "China".

For a moment, he rarely had some hesitation.

After all, China had never had famous literary masterpieces, and it was often difficult to even get nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature.

But thinking of the touch he felt when reading these two books just now, Jackson immediately made up his mind.

Gold will shine wherever it is.

These two books were definitely the best books he had read this year!

Must nominate!

As for whether it could win the final Nobel Prize in Literature, that would be discussed later.

Thinking of this, Jackson immediately opened the email and replied.

"Dear judging committee, I have discovered two miracles in literary history! One is called 'The Old Man and the Sea', and one is called 'One Hundred Years of Solitude'..."

His fingers danced rapidly on the keyboard, and Jackson expressed his recommendation reasons of more than three thousand words in one breath.

Seeing that the text he typed had already exceeded the required word count for the recommendation reasons, Jackson could only delete quite a bit with heartache.

After seeing that the word count was qualified, Jackson couldn't wait to press the enter key.

As if being a second late was a disrespect to these two books!

At this time, with a ding-dong sound, the email was sent to the mailbox of the Nobel Prize in Literature judging committee, and the email automatically replied:

"Dear Mr. Jackson, the 'The Old Man and the Sea' and 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' you recommended have been shortlisted for the Nobel Prize in Literature..."

Soon, more than two hundred book titles from all over the world were all summarized on the table of the Nobel Prize in Literature judging committee.

All the judges would screen out from this pile of names.

The final masterpiece to win the Nobel Prize in Literature! ===== CHAPTER 27 =====