Chapter 305

That was being hailed as the existence closest to the Nobel Prize in Literature in the Island Country’s literary scene.

Why say close to the Nobel Prize in Literature?

It was precisely because Murakami Akiki had been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature seven times.

But every time at the critical moment, he was always one step away.

With this, Murakami Akiki, who hadn't won the award for a long time, also wanted to know where he was lacking compared to the Nobel Prize in Literature.

Previously at the Nobel Prize in Literature award ceremony, he happened to see the Nobel Prize in Literature winner, Ye Xuan.

At that time, he was also deeply shocked by Ye Xuan’s youth.

At first, he also guessed whether there was any black-box operation or insider trading behind the award.

But after he truly read Ye Xuan’s works, he was lingering in them and applauding.

In his lifetime, he had never read such a wonderful novel!

Even the novels written by previous Nobel Prize in Literature winners were simply a pile of dog shit compared to Ye Xuan’s works.

Ah no.

Even the words "dog shit" were overestimating them.

With this, Murakami Akiki immediately became Ye Xuan’s loyal fan.

Having previously isolated himself from all social software, he resumed using social software.

He even specially downloaded China’s Weibo to follow Ye Xuan’s news.

Every time Ye Xuan’s new novel was updated, Murakami Akiki urged the translation progress of the Japanese version at the first time.

Even when the Japanese version of the novel hadn't been translated well, Murakami Akiki started to gnaw on it by relying on his own guessing of the Japanese language.

Watching and watching, his Chinese level rose in a straight line.

Although he couldn't understand it when listening, at least he could read seven or eight percent of it.

At this moment, he had just finished reading Ye Xuan’s novel "Dream of the Red Chamber," and his mind was full of the plot he had just tasted.

In terms of plot, he was not as good as Ye Xuan.

In terms of deep meaning, he was not as good as Ye Xuan.

In terms of erudition, he was still not as good as Ye Xuan.

Comparing like this, Murakami Akiki felt that he was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Murakami Akiki was even more curious about how many whimsical ideas Ye Xuan’s brain had to create such a stunning world.

With this, an idea suddenly popped up.

Could he personally learn from Ye Xuan?!

Once the idea came out, Murakami Akiki felt that this idea was good.

Not long after, he applied for a visa, bought a plane ticket, and prepared to go to China on a chosen day.

However, on the final flight to China, there was an extra middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses beside Murakami Akiki.

Watching the middle-aged man shamelessly following him, a flash of helplessness crossed Murakami Akiki’s eyes.

"Tanaka, isn't your interview work busy? Why do you have to cling to me?!"

The middle-aged man called Tanaka still had an excited expression, and the look he gave Murakami Akiki even carried condemnation.

"You are going to visit Mr. Ye, this is a big event in the literary world! As an overseas reporter for NHK, how can I not follow?"

The middle-aged man happened to be an overseas reporter for NHK and also a good friend of Murakami Akiki.

Learning that Murakami Akiki was determined to go to China to visit Ye Xuan, this Mr. Tanaka also had thoughts.

This was Ye Xuan, who had won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

If he could personally interview Ye Xuan, that would definitely be explosive news in the literary world!

How could he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Holding such an idea, Tanaka bought a ticket on the same flight as Murakami Akiki at the first time and became Murakami Akiki’s companion this time.

Just like that, the two arrived at Capital Airport from Osaka International Airport all the way.

And then rushed from Capital Airport to Qianzhou City, and finally from Qianzhou City to Qiong Village where Ye Xuan lived.

When the two arrived in front of Ye Xuan, dusty and tired, the surprised person became Ye Xuan.

"Mr. Murakami Akiki, why are you here?!"

After all, having met once at the Nobel Prize in Literature award ceremony, Ye Xuan naturally still had an impression of Murakami Akiki.

After saying this, Ye Xuan’s gaze fell on the unfamiliar figure beside Murakami Akiki.

This is?

Meeting Ye Xuan’s gaze, Tanaka hurriedly introduced himself.

"Hello Mr. Ye, I am Tanaka, a reporter for NHK overseas channel..."

As an overseas reporter for NHK, Tanaka’s Chinese was quite good, and he took the opportunity to act as a translator for the two.

After Tanaka translated it in a jumble, Ye Xuan finally understood what was going on.

Knowing that Murakami Akiki came to learn from him, Ye Xuan’s expression couldn't help but become strange.

With the system in hand, I have the world!

This was innate, something others couldn't envy even if they wanted to.

However, facing Murakami Akiki’s extremely sincere gaze, Ye Xuan was embarrassed to directly hit the other party, so he simply left a dry sentence.

"If you have any questions, just ask directly."

Seeing that Ye Xuan was so easy to talk to, Murakami Akiki’s expression was happy, and he immediately took out the notebook he carried with him.

On the palm-sized notebook, every page was written densely.

Ye Xuan glanced at it casually, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.

Damn.

That one, two, three, four, five... were all lists of questions?

The corners of Ye Xuan’s mouth twitched.

Can he withdraw what he just said now?

Tanaka on the side had long carried the camera he had brought all the way to prepare for filming, and seemingly thinking of something, his eyes suddenly shone and he suggested.

"Mr. Ye, we also have a large number of your readers in the Island Country, can I conduct this interview between you and Mr. Murakami Akiki via live broadcast?"

Tanaka’s original idea was to film the entire interview between Ye Xuan and Murakami Akiki, and then re-edit and broadcast it after returning to the country.

But after seeing Ye Xuan, Tanaka had the idea of live broadcasting.

After all, if it was a live broadcast, netizens could more truly feel what a real and vivid person the idol on the other side of the screen was.

Besides, if it was recorded and edited, a video would be at most one hour, how could it be as rich as live broadcast material?!

Under the blessing of such a series of thoughts, Tanaka had the suggestion just now.

Murakami Akiki, as a good friend, naturally had no objection, and at this moment he also looked at Ye Xuan, waiting for Ye Xuan’s final decision.

Facing the hopeful gazes of the two, Ye Xuan pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Sure."

After all, for him, it didn't need preparation anyway, so what was the difference between live broadcast and not live broadcast?!

And these simple two words, for the NHK reporter Tanaka, were a huge surprise.

"Really?! Thank you so much! You have super high popularity in the Island Country, everyone wants to see you..."

After excitedly rambling for a while, Tanaka quickly got busy.

After connecting with the NHK headquarters with the good news that Ye Xuan was willing to live broadcast, the NHK headquarters quickly released a live broadcast preview.

This was Ye Xuan, the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature!

The face must be there!

NHK was the most authoritative radio station in the Island Country, and once the preview was released, large waves of Island Country citizens quickly surged in.

"Ye-san agreed to NHK’s live broadcast?! Then I must take a look."

"Is it really Ye-san? I’m so looking forward to it!"

"Subarashi! Truly worthy of NHK, to be able to invite Ye-san!"

Just as more and more Island Country netizens participated in the NHK live broadcast reservation, domestic netizens who also paid attention to NHK also learned of this news one after another.