Chapter 320

As soon as this question was thrown out, Alan was also stunned.

Yeah, as the judging committee of the Nobel Prize in Literature, they are very picky about good works.

He has always been poisonous, and when he sees any work, he will criticize it extremely viciously.

But seeing "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and "The Old Man and the Sea", he only felt that his brain was left with full of praise, where was there any bad left?!

Thinking of this, Alan's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened.

Finally, he turned his head with a stiff face and blurted out this sentence.

"｀ ˇI... I'll go with you."

And as soon as this was said, Jackson beside him hadn't reacted yet.

Seeing Alan's flickering eyes, he was even more pleasantly surprised.

"Alan, you think exactly the same as I do, right?! You also think that only Ye Xuan can win the Nobel Prize in Literature, right?!"

Alan beside him rolled his eyes at this bearded black man, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and turned to walk towards the judging committee first.

"Are you annoying?! Follow up quickly!"

After the two expressed their thoughts one after another at the judging committee, the oldest white-haired old man on the judging committee sighed leisurely.

"Even if you two didn't bring it up, I was planning to bring it up."

At this time, as soon as the white-haired old man's voice fell, the other two judges also nodded.

"I think so too."

"I am the same, I haven't seen a better book than 'The Old Man and the Sea' and 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' yet."

Listening to everyone's series of words, Jackson was stunned.

So it wasn't just him who thought so, the entire judging committee was like this?!

Just as Jackson was stunned, the old but serious voice of the white-haired old man rang out.

"The Nobel Prize in Literature belongs only to the greatest writer of this era!

For this Nobel Prize in Literature winner, I vote for Ye Xuan!"

As the voice fell, the voices of the other judges followed closely.

"I also vote for Ye Xuan."

"I also vote for Ye Xuan."

At this time, Alan from Canada, although his face was a bit hesitant, his voice was firm.

"I also vote for Ye Xuan."

Seeing the eyes of the other four people fall on him, Jackson's mouth grinned wide, and he nodded impatiently.

"I don't even need to say it!"

As a result, a week later, Ye Xuan received a call from across the ocean.

"What?! You still intend to give me the Nobel Prize in Literature?!".