Chapter 327

What Ye Xuan said was also the absolute truth.

After all, the tone Jackson used when calling him back then was as if he feared Ye Xuan would refuse.

And this appearance of Ye Xuan in Shi Misi's eyes instead became stubbornness and refusal to admit the truth.

You know, the only criticism of the Nobel Prize in Literature before was that it was attacked for not being fair enough.

The reason was that for a hundred years, most of the winners of the Nobel Prize in Literature came from Europe and America, and very few from other continents.

Since the last session, there had been vague rumors that the Nobel Prize in Literature was going to undergo reforms.

Now, the committee had stubbornly awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature to Ye Xuan, a Chinese person, which further confirmed Shi Misi's suspicions.

This prize must have been given to China as charity!

It wasn't earned by Ye Xuan through his own strength at all!

He was truly born at the wrong time and had bad luck!

Thinking of this, the look in Shi Misi's eyes towards Ye Xuan became increasingly disdainful, and his speech even carried a hint of contempt.

"Kid, consider yourself lucky."

And this mockery was also heard clearly by the netizens in the live-streaming room.

Once they realized the meaning of this sentence, many netizens exploded like balloons.

"Holy crap! Who does this old guy think he's looking down on?!!!"

"This foreigner clearly has the three characters 'looking down on' carved on his forehead!"

"Damn! I really want to throw the smelly slippers on my feet at this foreigner's head!"

"I'm so angry I could die! I'm so angry I'm not alive! I'm literally dying of anger!"

……

The anger of the netizens was almost tangible.

They had originally planned to happily watch Ye Xuan attend the award ceremony and receive the prize.

Never did they expect that before the ceremony even started, they would be looked down upon by a foreigner.

At this very moment, many netizens truly realized the real attitude of other countries towards China.

So, is this how foreigners see China?!

So, is China's status in the world literary scene really this low?!

Once this thought came out, the mood of many netizens suddenly dropped.

In an instant, the live-streaming room, which had been very active, was instead shrouded in depression and gloom.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from the entrance of the hall.

Everyone looked over and saw five foreigners dressed in grand attire walking in, surrounded by a crowd.

As these five people entered, all the guests who had been seated stood up, checked their attire, and bowed to the five people in unison.

"Good day, Mr. Jackson, good day, Mr. Allen..."

"Good day, everyone."

"Good day, Mr. Judges."

……

Even Shi Misi, who had been haughty just a moment ago, lowered his head and bowed respectfully to the five judges, taking the initiative to greet them.

"Good day, judges."

These five people who entered were the members of the Nobel Prize in Literature selection committee.

Facing everyone's greetings, the expressions of the five judges remained unchanged, clearly accustomed to it.

After all, most of the guests who could attend this award ceremony were literary masters from various countries.

In their own countries, they were all literary giants treated as honored guests.

But if placed in front of the five judges, they didn't seem to measure up.

The five judges held the final decision-making power for the Nobel Prize in Literature!

Who wouldn't want to get on their good side?!

At this time, Jackson, who was walking at the front of the five, scanned the whole hall first.

Seemingly noticing something, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Saying a few words to the four people behind him, the five of them walked together in one direction with big strides.

The five judges were already the focus of the whole hall, and now, as they walked, the eyes of the entire hall followed them.

In an instant, everyone was curious, who were the five judges going to find?

On the other side, Shi Misi, watching the five judges getting closer and closer to him, felt his heart rate suddenly speed up.

What's going on?

Why are the five judges coming in his direction?!

Could it be... they are coming to find him?!

Once the thought came out, Shi Misi felt his throat go dry, his whole body as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.