Chapter 37: Ye Xuan refuses the Nobel Prize in Literature?

"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, the one above..."

"Are you kidding? Shouldn't literary big shots who can write two Nobel-winning books be in the 'near-death' series?"

"To the one above, are you being polite?! But you are so right; I have no way to refute..."

Just as countless netizens were discussing, the president and vice president of the Writers Association were also beating drums in their hearts.

They also clearly realized that 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 expression incredibly excited.

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

This sentence, like a thunderbolt, struck the minds of the president and vice president of the Writers Association heavily.

For a moment, the two were slow to react.

The fact that they wouldn't even dare to brag about was actually placed right in front of them?!

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

Perhaps living in seclusion in the countryside, which is why he was reluctant to reveal his real name, only keeping the original "Pig-farming Big Shot" title.

But they never expected it to be this young man in his twenties in front of them?!

At this moment, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room fell into a blank space as Jackson's voice fell.

In the official CCTV live broadcast room, 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 bullet comments exploded.

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

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

Full of exclamation marks!

Dominated by disbelief!

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 as if one moment 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 down another heavy bomb.

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

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, slid off his chair.

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

Vice President Yu Fu, on the side, didn't have time to help him up.

At this moment, Yu Fu himself wanted to perform a "breaking a stone on the chest" stunt to see if he was dreaming.

And the media and the audience in the live broadcast room, who were broadcasting in real-time, were completely dumbfounded.

"Are my ears broken?!" **Chapter 40**