Chapter 446

Especially in the island country where the whole people are interested in suspense and reasoning, the Edogawa Rampo Award is pushed to an incomparable height.

At this time, the guns and cannons of a group of media were ready, waiting for the host to announce the final winner.

Under the attention of everyone, the host in a suit and leather shoes took a deep breath, then opened the award hand card, and shouted the final result with excitement.

"The final winner of this Edogawa Rampo Award is—Moriyama Yanjin-san!"

As the voice fell, the eyes of the audience turned to a man with a square face wearing a Japanese kimono patterned haori and hakama.

That is the winner of this time, Mr. Moriyama Yanjin.

As the flashes clicked, this Mr. Moriyama Yanjin, who was about forty years old, showed excitement, and his steps to the podium were like a general who had won a battle.

The host picked up the trophy and handed it over, congratulating.

06

"Congratulations to Mr. Moriyama for winning the Edogawa Rampo Award. Previously, you have won the Mystery Writers Association Award and the Naoki Prize.

Now you have achieved the triple crown of domestic mystery awards, and you are the well-deserved number one mystery novelist in our island country. Congratulations!"

Taking the heavy trophy, Moriyama Yanjin walked to the microphone with high spirits, immersed in the joy of winning, raised his chin and said proudly.

"I think I deserve this award!"

Unlike the always introverted islanders, Moriyama Yanjin became famous when he was young, and with his first debut work, he won the Gunzo Newcomer Award as soon as he entered the literary world, and stepped into the ranks of big names in the literary world in one fell swoop.

Since then, every new work has won countless awards.

Now, as the first mystery novelist in the history of the island country to win the Grand Slam of mystery novels, his eyes are already on the further future.

"Currently, I have reached the ceiling of domestic mystery novels, and next, I am waiting for the Edgar Award a month later!"

As soon as the arrogant and arrogant acceptance speech came out, the clicking sound of the media off stage became louder.

You know, the Edgar Award is equivalent to the Oscars in mystery novels.

The Edogawa Rampo Award is at best just the self-entertainment of the islanders, and there is still a certain gap compared to the Edgar Award held by the beautiful country.

It seems that Moriyama Yanjin is obviously going to take his works out of the country and stand on the world stage.

At this moment, the host on the side had already interviewed according to the process.

"It seems you are still full of confidence. Then we look forward to your good news next.

Congratulations on winning the award again, how do you evaluate the other opponents who competed with you for the Edogawa Rampo Award this time?"

This question is already a cliché default rule.

It is nothing more than affirming others' works and leaving some thin face for your competitors.

I thought Moriyama would answer like this as always, but I didn't expect that he would snort on the spot.

"Where are those opponents worthy of being my opponents?! Old men, you are outdated, the current literary world is the world of young people."

As soon as the remarks mocking the older generation of writers for being backward came out, many writers off stage changed their faces.

However, Moriyama's words had not finished yet, seeming to think of something, he didn't even want to disguise this time, and rolled his eyes directly.

"I heard that this time there are also Chinese writers who were shortlisted for our Edogawa Rampo Award?!"

With a disdainful snort, the disgust in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"What good works are there in China?! They are just garbage works.

How can they be qualified to be put together with my novels? I wouldn't even look at them if they were used as toilet paper..."

While speaking, he shook his two small mustaches, and his tone revealed deep disdain.

As soon as he said this, the host didn't feel that what he said was ugly, but nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, it seems that next time we should also raise the threshold for the Edogawa Rampo Award."

And as the two sang in harmony, everyone's eyes turned to the only Chinese author shortlisted for this Edogawa Rampo Award—

Chen Chen!

Seeing that these devils didn't put themselves in their eyes at all, under the strange eyes of everyone, Chen Chen clenched his fingers into fists, slowly curled his fingers, and only felt a strong sense of humiliation surging into his heart.

His work was nominated for the Edogawa Rampo Award for the first time, and he thought it was a good opportunity to prove his strength, but he didn't expect to be insulted like this in public?!

Anger surged, and the next moment, his eyes went black, and he was actually angered to faint.

And this scene was also seen by some Chinese netizens who were originally looking forward to winning the Edogawa Rampo Award, and everyone was blown up with anger.

"Damn! These islanders are so shameless..."

"I have to endure your dislike when I go to get the award, these islanders are too low-quality..."

"Who are you calling garbage, is what he wrote so good?!"

Overseas Chinese took the lead in being filled with righteous indignation, and when they were transferred back to the country, countless netizens were so angry that their stomachs were about to explode.

"Who said we don't have good mystery novels? For example..."

"How come we don't have good mystery novels? Just take that person's work to..."

"What are these islanders shouting about, why do they look down on us? We have famous mystery novelists..."

Just as countless netizens wanted to use the mystery novelists and mystery novels they were most familiar with to prove it, everyone suddenly became speechless.

Everyone racked their brains and finally discovered a shocking fact.

They actually...

Can't think of any representative suspense mystery works and writers!

Chen Chen, who was shortlisted for the Edogawa Rampo Award this time, is already the most representative mystery novelist in the country, but in everyone's ears, it is as if they have never heard of it.

That also means that China's mystery novels have not really reached the level of going out of the circle.

To describe it in plain language, it is actually not written well.

As soon as this thought came out, the surging anger of countless people before withered like a leaking balloon, and then turned into a deep helplessness.

How could it be?!

With a population of 1.4 billion in China, how come there is not even a decent mystery novel?!

Some netizens guessed whether mystery novels were too cold, leading to low popularity, and some netizens directly paid attention to the field of mystery novels that they had not paid attention to before, and read them one by one.

But as they read, more and more netizens fell into silence.

It seems... really none of them can fight?!

By the end, as many netizens were heartbroken, the remarks of singing down mystery novels began to clamor.

"Chinese suspense mystery novels are already dead..."

"No hope, no hope, let's disperse... it turns out that our difference is a fact..."

"Hehe, don't mention mystery novels to me again, that's the pain in my heart!"

At this time, after experiencing the initial anger, netizens were angry at the lack of competition in Chinese mystery novels, and now they even reached the point of not wanting to mention it again.

At this time, some netizens also recalled Ye Xuan who was born out of nowhere at the beginning.

"If only there could be someone like Ye Xuan in the mystery novel world."

"Instead of thinking like this, it's better to look forward to how good it would be if Ye Gouzi could write mystery novels?"

"Don't dream, mystery novels and Ye Xuan's previous works are simply like mountains between different lines!"

Just as netizens felt that Ye Xuan couldn't write mystery novels, a few netizens didn't believe in evil and specifically ran to Ye Xuan's Weibo to leave a message.

"Dog author, can you write mystery novels?!"

"Ye Gouzi, I dreamed of you yesterday, if you can write mystery novels, I will marry you!"

"What kind of infatuation are you making?! Dog author, if you can write mystery novels, just squeak!"

Just as netizens were leaving messages or sending private messages to Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan happened to log on to Weibo.

Seeing this series of questions, he replied casually.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

As soon as the short five words came out, Weibo suddenly exploded.