Chapter 76: Ye Xuan

The Nobel Prize in Literature is the most famous, most authoritative, and most influential award in the world.

There is no one else!

The entire Chinese literary world is flocking to it.

How did it become ordinary and plain in Ye Xuan’s mouth?

And "sorry"?!

If Ye Xuan, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature, is so humble and untalented, then what are the others who didn't win the Nobel Prize in Literature?!

Aren't they all illiterate?!

At this moment, countless people in the conference room looked at Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan acted as if he didn't notice at all.

At this moment, he happened to be at the door of the conference room, which was the very end of the long table in the conference room.

After questioning three people in a row, Ye Xuan continued forward along the long table.

At the same time, Ye Xuan’s voice continued to ring out.

"Examination Center Research Group Leader, Teacher Wang, right? May I ask what awards you have won?!"

"Professor Li from Zhe University, is it? Then what awards have you won?"

"Senior Ouyang, I wonder what awards you have received?"

……

At this moment, with every question Ye Xuan threw out, the experts whose names were called had expressions on their faces as ugly as if they had eaten excrement!

To be invited to participate in setting the questions for the college entrance examination, who among them wasn't renowned?!

Take the few people Ye Xuan had just questioned, for example.

Research Group Leader Teacher Wang initially taught at Yanjing No. 4 High School, ranked first among national high schools.

Afterward, he was the first honorary teacher in history to earn the title of Special-Grade Teacher within five years!

It was precisely because of such a brilliant resume that he was promoted to Research Group Leader at the Examination Center, becoming a regular in the college entrance exam question-setting group.

And Professor Li from Zhe University was a representative of the Kangzhou Literary Federation and a prominent figure throughout Zhe Province.

Not to mention the last one, the nearly sixty-year-old expert Ouyang, who was a senior veteran of the literary world.

Since his first novel debuted, every subsequent work had been a masterpiece, and he had become a perennial winner of major domestic literary awards.

But at this very moment, everyone felt bitter inside!

Clearly, they were all famous and influential figures.

Their resumes were golden and dazzling, the kind that could blind others in a heartbeat.

Yet now, in front of Ye Xuan, they truly couldn't bring themselves to speak of them.

A Nobel Prize in Literature was like a heavy Mount Everest, pressing down hard on everyone's heads!

It was a peak that none of them could surpass!

It was a goal that none of them had ever reached!

At this time, the few people whose names were called subconsciously cast their gazes toward Tang Lao at the very front.

Nowadays, if anyone in the entire conference room could be mentioned in the same breath as Ye Xuan, it was probably only Tang Lao.

And Ye Xuan, at this moment, had also walked to the very front of the conference table.

Seeing everyone's eyes fixed on Tang Lao, Ye Xuan also feigned indifference and asked.

"Senior Tang, I wonder what awards you have received?!"

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Lao, sitting in the main seat, saw his expression turn ugly as well.

But under the gaze of everyone in the conference room, Tang Lao knew he couldn't remain silent.

If even he remained silent, his old face would be completely lost.

Clearing his throat, Tang Lao scanned the room and said with a stiff face.

"I have won the three major awards of the Chinese literary world, including the Mao Dun Literature Prize, the Lu Xun Literature Prize, and the Lao She Literature Prize..."

"I have also received the national-level China Book Award, which can be called one of the highest honors in China currently..."

As he spoke, Tang Lao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It was as if mentioning one more award could add a bit more confidence to himself.

However, with every award Tang Lao mentioned, the disappointment in the eyes of those in the conference room grew.

After all, these awards sounded nice, but they were all domestic!

Compared to world-class awards, weren't they just small-time play in their own country?!

Seeming to sense the gazes of the crowd, Tang Lao gritted his teeth, a flash of hesitation crossing his eyes, and then he suddenly dropped a bombshell.

"I have one more piece of news that hasn't been announced; I just received notice last night that I have been nominated for the Kafka Prize!"

Once the words were out, many in the conference room were stunned at first, and then filled with joy.

The Kafka Prize?!

That was the highest literary award issued by the Czech Republic, facing literary works from all over the world!

So far, no one in China had ever been able to win the Kafka Prize!

Now that Tang Lao had received a Kafka Prize nomination, it was simply huge good news!

"The Kafka Prize?!"

"This is too amazing, right?!"

"Truly worthy of Tang Lao!"

……

Seeing everyone discussing his Kafka Prize nomination, Tang Lao’s eyes also held a bit more self-satisfaction.

Originally, he didn't want to release this news so early.

After all, what was a nomination? Winning the award was the ultimate victory.

However, seeing that everyone in the conference room was no match for Ye Xuan, Tang Lao couldn't help but announce this good news.

At this moment, Tang Lao looked at Ye Xuan again, only to see that Ye Xuan’s expression remained unchanged.

Frowning slightly, Tang Lao felt a bit of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Could it be that Ye Xuan didn't know the status of the Kafka Prize, which was why he had no reaction?

Just as Tang Lao was knitting his brows, he saw Ye Xuan suddenly spread his hands and say casually.

"Is a Kafka Prize nomination as gold-standard as a Nobel Prize?"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire conference room fell into silence.

The joy from just a moment ago vanished in the blink of an eye.

Yes, even if the Kafka Prize was impressive, it was merely a bellwether for the Nobel Prize.

Compared to the Nobel Prize in Literature, there was still a huge gap between the two.

Not to mention that Tang Lao was currently only a Kafka Prize nominee.

How could he compare to Ye Xuan, who had won the Nobel Prize?!

At this moment, not only did the professors and experts present realize this, but Tang Lao, sitting at the head, also realized it.

In an instant, Tang Lao’s brows rose, and his entire face became as gloomy as water.

Looking up at Ye Xuan’s calm and composed appearance, Tang Lao’s eyes held a bit more anger.

"You young brat, you..."

Don't be arrogant...

However, before Tang Lao could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan’s nonchalant words.

"College entrance exam question-setting group, how did you invite just anyone? Are they not even as good as me, someone who rejected the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

As the voice fell, Tang Lao, who was 1.0 in front, suddenly stood up.

These words were clearly what Tang Lao had used to mock Ye Xuan just moments ago, and now they were being returned to him for free by Ye Xuan!

Yet, no one could refute these words.

After all, the highest award won by everyone present could not compare to Ye Xuan’s Nobel Prize in Literature!

In an instant, everyone in the conference room had their eyes on Tang Lao.

They saw Tang Lao’s face turn red, then black, then green, like a colorful palette.

And the next instant, they saw Tang Lao shake his finger, his body tremble, and then he actually fainted from anger.

"Tang Lao!"

Seeing the people beside him at a loss, Ye Xuan sat down at the head of the conference table without ceremony.

This seat was quite good.

From now on, he would sit in this position.