Chapter 3131: then translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren sent Xiao Shitou another WeChat, then saw dozens of unread messages on his phone, found Director Pan, and opened a video call.

Zheng Ren and Director Lao Pan again. Nothing new.

Director Pan sat in the office, seeming to be busy with something.

"Zheng Ren, what time is the award ceremony today?" Director Pan asked.

Zheng Ren and Director Lao Pan in the afternoon.

"Hmm, you little brat, why are you saying all this? There's a live broadcast tonight, right?"

"Probably." Zheng Ren said, "Director, let's find a weekend to go back."

"Come back for drinks, this time you have to drink a bottle of beer no matter what you say, let's brothers celebrate properly!" Director Pan said, obviously quite happy.

"Okay." Zheng Ren didn't want to spoil the mood; a bottle of beer, although a hangover is awful, he absolutely couldn't ruin the old Director's interest because of this.

"Director, how's your health lately?"

Zheng Ren, Director Lao Pan, Pipe Awl Chapter.

Nobel Prize.

"Got it, Director." Zheng Ren said while brushing his teeth, talking to Director Pan, though it wasn't formal, speaking with the old Director wasn't so stiff either.

You just got up?

Zheng Ren and Yi Ren.

"When can I hold my grandson!" Director Pan suddenly asked something he shouldn't have.

Zheng Ren's toothbrush was in his mouth, he froze, looking at the phone screen: "Director, if I propose, when do you think would be good?"

"Whatever, that's just a formality, not important." Director Pan waved his hand, "Having a kid is what really matters. If you don't have time, I'll bring him up; this is already on track, I reckon I'm not far from full retirement."

Zheng Ren thought, scratched his head, kept brushing his teeth. Brush brush brush, this problem is tough.

Letting Director Pan look after the kid, won't he spoil him? Besides, the old Director's grandson is already going to college, do we need to bring another wave?

: (no names) just identity.

Thinking about marriage and children, a brand-new little life waiting to be taught, Zheng Ren felt a bit lost about the future.

This is a world he can't control; Zheng Ren immediately wondered what to do if the child doesn't listen.

"What are you thinking about?" Director Pan saw Zheng Ren not speaking for a while and asked.

Zheng Ren, Director Lao Pan, Director Zhou, the capital.

Director Lao Pan, Zheng Ren, and the hospital.

"..." Zheng Ren felt Director Pan had misunderstood, hurriedly rinsed his mouth, then explained, "No, I'm worried about the education issue."

"Can't you be a bit more sensible, get married first!" Director Pan scolded, "You haven't even married yet and you're already thinking about children's education? Can you be any less reliable!"

: (no names)

Zheng Ren thought the same, laughed. Often there are news of couples chatting about what to do if they win the lottery, then end up divorcing; he didn't expect himself to make the same mistake.

Zheng Ren and the hospital.

"Director, if you can't stay up tonight, don't watch the live broadcast; watching the replay tomorrow is the same." Zheng Ren reminded, "I'll just go up to get the award; my appearance will probably only be a few minutes."

"Isn't there still a speech?" Director Pan asked.

"During the award ceremony I won't speak; it's only at the banquet. I actually wanted to do a surgery at the city hall, but that's not possible either." Zheng Ren said in front of Director Pan, talking especially much.

"That's also not possible; the banquet is also a speech. Today, tighten your schedule and think carefully." Director Pan said solemnly, "You represent our country and people."

"Just getting the award is great; besides, we don't need their recognition. The strong strengthen themselves, it doesn't matter."

Although Zheng Ren said that, under Director Pan's insistence he still agreed to think carefully about what to say in the speech.

After ending the video call, Zheng Ren hid the thought of marriage and children deep inside; things must be done step by step, first get through today's award ceremony then talk.

Frankly, I'm really tired. Thinking about the crowded scene in Stockholm City Hall, and thinking about having to walk to my seat formally to that Mozart piece, Zheng Ren started to get a headache.

There are too many people, my Energy Value is draining a lot, and I don't know if I can hold out.

As for the banquet… just get through it, find a chance to see if I can slip away quietly. For Zheng Ren, chatting and laughing with countless mosaics at the banquet is definitely not as enjoyable as holding Yi Ren's hand and strolling through the thick snow on Stockholm's streets.

Just get through it, Zheng Ren cheered himself up.

After breakfast, Yi Ren came to change Zheng Ren into the white shirt and suit required for the ceremony. After examining him for a long while, Yi Ren happily clapped her hands.

Zheng Ren and Dr. Charles.

The busy day passed just like that; at Afternoon 3:50, Zheng Ren arrived at the city hall on time.

Stockholm City Hall is a typical Swedish-style three-story courtyard building, facing north-south, south adjacent to the frozen Mälaren Lake. The annual Nobel Prize award ceremony is held here; this is tradition.

On the long square in front of the hall are tastefully placed fountains, sculptures, flowers, and green spaces. But now it's winter, everywhere is a vast white snow, looking a bit dull.

To the east of the city hall is the Nobel Museum on the Old Town Island; to the north is a small river; to the west is a prosperous commercial area.

The whole shape of this century-old building resembles a huge ship; a bell tower 106 meters high stands at the east end of the prow, symbolizing setting sail toward the sun.

On the top of the tower stand three shining golden crowns, representing the Swedish royal family at its height and the Norwegian and Danish royal families it controlled. White snow, red bricks—this makes Zheng Ren feel as if he has arrived at the old Di Du, the old city.

The open southern gate is a row of tall arched doorways; inside is a spacious courtyard where one can come and go freely. Turning left and climbing a few steps leads to the city hall's main door.

One could already see the ceremony guests, after security screening, passing through the wide lobby, arriving at the inner hall.