Obviously, it was to bully Hang Chuxue who was illiterate, who made her English bad?

This situation must not be told the truth, otherwise she will be ridiculed again, it is better to hide it, and when she knows, it will be after returning to China.

There are a total of eight writers shortlisted for the Hugo Award, and the big screen behind the host is also divided into eight, with their own works and personal portraits on them, which is very stylish, at least higher than other awards.

"The winner of the Hugo Award is..."

The audience fell silent as the host's voice grew, and the camera kept scanning back and forth over the eight of them, some nervous enough to fold their hands in prayer for God's blessing, and some pretended to be calm, but clenched their fists tightly.

Only Xu Yang leaned back in the chair and looked very relaxed.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't care about this award, since he is here, he must want to win the award, but he doesn't take it very seriously, just like the host introduced, he has another identity that is an artist, so he doesn't care too much.

There is a saying on the Internet "Don't challenge my pocket money with your salary"

This sentence is also applicable to him here, don't use your major to compare with my hobby, I don't get an award and it's nothing, and the outside world firmly believes that writing books is his hobby, which is the same at home and abroad.

"The winner of the Hugo Award at this World Science Fiction Convention is... An artist from Huaxia, Xu Yang!!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, Hang Chuxue was so excited that she almost didn't jump, although she couldn't understand English, but the two words 'Xu Yang' were still spoken in Chinese.

"Boss, we've won the award, we've won the award!"

In this regard, Xu Yang just smiled and nodded, and then stood up calmly in everyone's applause, this time there was no hug, he simply sorted out his quasi-clothes, and walked straight forward.

At this time, he was wearing a slim dark blue suit, the whole person was very energetic, since he got up, the camera began to follow him, stepped up the steps, went on stage, walked to the center of the stage, the whole set of actions flowed, calm and calm.

Coupled with a pair of long legs and already a good appearance, he has become the most beautiful boy in the field among a group of writers.

There's nothing to be nervous about, he's not a full-time writer, he's very experienced in this kind of thing on stage, which is also his advantage, just a few steps, his aura drove directly to 10,000 meters, and the eyes of the audience were on him.

Maybe those writers in the audience are a little embarrassed now, they are professional writers, and they haven't worked as an artist in the end, as the so-called art industry has a specialty, this sentence doesn't seem to work very well on Xu Yang!

It's okay to be defeated by peers, at most, their skills are not as good as others, but being defeated by someone from other industries in their own field may make them wonder if they are professional or not.

Xu Yang stood on the stage confidently and calmly at this time, completely different from some of the previous award-winning writers on stage, after taking the host's microphone, Xu Yang directly greeted everyone in English:

"Hello everyone, I am Xu Yang, the author of "The Three-Body Problem", I don't just sing "Booty, Music", I have other works, thank you!"

Hearing him say this, the two hosts on this stage also laughed together, and then according to the process, the host read the information of "The Three-Body Problem" and said that "The Three-Body Problem" was originally an analysis of human nature from the perspective of science fiction, and the whole structure was grand and barabala.

In the end, when the host handed him the heaviest trophy, I don't know why, the corners of Xu Yang's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

There is a sense of pride that belongs to the nation, and of course, there is also the sigh that it has lived up to Mr. Liu's works, such an epic is fortunate to have won the honor it deserves, and it can be regarded as not smashed in his own hands.

Subsequently, under the host's gesture, Xu Yang delivered his acceptance speech in English.

"I'm glad I got this honor, it will be the best response I've had at home in three years, it means that I haven't wasted time, and I'm working harder to create a great work, 3q"

The acceptance speech is very simple, according to his previous temperament, he has to say two whole sentences, but the Chinese culture is broad and profound, and he is afraid that he will not understand what he says, so it is better to be ordinary.

You know, this is the universal copywriting of the acceptance speech that he spent a full ten minutes last night and found on the Internet, which is absolutely stable.

As his acceptance speech ended, the audience also erupted in warm applause, and the audience watching the live broadcast online also began to sprinkle flowers.

"If you win the award, I will say that my Xu Yang will definitely be able to do it!"

"Big guy is awesome!"

"The first person in domestic science fiction didn't run away!"

"What about the first person, he hasn't sung the little yellow song [Dog Head]"

"The first person to sing Little Yellow Songs in China!"

"I have to say, I like this host, it's very sassy!"

The major media present, especially the domestic media, also hurriedly sent the material back to China, ready to report the news in a big way, after all, with Xu Yang's popularity now, the traffic will definitely not be bad.

On the other hand, Xu Yang walked off the stage with the applause of the audience.

As soon as she returned to her seat, Hang Chuxue stretched out her little hand, no need to think about it, she must have taken a fancy to his trophy, but he didn't care about it, and handed it over directly. 、

After all, did he still have a trophy in Li Chun's place? Or if he won another award this time, he would have forgotten about it.

With the end of the Hugo Awards, the World Science Fiction Convention has also come to an end, followed by various speeches by the host and a group photo of the people present.

After the announcement, several award-winning writers naturally became the objects of interviews with major media, fortunately, he was well-known for his seer, and after all the processes were completed, he directly pulled Hang Chuxue and went out.

As the most eye-catching one in this event, he is naturally also a hot commodity in the media.

He was not interested in the reporter's words, but if other writers came to talk to him, he still had to stop and talk to the other party, many people said that they wanted to communicate with him more in the future, and he was full of promises, after all, it can't be special, right?

But even if it is communication, he still knows how much he tries to try.

After going out, the two hurriedly took a taxi and disappeared, and did not go back to the hotel directly for safety reasons, but found a crowded commercial street and plunged in.

As the so-called big hidden in the city, as long as there are enough people, reporters can't find me.

Foreign countries are not as good as domestic ones, here, almost no pedestrians on the street know him, and they don't even need to wear masks, but the trophy in Hang Chuxue's hand is a little eye-catching.

But fortunately, ordinary people don't know what this is, and he doesn't even think it's an ornament.

Walking around, Xu Yang saw a café, and then the two walked in and found a place to do it under the guidance of the waiter.

"What would you like to drink?" the waiter asked.

"Latte"*2

In this regard, Xu Yang looked at the surrounding cultivators and responded with a smile: "Four cups of latte, two cups on the wall!"

"Yes sir!"

Perhaps seeing the doubts in Hang Chuxue's eyes, Xu Yang explained with a smile: "Don't be confused, I didn't say anything wrong!"

"Do you see a lot of notes on the walls around this store?"

Hearing his words, Hang Chuxue looked up and looked around, and each note on it said 'a cup of coffee'

"Why boss?"

Xu Yang: "The customs of each place!"

"People who come here for coffee will voluntarily pay an extra cup for those who want to drink coffee but can't afford it. ”

"Of course, if you don't pay more, no one will say anything about you!"

"Oh, that's right!"

Soon, while their coffee was served, the waiter also brought two notes and pasted them on the wall.

Respect for others is a kind of cultivation that everyone should have, if you invite the other person to drink this cup of coffee in person, the other party will feel embarrassed, so it will be much better, at least not in person to have a relationship.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, Xu Yang's heart suddenly had a trace of tranquility for some reason.

In his stunned effort, white snowflakes had fallen from the sky, and pedestrians on the road were walking on the road with a sigh of breath in their mouths.

The cold winter is coming, this environment is like a test, it is a difficulty in life, if you can have a cup of steaming coffee at this time, maybe you will be very happy!

It is said that may the homeless have wine to drink, and may the lonely person sing, but it is not bad to have a cup of coffee.

Picking up the coffee and taking a sip, Xu Yang looked out the window and said softly: "Sister Xiaoxue, you say, will good people be rewarded?"

"Yes, but... Who knows!"

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