The presenter cleared his throat and looked at everyone with a smile, and behind him, four photos were laid out there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The above four are the finalists of this year's Pulitzer Prize for Literature, these four writers are all well-known writers from all over the world, congratulations to the four finalists, and then let the three finalists be announced!"

"Number one, Franklin Louvre. Congratulations on making it to the top three. There was a moment of thunderous applause, and it is entirely possible to become the top writer in the whole world by entering the top three.

"Second place, Kazumasa Oda! Congratulations on successfully entering the top three. This time, the host didn't have the same appetite as before, and almost instantly reported the second place, but it was still the kind of speed that was not fast or slow.

At this moment, Najin Mu was a little anxious, and his heart was a little hung when he saw that he didn't report his name.

"Our Korean nation is the strongest, and the third place is definitely me, not the Sioux City of the Xia Kingdom, this kind of existence that I have never heard of!" A trace of madness flashed in Kaneki's eyes.

The host paused, looked at the name on it with some surprise, and then silently glanced in the direction of Su Cheng, "Fourth...... Sioux City. ”

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar, Sioux City was famous in the United States, but it was the popularity brought by "Doraemon", and even Sioux City's "The Old Man and the Sea", whose sales once relied on "Doraemon" to be on the 24-hour bestseller list once, but then, it fell instantly.

Because the base is too small!

And at that time, Americans only thought it was a joke, after all, a cartoonist went to write a book, which is no different from an economist talking about accuracy, this is their idea, but now, this host has other ideas in his heart.

"Perhaps, this Sioux City really has strength!" the host thought silently.

And the writer of the stick country, Jin Mu, sat there in a daze as if a thunder thunder sounded in his ears, his eyes widened, and he looked at the photo of Sioux City on the big screen stupidly.

"No! No way!" Kaneki stood up, screamed loudly, pointed at Sioux City, and said in Korean: "Impossible! This is impossible, there is a shady curtain in this, what kind of thing is this Sioux City, it would be good to be shortlisted! How can it be better written than mine! This is impossible! There is a shady curtain in this!"

The whole audience looked at the golden wood and frowned, Su Cheng looked at the golden wood and didn't speak, just sat there.

And at this moment, the country of Sticks, the whole country was in an uproar, and the head of Sticks Country, Park Jinhui, looked at this scene, frowned, and scolded in a low voice: "Shame!"

And most of the stick people scolded loudly: "How is it possible! How can Jin Mu Smecta be as good as a bullshit Xia countryman!"

This Pulitzer Prize for Literature is unreliable! Our book by Kim Mu Smecta is definitely the most powerful in this award! It should be our Kim Mu Smecta who won the prize! How can Korean culture not be as good as that group of Xia people!"

And that Jin Mu, at this moment, was like a mad dog, pointing at Su Cheng and scolding, the host waved his hand, and in an instant, two black security guards wearing black suits and sunglasses walked in, one left and one right, directly holding Jin Mu, and dragged out without saying anything.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! I'm a great Korean, you inferior black! Let me go, I'm an international friend! If you do this, it will cause international disputes! Our great Korean nation will not let you go!"

Seeing this situation, Kaneki was a little anxious, but it was useless, the door was opened, and the two black bodyguards glared at Kaneki angrily, and threw him out like garbage. Then the door slammed shut.

Those reporters standing outside, looking at such a scene, their eyes lit up, and they instantly began to take pictures, and the flash flashed continuously.

The golden tree lay there like a dead dog, seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly covered his cheeks, pointed to the door behind him and cursed angrily, and ran outside in a gray manner.

And the people of this stick country saw this situation completely through TV, and their hearts burned with anger.

And Su Cheng said lightly: "This kind of person is neurotic." ”

Subsequently, the double strong were read out, namely Su Cheng and Naoda Kazumasa, which is a very delicate situation, two Southeast Asian country writers, entered a showdown, and the two were invited to stand on the rostrum.

"To be honest, Su Jun, I didn't expect you to have this kind of strength. Xiao Tianhe was looking at Su Cheng, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of interest, and licked his lips.

Su Cheng's body trembled, looked at Xiao Tian Kazumasa, and said, "I'm not doing it, I'm sorry." ”

Xiao Tian Hezheng was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled slightly, looked at Su Cheng and said, "Su Jun, I am bound to win this award." ”

Xiao Tianhe was looking at Su Cheng in his eyes, with an indomitable momentum, and instantly pressed towards Su Cheng.

Su Cheng shook his brows and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm bound to win, then it depends on their respective strengths." ”

The momentum on Su Cheng's body exploded, not weak at all, and even faintly showed signs of transcendence.

"Okay!

Seeing that the exchange between the two people was over, the host stood in the middle of the two people, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "The final winner of this year's Pulitzer Prize for Literature is ......."

The faces of the two people kept smiling, but the tension was even stronger in the bottom of their hearts.

"From ...... Sioux City in Xia Kingdom!"

In an instant, if Sioux City was shortlisted before, the fans of Xia Guo were cheering, at this moment, it was excitement, it was carnival, Xia people were ecstatic, and the domestic writers were silent one by one, and their hearts were extremely complicated at the moment.

The writers of the older generation left two lines of tears, they don't know how long it has been since Xia Guo has such a writer who has won an international award! And it is such a commemorative award!

Su Cheng didn't look at Xiao Tian and Zheng, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I won this time, you say that there are no good writers in Xia Kingdom? Giving me this position is a waste, I'm sorry, this time there are really any, and there are excellent writers in our country, and I am not the only one, you say that I am bad, but you say that our country is poor, I'm sorry, I can only say that your island country is also very bad!"

Su Cheng snorted coldly, looked at the crystal trophy in his hand, and stood in the center of the rostrum.

Franklin Lowvre, who had been swept down before, stood up from his position at this moment, looked at Sioux City, and said slowly in pure American English: "Excuse me, interrupt, I want to ask, did you write this book "The Old Man and the Sea?" )