At the suggestion of a staff member, Yang Guo walked up to the stage from the small aisle next to him, but he did not walk into people's sight, but quietly stood on the left side of the stage, where there was an inconspicuous small podium, where Yang Guo would complete the simultaneous interpretation of a series of speeches by Old Man Mo later.

Although Yang Guo is already very low-key, but after all, he is tall and big, and he still attracted the attention of some audiences, among them, there may be a young woman who came with her father covered her mouth, I don't know if she recognized Yang Guo, she quietly raised her mobile phone, pointed at Yang Guo and started to video.

Yang Guo stood there, suddenly remembered something, he turned around and asked the on-site director of the organizing committee in a low voice: "Sir, when Mr. Pavasterberg introduces Mr. Mo Yan in a while, can I translate at the same time?" You know, Mr. Mo Yan, he can only understand Chinese. ”

The director of the scene was shocked by Yang Guo's pure and fluent Swedish, however, he did not immediately agree to Yang Guo, pondered for a long time, and said: "This is not in accordance with the rules, you know, you have not made preparations, it will lead to a bad impact beyond our control." ”

Yang Guo smiled slightly and said, "You shouldn't question my Swedish level, right?" Since my country has the confidence to send me to be a translator for Mr. Mo Yan, then I have the strength not to mess up your arrangement! Besides, I just translated into Chinese at the same time, and if I don't translate it well, I believe you won't hear it, so what are you worried about? ”

The on-site director pondered for a moment, looked into Yang Guo's eyes, and said: "If you insist, I can give you a chance, but, young man, please keep in mind that if something goes wrong, it will affect not only me, but also Mo Yan, and the country you represent!" ”

The warning made in his words did not make Yang Guo back down, although the responsibility seemed to be very heavy, but Yang Guo believed that in his own professional field, he had the information to do everything well!

Before I knew it, the previous performance had ended, and Pavasteberg, the chairman of the Nobel Committee on Literature and also a writer, walked out with a manuscript at the invitation of the host.

Although there was no suspense, the people present still held their breath and listened to his introduction to Mo Yan, because the next winner to receive the award was from a large eastern country that they were very curious about.

Pavasteberg looked down the stage and began to read the manuscript in his hand, and at the same time, a strange-sounding but charming-sounding translator sounded almost at the same time, and people involuntarily turned their heads to look for it, and found Yang Guo, who was doing simultaneous interpretation.

Of course, Yang Guo's voice was weaker than that of Chairman Parvasterberg under the mediation of the equipment, so the voice of the keynote speaker was not affected, and only Mo Yan and his wife and daughter in the audience were stunned, as well as several scholars who knew Chinese, including Ma Yueran.

"Mo Yan is a poet," Yang Guo paused when translating, which is required for the grammatical format of simultaneous interpretation, "He tore off the conformist big-character posters and sublimated the individuals in the chaos and complexity......"

Mo Yan listened carefully, and what he listened to was naturally not Chairman Pavasteberg's speech, which he didn't understand, but Yang Guo's translation as if he were reciting poetry. He originally thought that he was going to pretend to smile and pretend to be able to understand, but he didn't expect Yang Guo's unexpected appearance to allow him to really understand the award speech given to him by the organizer.

"Mo Yan is dripping with a large brushstroke, outlining a forgotten peasant world, everything in it is vividly written, even if its atmosphere is smoky, it is also filled with **** atmosphere, although it is full of amazing cruelty, but it is still soaked with cheerful selflessness; It never feels boring to read. All kinds of handicrafts, blacksmith work, building houses, digging ditches, breeding, banditry tricks, all these he knows and writes everything, and almost everything in the world is listed in his pen. ”

Professor Ma Yueran in the audience opened his mouth in surprise, he could understand Chairman Pavasteberg's speech, but he thought that even if he was himself, he would not be able to blurt out such a concise translation like Yang Guo!

This is a simultaneous interpretation! How did Yang Guo do it? He didn't get the transcript in advance because Yang Guo suddenly decided to do this translation, but he was able to translate every sentence as if it had been carefully crafted for a long time, so beautiful that people couldn't help but taste it carefully.

However, Yang Guo's translation was not so refreshing, and he found many misunderstandings about China in Chairman Pabastberg's speech, such as: "Although the ideology and reform movements have changed repeatedly, people's solipsism and inner greed have never been eliminated. Therefore, Mo Yan had to resist all injustices in order to protect the petty individuals, from the mud bombardment to the tyranny of the Mao era and the frenzy of production today. ”

As a translator, Yang Guo couldn't interrupt the other party on the spot and then jump out to point out the mistakes, he could only abide by his professional ethics and read out these sentences that he felt must be awkward in his heart.

"Misunderstanding? Perhaps the cultural dissemination of our country is still not in place! If they can get in touch with more, more Chinese thoughts and writings, they will understand that China is not as dark as they imagined, and they will understand that the Chinese people are not as ignorant as they imagined! Yang Guo was doing the translation while dual-minded, thinking with a heavy heart.

"Although I can't afford the important task of cultural dissemination alone, I can do my best and lead more people to join our industry!" Yang Guo meditated in his heart.

"Congratulations from the Swedish Academy. I beg you to receive the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature from the King. After Yang Guo finished translating this sentence, he stopped.

Because Chairman Pavasterberg suddenly changed into a little awkward Chinese, he humorously said to Old Man Mo: "Mo Yan, please!" ”

The applause at the scene was thunderous, and Yang Guo was also applauding vigorously on the side.

In the applause, Old Man Mo smiled slightly, got up from his chair, and walked towards King Carl XVI Gustav of Sweden, who had just walked to the center of the stage with a wooden square tray.

Although facing a king, Old Man Mo still maintained a neither humble nor arrogant bearing, he smiled and took the tray where the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature certificate and gold medal were placed, and shook the king's right hand.

Then, he stood alone in the middle of the stage, smiled slightly, and bowed deeply to the audience.

Yang Guo, who had read the old man's speech, knew that he bowed this time to thank his relatives and friends who had helped him since he wrote!

At this moment, countless viewers in China are watching his award in front of the TV. Yang Guo silently thought in his heart: "They will see!" ”

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