It turned out that in addition to carrying out propaganda activities, the trio of Koreans who came to China were really here to participate in the cultural exchange meeting between China and China.

This is indeed a bit troublesome, Su Mo's approach made some leaders have opinions, so Gao Hou made such a play to prove Su Mo's value and dispel other people's doubts, sure enough, Su Mo did not meet the expectations of the public, made a classic poem, coupled with some activities of Gao Hou, some unwarranted disasters dissipated between the void and did not happen.

Su Mo respected Gao Hou even more, but Gao Hou smiled and said: "Actually, I want you to do this with a selfish intention, don't I want you to teach at Beijing University, through this matter, you can accumulate some prestige and some feelings with the students of Beijing University, and then the opposition will be smaller."

After a pause, Gao Hou said again: "To be honest, it's not enough to be recognized by Beijing University with your current achievements, but if you can really win a few internationally important literary awards, things will be much easier, so this time I will seriously help you translate, and also, do you want to think of a foreign pen name?" In the case of the Japanese language, the word Shuren is good, easy to translate, but in the English-speaking world, let's start one, didn't you say that there are two other new works that go to the Ellen Award and the Gartha Award? ”

Su Mo nodded slightly, and at this time, Gao Hou suddenly slapped his palms and said with a smile: "I'll give you one, how about Nicholas, this name comes from Western mythology, meaning victorious person, good omen!" Yes, Nicholas Sue! ”

Su Mo was chilled, because the name Nicholas reminded him of the ultimate dance king "Nicholas Zhao Si", who caused a sensation in Asia! Forget it, I don't dare to have the same name as his old man.

"Hehe, thank you for your kindness" Su Mo laughed dryly, "Stephen, my name is Stephen Sue!" ”

"Whatever you want," he shrugged.

Su Mo smiled, the reason why he was called this name is because the king of comedy he loved very much in his previous life was also named Stephen, Stephen Zhou!

Waking up from the memories, Su Mo remembered the meeting with Chu Mingyu just now, and suddenly pondered.

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In a large and elegant room in the ancient and quiet capital of England, seven middle-aged men with blond hair and blue eyes are burying their heads in "reading papers", and they are members of the selection committee of the "Gartha Award", the world's three major mystery literary awards.

As a very influential world literary award, they receive countless manuscripts from all over the world every year, and finally after layers of screening, only 63 works can be submitted to them for review, and finally decide on various awards.

Seven people, each of whom has to look at nine works, and the works that can be nominated if they are satisfied must be cross-reviewed, and the highlight of them, the "Best Mystery Novel of the Year", must be jointly approved by more than five committee members.

"Well, this German writer Garth's "Murder in the Danube" is short and concise, the layout is rigorous, and the reasoning part is very exciting, it seems that this year's 'Best Short Mystery Novel' can be given to him" One of the judges suddenly looked up and smiled, "Brown, do you have any good works there?" ”

"Of course, Locke, a young writer who has just debuted in England, wrote "Strange Street" very well, and if nothing else, the "Best Newcomer Award" can be given to him"

"I also have a good work here, and the best novella must be this "Cat's Eye Legend" in my hand," the third person also added.

"Not necessarily, I also have a fascinating work here......"

"And my ......"

The members of the committee were a little excited, and William, the chairman of the jury, was a little unhappy, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, this is a serious place, please be quiet, perform your duties, as for who the flowers will be, it will be decided by the final vote!" ”

When the boss had spoken, the committee members shut up and bowed their heads and continued to read, when William noticed that there was another man who had not spoken for several hours, and asked:

"Mr. Hubert, has something happened to you?"

There was a shout, but the commissioner named Hubert didn't hear it at all, so William shouted twice more before Hubert woke up.

"Mr. President, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, Mr. Hubert, have you come across any good work, and why are you so fascinated?"

Asked this, Hubert's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and said loudly: "Gentlemen here, I think this year's 'Best Mystery Novel of the Year' has been decided, because our precious great writer, Sir Gartha, may be back!" ”

What the!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on the field, who is Sir Gartha? An old woman in her nineties, but this old woman is a world-renowned writer, and the mystery writer Ms. Gartha Christopher! She has written countless mystery classics in the past forty or fifty years, and is regarded as the queen of world reasoning! He is also the highest-ranking and oldest national treasure in England today! The award is named after her, and another great writer in England, the fantasy writer Lady Delete, is also a mentor of Sir Gartha.

How could they not be surprised to hear that Sir Gartha, who had been closed for many years, seemed to be making a comeback!

"Mr. Hubert, why do you say that?"

"Because I have the book!" Hubert held up the manuscript and said conclusively: "This book is simply earth-shattering, too much more than other works, whether it is the delicate penmanship, the atmospheric layout, the heavy precipitation of human nature, the unexpected and reasonable ending, and the very unique poignant description of death, I can't think of anyone other than Sir Gartha, although the author marked above is Stephen Sue, a writer from China."

Stephen Sue? Huaxia Kingdom?

Everyone was even more puzzled, and Chairman William's face was serious: "Mr. Hubert, if you have finished reading it, let me read this work!" ”

Hubert nodded, walked up to the chairman and handed him the book, William took it and looked at it, and the title of the book was "No One Survives"!

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"If you don't make this work the best of the year, I, Anthony, will immediately announce my withdrawal from the National Reasoning Association of the United States!"

In a conference room in Jinshan City, a man wearing Sven glasses and a beard on his face glanced at the dozen or so judges present and roared.

"This, Anthony, you calm down first, sit down and drink saliva, and we will discuss something slowly!" One of the judges persuaded him.

Anthony smiled coldly: "There is nothing to talk about, either you follow my advice, or you insist on your narrow nationalism, then you just don't respect academics, although I, Anthony, am not a great person, but I am ashamed of your comrades!" I'd rather quit the association and rush to Huaxia to apologize to Mr. Stephen Su, the great writer who wrote a peerless mystery classic! ”

(Four chapters guaranteed tomorrow!) Cheekily ask for ticket support! ）