Dressed in a sophisticated white suit and with white hair on his head, this man was an old man from the West who was wearing a large gold Rolls-Royce watch on his hand, and he looked very energetic.

Everyone was in a trance, curious about what he was doing on stage.

I only heard him say: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, I'm Huls!" ”

If you often watch the international news, you will know what kind of person this Hulse is, he is the person in charge of the Nobel Prize literature section, and has a high authority, basically as long as it is a literary work that he identifies, it must be a Nobel Prize literary winner.

There were people in the audience at the front of the audience who knew him, and they suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

"Oh my God, even Huls is here for today's concert, he's the head of Nuo Kuo Literature, an internationally renowned figure."

"What did he do on stage? Could it be that like Hua Qingyin, he also went to the stage to trouble Jiang Fei. ”

"The person in charge of Nobel Prize literature, his words are more effective than all words, if he really points out Jiang Fei's various faults, then there is really no way to refute it."

The whispers of the audience came into Jiang Fei's ears, there is always too much malice in this world to find him, and Jiang Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"You certainly didn't come on stage to introduce yourself, let's say, what is your purpose?"

Hulse smiled: "I think your three songs are of great literary aesthetic value, and I want you to use these three songs to participate in the competition, evaluate you for the Nobel Prize for literature, and award the Nobel Prize for Literature to you." ”

Jiang Fei was stunned when he heard this, and dared to sing three songs casually, and the Nobel Prize in Literature was in hand, which was too easy.

Others may not be able to get the Nobel Prize after spending countless efforts, but Jiang Fei's Nobel Prize was so confused that he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"I feel honored to receive this kind of award, but there is no lunch in vain, and I don't believe that you are willing to award me the Nobel Prize in Literature for nothing."

Hulse said: "Mr. Jiang is really a smart man, I can award you the Nobel Prize, but I want to obtain the copyright of your three songs, which can also be said to be a patent, and we in the West can give you a large amount of patent fees to keep you rich and rich for the rest of your life." ”

is worthy of being the person in charge of Nobel Prize literature, and it can be said that he is a real clear-eyed person among all the people on the spot, Jiang Fei's three songs are secretly in line with the laws of heaven and earth, and listening to them for a long time is of great benefit to people.

It can improve comprehension and break through bottlenecks, which is a rare treasure for martial arts cultivators.

What will be the consequences of these three songs to the West, it is conceivable that Westerners will use the money earned by these three songs to turn into bullets and hit Yan Huang's Tie Jun, which is not what Jiang Fei wants.

Jiang Fei said sonorously: "I'm sorry, I refuse!" ”

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, they really couldn't imagine why Jiang Fei didn't want this big benefit.

Even if it is said that it is pie in the sky, it is not an exaggeration, how many people want to win the Nobel Prize without a chance, but Jiang Fei directly refused.

Many people present thought so, and the matter quickly spread to the Internet, which immediately caused a sensation in Yanhuang.

Yan Huang has never lacked masters, and there are many people who can see the subtleties of Jiang Fei's three songs, so that the relevant state departments directly dispatched.

When Hulse saw Jiang Fei's refusal, he was extremely puzzled, the Nobel Prize in Literature, the sky-high patent fee, this is not a condition that people can refuse at all, unless Jiang Fei is not a person.

Huls still didn't give up, and said, "Mr. Jiang, are you sure you don't think about it anymore?" A Nobel laureate is the highest honor in life, and I can promise you that the patent fee will never be less than 500 million! ”

In order to get Jiang Fei to agree to this condition, Hulse directly explained the chips.

I don't believe you could refuse such lucrative terms.

But he underestimated Jiang Fei, and people of Jiang Fei's realm had long since ceased to value money and reputation.

Jiang Fei said calmly: "Forgive me for not being able to agree to your request. ”

"What exactly do you want? Say it, and I'll promise you everything. As long as you are willing to give me the copyright and use patent of these three songs. ”

Western wolf ambitions, these three songs falling into their hands may sooner or later go into big problems.

Jiang Fei said: "What is the real value of these three songs? I think you know better than anyone that you think I'm going to give you these three songs, or to the West? ”

Jiang Fei, an old monster who had lived for so many years, how could he not see what Hulse was thinking in his heart and directly refused.

In particular, Blue Star's aura began to recover, and there were aura riots around the world.

Some things are not non-existent, but are covered up by the state, such as the zombie frenzy in the movie, this mutated and powerful monster, which is real.

Recently, Jiang Fei has seen news about this, there have been large-scale casualties in some areas, and the explanation on the news is that there has been a natural disaster, but Jiang Fei knows that it is not a natural disaster, but a series of disasters caused by the aura riot.

Seeing that Jiang Fei had debunked his thoughts, Huls no longer pretended to be garlic, and said, "I just don't want such a peerless track to be dusty......"

Hulse wanted to continue, but Jiang Fei directly interrupted him.

"Needless to say, this matter is not negotiable, and I will not give these three songs to any other country except Yanhuang."

These words were categorical, and Jiang Fei's image became tall again in everyone's hearts in an instant.

"Treat money as dung, patriotic heroes, this is the person worthy of our admiration."

"Jiang Fei, good job, we will always support you."

"Why do you want such a song, let the people of your country compose it themselves, and think about it every day to sit back and enjoy it and steal the fruits of others."

Seeing that there was no chance, Hulse endured the abuse of everyone, obediently stepped down from the stage, and left the concert.

Hua Qingyin was speechless in the background, damn, the Nobel Prize in Literature, isn't this a slap in the face in public? I really don't know what is so good about Jiang Fei's songs, and they all want to give up their lives?

He knew that Jiang Fei's songs were good, but he didn't know what Jiang Fei's songs were good about, and he was more jealous of Jiang Fei in his heart.

Especially a cautious person like him can't see others at all.

Liao Qingqing, who is backstage, has received consecutive calls from the three major domestic music giants, all of whom want to obtain the exclusive copyrights of Jiang Fei's three songs, and some are even willing to pay a high price of more than 500 million, which is unimaginable.

Liao Qingqing has been completely blinded, it's just three songs, how can he have such a huge amount of energy? Master, what an amazing person.

Jiang Xiaotu smiled: "Sister Qingqing, are you already confused?" ”