Many people are still in hindsight. Li Yun, this Asian, this Chinese, he really came, to participate in the presentation of the Hugo Awards.

You must know that there are only two kinds of people who come to participate in the Hugo Award ceremony, one is a company that comes to brush up on the sense of existence to find business opportunities, and the other is a person who has been nominated for the award.

And Li Yun is obviously not a representative of the enterprise who comes to brush up on the sense of existence.

Then he got the nomination award.

But when you think about it, it doesn't seem too much... What a surprise.

After all, Li Yun is the man who wrote a book like "Don Quixote".

With his talent, he wrote a book that would win the Hugo Award, as if... It's not such a fantasy.

It even seems to... That's the basics.

"His expression is really bad."

Franklin looked at Li Yun's look of raising his head and chest and muttered, "He's doing... Do you show off your might to us? ”

"Who knows..."

......

"I always feel like most of the eyes here aren't very friendly?"

Liu Neng is also a good person, and he can feel that the eyes of European and American people are not very friendly.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense, after all, you are an Asian, a Chinese, and you have been nominated for the Hugo Award, which translates to a European and American who has won the highest laurel award in the Chinese science fiction world...

Empathy, think about it, you know that the other party is unhappy!

But if you think about it, as a Chinese standpoint... That's pretty cool.

I, a man from a foreign land, have won the highest crown of science fiction in your country.

That feeling naturally is.

It's cool.

As he spoke, Liu Neng also held his head high, looking quite unbeaten.

The two Asians with their heads held high were unusually dazzling in the whole venue, looking like lions showing off their might.

This makes many people very unhappy to watch.

I haven't won the award yet, I'm so arrogant, if I really get the award, isn't it arrogant that my own mother won't admit it?

......

"President, please give us an explanation why you invited this Li Yun over."

"Actually, I didn't know I was going to invite him." The president of the American Science Fiction Association said very calmly: "It's just that the author of this "Three-Body Problem" is Li Yun, which is just a wonderful coincidence. ”

"No, it's not a coincidence... I hope you don't give this award to Li Yun. ”

"I'm just the president of the Science Fiction Society, and I can't influence the minds of other members of the Society." President Rem was still calm: "It depends on the voting results." ”

Old Jack seemed to be a little impatient, and he had a headache and a solution for the stone in front of him, which was not as old as him, but harder than him.

"Aren't you the president of the Science Fiction Society? They will definitely listen to what you say. ”

"I'm sorry, but the Hugo Awards are purely democratic, and even I can't sway their minds."

"Sir, you're sophistry."

"I'm not quibbling, but that's the case, if I abuse my power as president to influence the awarding of the Hugo Award, then what is the point of the Hugo Award? It's better to call it the shady award. ”

"You have no idea what Li Yun will bring us!"

"I'm not like you populist rightists." Rem was still tidying up his suit and said, "Art knows no borders, and we should let our people accept excellent literary and artistic works." ”

Rem said this with a clear and reverent gaze.

Old Jack really scolded the president of this science fiction association 10,000 times in his heart, 10,000 times.

These damn leftist virgins!

Is it really that you don't know how to judge the situation or is the heart of Our Lady too responsive?

"That's enough, what is the final result, you don't count, I don't count, the members of the Science Fiction Association collectively think it's counted... Needless to say, the awards ceremony is about to start, and I will miss it first. ”

....

In the midst of all the anticipation, the presentation of the Hugo Award began.

When the approach begins.

Although there are two more Asian faces among these people, this does not prevent everyone from still being a little unimpressed.

This is the West after all.

Maybe Li Yun is very awesome as a creator and can be nominated for the Hugo Award, but can he really win the Hugo Award for a feature?

Very hanging.

First of all, the translation of the text has become a rather natural threshold.

In any case, when one language is translated into another, the small meanings in some places will be different.

The reading experience is greatly reduced.

And most importantly...

Science fiction is of Western origin!

Can you defeat yourself in your own turf, in your own place?

No.... Maybe not.

Originally, people wanted to be sure that it was impossible, but when they thought of classical music, wasn't it hammered on the ground by Li Yun.

Think.. It's not impossible!

Suddenly, people panicked.

What's more, Li Yun doesn't really want to do things in the field of science fiction.

It's not without precedent! Didn't classical music make him Li Yun out of the limelight?

.....

"I would like to announce that the Hugo Award for Best Short Film this time is "The Diary of Saturn."

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations..."

Under the bursts of applause, a young looking girl ran up and watched with excitement as she won the Hugo Award for Best Short Film.

Even some of the excitement is difficult to express in words.

The excitement is beyond words.

Even cried on the spot.

Yes, that's what the Hugo Awards represent in the Western world of science fiction.

"Congratulations, would you be interested in licensing the copyright to us? I was able to adapt him into a work that was in line with his status. ”

Franklin's expression was gentlemanly and elegant.

"You... It's Mr. Franklin, and I... I do. ”

"Good."

Almost instantly, Franklin's media company signed the Hugo Award winner.

At the same time, the gears of capital have also begun to turn, and this "Saturn Diary" will be like a fat pig on the assembly line, on the assembly line of the capital world, becoming a fat pig to be slaughtered, and also being processed into a variety of products, becoming a ruthless money-making machine.

Her future has been seen by many people, but she herself still believes that Franklin, a capitalist, sincerely wants to adapt her works into works worthy of his Hugo Award status.

The world of capital is emotionless.

At least most of the time no.

When the award was announced, Old Jack nodded lightly and said, "It seems that the judges are still very knowledgeable." ”

Why did Old Jack judge it that way?

Because he has read the book "Saturn's Diaries", as a science fiction work... It's okay, but it's a bit delicate to win the award.

But the heroine of "The Saturn Diaries" is a transgender black feminist gay man of a remote religion.

It's 'right' in every sense of the word.

Old Jack can think that this is a signal from the jury.

They'll make zz the right answer!