The Nobel Prize in Literature has made Lin Chaoyang the focus of attention of the country and even many international media. It is impossible to refuse an interview during this celebration.

During the next period of time, Lin Chaoyang naturally had to spend a lot of time accepting media interviews and participating in various activities, which was a headache to think about.

After the end of "News Broadcast", Dongdong took a few books and found Lin Chaoyang, "Dad, please sign a few books for me."

"Send it to classmates?"

Lin Chaoyang took the book and asked while signing it.

"Um."

Dongdong responded.

It's indeed a gift for classmates, but a female classmates.

At noon today, Dongdong had just had lunch and was lying on the bed in the dormitory and chatting with her classmates. She waited for half an hour to go to class, but at this time, a noise suddenly came from the corridor.

"I won the award! I won the award!"

Several classmates walked through the corridor in the style of a classmate, and shouting spread throughout every dormitory.

"Win the award? What award?"

Wu Gang, who was in the same dormitory, was puzzled, but Dongdong sat up from the bed.

Just as he was about to speak, a classmate in another bed said, "Is it the Nobel Prize? Could it be that Lin Chaoyang won the prize?"

While several people were guessing, a louder sound came from outside.

"Come on! Really! Lin Chaoyang won the Nobel Prize in Literature!"

The sound full of joy was loud and bright. Many students in the corridor ran around happily, motivating the entire dormitory building to get restless.

"Damn it! Awesome!" Wu Gang reacted first, shouted and rushed out of the dormitory.

The other two jumped out of bed and were about to go out to celebrate the happy event, but they saw Dongdong sitting by the bed motionless.

"Si Yan, what are you thinking? You are not thinking about going to 'self-study' with Shi Yu at night, right? When is it now!

Originally, Dongdong didn't plan to go home to "study" in the library this week, but he didn't expect that his old father would win the award.

After running with me for so many years, how could I do this year?

The classmate's joke made Dongdong look ashamed. The old father won the Nobel Prize in Literature, and he could not be absent at such a critical moment.

Thinking of this, Dongdong rushed out of the dormitory and took the bicycle to his license, so he couldn't even take care of class.

When he returned home, as he expected, his family gathered and the atmosphere was festive and lively.

"Dongdong is back?"

Tao Yucheng had an apron around her neck and was picking up onions at the kitchen door. When she saw Dongdong coming back, she immediately asked with a smile.

"Uncle, do you want to show off your skills today?"

"This big happy event is not good without my skills. Today, my uncle will give you a full meal!"

After entering the main room, four elderly people at home sat in the living room chatting, smiling between their eyebrows and eyes.

After asking, Dongdong looked around inside and outside the house and asked, "Where is my dad?"

"Your dad is being interviewed in the West Courtyard."

"oh."

At this time, the phone rang, and Dongdong answered it quickly with her eyes and hands.

"Hey, aunt, when will you be back?"

"Oh, okay, everyone in the family is here, you're the one who's missing!"

After chatting for a few words, Dongdong hung up the phone and said to Tao's father who was looking at him: "My aunt said she was going to come back from the flight tonight."

In recent days, Tao Yumo people were on a business trip in the United States and immediately flew back to China after getting news.

Since the beginning of this year, the Internet economy in the United States has collapsed. September 21 last month was the darkest moment for the US Internet industry. The Nasdaq index, which once reached 5132 points, has only 1088 points left, a drop of 78.8%.

Countless Internet companies went bankrupt, and the stock prices of many listed companies also fell to the bottom.

Among the countless companies that went bankrupt, it also includes Pop Mart's rival in the US market, Thailand.

The investment and collection craze of Doudouwa, which once became popular in the United States, collapsed in the surging wave of the Nasdaq stock market crash.

Without paying any price, the opponent collapses by himself. Tao Yumo naturally takes this opportunity to expand the market in the United States and pick up the bargains.

Feeling the joyful atmosphere at home, Dongdong remembered Shi Yu, who was still in school. He secretly ran to the corner with the phone and made a call.

Tell Qian Shiyu that something happened at home and that she would not be able to study with her today.

After making the phone call, I happened to meet Lin Chaoyang who came back from the West Hospital after an interview.

Dongdong had an idea and felt that he should give Shi Yu a surprise.

So he rode his bicycle out again and ran to Xinhua Bookstore to buy some old father's works, which led to the fact that he wanted to sign a book tonight.

At the same time when Dongdong and his father asked for an autograph, the scene of Lin Chaoyang being interviewed on TV on a high-rise building on Jintai Road near the Third Ring Road just passed.

"There doesn't seem to be much change in Chaoyang in the past two years," said Liu Zhenyun.

He always talks and jokes, but he is naturally Liang Zuo on the side.

In recent years, Liang Zuo's work and rest are irregular and he eats a lot all day long. His body shape has been developing horizontally. He is originally very narrow-minded.

Now, when I smile, my eyes are gone.

He laughed again at this moment. He could hear Liu Zhenyun's joke, but he was not angry.

"The Nobel Prize in Literature, this time it made him shake." Wang Shuo, who was lying on the sofa, said with a jealousy.

Wang Shuo likes to be independent and the public is pursuing the Nobel Prize in Literature, but he looks down on it.

In fact, it is not that he looks down on him, but that he pretends to look down on him. If he really says he is awarded an award, he will be happier and more excited than anyone else.

Liu Zhenyun saw him thoroughly, but if you see through it or not, you will be good friends.

In recent years, Liu Zhenyun, Wang Shuo and Liang Zuo have been very close, and there is another person named Feng Xiaogang.

Feng Xiaogang is studying the novella "Review of the Ancient 1942" written by Liu Zhenyun. Today, the few people gathered for this purpose. As Lin Chaoyang won the award, everyone's focus changed suddenly.

"Look at your sourness, you can smell it between two miles." Liang Zuo mocked Wang Shuo.

"What's wrong with me? You're not sour?"

Liang Zuo spread his hands and said, "I just wrote the script. I have no chance of being with Nobel in this life. What's sour?"

As long as you put yourself low enough, the enemy will not attack you.

Wang Shuo has never lost his mouth, but he is still almost the same as Liang Zuo.

He smacked his lips and said, "It's all 58 years, why is the gap so big?"

The four people present today, Wang Shuo, Liu Zhenyun, and Feng Xiaogang, were all from 1958 years old.

"Master Shuo, we have to compete with people, not with gods."

Feng Xiaogang said to Wang Shuo that he laughed as soon as he spoke, revealing two big teeth.

Before Wang Shuo could speak, Liang Zuo clapped his hands and said, "This is right. Is my master an ordinary person? You just fool the general public with this little ink."

After being ridiculed by him, Wang Shuo looked angry, but did not retort.

If Liang Zuo competes with him, he will definitely be tugging, but Lin Chaoyang is not convinced.

"Blind, look at it. This award will be praised on the altar and you will be separated from the people in the future."

"You're sour."

The next morning, after the Internet and TV media, the paper media reports finally came late, but the momentum was not weaker than the previous two. Instead, it became more violent and overwhelming, rushing to the people of the whole country.

The Internet, TV stations, newspapers, and national media reports made Lin Chaoyang’s award-winning news like a huge wave.

It swept across the world and spread all over the country.

This year, China has not defeated SARS, has not held the Olympics, and has not experienced a trade war.

The national and cultural confidence of the Chinese people has not yet been baptized by these historical events, and the people still have a heavy filter for Western countries and culture.

Lin Chaoyang became China's first Nobel Prize winner in Literature, and what he brought to all Chinese people was incomparable pride and pride.

They are proud and proud not only because Lin Chaoyang won the Nobel Prize in Literature, but also because the winner is Lin Chaoyang. It is no exaggeration to say that over the past 20 years, Lin Chaoyang has used his works to nourish tens of millions of readers in China and accompanied the growth of more than a generation. His awards are expected to be the most popular.

In fact, Lin Chaoyang's works are not only accompanied by mainland readers.

According to statistics from Mingbao Publishing House, in Xiangjiang alone, Lin Chaoyang's works sold as much as 9.4 million copies.

In this port city with a population of more than 6 million, there are 1.5 books by Lin Chaoyang per capita.

Of course, Xiangjiang has an incomprehensible relationship with Lin Chaoyang, and such per capita sales are of course of certain special.

However, Lin Chaoyang's works on Wandao exceeded 10 million copies five years ago; in Japan, Lin Chaoyang only had one "Chess Saint"

The sales volume is close to 5 million copies; in the United States, his works are highly praised by the intellectual class; in Southeast Asia, Europe...

Perhaps, Lin Chaoyang's works are not like those popular popular literary works that can sell hundreds of millions of copies with just one work.
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