"This is a champion selected by readers, not a literary classic that we recognize, so there is no need to take it to heart." Lin Fei did not want the novel "Hiberian" to affect the mood of others. "Let's change the topic, change the topic. Let's talk about the Nobel Prize in Literature nomination. Do you know who sent the list to the Swedish Academy of Literature?"

"Who, don't be so mysterious, no one is outsider."

"Now, it should be just a nomination qualification. If nothing else, someone among us should have tried this, right?"

For these serious literary writers, it is actually not difficult to be recommended to go to the Nobel Prize for Literature. After all, there are many people who are qualified to recommend, and they don’t need to think of various ways like Lin Han.

Every year, professors from literature from top universities are qualified to recommend a writer to the Swedish Academy of Literature. They only need to attach their works and formal recommendation letters in Chinese and English. As for whether they can enter the candidate content for the last five people, it is unknown!

Even these people themselves don’t know if the literature professors in the university really recommend them. Except for the records in the Swedish Academy of Literature, there is no inquiry in other places.

When Li Fei saw that he mobilized everyone's emotions, he felt very proud. What he liked the most was this focus of attention. Even if everyone was with him, he wanted to be the leader. "Mo Yan naturally has the qualification to recommend him if he won the award. No one found out about it. However, the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles has already said that the Federation of Literary and Art Circles recommended Jia Pingwa this year."

"Old Jia? That's possible."

"If it were him, I guess there was nothing to say. Li Fei, did you do a nomination yourself?" Someone asked here. Even though he knew it was impossible, many people wanted to try their luck. What if the old men from the Swedish Academy really like this style!

Li Fei smiled and gave everyone a wink, "You need to say more, just try it. I don't know if the Nobel Prize will consider Chinese people in the near future."

Everyone laughed clearly. It was obvious that they admitted it, but there was nothing shameful. Which writer doesn’t want to try it?

"As far as I know, a lot of writers should have been recommended this year, including the great masters who have achieved great success and the new generation of writers who have emerged, such as Wang Anyi, Zhang Yihe, Fang Fang, Yan Lianke, Su Tong, Alai, Zhang Yueran and Zhang Yiyi. I guess there are more people who have quietly recommended them to you, and they have never expressed their opinions."

There was no news from Wanwan media that Li Ao was nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature, but it was finally confirmed that Li Ao was recommended to go to the Nobel Prize Committee, which was not a real nomination. But even so, it made Wanwan climax from top to bottom for a long time!

"No matter how much Lin Han and his fans are having a big fuss on the Internet, when it comes to the evaluation, we still have to look at ours. If he wants to win the award, he has to go to bed at night!" Li Fei couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, and finally found a little superiority. This is really not easy.

The others also cooperated and laughed. No one of them was sitting there thinking that Lin Han could make a breakthrough. He was originally a Chinese writer at a disadvantage. In addition, he wrote science fiction novels, making it even more difficult for the judges of the Swedish Academy of Literature!

But at this time, half of Lin Han's colleague, Dong Qiang, the director of the Bei** Language Department, was stunned. He wanted to speak but stopped, as if the group of people in front of him were too happy.

"Maybe I should tell you that Lin Han is very likely to have obtained the recommendation qualification, and the person who recommends him is very important."

The smile on Li Fei's face slowly stiffened. He frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on? How could he get the qualification to recommend him? Who is willing to recommend him?"

Only by knowing yourself and your opponent can you win every battle. Li Fei has learned about Lin Han’s social circle in detail before, and clearly knows that Lin Han doesn’t seem to have friends in this field, and no one in the science fiction circle can recommend it to him.

"Is it the person he met when he went to Davos to attend that forum, or Lin Han's powerful foreign publishing company to help build a bridge?"

Dong Qiang shook his head, "No, you should know if you say it. Do you know that Tsinghua University and Peking University have actually invited Lin Han to coach?"

This may not be known to outsiders at all, but it is not a secret to the group of people who teach at Peking University. There is no airtight wall in the world, so Dong Qiang knows it very clearly.

"Peking University and Tsinghua University are actually rushing to ask for him. Is that amazing?"

"More than that! Do you know that Yanjing Normal University has also sent invitations!"

"Hiss! Is it the Yanjing Normal School where Mo Yan is located?"

"Of course, he is very popular!" Dong Qiang didn't say anything. As one of the few translators in China, he is the translator of many works such as "Three-Body Problem" and "Inception", but Lin Han didn't know it.

Some novels are translated into English in Chinese, and then translated into other texts in English; some novels are translated directly into French or other languages, so that direct translation can reduce some misunderstandings caused by intermediate translations and retain as much of the original flavor of the work as possible.

To translate a work, you must naturally be familiar with it and understand it. Dong Qiang used to underestimate his young colleague, but now he has been conquered by the grand science fiction world.

Now that he heard Lin Fei and others' rude words, he hesitated to say these words to let them consider Lin Han's weight!

Chi Zijian thought while holding his chin and said, "To be honest, if you write science fiction, you will definitely be willing to listen to the students when you go to Tsinghua University to attend classes, and you can also ask for advice. But he went to your Peking University. Could it be that Peking University has any promises to him?"

Lin Fei is not stupid. He immediately understood Dong Qiang’s implication. Lin Han may be recommended, and he was recommended by Peking University, so the weight is naturally higher!

"Is this true?" Lin Fei was over 40 years old, but his anger remained unabashed. The psychological balance he had found was also broken. "He really doesn't deserve to be recommended to the Nobel Prize in Literature. This is simply a waste of a place!"

Although the people around him didn't like Lin Han, they didn't show so outstandingly. If Lin Fei said this, he would not waste the recommended quota for himself.

Dong Qiang is also a dark-hearted person. He saw that Lin Fei was furious at this time, but he added fire to it. "Anyway, what we said at Peking University, he may have several opportunities to recommend. I wonder if he will use it now. No matter how well he writes, he probably won't win the award because of his age. There are so many literary masters in his sixties or seventies queuing up in front of him."

Lin Fei really didn't know what to say. His sales volume was not as good as others, and his reputation was not as good as others. He tried his best to find a relationship and sent his works to Sweden, but Lin Han was so good that someone would come to his door when he sat at home!

Everyone’s surname is Lin, but why is the gap so big?

...

In Yanjing, Lin Han has modified the general content of "Haiberian". Now he is reading it repeatedly. Even if it is a simple word, he needs to think carefully.

The plot in general will not be modified, it will only make the article more reasonable and literary, and strive to have no loopholes!

Now it’s like building a wall and filling in the small potholes on it bit by bit. This is a process that requires patience. Reading the book hundreds of times will make sense of its meaning. Lin Han can always find some progress through repeated reading.

At this time, Chen Jiaxuan knocked on the door of his study, poked her head in and said, "Dear, Li Li called us in Venice. Do you have time now?"

"Of course there is time." Lin Han stood up from the computer chair. He waved to Chen Jiaxuan, and walked to his girlfriend. "Count the time, the Venice Film Festival should be about to close."

At this time, the sun shone westward from the window of the study room on the wooden floor, and a halo was shining. Chen Jiaxuan nodded and sat on the sofa in front of the bookshelf. She smiled and said, "She called to ask if you would like to go to Venice to attend tomorrow's closing ceremony. If you want to go, book your air ticket quickly!"

Lin Han couldn't help but widen his eyes. He had studied things in the film industry before, and now he naturally knows why the organizing committee greeted the film crew. Only those crews who had the hope of winning the award would be signaled to come back at the closing ceremony.

"Is it really what I thought?" He couldn't help but be excited. His first adaptation of the work might win a grand prize at the Venice Film Festival, just like the first time he won the Hugo Award!

The smile on Chen Jiaxuan's face couldn't be suppressed, "It's just that, I don't know what award I can win. By the way, whether you go to Venice or not, I'll ask someone to buy a ticket as soon as possible."

Although excited, Lin Han shook his head firmly: "I won't go to the closing ceremony. I will teach students at Peking University the day after tomorrow. Moreover, it's very tiring to be a spectator when flying for a long distance. It's better to watch videos or live videos upwards."

Lin Han felt that he was not a main member in the crew of "Martian Rescue", he was just fine if he had been to the world premiere, so he didn't have to go to the closing ceremony. Anyway, someone else won the award.

If his film works could be hinted back to the closing ceremony by the film festival organizing committee, Lin Han would have passed without saying a word. He is just the original author of this movie!

"Okay, then I'll reply to Li Li. Just watch the live broadcast at home." Chen Jiaxuan didn't want to be a foil for others. While editing text on WeChat, she continued to say: "By the way, Li Li also said that "Martian Rescue" has been sold in more than 80 countries around the world. At that time, it will try to concentrate on the release of the film at one time. Foreign distributors attach great importance to this movie!"

The biggest contribution of "Martian Rescue" at the Venice Film Festival was that it appeared in front of film distributors around the world. It was originally just a few larger film markets, but after going to Venice, the screening rights were sold very quickly.

Chen Jiaxuan hasn't finished speaking yet, "The copyright of your "I, Robot" movie has also been sold. It was jointly developed by our company and 20th Century Fox. It is expected to invest 100 million US dollars. We will invest 30 million US dollars, including the film copyright."

Now Galaxy Group’s development strategy is very obvious, that is, jointly develop and use the connections, experience and channels of large companies to help themselves grow, so they will never sell the copyrights of Lin Han’s science fiction novels separately.

...

One day later, Dingling's alarm clock woke Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan up. It was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was eight o'clock in the evening in Venice. The time difference made them unable to open their eyes.

Lin Han rubbed his eyes, and he turned on the wall light and let the dim light shine down. "How about you keep sleeping, I'll tell you the result."

Chen Jiaxuan originally planned to struggle, but after hearing Lin Han's words, she decisively wrapped herself up with a quilt and curled up to sleep!

Fearing to disturb her rest, Lin Han put on a long-sleeved dress and walked from the bedroom to the study. He turned on the computer to find the live broadcast address, and then started to read it carefully.

Now is the time when everything is quiet. From the study, I see that it is dark around me, and even the light of the street lights seems to be relatively weak. It takes a long time before a car passes by!

The Internet is also quiet, and it is easy to sleep in autumn. There are very few night owls, only a very small number are still active.

However, some true fans are still stubbornly running on the broadcast webpage to post barrage. They all want to witness the glory of "Martian Rescue"!

"I'm so sleepy that I haven't started awarding yet, I can't even understand Italian!"

"If it weren't for Lin Da, I would have gone to bed long ago. I haven't heard many movies here. I hope "Martian Rescue" will win the grand prize!"

"Ahhhh, why isn't it released in China? I've watched the trailer more than ten or twenty times!"

"Analysis of rationality, what awards can "Martian Rescue" win? I think every award can be competed for, except for the actress's best actor."

"666, who told Teacher Lin not to write a heroine out, but actually asked the hero to play a bachelor's role."

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, the first prize is out!"

Amidst the discussion, Sam Mendes, the chairman of the jury of the Venice Film Festival, stood on the stage. The Oscar-best director who has been "American Beauty", "The Road to Revolution", and "007: The Skybreak" brought eight other judges to the film festival to make a comprehensive summary.

Then, Lin Han's heart sucked, because the first one was awarded was the Best Script Award!

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