"The secretary-general of the Nobel Prize actually proposed that I be the winner of this year's literature prize. I'm afraid there is something tricky here."

In the current environment like Shui Lanxing, it is totally untenable for an internet writer to win a Nobel Prize through internet novels.

It is impossible for a cool article like Dou Po to win such an important award.

Literary, artistic, and Doupa are all untouched!

But the proposal belongs to the proposal, I am afraid that is the only way to say it.

……

General Secretary Thomas is on the phone with a senior official of the US National Security Agency.

"Mr. Thomas, you seem to be using too much force!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little unhappy: "The Nobel Prize is sacred. If an online novel writer wins the literary prize, the authority of the Nobel Prize will plummet!"

"Oh, dear Mr. Whedon, I was just making a harmless joke with them." Thomas chuckled, although he said that he himself prefers Huaguo's online novels.

But if an internet writer were to win an award, he himself would not be able to accept it.

"This joke is not funny, you are ruining the Nobel Prize." Vuitton snorted coldly.

The United States is an important judge for the Nobel Prize, a worldwide award. How could they be willing to destroy such an award.

"I'm showing my goodwill to Mr. Chen Dongfeng, sending him a signal of goodwill." Thomas chuckled.

"I don't care what method you use, as long as you can get Chen Dongfeng out of the gate of Huaguo, you will have made a great contribution."

As long as Chen Dongfeng walks out of the gate of Huaguo, they are sure that Chen Dongfeng will never return to Huaguo again.

Wei Deng sent someone to try to contact Chen Dongfeng, but he was taken away by the security personnel guarding Chen Dongfeng before he got within 20 meters of Chen Dongfeng.

Afterwards, Thomas, the Secretary-General of the Nobel Prize, expressed his admiration for Chen Dongfeng in public, saying that he is the most talented person in the past millennium, and sincerely invited Chen Dongfeng to come to Sweden as a guest.

It took him 10 minutes to express his admiration for Chen Dongfeng, which was like a torrential river, like the Yellow River flooding, out of control.

It's just that Chen Dongfeng's father, come to Sweden to see his son.

Thomas can be regarded as a character, and most people will give him face when he invites others with such kindness.

"Thank you for the invitation. I'm busy building the high-speed rail, so I took the time." Chen Dongfeng responded calmly.

He doesn't care who the other party is the general secretary of the Nobel Prize, he will never go abroad in the near future.

Chen Dongfeng knew that as long as he went abroad, he might be put under house arrest.

Even in China, he couldn't guarantee his absolute safety.

Too many people wanted his life.

During this period of time, Chen Dongfeng explained the profound things in a simple way, and rarely showed his face in front of the public.

Today the sky is bright and clear, and the wind is smooth.

Chen Dongfeng galloped across the prairie on a maroon horse king.

"How lonely is Wudi, how empty is Wudi..."

Just when I was riding happily, the phone rang.

Papa, a slap on the horse's buttocks, the maroon horse king immediately understood, and slowed down Rufeng's pace.

As soon as Chen Dongfeng thought about it, he automatically connected to the mobile phone.

"Dongfeng, how many points did you get?" Shi Jianjia's voice came over.

Oh, today is June 6th, and the results of the college entrance examination are finally out.

He even forgot that he was a child who hadn't had a long college entrance examination.

I hanged myself like this at such a young age, and I will still have it in the future.

Isn't that going to heaven?

He looked up at the blue sky, and it seemed that there was no difficulty in getting up in the sky.

As soon as his mental power moved, he walked towards the sky step by step, just walking casually in the void.

There is no need for the superb footwork like stepping on the left foot with the right foot, and it is so easy to go to heaven.

The maroon horse king's eyes widened, and he neighed at Chang Tian: Dad is awesome, Dad is mighty, Dad takes me!

I knew that Chen Dongfeng's father was not a mortal!
The security guards guarding Chen Dongfeng's eyes widened even more, even Zhao Wuji, the king of soldiers, was no exception.

He is a master who can defeat a hundred with one, but he has never heard of a peerless person who can control the wind with his vanity
There is really someone in this world who can fly without the aid of foreign objects!

Some people feel that the three views have been broken.

Hissing, the sound of gasping for air rang out one after another.

"I haven't read it yet, I'll check it out."

Soon he found his score.

"As I expected, full marks."

No accidents are full marks.

When writing a Chinese composition, in order to avoid any accidents, he also specially showed off his brushwork, using all the skills of the soul of the book.

"The grades in our class are all very good. All the students should be admitted to the top 985 schools. Except for the 6 students who were recommended to Mizuki and Peking University, there are probably double-digit students who can be admitted to the two top schools."

Chen Dongfeng was not surprised. Their class was originally an experimental class, and there were no students with poor grades.

Before the college entrance examination, he also specially sang a song for his classmates, so that they were in a state of fighting spirit, and it was normal to perform supernormally.

"Hey, it's a pity that Teacher Wang is gone." Shi Jianjia sighed.

If Mr. Wang knew that the students had achieved such results, he would be very happy.

Chen Dongfeng was silent, and chuckled lightly: "Mr. Wang knows that we have achieved such good results, and will bless us in heaven."

The dead are gone, there is no need to be too sad, people, after all, have to look forward.

Hanging up the phone, looking at the blue sky, he was lying on a white cloud, drifting with the wind.

At this moment, a burst of singing floated down from the clouds.

"Even if everything is magnanimous and tolerant, the hurt never stops, even if everything is gentle and patient, the sadness never decreases."

Listening to Chen Dongfeng's father's singing, the maroon horse king raised his front legs excitedly.

Well, I heard Dad singing again!

A pair of ruby-like eyes looked a little more agile.

"You are kind, but there are too many people who want to see you make a fool of yourself. You are not feeling well, but you want to be moved by other people's stories."

Chen Dongfeng was completely immersed in the world of singing at this moment, and he didn't notice that his spiritual power was slowly increasing in the singing.

"Moon and moon, don't sleep. The confused person is already drunk, and the person who misses him is gone. Life is just a pile of thoughts."

"Moon Moon Moon, don't sleep. After going through this difficult time, it's nothing more than that when I think about it. I will never drink hypocritical wine again."

Soldier King Zhao Wuji was immersed in the singing, but soon he broke away from the world of singing, beads of sweat gushed out from his forehead, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

There's something wrong with this song!

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