Male god dominates the world [Quick Transmigration]

The spotlight passed over the authors of the four candidate works one by one, and their figures lit up on the big screen.Zhong Louyu sank deeply into the back of the chair. He smiled lightly, with a bewitching charm in the corners of his eyes. As soon as Fang appeared on the screen, the whole audience couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

This man really has an indescribable feeling. Looking at that face carefully, it is clear that he is only handsome, but with his temperament, he is unparalleled in the world.

The award presenter opened the envelope with the final award-winning works. Just like all the awards were announced before, he raised his head, followed the spotlight, and looked at all the candidates.

"The winner of the best work of the year award is..."

The guest's gaze stayed on Zhong Louyu for a while longer, and then he retracted it again.

"Across the Six Realms!"

Whoa!

The whole venue is boiling!

"Across the Six Realms"!What is "Across the Six Realms"!

Leaving aside the fact that the award for the best work of the annual event has been almost dominated by traditional literature over the years, let’s just say that "Six Realms", this is the work that just won the award for the best work of comprehension of the year. According to the usual practice, one of the awards should not be Way to give other works?

It has been many years since the same work won two heavyweight awards.

The guest's words hadn't stopped, he put down the envelope, and began to routinely state the reason for the award of "Across the Six Worlds".

"To be honest, before this conference, I didn't expect that this book would be the best work of the year. After all, compared with some works that were also shortlisted, online novels are slightly inferior in depth of thought."

"For a long time, online novels have been called fast food literature. The writers write like fast food, and the readers read like fast food. Under such a market, the overall development of online literature is a little impetuous, but it is also a characteristic of this emerging literature. "

"I always thought so until I saw "Across the Six Worlds."

The award-presenting guest seemed to be reminiscing about something, and said with satisfaction, he stated his views on "Across the Six Worlds".

"The author has built a complete world with extraordinary imagination. In this world, there are not only the protagonist's monster-killing upgrades, but also everything he describes that makes this fictional world extremely real. You can read foreign lands in this world. Amorous feelings, able to see all kinds of social conditions, able to go beyond those sharp satires on reality..."

"I and the entire organizing committee can't think of any reason why "Across the World" is not the best work of the year!"

The spotlight was on Zhong Louyu's body, he stood up, the bright red corners of his eyes became more and more gorgeous under the bright light, his skin was as white and moist as warm jade, and his whole body was so flawless.

Step by step, he walked up to the high stage and walked to the center of the spotlight. When the award presenter walked over with a smile on his face and solemnly placed the trophy representing the best work of the year in his hands, Zhong Louyu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

"Across the Six Worlds" is Yu Qi's work, but it is also his work.This world is so real, precisely because he is a real world, the world where Zhong Louyu was born and powerful. The world is also special in his heart.

Write it out, show it to everyone, and then countless people will be obsessed with this world.

It's an indescribable feeling.

In the huge venue, everyone raised their heads, their gazes focused on Zhong Louyu's face, the stage was so gorgeous, standing here, it was as if the world was watching, no one could resist the power.

Zhong Louyu raised his head slightly, like a general returning from victory, calm and proud, accepting everyone's applause for the winner.

"Why not me!" But there are always people who are not paying attention to this. When the final award was announced, Yang Yue almost jumped up from his seat. After all, he still knew where it was, so he decided not to jump up directly. .

The faces of the publishers were also not good. They didn't have a deep connection with Internet literature. This time, it was because of Yang Yue's repeated requests that they tried their best to promote "The Voice of Calling" all the way to the grand event. It is naturally good to win an award. Only one candidate title can be sold for some price, at least it is possible to get back the original, but if there is not even one candidate title, then the loss outweighs the gain.

In other words, publishing houses are also businessmen, and businessmen are naturally profit-seeking.

Yang Yue gritted his teeth and looked at the man on the high stage, the more dazzling that man looked, the more jealous the fire in his heart burned, wishing he could directly drag the people off the stage and arrange himself on it.

"It's definitely a mistake in their work! Absolutely!" Yang Yue shouted, "Before the conference, "The Voice of Shouting" was still being promoted as a candidate work, and now it's not even showing its face. It's definitely a mistake!" Perhaps it wasn't a mistake , it was the praying man who was afraid of his achievements, and made trouble from it!

Although the publisher had doubts about this, "The Voice of Shouting" was indeed on the shortlist for the best work of the year. The person in charge simply stood up and said without waiting for the event to end, "Come on, let's go backstage and ask!"

Just as Yang Yue had this intention, he ignored everything and quickly stood up and walked towards the backstage.

At this time, the annual event has come to the final stage, the most important work of the year has been awarded, and the staff in the backstage are much more relaxed. Seeing someone walking in aggressively, they immediately greeted them and asked, "Excuse me, what's the matter? "

"I want to find the person in charge of the grand event!" Yang Yue said loudly, afraid that others would not hear his grievances, "I am Yang Yue, the author of "The Voice of Shouting"! Why didn't my work appear on the On the shortlist!"

Hearing his words, there was a strange twist on the face of the person who greeted him. The originally smiling face suddenly changed into a contemptuous and contemptuous expression, and his tone became more perfunctory: "If you don't show up, then you will be withdrawn."

"What kind of tone are you talking about!" Yang Yue was furious.

"Naturally, it's the tone for plagiarists!" At this moment, a voice sounded from behind him, and Yang Yue looked back, and it was Zhong Louyu who walked into the backstage holding the trophy.

He came to engrave the trophy.

"Arbitrarily framing your competitors for plagiarism, is this your quality?" Yang Yue instinctively felt guilty, but on the other hand, thinking that no one knew about him being a world-defying emperor, he became more confident.

"Framed?" Zhong Louyu tilted his head, staring at the man in front of him, as if he heard some joke, he laughed outright, "Interesting, Emperor Against the World, the matter of your plagiarism, among the people present today, More than half of them should know about it."

"You...what do you mean..."

How could Yang Yue have thought that his identity would be broken so easily. Discrimination against plagiarists in this circle has always been very serious. As long as he commits plagiarism once, he will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Looking around, the person in charge of the publishing house turned blue, but this time he came to Yang Yue.

No one wants to be associated with plagiarists.

"Even if I am the Emperor Against the World, "The Immortal Demon Lord" is a plagiarized work, but "The Voice of Shouting" is not!" Yang Yue shouted twistedly, "I know! It must be the general you are afraid of, Colluding with others to get me down!"

"Who gave you the confidence that you will definitely win the award?" Another old voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was Uncle Yu who came in and stood beside Zhong Louyu, "Like A despicable person like you can't even get in as a candidate."

Yang Yue knew this person, a master in the traditional literature circle, and also has appeal in online literature. The publisher wanted to take him to meet him before, but unfortunately he was rejected due to lack of time.

But looking at the current scene, it turns out that he hooked up with the prayer!

"Ha! You are the crooked person!" Yang Yue's voice was sharp, "Prayer! Don't think you are something! If you didn't use tricks to get "The Voice of Shouting" down, I should have won the award." people!"

Zhong Louyu handed the trophy to the staff on the side, Shi Shiran turned to look at Yang Yue: "What gave you the courage to dare to say this?"

"Courage? Bah!" Yang Yue spat hard, but his heart became more and more panicked, "I am strength!"

"To be honest, "The Voice of Shouting" is indeed an excellent novel that can compete for the best work of the year." Zhong Louyu nodded, and said, "But this honor should be given to his original author, not to the original author." Not you plagiarism!"

"What did you say!" Shame or guilt rushed to the top of his head, Yang Yue rushed straight up, and was about to hit this person with his fists, "You should restrain your mouth a bit! "The Voice of Shouting" is not plagiarism." work!"

Zhong Louyu was not afraid of his threat of force, but he turned his side slightly, and with a movement of his hands and feet, Yang Yue felt the irresistible gravity on his body, and he was thrown backwards, hitting the ground.

Pain hit his whole body, but Yang Yue was overjoyed: "You hit someone! You hit someone!!"

Zhong Louyu walked over slowly, and in front of many onlookers, bent down and grabbed Yang Yue's collar, and said clearly, "Why can't I hit you? The author who stole the work hit you!"

"You said I stole other people's works? Okay! Where's the palette! Where's the evidence!" Yang Yue shrank his head. The face of the praying man was clearly expressionless, but he was terrified.

"Evidence?" Zhong Louyu chuckled, "You really think that no one knows what you did?"

Yang Yue was dazzled by his smile, and suddenly saw a few flickering light spots in a trance, his mind was tense, and his mind instantly woke up. Looking back over Zhong Louyu's body, he discovered that There were a few people with cameras.

"What is that!" A kind of conjecture made his whole body tremble.

Zhong Louyu straightened up, glanced back slightly, and then turned around and said, "It's the reporter who came to interview me."

"Are you plotting against me!?" Yang Yue was startled and furious!

"This is a common practice. The award-winning author of the best work will accept this kind of behind-the-scenes interview every time. This is not me plotting against you."

Yes, it is indeed a common practice, but only this time, at the request of Zhong Louyu, it was broadcast live directly to major websites and TV stations, that is to say, this scene was watched by at least tens of thousands of people!

"By the way, I haven't introduced anyone to you yet." Zhong Louyu made an inviting gesture to a group of onlookers. Immediately afterwards, a delicate woman came out and stood in front of the two of them. It's Miss Jolie, a writer of traditional literature."

"You should have heard of her latest work."

"That's The Voice That Shouts."