"Muzi, you have been nominated for the Nobel Prize!"

Awu's voice was so loud that the room was so big that all the literary masters present were completely stunned.

What did they hear?

Sumu actually won the Nobel Prize nomination?

Are you mistaken? How old is Sumu?

I looked at Sumu's age and then at myself.

Well, I'm living to a dog at the age of age.

"that………"

Seeing the atmosphere in the venue becoming a little subtle, Su Mu felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

"This time I was actually a mistake. Actually, I am not interested in the Nobel Prize!"

After Su Mu's words fell, he immediately noticed a pile of murderous gazes staring at him.

When I looked up, I saw Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen and others blushing and staring at Su Mu fiercely.

If they could kill someone with their eyes, they would have cut Su Mu into pieces.

Listen, listen, is this still human words?

Countless domestic literary writers have struggled for something that has never hoped for in their lifetime.

Sumu can not only be picked up at will.

I even said, I wasn't interested!

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu….”

With rapid breathing, the few people behind him exclaimed and comforted.

"Old Wang, calm down, calm down."

"Old Wang, take a deep breath. Xiao Su is not a human being. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Yes, is this human word? Don't be excited and calm down."

“…………”

They cursed viciously, and Su Mu was helpless when he heard this.

If you persuade others, you don’t have to attack them personally.

If Su Mu can complain in his heart, he is actually helpless.

Everyone is from the age of uncle Sumu and grandfather.

That's it? Can Su Mu punch a monster?

"Hey, Muzi, are you listening again? By the way, the Hugo Award, Kafka Award, and Booker Award have all been sent to notify you."

"Ahem, I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first."

Su Mu listened to Awu talking about the prizes, and he became a little cold behind him and couldn't help but hang up.

When I turned around, I saw that everyone in the literary circles of the Writers Association was stunned.

After a long time, Mr. Chen smiled bitterly.

"Get it, the prize you deserve now. Xiao Su, you're so lucky."

When Lao Chen heard the names of the grand prizes, he felt helpless and relieved.

Unfortunately, because of Su Mu's talent, he is unwilling to be a master of literary circles.

It is gratifying that the person with such talent is Sumu, a Chinese.

"Xiao Su, we won't force you anymore, but you must get these awards for me."

Mr. Zhang also spoke, thinking that if Su Mu is lucky, he can win all these awards at one time.

I couldn't help but sigh.

This is the dream of many literary writers.

"I'm leaving, but you can't do it if you don't join the Writers Association. At least you have to be famous."

Mr. Wang was so angry that he no longer wanted to stay here, it was too damaging to people.

He struggled all his life and never entered the Nobel Prize.

This kid Sumu will win all the domestic and foreign awards in an instant.

The gap is so big.

Originally, Su Mu wanted to refuse when he heard that he wanted to join the Writers Association.

However, when I heard the name, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Just name it.

Just don't bother him.

"Everyone, go slowly."

Su Mu only breathed a sigh of relief after sending these people out along the way.

Looking at the literary giants who are all old men, Su Mu felt tired.

Fortunately, it was solved this time, otherwise there would be some trouble.

And just as Su Mu returned, several figures were taking pictures in the haystack opposite in the distance.

"I got it, sure enough, these people from the Writers Association came to find Sumu."

The keen paparazzi reporter smiled proudly for a moment. This is definitely big news.

The facts were not beyond the expectations of paparazzi reporters.

On the evening of that day, the Writers Association directly issued a notice.

Sumu will join the Writers Association as an honorary scholar.

The news alone did not seem surprising. What was surprising was that afterwards, the Writers Association directly celebrated Sumu's nomination for foreign awards and even released invitations to nominate major foreign awards.

Two consecutive messages directly shocked domestic netizens.

Major domestic netizens looked at the two notices, especially the names of the awards on the second one.

"Damn, so many awards, how many of them are there."

"Damn, there are more than twenty prizes, Sumu is about to explode."

"Mom, I have never received so many awards in my life."

"I'm crying, Sumu is so enviable."

"The number one person in the domestic literary world is Sumu."

"Yes, this award is won, which one can compare to the domestic literary world."

“…………”

Countless netizens lamented that Sumu won more awards this time than many people have in their lifetime.

And this is not a small prize, there are nominations such as Nobel Prizes.

Envy, extremely envious!

In the future, the domestic literary world will also depend on Sumu!

Hey, wait, this is not right.

"Damn, didn't Sumu sing?"

I don’t know who roared angrily, and the next moment, the shocked netizens gradually became serious.

After a while, it exploded directly.

"I'm a damn, I just said why is it a bit strange? Isn't Sumu a top singer in China?"

"I'm so dizzy. Is Sumu a master in the literary world or a singer?"

"Damn, Sumu has made a career again, it's really awesome."

"Come on, Sumu broke another one across the business."

"Puff, after saying this upstairs, I remembered that Sumu had at least killed crosstalk."

"Hahaha, really, I'll say, Sumu is a crosstalk person."

“…………………”

Netizens were shocked and laughed, but suddenly discovered that Su Mu had already crossed several industries without realizing it.

He debuted as a singer, but later he was criticized by someone who told crosstalk and went directly to talk crosstalk.

A few crosstalks came down and fucked a group of crosstalk masters.
To be continued...