Qu Ling was also so angry that she took out her cell phone and called Ding Peng directly.

Ding Peng glanced at his cell phone, stopped the work, picked it up and connected it.

"Mr. Qu?"

Who knew that he had just called Mr. Qu, but a roar came from the opposite side: "Don't call me Mr. Qu! Ding Peng, do you know what you are doing?! That is the Nobel Prize in Literature, which is the peak that all literati want to climb. Now you have climbed up, but you have not been on it for a second and slipped down again. Do you know that you are declaring war on literati all over the world when doing this?!"

“Uh~~~”

Ding Peng moved his phone away from his ears. When Qu Ling finished roaring, Ding Peng... Ding Peng hung up the phone directly.

MMP, it’s not your turn to do whatever I want to do!

Qu Ling was about to vomit blood completely. He wanted to hear Ding Peng say why he did this, but he didn't explain it. He just finished yelling here and hung up the phone directly.

"I'm so angry, so angry! How could there be such a weird person in the world?! Could it be that God created a person when he was drinking and scattered?!"

Qu Ling was indeed confused, and even the situation of God drinking and breaking apart jumped out of his mind.

The Chinese Writers Association was completely in a mess.

But many people from the outside world don’t know the situation yet.

Roll ten records.

Cheng Guanjie and his group felt it was a little dark.

There was no way, they were all confused after they learned the news.

That's the Nobel Prize in Literature. Now it's been won by a music lyricist. Brother, can it be more weird?

"There are strange things every year, and this year there are a lot of them." Wen Yu shook her head and said with laughter and cry.

Lu Yuan’s agent Zheng Peiling also didn’t know what to say. Of course she knew that the novel “The Old Man and the Sea” was very good and had far-reaching significance, but she did not associate the book with the Nobel Prize in Literature.

In her opinion, such a thing is simply impossible. After all, no one in China has ever won the Nobel Prize. I just heard that this book won the Contradictory Literature Award a while ago. Perhaps that was its highest moment.

But now this book has won the award again, and it is a Nobel Prize. Is this a joke?

"Mr. Ding...ah~ He is really a writer who has been delayed by music."

In the end, Zheng Peiling can only summarize this.

Lu Yuan laughed. He was still very happy that Ding Peng won the Nobel Prize, because in his heart, Ding Peng has always been an idol. The more Ding Peng is, the happier he is.

"Sister Peiling, it is also possible that Mr. Ding is a musician who has been delayed by literature."

Zheng Peiling was stunned. When she remembered that Ding Peng's songs on the Global Supreme Classic Songs Rankings were all on the list, she had to nod.

That’s right, Ding Peng’s achievements in music are also jealous, and he is almost winning the Grammy Award.

Liu Caier smiled with a pursed lips and said, "Don't forget that Mr. Ding is still a fashion designer. Can't we say that Mr. Ding is a fashion designer who has been delayed by literature and music?"

Zhao Chuanren said: "If you say that, then I have something to say. I think Mr. Ding is a chef who has been delayed by literature, music and costume design."

Another singer couldn't help laughing and said, "So should I say that Mr. Ding is a miracle doctor who has been delayed by literature, music and costume design?"

Cheng Guanjie also smiled and said, "Actually you don't know that Mr. Ding has another unique skill."

Zheng Peiling and his group asked almost at the same time: "What's the unique skill?"

Cheng Guanjie smiled mysteriously and said, "Breeding Expert."

Everyone: "..."

"Mr. Cheng, no, right? I've never heard of Mr. Ding knows how to breed."

"Damn it, Mr. Ding is omnipresent. He is also present in such an unpopular industry?"

"Hey~ Mr. Cheng said this and I really remember one thing. I remember that I accidentally watched a award ceremony in the breeding industry last year. It seemed to be the Golden Dragon Award. This award was said to be the highest award in the breeding industry in China. It was taken away by a young man named Ma Qingbo. It seemed to be the youngest winner of the Golden Dragon Award in China. I remember that when I was talking about the award, Ma Qingbo seemed to be repeatedly raising Mr. Ding's name, and said that in addition to some of the furs learned in school, most of his abilities were taught to him by Mr. Ding. In his mind, Mr. Ding is the god of the breeding industry!"

"Ah? Peng Keyong, is it true? Is it so evil?"

Peng Keyong said seriously: "Really, now, I think back, that's what the winner named Ma Qingbo said, but we had little contact with Mr. Ding at that time, and he was not as crazy as he is now, so I didn't care too much. Now, when Mr. Cheng said, I remembered it all."

While they were talking, Wen Yu had already searched Ma Qingbo, a breeding expert on his mobile phone. When he saw Ma Qingbo's introduction information, Wen Yu's mouth began to thrust violently.

"Ayong is right, you can see the news yourself."

Wen Yu handed the phone to Zheng Peiling next to him.

After Zheng Peiling took over and saw Ma Qingbo’s introduction, her face shook a little.

"The youngest winner of the Golden Dragon Award in the history of the Chinese aquaculture industry and the youngest national expert in the Chinese aquaculture industry. After graduation, he worked at the Dongling Animal Husbandry Bureau. After that, he followed Ding Peng to learn animal husbandry knowledge and rose rapidly, becoming the youngest and most dazzling new star in the Chinese aquaculture industry..."

Zheng Peiling read while reading, but when she heard the message she read, Lu Yuan and his group were completely drunk.

"It's true?"

"Mr. Ding...how many surprises do you have to give us?"

"No, no, my mind is buzzing now. Mr. Ding is so cumbersome."

Everyone felt the sky was rolling.

Seed culture.

After seeing this news, Zhu Beibei was amused and laughed. She thought to herself that the man she saw was so outstanding? Even the Nobel Prize in Literature was won, but unfortunately, it could not belong to him.

I don’t know if he gave him such a obvious reminder that night, he would leave some room for himself in his heart, right? I felt that he didn’t seem to refuse, and he seemed to be enjoying it very much.

As he thought about it, Zhu Beibei's face turned red and he felt a little hot.

Architectural Industry: "Damn, Mr. Ding won this year's Nobel Prize in Literature? It's awesome. I feel that the novel "The Old Man and the Sea" has the qualifications to win the Nobel Prize."

Business: "This... My admiration for Mr. Ding is like a surging river, or a river flooding and uncontrollable!"

Medical circle: "What? He won the Nobel Prize in Literature again? Damn, what exactly is he going to do?"

Clothing world: "Ding Ding Ding...kneels!"

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Chapter completed!