October 2, 2014, the first Thursday of October. Swedish time was 18:00, or 2:00 am HG time, one hour after the Nobel Prize for Literature was announced.

"Boss, stop turning, your swivel chair is almost a carousel."

Looking at Sun Chengfeng, who was sitting in a serious expression and was constantly spinning in circles on the swivel chair, Cao Cheng was really dizzy. If you rotate and jump, I might have to close my eyes.

"Don't talk, I'm thinking about my chances of winning."

Hearing Sun Chengfeng's words, Cao Cheng and Kashiba Jingyan both sighed. Do you read fewer analysis posts every day? The results are almost announced. Can you calm down? But as an SSW employee with high emotional intelligence, you cannot say such truths. But at this moment, Woods, who was still paying attention to work on the computer, gave the two a righteous back stab.

"What's the point of thinking about this? The boss must be sure to win. The result of the announcement is just a formality. I don't understand what to worry about."

Looking at Woods's face as if he were natural, Cao Cheng cast a puzzled look at Kayaba Jinghiko:

This guy really thinks so, aren't he bragging without thinking?

And Akihiko Kayaba answered with a look:

According to his number one Feng Chuan attribute, it should be the heartfelt words.

After a brief eye contact, the two of them sighed at the same time. The road to SSW's employees is long and difficult.

"Hey, what's wrong with you two? Why do you always sigh? It's so unlucky, hurry up and bah bah bah bah."

At this time, Sun Chengfeng's office was only SSW's three troikas. He deliberately did not let Girls' Generation and RedVelvet wait for the result with him. First, because his anxiety has reached its peak now, afraid of affecting the children's mood; second, because he did not want the children to see his disappointed expression after the result was not satisfactory.

But what happened to these three veterans who conquer the world? Sighing, I haven’t asked you to release your anxiety yet, you are still here to make things difficult for me?

"Boss, let's open the picture first. The four of us are only more nervous when we are staring at each other."

Hearing this, Sun Chengfeng nodded.

"Mark, project the scene from the Swedish scene."

As soon as the words finished, a mechanical voice without emotion sounded:

"Okay, sir."

Then, a clear picture appeared in front of everyone through projection. To be ashamed, the artificial intelligence and projection technology in Sun Chengfeng's office, in addition to enhancing the sense of technology in the room, is the greatest use of Sun Chengfeng to help Sun Chengfeng play TV series, variety shows and movies on demand. This is the first time today to use the real thing.

Tick, ticking, there was obviously no clock in the office, but there was a sound of countdown clearly in Sun Chengfeng's ears.

Finally, on the picture, the permanent secretary of the Swedish Academy of Literature appeared in front of everyone with an envelope.

Sun Chengfeng felt as if a string was tightly stretched inside his heart, and he could even hear the sound of his Adam's apple rolling. I don't know how long it took, but the Secretary-General spoke:

"The 2014 Nobel Prize in Literature will be awarded to Sun Chengfeng. He is proficient in narrative art and is prominently reflected in his recent book "The Old Man and the Sea"; he has a profound influence on contemporary literary style.

In his works, not only does it illuminate the various problems of human conscience in our era with a clear and eager eye, but it also awakens the memory of the most difficult human destiny and reveals the occupation of human life."

The dust settled, Sun Chengfeng closed his eyes and fell on the recliner, with a faint smile on his face. The "thaw hut" crosstalk group sitting on the sofa shouted and jumped happily the moment he heard the name.

Woods, who was working at the computer calmly just now, threw away the computer and took out several fireworks from somewhere. The loud noise and colorful sequins flying all over the sky made Cao Cheng and Kaba Jinghiko stunned.

Silently away from Woods, who was making an unknown roar in his mouth, and the two of them showed admiration. Your hand was as quiet as a virgin and moving as a rabbit. No wonder you sat firmly in the position of the No. 1 Fengbiao.

"Okay, let's calm down first, I'll call."

Although Sun Chengfeng, who finally recovered, was very satisfied with Woods' support, he had something more important at the moment. At this time, he wanted to share this joy with important people. So he called the familiar number.

"Hey? Have you done it?"

"Well, Oppa, what's wrong?"

When Sun Chengfeng heard Wendy pretending to be normal, he could still hear a hint of nervous voice. His sister probably hadn't received the news yet, so she was afraid of increasing psychological pressure to herself, so she said this? Thinking of this, Sun Chengfeng thought of teasing her sister.

"It's over, your itinerary may be a few days away to accompany your brother out."

"Well, of course, as long as Oppa is in a good mood, I have time at any time."

Wendy thought Sun Chengfeng was defeated and wanted to go out for a trip with her. At this time, she had already started to sort out her itinerary in her heart. Unexpectedly, Sun Chengfeng changed his tone:

"Then we have to make a free trip after December 6, and we have to participate in Nobel Week together."

"Okay, hey? Nobel Week? Oppa, have you won the award?"

Wendy's sudden high notes scared Sun Chengfeng. This superior voice is worthy of being the lead singer.

"Well, do you like the debut gift?"

After Sun Chengfeng finished speaking, he heard screams coming from the other end of the phone. Well, this voice is Pei Zhuhyun. Sun Chengfeng has heard the original version in "RBB"; this unique voice is Jessica, which is very recognizable; there is no need to mention Taeyeon's high notes; this European and American smoky voice should be in Pani, the United States at this time. It seems that she and Hyoyeon are video-connecting.

"Sun Chengfeng, this time we are not allowed to invite us to have a meal. We are waiting for your news at 2 a.m., even Tiffany and Hyoyeon are on video. You can do this friendship."

Even if he doesn't listen to the sound, this tone will make Sun Chengfeng sure that Lin Yuner is opposite the phone.

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want, it's okay for me to air transport it to you."

Sun Chengfeng is in a good mood now. Even if Lin Yuner wants to go to heaven, Sun Chengfeng will probably agree, let alone have a meal.

"Then boss, please deal with your affairs first, and we'll have it first."

Seeing that after hearing this, Xu Xian quickly stood up to sort out the situation. The Sima family girl group's boom and the traditional Chinese traditional food in the ancestral arts of SSW are about to become SSW's ancestral skills.

"See you tomorrow."
Chapter completed!