I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 466
On November 11th, the sun was shining and the sky was clear. It was a good day.

The 26th US Science Fiction and Fantasy Nebula Awards will be presented today. Hundreds of sci-fi writers from all over the world gathered together, and reporters from major media are already waiting outside the venue.

The Nebula Award, which is also known as a double award along with the Hugo Award, has attracted a lot of attention from the literary world, as well as the attention of thousands of netizens on Weibo.

Netizens are looking forward to it like never before, and everyone knows about the Nebula Award. They are all waiting for the result, whether Chuhe can win the Nebula Award.

"I'm studying abroad at the University of Spokane in Washington State, but unfortunately I can't enter the astronomy museum now. I should be able to hear the sound of the awards when I get closer. Everyone follow me, and I will update the news at any time!" A big V started a live broadcast, attracting millions of followers.

There is no way, now everyone is thousands of miles away from the Chu River, and the time difference is different. It is already night in China at this moment, so we only set off from the Chu River.

Bloggers who can update their news at any time have become the base camp of netizens, and netizens are urging them one after another.

"When will the awards be presented? Have you seen Chuhe?"

"Damn it, wait for me to die, can you climb into the planetarium through the ventilation duct!"

"Bloggers, be careful not to violate the law, so as not to be caught."

"Shoot Chu River ah ah ah ah!"

There was endless noise on Weibo, and a large number of fans stayed awake, waiting for the big V to update.

Tonight, I will never sleep without hearing that Chuhe won the Nebula Award!
Spokane University, Chuhe was dressed in a decent suit, with a Rolex watch on his wrist, and his hair was combed meticulously, looking like an elite of the upper class—before departure, Liu Zhiqing helped him for more than an hour, but he was exhausted up.

Beside, Yuan Huaying and Liu Qiang attended the ceremony as guests.

"Chuhe, don't be nervous later, you are the youngest one, and you must have received the most attention, so don't panic!" Liu Qiang comforted, his own legs were shaking.

Chu He laughed: "Editor, you'd better hug the president tightly."

Yuan Huaying rolled his dead eyes at Liu Qiang: "It's not you who is dead to give a speech, why are you shaking?"

"I don't call it shaking, I call it excitement!"

Talking all the way, finally approached the planetarium.

There are many reporters taking pictures here, and Chuhe also saw domestic reporters, so he stopped and waved.

After that, a group of three people entered the astronomy hall and sat down in a specific position.

The planetarium is not very big, but it has a sense of technology. Hundreds of people sitting here are like sitting in a spaceship.

There was a bit of noise in the planetarium. Before the ceremony started, many people were chatting and some were debating some scientific issues.

Chu He sat calmly, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

But at this time, Weibo was boiling again, because the big V took a photo of Chuhe, and Chuhe had already entered the astronomy museum, which made the netizens very excited.

"As expected of my husband, so handsome!"

"There are all elderly scholars around him, only Chu He is in his twenties."

"I'm a little nervous, Chuhe must be under a lot of pressure!"

Netizens are even more anxious, but they can't know what's going on in the planetarium, so they can only wait.

Chuhe also waited for a long time, and the award ceremony officially began.

The awards ceremony was quite simple. First, the president of the Science Fiction Association said a few words, and then the awards were presented.

There are many awards, in addition to the work award and the "Master Award", which is specially awarded to great writers who have made contributions to science fiction literature.

There will be applause for each award, from the nomination award to the short story award, to the short and medium story award, and to the novel award.

A dozen or so people had already come up to the stage to accept the award, and then said a few words of thanks before sitting down and giving the stage to the next recipient.

Liu Qiang beside the Chu River is already sweating, because it will be his turn for the novel award soon.

His legs kept shaking, for fear that Chuhe would lose the election.

This time, "Science Fiction World" has no inside information, so it doesn't know who will win the novel award.

Yuan Huaying seemed calm, but she was actually a little flustered. After all, the Chinese had never won the Nebula Award, and the nomination was already the highest honor. Can Chuhe break the record?

Finally, it was the turn of the novel award.

The host smiled mysteriously and began to introduce: "In the second half of this year, we noticed that an Asian sci-fi work was published, and it was jointly recommended by hundreds of members of the Science Fiction Association..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Chuhe, and there was no doubt that it was Chuhe.

The award ceremony will not be up first and then down. If the host said so, it must be Chuhe.

Sure enough, after the host talked for a while, he expressed his high appreciation for the work, and then announced.

"Winner of the 26th Science Fiction and Fantasy Nebula Award for Novel: Chu He!"

"Work: "Poetry and the Sea I"!"

After a clatter, the audience applauded thunderously, and science fiction writers from all over the world congratulated together.

And the reporters on the sidelines also vaguely heard something, and hurriedly informed their superiors that they were about to write a manuscript.

On Weibo, the big V also released the latest news: "I seem to have heard Chuhe's name, but unfortunately the sound insulation effect is too good to be 100% sure."

Netizens exploded and became furious.

"What the hell did you hear? Is it Chuhe!"

"What award did Chuhe win? Nominated or something else? Listen carefully!"

"Damn it, I've been waiting for you for an hour, and I don't care anymore. You can't be sure?"

"Don't be impatient, everyone. It's not easy for a blogger. He must not be near the planetarium. Be careful abroad."

Everyone is too anxious, and the official news will definitely have to wait for a while.

In the University of Spokane Planetarium, Chu He has already received the award on stage, and it is rare to be excited.

There are also many reporters in the planetarium. These reporters are all reporters from big media. They only come in upon invitation. At this moment, the cameras are all focused on Chuhe.

Chuhe thanked him briefly, and told him how he felt, and it only took a minute.

This is the usual practice, every winner said, but because Chuhe is so young, he was born out of nowhere, so he has attracted wide attention.

Not to mention the domestic media, even the European and American media are staring at him, and he is the focus of attention at the moment.

After receiving the award, Chuhe stepped down, but many people still looked at him.

And the award ceremony continued, and the "Master Award" began to be awarded. Finally, after all the awards were awarded, one or two people were invited to give speeches on stage.

As an Asian writer, Chuhe has become a key caretaker. He was invited to give a speech and talk about his thoughts on science fiction literature and the development of science fiction in the future.

The camera focused on Chuhe again.

According to the arrangement, Chuhe gave a speech in Chinese. He was not false at all, and he spoke eloquently, and many points of view were eye-catching—after all, it was a speech written by the system.

Applause rang out from time to time, and many writers in the planetarium appreciated Chuhe.

Finally, after the speech was over, Chu He bent down to express his thanks, and sat back in his seat again.

At this time, Weibo is still buzzing, because the Nebula Awards Ceremony has not yet ended, and the official has not yet given an accurate result.

"I'll trick you monkey, it's eleven o'clock, will Chuhe win the prize or not?"

"I've been waiting for three hours and haven't even eaten dinner. Can you tell me if Chuhe won the Xingyun Award?"

"Everyone wait for me, I'm starting to sunday the earth, when I suntravel the earth and arrive in the United States, I will tell you the result as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)