A Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing.
An old man with sparse hair, wearing a gray checkered shirt, paused for a mont at the new book display, then picked up a set of "Three-Body Civilization."
After paying.
He took a picture of the book in his hand.
Then he posted a ssage on Weibo: Old Yang never talks big, I’ve bought the book, and will post my review later!
This old man was Yang Xijin, who was in a completely different league from Wang Zhixin.
Wang Zhixin only took the "Shen Hei" route for a bit of traffic.
But Yang Xijin was different; he was an old liberal intellectual, a typical soft-knee, under the guise of thinking for the people and critiquing the dark sides of society, he would make statents that seed to protect the populace, yet were actually laden with personal agendas.
Soone like him couldn’t stand to see any good in the country.
If there was any breakthrough achievent, it was more painful for him than killing him.
So, Shen Qiushan winning the Nebula Award was a big blow to him; he desperately wanted to ruin Shen Qiushan.
That’s why, upon seeing Shen Qiushan’s performance video at a bar, he imdiately jumped out to denounce him.
Unfortunately, the result of his posting a video to denounce was not ideal; netizens seed to really like Shen Qiushan’s style and were actually praising him.
Seeing that the bar singing thing didn’t impact him much, Yang Xijin was naturally depressed, and now a new opportunity had co.
"Three-Body Civilization" had officially gone on sale, and Yang Xijin could completely start from the work itself.
If you want to criticize a writer, then attacking his work is undoubtedly the most effective ans!
And when it cos to analyzing the content of works, Yang Xijin is a master, having worked in writing his whole life.
Finding a corner in the Xinhua bookstore, Yang Xijin seriously started reading Shen Qiushan’s work.
He almost went through the sa thought process as Wang Zhixin.
At first.
This??
Did he bribe the Nebula Award committee?
But as he read, he found that this book really had so substance.
And by the ti he finished the first volu, his eyebrows were already knitted tightly.
By this ti, Yang Xijin probably understood why Shen Qiushan, a man from Hua Country, could defeat so many foreign writers to win the Nebula Award!
Because if this award wasn’t given to him, it would have been a huge blow to the authority and fairness of the award.
It’s said there’s no first place in literature, and no second in martial arts!
But if the gap is too obvious, and you insist on giving the award to the weaker side, then the award’s authority and fairness would vanish.
It’s like in a singing competition, where Han Hong and ng Ziyi each sing a song.
And then the committee gives the championship to ng Ziyi!
Then there’s no point in continuing the singing competition!
Everyone would already know, that this competition is not about singing skills at all.
Shen Qiushan being able to win the Nebula Award is probably the sa principle.
He’s so strong that it couldn’t be helped but not give it to him!
Otherwise, given the nature of those foreign awards, as long as the level was similar, this award would never go to soone from Hua Country.
Unless you could be like "Mo Sang," catering to foreign values, vilifying your own people.
Then you could go to his hotown to see the cherry blossoms with Mo Sang!
Yang Xijin tapped his fingers on the table; things were becoming difficult, beyond his expectations.
He initially thought he could start from the work!
Now it seed that starting from the work wasn’t a wise choice.
At almost the sa ti.
In a certain teahouse.
A middle-aged man wearing black glasses sat across from another slightly overweight middle-aged man.
Both were sowhat famous writers in the country, one with the pen na Manor Master Liu, the other called Wang Hai.
They had agreed yesterday to study and analyze Shen Qiushan’s new book together today.
Because they had both criticized Shen Qiushan online, and as friends, they stood on the sa line.
"This Shen has so skills, seems like we underestimated him before."
Manor Master Liu put down his teacup, frowning as he spoke.
"Yeah, the book’s worldview and settings are indeed impressive."
Wang Hai nodded along; he was also a sci-fi writer but his sci-fi works hadn’t sold well in recent years, and he’d shifted to the suspense market in the last two years.
"It’s hard to imagine he started as a web novelist."
"I read his previous web novel too, it was purely for clout."
"Didn’t expect that after switching to sci-fi, he could write sothing like this."
Manor Master Liu shook his head, sighing in amazent.
"Looks like we’re going to be proven wrong."
"11,000 pre-sales, judging by the quality of this book, it really might sell hundreds of thousands of copies!"
Wang Hai sighed, he had initially been very unconvinced by Shen Qiushan.
As fellow sci-fi authors, he’d been in the field for over 20 years, yet not only had he never won a top sci-fi award like the Nebula, he hadn’t even won any minor foreign awards.
However, Shen Qiushan, a web novel writer, sold the film and television rights of his first book for millions, and then won the Nebula Award with his second book, with a $1.5 million prize.
It’s impossible not to feel a tinge of envy!
He had initially thought of swearing a bit to at least let off so steam.
But now he had no starting point for his criticisms; the man makes his case through his work, leaving little room for attack.
To criticize unjustly would be truly shaless.
"Forget it, I’ve never even t him, let’s not provoke this trouble!"
Manor Master Liu shook his head again, picking up his teacup and quietly enjoying his tea.
"If there’s a chance, I’d really like to et him!"
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