Mo Yu.

The only existing (known) winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in China.

It just so happened that Yu Hua had a very good relationship with him.

Lu Yu did not dare to speak, Gao Xiaobai stopped shaking his fan, and Jupiter stared at Yu Hua closely.

If Mo Yu could accidentally appear on the show, it would be more than just a matter of making a hot search.

Yu Hua dialed Mo Yu's number.

"Mo Yu, are you watching the Human Observation Program?...Are you watching? It's pretty good."

Yu Hua turned back to the camera and said with a smile: "It seems I don't need to explain anymore."

After asking for permission, the director made a video call to Mo Yu, and the screen switched to the video call interface.

Immediately, Mo Yu appeared on the screen.

"Hello everyone." Mo Yu greeted everyone.

"Hello, Teacher Mo!" Gao Xiaobai and others did not dare to relax and greeted each other one after another. The studio became a mess.

The barrage also increased like crazy, covering the entire screen.

"Teacher Mo is alarming, human observation is really good!"

"It's not that human observation has cards, it's García Borges that has cards."

"It's all hype, and the hype is very retarded. How could a Chinese person choose such a foreign name? I won't read it."

"I am the same as the one before. When I see it now, I find that the only way to keep up with them is to not use your brain. How could Garcia Borges be Chinese?"

The director whispered to Lu Yu in the earphone: "You must take care of the scene. Our program now has 80 million real-time viewers!"

After Mo Yu said hello, he continued: "This matter is actually very simple. That is to say, is this Nobel Prize certificate true? I have never seen Garcia Borges. I don't know him. I can only

Tell me what I know."

He took out a certificate of the same type and said to the screen: "This is my award. It is actually handmade. There are only a few of them every year. They are very beautifully made."

"Look, here is a signature. This signature is the signature of the chairman of the Nobel Prize Committee. It is handwritten. Here is a red seal and here is a ribbon. These are all difficult to imitate."

Lu Yu looked at the certificate in Liu Ruyan's hand at the scene and said excitedly into the microphone: "These are exactly the same as what Teacher Mo Yu said!"

Liu Chenmin was a little distracted for a moment: "What does this mean?"

Mo Yu said: "This means it is true."

Liu Chenmin was speechless.

The fan in Gao Xiaobai's hand fell to the ground.

Mo Yu said: "Actually, I saw it from watching your program before. This is true. And I know that Garcia Borges may indeed be Chinese, and Yu Hua actually knows that too."

Yu Hua chuckled muffledly on the side.

Mo Yu pointed at the screen and said: "You see Yu Hua, he is wilting. He knows it, but he doesn't say it."

Jupiter asked: "Teacher Mo, what are you referring to?"

"Let Yu Hua say it!"

Yu Hua chuckled and said: "It's not just the vague evidence that the first edition is in Chinese. There is other evidence that can prove that García Borges is Chinese."

Gao Xiaobai opened his mouth wide for a moment.

Do you have evidence that you just didn’t say?

Are you playing with me?

I just made such nonsense, didn't it become a joke?

Yu Hua said: "In the Nobel Prize jury, the judge who nominated Mo Yu is named Zhang Yueran. He, Mo Yu and I actually know each other. Although his name is Zhang Yueran, he is actually an old foreign man and his Chinese is very good."

“When García Borges was nominated for the Nobel Prize, the problem was that we couldn’t find anyone.”

"This García Borges is as if he has been a spy. He has hidden his identity very well and has not been exposed at all."

"Other staff members of the Nobel Prize contacted publishing houses in South America, but found nothing. Zhang Yueran thought that the first edition was published in China, so he came over to contact the Chinese publishing house."

At this point, Yu Hua cleared his throat and said, "Then he found our teacher Zhao Taidou."

When the name Zhao Taidou is mentioned, some people are confused, while others get excited.

Zhao Taidou is an older generation of Chinese writers.

The old gentleman is not well-known, but everyone who has gone to school knows his story.

He himself is also a ground-breaking leader in the publishing industry.

Although he is retired now, he still has a status comparable to the "godfather" in the publishing industry.

Yu Hua continued: "When Teacher Zhao Taidou heard this, he said, OK, you have found the right person, and I will help you contact him."

"Then, he proved the true identity of García Borges to the Nobel Prize jury, and then the Nobel prize money and certificate were sent to China."

This sentence made everyone confused.

Jupiter asked: "So, is Garcia Borges really Chinese?"

Yu Hua shrugged and said, "I don't know, but the people on the Nobel Prize committee believe that Garcia Borges is in China."

Mo Yu finally said: "You have to ask Zhao Taidou about the real situation!"

Then, he added: "However, I guess that old stubborn man is unwilling to speak."

Yu Hua smiled and said: "Those of us who are familiar with Zhao Taidou know about this matter within a small circle. He has repeatedly asked us to keep it secret. If it hadn't been such a coincidence today, I would not have mentioned this matter."

Lu Yu said excitedly to the screen: "Well, teachers, can we ask Teacher Zhao Taidou to come out and prove it?"

Yu Hua shrugged and said, "I don't dare to fight him, he will scold me to death."

Everyone looked at Mo Yu again.

Mo Yu hung up the phone directly.

"..."

There was sudden silence in the studio.

Gao Xiaobai touched the sweat on his forehead and said, "This has become an unsolved case. It's really confusing."

He just made such a big deal, and now he is slapped in the face. Now he wants to slap himself. It is best for everyone to forget about that incident.

Jupiter sighed, scratched his chest and said, "If the clues are cut off right here, I would be really...unwilling to do so!"

Lu Yu's eyelashes trembled as the director told her in her ear that the real-time number of viewers was approaching 90 million!

Qin Yunchu and others stood like stone sculptures at this time, in a downtime state.

They had been shocked by the incident between Jin Yong and Gu Long before, and they knew that Chen Ya liked to engage in vests.

The little vests one after another made the mountains foggy, as if they were joking with everyone.

As a result, it seems that...he might...

Is he a Nobel Prize winner in literature?

This joke is a bit too big!

They can't afford it!

At this moment, the person who is under the greatest pressure is no one else but Liu Chenmin.

He had a domineering and cool appearance, a strong background, and he came out with extreme pressure.

As outstanding as he is, he could have ignored everything.

But he is not yet qualified to enter the eyes of a Nobel Prize winner for literature.

Company bosses are everywhere, but how many Nobel Prize winners are there in China?

At a small level, it means that they can be included in textbooks; at a large level, they represent the face of the nation!

The words Gao Xiaobai said before are still in my ears.

He is a religious person in Latin America, and he is a pillar-level figure in the literary world.

No matter how much money he has, what does it matter?

Besides, it’s not like they don’t have money!

If this matter were confirmed today, he would have no chance at all.

And he will become a laughing stock.

“Forcing a girl to confess her love, she finally got a Nobel Prize winner for literature.”

With good luck, he became the laughing stock of the whole country.

Bad luck, becoming a global laughing stock!

So when he heard that Zhao Taidou couldn't be contacted, he felt relieved.

At this moment, Xiao Qing's cell phone suddenly rang.

She took a peek and saw it was Xi Wendian.

Behind everyone's back, I quietly answered the phone, only to hear an old voice coming from the other side:
Chapter completed!