Forget it, if you can't win the Nobel Prize this year, it won't be fine! Su Yun has already made the worst plan. The probability of winning the prize by getting a recommendation in the first year is very low, and according to statistics, it is only 2.35%.

The probability of this is a bit outrageous. If it really doesn't work this year, then next year. If it doesn't work next year, the year after next. Su Yun comforted himself.

He blew, his black hair was floating on his forehead. Although he had prepared for the worst, he was still very nervous.

...

The interview team between Tang Xiu and Sun Zeli has been in a state of ready to go.

Sun Zeli learned through some channels early in the morning that today is the day when the Nobel Prize Evaluation Committee calls to notify the Nobel Prize winner.

They were a little excited and a little excited. But the Nobel Prize Evaluation Committee was kept confidential. Whoever could win the award would only open the last moment.

In short, I still have to go to the hospital to guard it. No matter if I win the award or can’t win the award, I have to wait in the hospital until the truth is revealed.

Carrying a long spear, they squatted in the 912 hospital with the eyes of the patients coming and going, and did not dare to neglect for a moment. But today, they are more sensitive and have a lot of colleagues, so they did not follow the medical team to record in person.

There are so many colleagues today. Tang Xiu saw the Chinese and foreign colleagues who received the news coming and going. Everyone had the same idea in their hearts - to keep up with the possible big news.

As the Director of the Science and Education Department, Lin Ge and Director Li of the Propaganda Department were also busy all day.

Lin Ge guarded Boss Zheng's side and tried not to let reporters interview Boss Zheng. Director Li of the Propaganda Department prepared a large conference room and prepared hundreds of large red envelopes. This is the most basic etiquette.

Facing the Uncrowned King, 912's response was still very polite, friendly, and well-organized.

Linger kept persuading reporters to wait in the conference room. The smile on her face lasted all day, and now it was a little stiff.

But he was still working hard, and he knew Boss Zheng's temper. He was unwilling to go out for dinner, and he became annoyed when there were too many people. So many strange reporters were blocking the door, and Lin Ge was afraid that Boss Zheng would go wild.

If something really happens, it will be more difficult to comfort so many news media again.

It is definitely not possible to come forward by yourself at that time. President Yan has to run back and forth before he can suppress it.

Rather than doing it, it is better to do nothing in your head.

Most of the reporters persuaded them to go to the conference room, but the two female reporters in front of them were really hard to persuade them.

One is Boss Zheng’s fellow villager who has done a special topic about Boss Zheng early in the morning. The other is a reporter from the largest TV station in China. He also recorded Boss Zheng’s figure during the earthquake relief and disaster relief.

Lin Ge knew what Boss Zheng was about to those comrades. The small equipment dealer who was stepping on the pounding and pounding has now become a trump card salesman, and the person from the border town has also been transferred to the imperial capital and has a career position.

Lin Ge dares not offend such people, who have close ties to Boss Zheng.

It’s easy to discuss, and Ling’s three-inch tongue is almost broken. She puts facts and reasoning, and everyone else has gone, and you are still guarding here with long spears and short cannons. It’s not good.

Tang Xiu and Sun Zeli stayed, and other interviewers went to the big conference room to wait, which was the final result of the compromise.

The media are all monkeys, and they all think of everything Lin Ge can think of. Today, there are many more people at the entrance of the intervention department, wearing plain clothes, walking around, answering calls from time to time or whispering something in a low voice with Bluetooth headphones.

Linger had no choice. This is the case in the hospital. You can’t clear the site. As long as you don’t go to the doctor’s office, you will be fine. Turn a blind eye.

Time passed and it was almost time to get off work.

Normally, the phone notification time should be around 5 pm in the imperial capital time. So the more this time, the more nervous it becomes.

Sun Zeli and Tang Xiu are ready. If the results are not released after get off work, they will follow Boss Zheng home no matter what they say.

Today, even if you have all the accumulated honors in the past, you have to enter the house.

They have a good idea and are doing a very solid job. Recently, the two have a very close relationship with Xie Yiren. Even if Boss Zheng is unhappy, they can wait for news at home.

Tang Xiu was chatting with Xie Yiren, not daring to be negligent.

"Editor Tang, you are here too." A sarcastic voice came.

Although I didn't see who it was, Tang Xiu knew it must be Wei Feng when he heard the voice. This guy has been unhappy since the incident in Haicheng last year. He resigned a few months ago and left Haicheng, and has been missing.

I didn't expect to meet this place today.

Behind Wei Feng is a team that looks extremely capable and several foreigners. Their arrival is late, which does not mean that they are unprofessional, but that the way they get information is clearer. Just step on time, there is no need to wait here early in the morning.

The man in the middle looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a moment. The man was very arrogant and looked forward, with an impatient expression on his face.

Tang Xiu held his cell phone and chatted with Xie Yiren while keeping communication open while carefully looking at the group of people.

Wei Feng was a little thinner than before, with a slightly tired face and a strange excitement. But seeing the sarcastic smile on his lips, Tang Xiu was slightly angry.

But she didn't show it, but smiled and said, "Wei Feng, where are you taller now?"

"Financial Times." After Wei Feng said this name, a sense of pride rose in his heart. The Financial Times, the top five major newspapers in the world, although the Financial Times is a little depressed under the impact of the Internet tide, it is much better than other newspapers and magazines.

As for local tabloids like Haicheng Metropolis Daily, they are not comparable to international newspapers.

"Congratulations." Tang Xiu said without any emotion.

"This time, our editor-in-chief William came to interview Dr. Zheng in person, and asked me to say that there was no need, and Zheng Ren would not win the Nobel Prize." Wei Feng sneered.

Tang Xiu glared at Wei Feng, but he still held back and did not cause a conflict.

"Editor Tang, are you here to interview Dr. Zheng Ren and Zheng?" Wei Feng pretended not to see Tang Xiu's eyes, and he said with a smile, "What a coincidence, our old colleagues have met again. But I am afraid I will be disappointed in a while when I see you."

"Don't you want to come? Why are you here?" Tang Xiu said coldly.
Chapter completed!