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On TV!

The entire world was silenced!

Ha Qiqi was dumbfounded!

Little Wang’s jaw dropped!

Anthony’s jaw dropped!

Felicia’s jaw dropped!

In the live broadcast camera, the Economics Prize winner who was taking a sip of water spat it out!

Nothing like that had happened before in all 50 years of the Nobel Prize award ceremony. The nominees, staff, guests, media reporters, and even the viewers watching television at home were all dumbfounded at this moment. It was as though 10,000 grass mud horses had galloped past in front of their eyes!

…

England.

The Internet blew up!

“Holy shit!”

“Who is that?”

“Whose leg was it?”

“Jesus! W-What just happened?”

“God, what did I just see?”

“The Literature Prize winner was tripped?!”

…

Japan.

“Who was that?”

“Why does that leg look so familiar?”

“It’s Zhang Ye!”

“I saw it! It was Zhang Ye!”

“Damn, was it really him?”

“How is he so bold!”

“What does he not dare to do!”

“True that, this fellow was really notorious back then!”

…

Korea.

“Oh my God!”

“Zhang Ye is crazy!”

“This leg looks familiar!”

“At the Olympics, he did exactly the same thing by tripping an international referee!””

“Oh yeah, I remember now. This isn’t the first time he’s done something like this!”

“I’m gonna faint! He’s too bold!”

“I really have to take my hat off to this Chinese guy!”

…

America.

“It’s him?”

“Gone With the Wind’s author?”

“The hooligan of the literary field, Bangalore, was tripped by someone?”

“Tripping someone at the Nobel Prize award ceremony?”

“Is that Chinese author crazy?”

“My God! Why are there so many hooligans in the literary field!”

“This is a global broadcast!”

“Yeah, everyone in the world is watching this!”

…

India.

The people’s resentment was boiling over!

“Fuck your sister!”

“Zhang Ye!”

“That Chinese guy is so despicable!”

“That bastard!”

“How dare he do that!”

“This is provocation!”

“He purposely trying to make a fool of us!”

…

Back at home.

His mother was shocked!

His father nearly fell off the sofa!

His mother asked, “Old Zhang, was that our son’s leg?”

His father said, dabbing at his sweat, “I think so.”

Wu Zeqing affirmed, “It was him.”

His mother broke down and bellowed, “This is a global broadcast!”

…

At Central TV.

The live broadcast studio was terribly quiet at this moment.

The host and the studio’s guest commentator were stunned.

The host said, “Um…uh…it seems like an accident has happened at the venue.”

The guest commentator said, sweating, “What on earth just happened?”

“Let’s play it back in slow motion.”

A lot of people who were watching the Central TV live broadcast nearly burst out laughing!

A replay?

In slow motion?

Do you think this is a soccer match!

It was the first time they had encountered a slow motion replay for an award ceremony!

…

At Spring Garden’s place.

Xiaodong went crazy!

Li Xiaoxian’s legs turned to rubber!

Amy was dumbfounded!

“Did you guys see that?”

“Yes.”

“I didn’t see it wrong, did I?”

“No, you didn’t.”

“I’m gonna faint!”

…

At Zhang Ye’s Studio.

Many of the staff fell out of their chairs!

“Director Zhang!”

“What the heck!”

“It’s over! We’re done for!”

“This is going turn into something major!”

“Are we—are we going to get blacklisted from the Nobel Prizes?”

…

On Weibo.

“Face-smacking Zhang has gone mad!”

“Zhang Ye is gonna soar to the Heavens!”

“Damn, he really turned physical!”

“This is a global broadcast! It’s a fucking global broadcast!”

“Teacher Zhang, I’m kneeling to you!”

“The entire world is watching the live broadcast. This is the Nobel Prize award ceremony! Do you think that is happening back at home?!”

“Aiyo, I really have to hand it to Teacher Zhang!”

“I’m genuflecting as well! Teacher Zhang is too rash! He always gets into a fight without any warning! Like he’d care that this is broadcast live around the world!”

“This is great. Face-smacking Zhang’s notoriety is gonna spread across the world this time!”

“I knew it! I knew that Teacher Zhang would cause some trouble when he went overseas! This fellow doesn’t give a fuck about the occasion!”

“The glory of that trip feels so familiar.”

“Of course it feels familiar! Back here at home, who knows how many people have already been felled by the feet of Zhang Ye! This is the fucking Zhang Ye’s claim to fame move!”

“Motherfucker, why do I feel like laughing the more I hear you guys talk about this!”

“Pfft, hahahahaha! I can’t hold it in any longer either!”

“Although it’s a little inappropriate, I would still like to say: Teacher Zhang, beautifully done!”

“That Indian author was absolutely asking for it!”

“He asked for it by being a showoff in front of Zhang Ye!”

“It’s been four years, but Face-smacking Zhang’s temper is still the same as ever. He still takes action when it’s called for and never hesitates to do so!”

…

Yao Jiancai.

Ning Lan.

Zhang Yuanqi.

Zhang Ye’s family.

Zhang Ye’s friends.

The Chinese citizens.

The Japanese citizens.

The French citizens.

The Australian citizens.

Countless countries around the world were left kneeling!

Why would you dare to do that!

How could you do something like that!

Y-You’re too mean!

…

At the venue.

The live broadcast was still continuing.

Bangalore got up angrily and pointed at Zhang Ye. He roared at him, “What did you do!”

Then everyone became even more exasperated. Zhang Ye looked straight at Bangalore’s bloody face and asked in confusion, “Huh? What’s wrong?”

Bangalore nearly fainted in anger. “You!”

Anthony was stunned!

Felicia was stunned!

The four physicists that Zhang Ye had gotten to know were also stunned!

What kind of expression is that?

Just what the heck is that expression?

Can you be any more thick-skinned than this!

The trip had been witnessed by everyone in the venue and around the world. But to everyone’s surprise, Zhang Ye was playing dumb before everyone!

Anthony wiped at his sweat. “Zhang—”

The Japanese author snorted and said, “So now you know why I was unwilling to get to know him? You’ve seen it for yourself? The biggest hooligan in the global literary field has actually been sitting close to you all this while! Yet you considered him the angel!” The Japanese author didn’t appear surprised by what Zhang Ye did at all.

Felicia and Anthony were speechless.

Little Wang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Director Zhang.”

Ha Qiqi covered her face and felt like she had been completely disgraced. If this had been recorded, so be it. They could edit out this incident. Even if it would still cause a stir, it could be containable at least. Unfortunately, this had to happen on a live broadcast. And it was even fucking broadcast live around the world! “The winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature gets attacked by a Chinese author?” Thinking about the headlines that would be splashed across international media, Ha Qiqi was speechless!

But Zhang Ye thought otherwise.

His take on this matter was extremely simple. He had been unhappy with the behavior of the Indian for a long time!

Acting arrogant with me?

Saying that the world owes you the prize?

You’re even feeling all righteous about saying that?

Fuck off!

If I had gotten the Nobel Prize, I would’ve cared about my image and my actions. But since the prize has already been awarded, it has nothing to do with this bro anymore! Why would I still care who you are?!

I don’t give a damn at all!