"Teacher Li, Teacher Feng, do you think the short video just now is a signal? From the short video, we can see that there is very little information about Zhang Zhong. Does this mean that this shows the attitude of the Nebula Award?" Hu Gang looked solemn.
He said that whether Zhang Zhong won or not won the award is no longer his alone. Tens of millions of people and readers in China are paying attention to this matter.
Li Qin spoke first, "We can't draw conclusions yet. In fact, the previous Nebula Awards ceremony was much simpler than the current one. If we followed the previous process, the awards would have been awarded by now."
Feng He also said, "Well, it's hard to say, maybe the Nebula Awards did this on purpose, not wanting the audience to guess who the winner is in advance."
"So Teacher Feng is saying that it is a good thing that Zhang Zhong's lack of appearance in the short film is a good thing?"
"That's not what I meant. It's just that everything hasn't been settled yet, so let's not make wild guesses. Anyway, the official award ceremony will be next. The answer will be revealed soon. Whether the Nebula Award is a pretense or a blatant one will be revealed soon.
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At this time, at the awards ceremony, Zhang Zhong saw the red light on his camera and smiled at the camera.
No matter what others thought, he really didn't feel anything.
After the short film was shown, the awards ceremony officially began. The first award this time was the Outstanding Screenplay Award. Standing on the awards podium was Thomas, the president of the Science Fiction Guild of America.
"There were many excellent film and television scripts last year. Let's take a look at the big screen first..."
The Screenplay Award, as the name suggests, is an award given to screenplays, and the nominees are all the more popular movies last year.
The final award went to the screenplay of the science fiction film "Helicopter 47".
In fact, the Screenplay Award is also the least significant award among the Nebula Awards, so no one paid much attention to it. After the Screenplay Awards were awarded, it was the Short Story Award's turn.
When the short story awards began to be awarded, the three people in the live broadcast room all sat upright.
"There are six works shortlisted this time, namely "Dust", "Lost Red Star", "Thinking Flea", "Spiky Hair", "Giant Screen", and Zhang Zhong's "Wandering Sea Ball"
"For our Chinese audience, the other five science fiction novels may feel a bit unfamiliar to them, but these five short stories are all science fiction novels that performed well in the United States last year, and their authors are all famous writers." Hu
I just fulfilled my duties as a host and gave a general introduction to the shortlisted works.
After he finished speaking, Li Qin took over, "Short science fiction novels themselves are difficult to gain popularity. Not only do readers in our country rarely read these books, but even readers in the United States may know less about them.
In terms of popularity alone, one copy of "The Wandering Sea Ball" is enough to overwhelm the other five."
"Mr. Li, do you think we can keep this award? After all, compared to other awards, this award is much less competitive." Hu Gang didn't say anything else. If the Nebula Award were to give Zhang Zhong a consolation prize
If so, it will most likely be the short story award.
This topic was not easy to discuss, so Li Qin changed the subject and said, "The guest responsible for awarding the award this time is the famous fantasy novel master Linde. Regarding Linde and the Nebula Award, people have to sigh..."
Linde, who was standing on the stage to present the award, was not in a good mood. He didn't want to give awards to others, so it was best to change places with others.
"I announce that the winner of this year's Nebula Award for Outstanding Short Story is "Dust and Sand."" Linde didn't bother to show off and add to the atmosphere, and reported the winning work very quickly.
Then the radio announced the reasons why "Dust" won the award, but the Chinese side was in an uproar.
"Damn it, I really didn't award the short story to "The Wandering Sea Ball". I've only read "The Giant Screen" among the other novels. How about the other ones?" Luo Wei patted the table and said in an animated tone.
Lin Dong, who was watching the live broadcast with him, also had a red face, "You haven't heard of it, what kind of good book can it be? I don't know anything else. I have read this "Dust and Sand". There is nothing wrong with the work, but the subject matter is too
I'm old and have no imagination. If I didn't tell you the release date, you might think it was a science fiction work from the last century."
"Then isn't there a shady story behind this?"
"Yes, there must be something shady about this."
Zhang Junwei on the side heard the members complaining and said, "There may not necessarily be a shady story. After all, Wandering Sea Ball is still a bit strange in the eyes of foreigners. It is normal that the organizing committee does not like this kind of work. Don't worry, everyone, the awards will be given."
We’ve just started, and there are two more big prizes to come. I didn’t win the short story prize, so maybe it’s a good thing. Maybe you can give us a watermelon if you lose the sesame seeds.”
Luo Wei shook his head and expressed disapproval, "President, please stop comforting us. As far as the organizing committee is concerned, if there is no shady story, I definitely don't believe it. And you have also seen the short video just now.
The meaning is already obvious."
"Let's watch first."
Zhang Junwei didn't speak anymore. Although he said that to Luo Wei and the others, he didn't know what to think. He couldn't predict this kind of thing. It was possible what he said, and what Luo Wei said was possible. They wanted to do it now.
All you have to do is wait patiently.
After awarding the award, Linde returned to his seat. When he passed by Zhang Zhong, he gave him an encouraging look. Perhaps he felt that Zhang Zhong would be disappointed if he lost the short story award just now.
After the short story award was over, the next step was the short novella. Zhang Zhong had no works shortlisted for this award, but coincidentally, the winning writer turned out to be Penny Austin, who just walked the red carpet with her partner.
Her award-winning book is "The Lost Underground Tower: The Destruction and Birth of Humanity". The title of the book is very long and sounds awesome, but the content is actually that human beings have been devastated, leaving only two men and one woman.
Living together in an underground bomb shelter.
The whole book only has more than 30,000 words, which actually completes the description of a series of processes of human destruction and birth.
Of course, this is also something Penny Austin is good at.
After Penny Austin won the award, she was of course very excited. After giving a long and impassioned acceptance speech, the host stayed and she was about to announce the next award - the novella award.
Zhang Zhong's "I, Robot" was shortlisted for the Novel Award.
After Penny Austin showed everyone the shortlisted works, she held the card and said, "The winner's name is on the card in my hand. Let me tell you something important first. He is a male."
Everyone present laughed, because all the authors shortlisted for the novella were male, and this information was said but left unsaid.
In the live broadcast room, Hu Gang laughed and said, "It seems that Penny Austin's award-winning style is completely different from Linde's."
"Well, they are two extremes."
Penny couldn't hear what Hu Gang and the others were saying, so she continued, "In addition, the author is under forty years old."
This is useful information, because among the award-winning authors, only three are under the age of forty, and Zhang Zhong is certainly among them.
"The winner is very handsome."
This was useless news, probably a compliment from Penny.
"He is not American."
Now there are only two left, Zhang Zhong and Fran from Sweden.
When talking about this, Penny probably felt that it was inappropriate to be too pretentious, so she said loudly, "The winning entry is - I, the robot! Congratulations!"
Zhang Zhong stood up with a smile, shook hands with Lin De next to him, and then walked towards the stage.