In Yundian, in a hotel suite, Zhang Zhong's parents and Xu Yuhan and Peng Peng stood in front of the TV early in the morning, waiting for the Nebula Awards to be broadcast live.
Hu Huifang smiled and answered her granddaughter, "This is the award your father received before. It was the trophy with a small whirlpool inside."
"Oh, that's it, that prize is the prettiest. How many can dad get back this time?"
Zhang Xingjun was amused, "You are quite crazy, you just want to take a few. Many people may not be able to get one in their lifetime."
"But dad has a lot of them on his bookshelf."
"Haha, that's not why your father is so awesome."
"Yeah, but why is dad gone again? I can't see him."
"With so many people, we can't always show you your father."
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The awards ceremony officially started soon. The first award was the Best Science Fiction Movie Screenplay Award, and the winning work was the second part of "Helicopter 47".
Speaking of which, Zhang Zhong still has some impressions of "Helicopter 47" because when he first participated in the Nebula Awards, the winning work for the Best Science Fiction Movie Screenplay was the script of "Helicopter 47".
Unexpectedly, two years later, its sequel would win the award again.
The Best Science Fiction Screenplay award requires the original screenplay of the winning work, otherwise "The Last Starfish" might be able to compete for this award.
Two years later, the Screenplay Award is still the most insignificant award at the Nebula Awards.
Just as the winner was giving his speech, a staff member ran up to Zhang Zhong and said, "Mr. PZ, please come over."
Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows, not knowing what was going on, but he still followed the staff and left.
When he walked to the side of the stage, the newly appointed chairman of the organizing committee, Lampard, came up to him with a smile, "Mr. PZ, it's really abrupt. I wonder if you can do me a favor."
"What are you busy with?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Can you go up and announce the results of the mid-length award later?" Lampard said.
"Why?" Zhang Zhong asked strangely, "Didn't the award guest have been decided before? Why did it suddenly change to me now?"
Of course Zhang Zhong has to ask, if he had previously appointed someone else to go up to announce the awards, and now he suddenly went up himself, no matter it was the decision of the organizing committee or something else, he might offend someone.
Lampard said with a smile, "Actually, I was originally scheduled to go up and announce the results myself, but after careful consideration, I still think it would be better for you to go up and announce the results."
When he said this, an unpredictable smile appeared on Lampard's lips.
Zhang Zhong is not stupid. Listening to Lampard's tone and his expression, he naturally guessed that Lampard was hinting at the outcome of his mid-length award.
"No problem, do I need to wait here?" Zhang Zhong nodded in agreement.
Hearing Zhang Zhong's agreement, Lampard said happily, "That won't work, because the short story award will be announced soon, and you might even have to go on stage."
"Well, then I'll go back first."
When Zhang returned to his seat, the short story award was already being announced.
When the awards are announced, the live broadcast usually gives a shot of the shortlisted authors.
Only then did everyone realize that Zhang Zhong was not in his seat, but walking from the side, and the camera followed Zhang Zhong back to his seat.
In the live broadcast room, the host Hu Gang said with a smile, "Zhang Zhong was not in his seat just now, maybe he went to the bathroom? It would be fun if he missed receiving the award because he went to the bathroom. Let me briefly talk about the shortlisted candidates this time.
This novel, in addition to Zhang Zhong's "Yellow Card Man" and "Calorie Man", the other four are "Dust 2", "Mechanical Yuanling", "Eggshell Flying Insect", and "Leather Warrior"
.Because they are all short stories, everyone may be unfamiliar with them. Due to time constraints, the host will not introduce these works one by one here. Please watch the live broadcast and you will get the results soon. In addition, Huang
The argument between Teacher and Teacher Li can also have an answer."
Thomas, the president of the Science Fiction Association of America, who was in charge of awarding the awards, looked at the card in his hand and seemed to be in a low mood. He announced in a calm tone, "The winner of this year's Nebula Award for Outstanding Short Story is "The Yellow Card Man."
"The film "Yellow Card Man" introduces us to a bizarre biopunk world..."
As Thomas finished speaking, the reason why "Yellow Card Man" won the award began to be played on the radio.
The live broadcast camera was focused directly on Zhang Zhong’s face.
The host Hu Gang said with a smile, "Congratulations to Zhang Zhong, for winning another Nebula Award trophy. The scene of Chen Fusheng climbing up from the dead seems to be still before our eyes. Last year, Zhang Zhong wrote three novels, two long and one short.
We bring an imaginative biopunk world..."
Compared with Zhang Zhong's excitement when he won the award for the first time two years ago, Hu Gang is much calmer now.
When "I, Robot" won the award, Hu Gang read a long congratulatory message at the top of his lungs.
In the live video, Zhang Zhong stood up with a smile, walked slowly onto the stage, and took the trophy from Thomas.
Although the relationship was not very good, the two shook hands politely, and then Thomas handed the microphone to Zhang Zhong and walked out on his own.
Zhang Zhong looked at the trophy in his hand. There was nothing new. The trophies were the same every year.
He said: "Thank you to the organizing committee for awarding this award to me. Every award is a new experience, and this time is no exception. Thank you to all the readers who like "Yellow Card Man", this trophy does not only belong to me."
, also belongs to you. I’d better leave some time for the next winner, and I’d like to encourage you all.”
After finishing his speech, Zhang Zhong did not step down from the stage. A staff member next to him came over with a trophy and card.
After Zhang Zhong took the trophy and card, he said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, this trophy is not mine. It's just that I suddenly received a task, which is to announce the results of the medium award. Let's take a look at the big screen first.
Let’s see what outstanding works are shortlisted.”
"The guest of honor for the novella award turned out to be Zhang Zhong. Is this some kind of hint given by the organizing committee?" host Hu Gang asked.
"Yellow Card Man" won the award, but Li Qin lost. He was feeling depressed at the moment. Hearing Hu Gang's words, he said, "This doesn't mean anything. The organizing committee may have arranged it this way deliberately to tease the audience.
"
"Well, I agree with what Teacher Li said. Asking Zhang Zhong to award the award does not mean anything." Huang Lei nodded in agreement, but then changed the subject and said, "But I usually study micro-expressions. I just observed it carefully, and Zhang Zhong said this
He was holding his chest up, raising his chin, and smiling. This is a typical sign of confidence. I guess he may have known the result."
Hu Gang was surprised and said, "Teacher Huang actually knows micro-expressions?"
Li Qin broke the story and said, "Zhang Zhong has been in this state from the beginning to the end. I think this is just the performance of a stable and confident man. It has nothing to do with whether he knows the result or not."
Huang Lei said with a smile, "It's hard not to break things down. Actually, I'm just talking nonsense."