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Chapter 334: Once the three bodies appear, the four seas surrender! Jiang Hai is actually the idiot author of Yu Ye? Angry readers

Biltmore Estate is located in North Carolina. In terms of both size and luxury, this private estate is the largest private residence in the United States.

This French Renaissance manor was built between 1889 and 1895. With an area of ​​16300 square meters, it is the largest individual residence in North America and is regarded as a symbol and representative of the American Gilded Age.

When Jiang Hai personally visited the building, he suddenly discovered that the appearance and architectural style of the manor were somewhat similar to
The Palace of Versailles in France?
"To be precise, it is not like the Palace of Versailles, it is restored in the artistic style of the Palace of Versailles."

In the crowd, Elizabeth V, also known as Princess Gwen from the United Kingdom, wearing a black long dress, was telling Jiang Hai about the history and origin of the manor.

"The first owner of this Biltmore Manor was the famous American shipping tycoon Sweet. After living in this manor for 30 years, the manor was acquired by Mr. Smith, the largest oil tycoon in the United States."

As the venue for this year's World Science Fiction Writing Competition, there are some pre-competition arrangements for Biltmore Manor:

It is the ultimate in luxury!
In order to facilitate science fiction writers from all over the world to display their talents at this location, the organizers gave Biltmore Manor all possible support, from food, clothing, housing, transportation to delicacies from land and sea.
However, what surprised the Chinese writers who came with Jiang Hai to participate in the competition was not the extravagant conditions offered by the organizers.

It was the receptionist when they arrived here, not the entourage of the organizer of the science fiction competition.
It's Princess Gwen?
"How did Jiang Hai know Princess Gwen?"

"Does she actually have this kind of relationship?"

I haven't seen Gwen for more than half a year. She has lost her immaturity and has become more mature. Under the guidance of aristocratic etiquette, her every move is filled with a touch of nobility. Maybe she herself has not felt this change, but others can clearly feel it.
When Gwen walked towards them, perhaps because of her beautiful face, or perhaps because of her transcendent temperament, quite a number of writers did not dare to look her in the eye.

In the delegation, Jiang Hai, as the team leader, and Gwen walked at the front of the team.

Behind him, many people were discussing quietly:

"The writers' delegations from other countries who arrived at Biltmore Manor were all at the discretion of the organizers, except for our Chinese writers' delegation."

"She was received personally by Queen Elizabeth V?"

“This grade and specification.”

"Isn't it a bit too high? We are really impressive."

In fact, this World Science Fiction Writing Contest is hosted by the United States. As the future queen of England, Gwen should not participate in this World Science Fiction Writing Contest.

But
When he learned that Jiang Hai would come to Biltmore Manor as the leader of the Chinese writers' delegation for this science fiction competition.

Without any hesitation, Gwen immediately applied to Queen Elizabeth to become the leader of the team to the UK to participate in the science fiction competition.

However, even though Gwen is known as the leader of the British writers group,
After arriving at the airport, Gwen did not have much conversation with the British science fiction writers.

On the way from the airport to Biltmore Estate.

She spent almost the entire journey introducing Jiang Hai to the surrounding area and the cultural landscape nearby.
This caused dissatisfaction among quite a few writers in the British science fiction writers delegation.

"Why is Jiang Hai so favored by His Majesty Gwen?"

Princess Gwen, who was always cold and serious, was actually talking and laughing with Jiang Hai all the way.
Aldridge, a writer known as the British "rising star of science fiction", could not stand it any longer:
"Your Majesty Gwen, you should have been our leader, but why?"

In Britain, Gwen's title of Elizabeth destined her life to be extraordinary.

As the only heir to the future queen, Gwen has a very strong support in Britain and is very popular among the aristocracy.

Imagine if a young man from a noble family got in touch with Gwen, married Elizabeth's family, and even made Gwen pregnant with his own child.
Wouldn't it be true that the bloodline and descendants of his family would become the future masters of Britain?

On the one hand, it is because of Gwen's noble status.

On the other hand, it is also because Gwen is too beautiful.

With these two factors, she has quite a lot of suitors in the UK.
"I have never seen Her Majesty Gwen treat any man of the right age so gently." The male writer next to the sci-fi star Aldridge looked at the sweet smile on Gwen's face, and there was a bit of hostility in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Hai. "Why did Jiang Hai do this? He really went too far."

Just as the British science fiction writers delegation began to discuss the relationship between Jiang Hai and Gwen.

A slightly older writer in the team stopped their discussion in time:

"That's enough. Stop discussing Your Majesty behind his back."

The Chinese writers' delegation, who witnessed all this happening, felt helpless.

"So much hatred has been generated out of nowhere before the game even starts?"

"This Jianghai is indeed worthy of being called Jianghai"

As if he was watching something funny, Song Shiqing, a representative writer from Tsinghua University, looked at Yan Ruyu beside him:

"What do you think?"

Yan Ruyu's face remained calm, she just quickened her pace silently:

"I'll lie down and watch."

The Chinese and British science fiction writers delegation, led by Jiang Hai and Gwen, arrived in front of the Biltmore Manor from outside the manor.

Just arrived at the gate of the manor.

A white woman with blond hair and blue eyes and big wavy hair came up to them immediately:

She greeted Gwen familiarly and warmly:

"Long time no see, Gwen"

Seeing this familiar figure who usually only appears in the news, everyone's faces froze and they immediately recognized that this was the daughter of the organizer's leader.
Evan Hannah?
Things like circles have always existed.

If only the Chinese writers' delegation appeared here, there would naturally be no need to take the initiative to welcome them.

But what if, among these people, there is Princess Gwen, the future successor to Great Britain?
Then maybe there is indeed a need to welcome them?
"Long time no see." Gwen politely hugged Ivan Hannah and then took the initiative to introduce her, "This is the leader from China, Jiang Hai."

Although in this science fiction writing competition, the Chinese writers' delegation regards the American writers' delegation as their opponent and the biggest challenge.

But in the eyes of American writers
Sorry, you are not qualified to challenge at all.

in other words
Are you not even in our sight?
From the perspective of realistic factors, the United States has the most fertile soil for science fiction literature in the world. American science fiction literature is at least three levels ahead of Chinese science fiction. It is no exaggeration to say that it is 20 years ahead of Chinese science fiction. It is definitely a world-class echelon.

From the perspective of literary quality, there are no less than ten Hugo Award winners in the United States, the Nobel Prize in Science Fiction.
If you were holding a hot weapon and encountered a primitive man holding a spear, would you be afraid?
This obviously won't happen.

"I know you, Jiang Hai." Ivanka took the initiative to shake hands with Jiang Hai, with a kind smile on her face. "A person can be destroyed but not defeated, right?"

"I really like your The Old Man and the Sea."

After a brief greeting, the Chinese and British science fiction writers delegation, led by Ivanka, entered the Biltmore Castle.

When everyone entered the castle.

A grand and ancient building suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The huge volume of the hall is daunting.

"Is the inside of this castle actually this big?"

In addition to the cameras that can be seen everywhere, the central area has been divided by the organizers into the first echelon, the second echelon, and the third echelon according to the strength of science fiction literature in each country.
At the front row in the castle, or in the first echelon, are the delegations of science fiction writers from the United States and Japan. They are the seed-level players to win the championship of this World Science Fiction Competition.

In the middle area of ​​the castle, or the second echelon, are the science fiction writers' delegations from Britain, France and Italy. Although they lack in hard power compared to the first echelon writer delegations, the level of science fiction literature creation in their countries is also among the best in the world.

The delegation of science fiction writers in the last area of ​​the castle, that is, the third echelon, has the largest number and the largest number of people, coming from China, India, Mexico, Austria, South Korea, etc.
After entering the castle, the Chinese writers' delegation was led to the third echelon area by the staff.

Once they entered the third area, everyone realized that even though they had been taken to the third area, which was the lowest end of the venue, the Chinese Science Fiction Writers Delegation
It's actually at the back of this?

“Our Chinese science fiction literature.”

"You're so weak?!?!"

You can't say that Chinese science fiction is weak, you can only say that Chinese science fiction is weak.
Not strong at all!

If we count the decades since the founding of the country, when it comes to science fiction writers, it seems that there are hardly any in the entire Chinese literary world?
You are talking about authors who have representative works of science fiction and have status and influence in the international community.
There are even fewer, not even one!

In this regard, Japan, also an Asian country, is in a completely opposite position to China. Here are the Japanese science fiction writers who are well-known in the world science fiction field.
Whether it is Hoshi Shinichi, who is known as the "God of Japanese Science Fiction", Komatsu Sakyo, who is known as the "Bulldozer of Japanese Science Fiction", or Tsutsui Yasutaka, who is known as the "Father of Modern Japanese Science Fiction", these three writers have made a great name for themselves in the current science fiction literary world and are also known as the "Fathers of Modern Japanese Science Fiction" in the world of science fiction literature.

The three great Japanese science fiction writers!
In addition to these three science fiction gods, Japan has also produced many world-class science fiction writers. For example, Yoshiki Tanaka, who wrote "Legend of the Galactic Heroes", Otsuichi, who wrote "Only You Hear", and Kazumi Ogawa, who wrote "The King of Sand".
It is precisely because of the continuous efforts, summarization and reflection of generations of writers, and the continuous innovation, that today's Japanese science fiction literature——

Only then can we be at the forefront of world science fiction!

Only then can we be on par with the United States!
Since Japanese science fiction literature is already so strong, do you want to ask what qualifications the United States has to be on par with Japan?

Because the three most recognized science fiction writers in the world today are:

Two of them are from the United States!
They are Robert Heinlein and Isaac Asimov from the United States.

As for the last one left——

It is Arthur Clarke from the UK. Although modern British science fiction has declined and has no successors, due to the existence of science fiction writer Arthur Clarke, British science fiction can still be classified as the second echelon of world science fiction literature!
After entering the castle, Princess Gwen led a delegation of British science fiction writers toward the area ahead.

As they were about to part, she smiled at Jiang Hai:

"The competition will start soon."

"Let's go first, I'll find you later when I'm free
Watching the British science fiction writers delegation and the third tier region where China is located slowly widening the gap.

After a long silence, Yan Ruyu said with conviction:
“We are placed in this position, it’s not a loss”

You mean senior?
China does not have the soil for the birth of science fiction literature. There has never been any influential science fiction writer in the history of world science fiction. How could there be any predecessors?
You wanna talk about now?
So far, there has been no rising star in Chinese science fiction.
Our predecessors did not have the conditions to create science fiction literature.

There have been no outstanding and influential works produced by later generations.

Based on this, it is normal that the Chinese science fiction writers delegation was arranged in the third echelon, on par with the Indian science fiction writers delegation.

This isn't really discrimination.
Meeting the Chinese science fiction writers delegation, morale was a bit low.

To be precise, there are quite a few authors——

I am frightened by the situation in front of me!
Let Chinese science fiction literature, which is in the desert of science fiction, compete with such a group of writers who are at the top of the world's science fiction?

This is like hitting a rock with an egg!

This is like asking you to participate in a boxing match. You think your opponent is Tyson, the boxing champion. But after he gets on the stage, the humanoid creature slowly takes off his mask, and you find out that it is Ultraman Taro.
"Let me kill Xing Xinyi?"

"Let me kill Robert Heinlein?"

"Let me kill Isaac Asimov?"

"how can that be"

I have seen many authors give up before they even start writing.

Jiang Hai didn't want to get excited either.

He was standing in the middle of the crowd, his eyes gradually changing from lazy at first to serious:
"No one before me?"

"Then let us be the predecessor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the lights in the venue went out.

Inside the castle, a lift began to slowly rise from the bottom.

The screen slides began to flash.

A documentary on the history of world science fiction literature has quietly begun broadcasting.

A white leader from North America gave an inspiring speech on the stage:
"No one knows science fiction better than me, no one!"

"No one knows literature better than me, no one!"

“No one knows the history of science fiction better than I do. Absolutely no one.”

Starting from 1900, all authors who have contributed to the history of world science fiction and all works that have left their names in world science fiction literature began to scroll on the big screen one by one.

As the video was playing, the inspiring speech kept lingering in my ears:
"Science fiction is the future mainstream of world literature!"

“Only science fiction can create history!”

“Only science fiction can change history”

This speech sound -

Like crying, like longing, like complaining, like complaining.

Full of extraordinary infectiousness!
All participating authors, who came from all over the world and from all over the world, stared intently at the big flashing screen in the castle.

Everyone dreams of becoming the next writer who influences the course of world science fiction literature!

Everyone dreams of leaving their own mark in this world-class science fiction writing competition!

The speech lasted about fifteen minutes.

The image on the screen stops playing.

All the lights in the venue began to converge towards the castle screen almost frantically.

At this moment, the theme of this World Science Fiction Writing Competition suddenly appeared in the vision of all the writers present. The title of this World Science Fiction Writing Competition was just four short words:

【future world】

On the stage, the white leader from North America began to explain this creative theme in detail:
"We require all participating authors to write medium-length or long-length science fiction works of at least 200,000 words based on the national conditions of their respective countries."

"Remember, you have three months!"

"In these three months, please give full play to your abilities."

First, the writers develop associative creation based on their respective national conditions.

This means
Foreign writers cannot base their creations on the technological strength of the United States, the world's leading science fiction powerhouse.

This is tantamount to increasing the difficulty.

Secondly, the form of creation can only be a long story, not a short story.

This is tantamount to cutting off the Japanese writers who are good at writing short science fiction.
Obviously, this is an unfair contest.

Some countries don’t even have facilities like high-speed rail. How can you ask them to create based on their own national conditions?

What the hell could this create?

Japan is the only country that can compete with the United States in the field of science fiction, and it is famous for its short science fiction.
Even so, he was forced to cut himself off and be required to write only science fiction novels?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the balance of victory is tilting towards the United States, the host of this World Science Fiction Writing Competition.
"This is not fair!"

“No one explained these rules to me when I came here.”

At this moment, science fiction writers from all over the world were wailing.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Jiang Hai's face:

"Isn't this tailor-made for me?"

"Once The Three-Body Problem was published, the whole world surrendered"

Chenghai Drama Academy, in the classroom.

Watch the opening ceremony of the World Science Fiction Writing Competition through live broadcast.

Looking at Jiang Hai’s figure on the screen.

Everyone, including Fatty and Chu Tianjiao, couldn't believe it.

"Jianghai."

"You actually bring an umbrella but not a knife on a rainy night?"

"Jianghai."

"He is actually the author of the online article that made us cry so hard?"

Fatty Yang Wei's forehead was twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川". Looking at Jiang Hai on TV, he was completely confused:

"How could this f*cking secret work be so well done?"

“It’s hard for me to imagine that Jiang Hai could be connected with this idiot author who said “Bring an Umbrella but No Knife on a Rainy Night”?!?!?”

Looking at the students in the classroom who were staring at him hungrily, as if they wanted to rush forward and tear Jiang Hai to pieces.

Principal Fang Zhenguo frowned and warned seriously:

"Don't say you didn't predict what you said!"

"I'm telling you, before this science fiction competition is over, if any of you dare to disturb Jiang Hai, distract him, and disrupt his creative thinking, you will give him an ending-"

"Then I will give you an ending today."

(End of this chapter)