A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 296: Leading by a huge margin! Sales exceeded million copies in hours! This time, it’s really the New Year!
France is known as the world's first literary power.

This honorary title does not come out of thin air.

According to the statistical analysis of the World Literature Organization in 15, since the beginning of the 20th century, French writers have left 89 classic masterpieces in the history of world literature, including a series of well-known writers who are famous in the world literary world, such as: Romain Rolland, Alexandre Dumas, Hugo, Maupassant, Voltaire, etc.
France's long literary history, coupled with its literary heritage that is better than its predecessors, has made it the country with the largest number of Nobel Prize winners in literature in the world.

So far, France has 17 writers who have won the Nobel Prize in Literature, ranking first in the world, followed by:

A series of European and American countries including the United Kingdom, the United States, Sweden, Germany, and Italy.

It is worth mentioning that there is a Nobel Prize winner in the French literary world named Gao Xingjian. He was born in China, and in 1997 he gave up his Chinese nationality and moved to France. In 2000, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature awarded by the Swedish Academy.

He is the first Asian to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. Although he was born in China, unfortunately, he is not Chinese.

He also participated in this proposition creation.

He is also familiar with older generation Chinese writers such as Tie Ning, Liu Zhenyun, and Jia Pingwa.

At this moment, in the gardens of the Palace of Versailles.

Gao Xingjian stood in front of Jiang Hai, looking at him with a strange look:

"You are Jiang Hai?"

To be honest, before coming here, Jiang Hai had heard Liu Zhenyun talk about Gao Xingjian, a Chinese-French writer. Unlike those Chinese who were born and raised abroad, Gao Xingjian was born and raised in China and studied at Peking University of Foreign Languages ​​for a long time. When he was middle-aged, he was on a diplomatic visit abroad. There was no sign of anything.
He resolutely decided to stay abroad and not return to China.

In the same year, he chose to renounce his nationality and join France.

Three years later, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature for his philosophical stream-of-consciousness work "Spirit Mountain".

To be honest, Jiang Hai didn't have any feelings for this kind of person.

I can't say I like it, nor can I say I hate it.

Whether to renounce one's nationality is everyone's freedom. As long as he thinks it through, it is completely fine and no one else can interfere.

but
Jiang Hai couldn't stand some people who grew up in China, but once they went abroad, they began to satirize the motherland that once raised them in their words, and by belittling the country where they once lived, they tried to gain sympathy in exchange for help from "certain organizations and countries."

Some people say that the Nobel Prize only looks at the literary quality of a work and does not involve any political significance?
Judging from the rivers and seas——

Such a statement is pure bullshit!
If this "Frenchman" who had left his homeland had not attracted the attention of foreign media by making some derogatory remarks about his "former motherland",
Can he win the Nobel Prize in Literature?

Can he become the first Chinese writer to win the Nobel Prize in Literature?
How can this be
Jiang Hai does have a lot of bad habits. He likes to talk big, smoke, and has a foul mouth. But when it comes to such major issues, he has never wavered.

Jiang Hai did not look up to him because of his status as a Nobel Prize winner in literature. He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it:
"Is something wrong?"

It can be seen that Gao Xingjian seems to dislike the smell of cigarettes. Seeing Jiang Hai starting to smoke by himself.

He subconsciously pointed to the no-smoking sign by the woods:
“Smoking is not allowed here.”

"Then you can stay away from me." Jiang Hai didn't even look at him.

For Jiang Hai, one should love the one he loves well. If he likes someone, he will spare no effort and will feel for him/her without putting on airs.

But if you don't like someone
There's no need to give him any face.

"Why do we have to fight against the strong with an egg?" Gao Xingjian got straight to the point and asked, "You know, French literature is almost a gap in the development of world literature."

"You are just a young boy, and you said such childish words in public. Don't you consider the consequences?"

Jiang Hai's tone was already slightly impatient:

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Come with me, leave China and join France." Gao Xingjian stared at Jiang Hai with a burning gaze. "Your talent should not be restricted by your nationality. You should also know that the works of Western writers are naturally easy to circulate abroad without any restrictions or barriers."

"As long as you are willing to join France, you will get everything you want."

People live in this world for two things.

One is for fame, the other is for profit.

As a writer, isn't leaving a name in history one's lifelong pursuit?

Art knows no national boundaries.

A wise bird chooses a good tree to rest in.

If nationality limits a writer's development, then the best thing to do is to break away from it and choose a more powerful shelter. After all, writing a book is not easy.
It doesn't matter where you write.

Listen to Gao Xingjian speaking eloquently.

Jiang Hai slowly put out the cigarette in his hand:

"Is this what you mean, or who means it?"

"This is what we mean." Gao Xingjian did not hide the purpose of his trip at all. "As long as you agree to join France, we will find a way to make you win the literary competition this time. You don't have to lose face, and..."

Obviously, Jiang Hai, a young writer known as the "No. 1 in China's youth literary world", is very worth winning over.

Imagine this scenario:
In this crucial literary competition, Jiang Hai, a young writer from the Chinese literary world, overwhelmed a number of French literary celebrities and outshone the competition.

As the Chinese people saw hope, the domestic media unanimously began to promote and exaggerate:
“A dragon emerges from the literary world!”

"The star of literature has descended to earth!"

“The Chinese literary world is finally seeing the hope of revival.”

At this time of great jubilation, this young writer who was highly expected by the country and the nation suddenly announced in front of the media:
"I think Chinese literature is too conservative and backward in terms of ideology, far inferior to French literature."

“So, I decided to join France for better literary pursuits.”

If this scene really happened, wouldn’t the country explode?

Wouldn't that be a sure win without fighting?
Culture is the embodiment of a country's soft power.

Why do you think the French government held this literary salon between countries?

The purpose is to compete secretly.

Economically, China has indeed been taking off rapidly at an extremely exaggerated rate in recent years.

But culturally, you are still very backward, at least a hundred years behind our Western democracy and freedom.
Gao Xingjian's offer was very generous. Not only could it allow Jiang Hai to stand out in this literary competition, but if Jiang Hai performed well, he could also participate in the Nobel Prize for Literature competition like Gao Xingjian.
Jiang Hai looked at him with complicated eyes:

"Then what if I don't agree?"

"If you don't agree, you will not only lose miserably in this literary competition." Although Gao Xingjian was smiling, his smile revealed a sinister tone. "We will also add something else to what you did in France these days, and ruin your reputation in the Chinese literary world, and even the entire world literary world."

It is not easy to achieve success as a person and it requires a lot of effort.

But it is very easy to destroy a person.

If we make a collection of what Jiang Hai did in France these days, and let the people behind the scenes add fuel to the fire.
Imagine a writer who is arrogant, foul-mouthed, ignorant of etiquette, arrogant, and has no real talent.
Which country's mainstream literary circles will accept it?

Whenever the Western media opened fire, they began to fan the flames behind the scenes and frantically smear Jiang Hai's ignorance.
I'm afraid Jiang Hai will be skinned alive even if he doesn't die?

"How do you know I will lose?" Jiang Hai asked sincerely.

"We say you will lose." Gao Xingjian's words were filled with endless certainty, "You will definitely lose."

If he agrees, he will not only be rich and famous, but will also most likely become the second Asian winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature after Gao Xingjian.

If you refuse, you will face disgrace, followed by endless abuse and ridicule.
The gap between the two is so huge that even a fool would know how to choose?
Seeing that Jiang Hai was lost in thought, as if he was extremely tempted, he proposed some conditions.

Gao Xingjian struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask:

"so"

"You agreed?"

Jiang Hai's answer was concise and direct:
"Do I fuck you."

? ? ? ? ?

As if he couldn't believe his ears at all, Gao Xingjian stared at Yong Jianghai with an extremely unbelievable look:
"You, what did you say?"

Why are there still people who are eager to come and get scolded?
Jiang Haice turned around, faced him, and spoke fluent and authentic Mandarin, and even amplified his voice:
"I said--"

"Me!" "Fuck!"

"you!"

"!"

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"Do you want me to repeat it again?"

For Jiang Hai, it doesn't matter even if he is criticized by thousands of people and despised by millions of people.

He also disdains to do such things as selling out his country for personal gain.

For Gao Xingjian——

This was the first time he was scolded in his life.
Was he scolded by a young man?

And insulting words.
Still so rude?!?!

"You, you..." For a moment, Gao Xingjian's blood rushed to his head and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Just as he was about to dial the phone in frustration:

"You're in trouble!"

"You're in big trouble!"

"I want you to regret what you did today. I want you to know how expensive it is for you to curse me."

Unexpectedly, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

Behind me, a voice of urgent shouting suddenly came:
"Mr. Gao, something terrible has happened."

The Palace of Versailles, the king's residence for entertaining guests.

The venue was packed.

In addition to writers from China, France, Britain, Japan and South Korea, there were also many media reporters who rushed to the scene after hearing the news.

At this moment, everyone who heard the news looked at the display screen in the hall with extremely surprised eyes:
"Eight hours, three and a half million copies."

“Is this really a result that is humanly achievable????”

From midnight last night to eight o'clock this morning, in just eight hours, Jiang Hai's "The Old Man and the Sea" was released in Europe, America and Asia.
In just one night, 3.5 million copies were sold? ? ? ?
This exaggerated and jaw-dropping achievement was immediately shocking:

“Are you sure there is no statistical error????”

In response to inquiries from British writers.

The staff of the French organizing committee immediately answered everyone present in an unquestionable tone:
"There's no way it can go wrong!"

"This is a statistical system jointly developed by our organizing committee and Harvard Computer Science Department. The data is connected to major publishing houses and bookstores around the world. Every four hours, the system will update the sales data."

Speaking of this, this foreign lady, who was wearing a work uniform and had big wavy golden hair, looked quite capable.

I immediately pulled up the terrifying sales growth curve in the early morning:
"At four o'clock in the morning, we have already observed an abnormality in the sales statistics of books. After only four hours of sales, the sales of The Old Man and the Sea have reached an astonishing 1.32 million copies. After only eight hours of sales, the sales of The Old Man and the Sea have increased by another 2.18 million copies, reaching an astonishing 3.5 million copies."

"This horrific sales increase is rare even in the history of world literature."

Night in Europe and America is day in Asia.

In other words, the sales figure of 3.5 million copies was based on the statistics for the Asia region last night.

According to normal people's logic,

It is impossible for someone to buy books and read them at four or five in the morning.

"It is now 11:48 p.m. European time. There are still twelve minutes before the data system will refresh again." The blonde lady with blue eyes and big waves looked around. "This time, it should be the end of the sales in Asia and the beginning of the statistics of Mr. Jiang Hai's The Old Man and the Sea's sales in Europe and the United States."

From eight in the morning to twelve at noon.

It is the time when publishing houses and bookstores in Europe open.

It's only open for four hours.

No one can predict
The final sales status of Jiang Hai’s “The Old Man and the Sea” in Europe and the United States!
It was a thrilling achievement to see that Jiang Hai's "The Old Man and the Sea" sold 3.5 million copies in just eight hours in Asia alone.

At this moment, French writer Clézio, Nobel Prize winner in Literature, is also the top seed candidate highly regarded by the French side.

Suddenly, I couldn't believe my eyes:
"How can this be"

Don't even talk about Europe and America, even if you look at the world literary scene -

There has never been such a shocking and unbelievable result as selling 3.5 million copies in eight hours!
You have to know that in the information age when paper media is declining
What a concept! Three and a half million copies!
That is a horrific sales volume that many writers cannot achieve in their entire lifetime!
And Jiang Hai completed this record in just eight hours?

How could the always proud Clezio believe this?

"This is absolutely impossible."

Not to mention that Clezio couldn't believe such an achievement, even writers from other countries who witnessed it with their own eyes suddenly felt like they were still dreaming and had not yet woken up.

It's getting fierce.
We just see a mediocre literary work that no one had any optimism about before it went on sale.

Starting to dominate the Asian market?

It sold 3.5 million copies in 8 hours. If it were given 24 hours.
God knows what kind of results it will achieve?
God knows what sales volume it will eventually reach?
"Look, it's Clézio's The Seagull." Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone focused their attention on the screen.

Clézio, who was highly regarded by the French literary world, sold 450,000 copies of his literary work "The Seagull" published simultaneously with Jiang Hai in Asia in just one night.

Logically speaking, selling 450,000 copies in one night is also a horrific sales volume.

After all, looking at the entire world literary scene, authors who can achieve such sales results can really be called rare.

Originally, the French writers had planned to open champagne to celebrate.
Who would have thought that Jiang Hai would suddenly appear halfway? ? ?

With sales of 450,000 copies in one night, he can definitely be called a rare talent.

But compared with Jianghai's 3.5 million copies.
For some reason I suddenly felt extremely shabby.

After all, this is not even a fraction of what Jiang Hai has achieved.

At the scene, someone immediately began to analyze why this happened:

"Is there a possibility?"

"Jiang Hai is a writer from Asia. He is very famous in Asia."

"This time, the sales start time is 0:0 in Europe, which is equivalent to 16: in Asia. Thanks to Jiang Hai's fame, when the competition started, readers in Asia began to rush to bookstores to buy Jiang Hai's books, which led to the current inflated sales situation."

"But you have to understand that at this time, European readers haven't woken up yet."

The words fell.

Someone immediately understood what he wanted to say:
"you mean"

"Clezio still has a chance to turn things around, and next up will be the home turf for European and American writers???"

The system refreshes data every four hours.

Time passes minute by minute.

At twelve o'clock noon, sales statistics are refreshed on time.

When looking at the center of the screen, the sales statistics of Jiang Hai's "The Old Man and the Sea" for twelve hours finally stopped at——

Seven million three hundred and sixty thousand copies.

At this moment, Tie Ning and Liu Zhenyun from the Chinese writers' delegation suddenly felt like crying.

His voice couldn't stop trembling:

"Comrades, Happy New Year"

(End of this chapter)