"Chang Yue, they go up from this side." Su Yun and Zheng Ren said.

"It's the hall above."

"Well, we're going backstage."

Walking on the red carpet, Zheng Ren has a very subtle feeling. He is not so sacred and excited, but more wants to go back to 912. Walking in the corridor of the operating room seems to make yourself more secure.

"Inside is the famous blue hall, the traditional Nobel prize awarding hall. The ceremony and banquet are held here. Do you want to speak at the banquet?"

Zheng Ren shook his head and looked inside, but he didn't see blue. He asked, "why is it called blue hall?"

"When it was built, it was designed to paste Shanghai foreign color mosaics. I felt very good when checking and accepting the blanks. There was no need to change, and the name of Lanting has been called down all the time. I heard what the guide said a few years ago. I don't know whether it's true or not, so you really listen." Su Yun smiled.

Zheng Ren observed carefully that the lintel of the blue hall was exquisitely carved. There were hundreds of sound pipes on the organ speaker at the upper part of the gate, each of which could be clearly seen. At that time, it took a lot of effort to build it.

Zheng Ren shook hands and exchanged greetings with other Nobel laureates. Seeing that his energy value had fallen by more than half, Zheng Ren couldn't help sighing.

"Boss, take the award on the stage. Where's your dinner manuscript?" Su Yun asked.

"I left the hotel." Zheng Ren said expressionless.

"You can't say Mr. Mo Yan's story again. I think it's OK."

"Normally speaking, it's the most economical to say it again." Zheng Ren said, "if possible, I will do so."

"Don't be bullshit. Get ready."

"Don't worry, it doesn't officially start until 4:30." Zheng Ren was bored and hid in the corner. Seeing Professor Rudolph Wagner chatting around like a social flower, I felt that all this was boring.

"You see, the island country is wearing kimonos. Boss, should you wear Hanfu?" Su Yun looked at an island Nobel laureate and whispered.

"The tuxedo and bow tie are very good, and the form is not important." Zheng Ren said.

"Cut, who was yesterday and didn't sleep all night just to step on a few words in the snow! Now the form doesn't matter? It's really fragrant!" Su Yun despised.

"It's OK. How can the Nobel Prize compare with Iraqi people." Zheng Ren said frankly.

"People who love beauty don't love mountains and rivers, praise!" Su Yun's cynical smile overflowed.

Zheng Ren obviously didn't agree with these words. He shook his head.

"Don't say it if you don't want to. It's nothing. It's estimated that Rafson's goods are talking on the stage, and then the king will give you an award, a certificate of award and a box containing medals. Just come back with a polite word." Su Yun said, "but without saying a few words, it's really a night trip in royal clothes."

"Think about how to operate on the small stone when you go back ECMO. It's much better than the fake scenery here." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Su Yun shrugged. For his boss, a single threaded monster, he can touch and ponder a lot more things. Do these two things have an impact? Su Yun's answer must be No.

At 16:30, the Swedish national anthem played by the band came from the front desk. Zheng Ren stood attentively. Unlike the Olympic Games, he couldn't hear the march of the volunteers. It seems a little regrettable.

A few minutes later, a ceremonial girl in a strange hat led the crowd into the hall. Zheng Ren tidied up his tuxedo, followed the winners of physics and chemistry awards, and stepped on Mozart's Waltz to the highlight moment in the eyes of others.

On the second floor is the dance hall, the famous Golden Hall, which is 25 meters deep. Zheng Ren walked in and saw that the color of tuhaojin was really amazing and glittering. Take a closer look, those golden lights are emitted by pieces of golden mosaics of more than ten centimeters in size.

"Go." Su Yun pushed Zheng Ren behind.

"Uh... Oh."

"These mosaics are made of two pieces of white glass with a piece of gold foil between them. The whole hall used 18 million pieces. They are not serious gold bricks. I asked you to look at them yesterday. If you don't look, you are stunned now." Su Yun whispered, "don't be ashamed. Go and sit down quickly."

The audience roared with applause. Zheng Ren saw Yi Ren. She took Lin Waner's arm and waved her arm. At this time, Zheng Ren finally smiled.

"The mosaic on the podium is the most famous. The big eyed woman holding the crown and Scepter in the middle is the goddess of meraren, the patron saint of Stockholm.

It is said that her throne floats on the meraren Lake in front of the door. A group of people from the left and right rush towards her. Westerners are on the right and Orientals are on the left, which means that people all over the world yearn for Stockholm. " Su Yun whispered.

Sit in a chair and listen to the speech of the chairman of the jury, followed by the speech of the chairman of the physics jury. Then the winner of this year's physics award stepped on the stage and took a black book and a box from the king.

The two shook hands and had a cordial conversation. Then the physics prize winner left.

It turned out that there was no need to make a speech on the stage. It was estimated that the speech was later at the dinner party. Zheng Ren was relieved immediately.

There are music and aria in the middle of each paragraph. Zheng Ren is sleepy. Without that artistic cell, I really can't appreciate this beauty.

With Dr. Ralph Sen on the stage, Zheng Ren began to cheer up. Dr. Lawson's system panel has turned reddish, the effect of early tumor treatment is still good, and his voice doesn't feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

With a smile on his face, he began to talk about the significance of tips surgery with great grace. How many hepatitis B patients in the world, how many patients with advanced cirrhosis, how much improvement of the modified operation, how many lives can be saved?

Listening to Dr. Raphson's speech, Zheng Ren had a very absurd feeling. At that time, he was constantly obstructing. Even with the help of Dr. mehar, if he didn't happen to meet old Roche, there was still no hope for this year's Nobel Prize.

At this time, Dr. Lawson stood on the stage and talked about the significance of tips surgery.

Zheng Ren showed a smile at the corners of his mouth, not a smile or sarcasm. His smile was flat, as if looking at the frozen meralun Lake in front of the city hall.

A few minutes later, after Dr. Ralph Sen finished his speech, Zheng Ren stood up, walked to the n-shaped light and shadow, and saw his majesty coming with a black book and box in his hand.

"Zheng, your work is very meaningful."

The two shook hands. Zheng Ren heard his majesty smile and say.

significance?

For a moment, Zheng Ren thought a lot. Scenes flashed, Zheng Ren smiled, held his Majesty's hand, gently moved it, and then loosened it, "meaning?"

This sentence was said in Chinese. Then Zheng Ren was stunned when he saw his majesty.

“nothing。” Zheng Ren affirmed.