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Wang Ming Yang called.
Lin Fan answered, "Ming Yang, what is it?"
Wang Ming Yang: "I saw the online discussion about whether you'll get the award. I just looked at the International Nobel Prize Lottery website. I saw you on it and the odds are pretty good. I'm prepared to place my hopes on you."
"Huh? There's actually something like that? Wow." Lin Fan laughed. He hadn't expected there to even be odds on the international website. It was a little scary.
Wang Ming Yang: "Brother, I shan't say more. In order to support you, I'm going to place a bet on you getting the prize. It's meaningful, isn't it."
"Don't. Wait a minute. Let me predict it for you." Lin Fan rubbed his fingers together and read the future. "Ming Yang, I'd advise you not to place your bet. I've just read your fortune for you. You have signs of suffering financial losses in the near future."
"Sigh, why don't you have any faith in yourself? The cure for leukemia! What a big development that is! I'll say it here. If you don't get the prize, I'll run naked around Shanghai. Do you believe me?" Wang Ming Yang had blind faith in this brother of his.
He had so much faith that he would go streaking if his brother didn't win the award.
Wouldn't you be scared if you were in Lin Fan's place?
"I believe you." Lin Fan definitely wanted to make Wang Ming Yang streak. But that shameless guy was probably just talking bullsh*t.
"Oh right, when will the Nobel Prize in Medicine be given out?" asked Lin Fan.
"Soon. Within a month. Now, your name has already entered the lottery. That means you've pretty much qualified. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for you. If anything happens, I'll notify you immediately," said Wang Ming Yang.
Lin Fan sighed. "But I've read the future. I really won't get the award. Forget it, if you want to keep watching it, then so be it. I won't be paying any attention."
Then, he just hung up.
Zhao Zhong Yang said excitedly, "Brother Lin, if you really get the award, that would be awesome. You would be the first person from our country to win it."
Lin Fan chuckled. "Alright, don't think about it anymore. It's not possible."
But he felt like even if he said that, the others wouldn't believe him. He had just read the future and seen that he wouldn't receive any prizes in the near future.
Forget it, forget it. Let them rejoice blindly then. When the truth is out, they'll know.
Several days later.
On a certain foreign Nobel Prize forum.
"Why is there a Chinese man nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine? Are my eyes deceiving me?"
"Hey, the Nobel Prize in Medicine is the most unlikely prize that the Chinese would win. I never thought that there would be a Chinese man nominated this year."
"Lin Fan. What a strange name. Does anyone know what achievements he has?"
"I know. He's not a professor, nor a scientist. He's a Weibo host."
"What's a Weibo host?"
"That means he's an Internet celebrity."
"God, you must be joking. How can an Internet celebrity be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"
Japan.
"This year, Naoko Hegeki has been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He will surely break through and win the award."
"Someone from China has been nominated as well."
"That's not possible. You must be mistaken."
"See for yourselves. I saw it on the Nobel Prize official website."
On the internet, discussions were intense.
But Lin Fan didn't care about all this at all. However, media agencies were all rushing to report this incident.
Although he hadn't received the award, he had already been nominated. To them, Master Lin had conquered leukemia, so the award was a sure thing. There definitely wouldn't be any problems.
Cloud Street.
When Lin Fan reached the shop, reporters charged over from all directions. To them, this matter was definitely something worth reporting.
When he saw these reporters, Lin Fan couldn't respond in time.
Because this had happened too suddenly.
It left him dazed and confused.
A reporter asked, "Master Lin, what are your thoughts after being nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"
"Master Lin, do you think you will get the award?"
The reporters wouldn't let go of this opportunity. They kept on questioning him.
The large number of reporters had resulted in the shop being surrounded. They couldn't even stand still amidst the crowd.
Lin Fan waved his hand. "Everyone, please don't push and don't make so much noise. I'll answer your questions one by one. Be quiet."
Then, the reporters quietened down. They had already figured out Master Lin's style. As long as everyone was quiet and maintained their order, he would definitely answer their questions.
Lin Fan said, "I can answer your queries now. I won't receive the award. I really won't."
The reporters were startled. They hadn't expected such a reply. Then, they started speaking in disbelief, "Master Lin, why are you so sure that you won't receive it?"
Was there even a need to answer that? Of course, he had predicted it. Wang Ming Yang had wanted to bet on him but he had seen that Wang Ming Yang would end up losing money. Didn't that mean that Lin Fan wouldn't receive the award?
"I read the future," said Lin Fan calmly.
"Huh?" The reporters were dumbfounded. What kind of f*cking reason is that? Even if we believe it, we wouldn't dare to report it. If we report this, we would get flamed to death!
We might not even be able to keep our jobs if we do that.
"It's true. I really read the future. I, Lin Fan, definitely won't receive the award. I don't care if you believe me. You can wait until the day the results are out to see for yourselves," said Lin Fan.
The reporters still didn't believe him. "Master Lin, then who will receive the award?"
Lin Fan had a stupefied look on his face. "I can't answer that question because I don't even know those people who got nominated."
In the end, the reporters still hadn't recovered from the shock. What had they gotten out of the interview?
Master Lin hadn't even bragged at all and he just said that he wouldn't get the award. Could it be that he had just been acting humble?
But thinking about how Master Lin had always acted in the past, it seemed unlikely.
They couldn't figure it out and they stopped trying. They stopped caring and decided to just post the actual words from Master Lin on the Internet. As for the rest, they would just leave it to the netizens' imagination.
The next day!
When the news was reported, all the netizens were astounded.
"How humble. Master Lin is too f*cking humble."
"That's right. I'm thinking the same thing. If Master Lin won't get the award, who would be qualified to get it?"
"Sigh. Humility helps one to improve but being too humble is not good either."
"Actually, I think Master Lin is speaking the truth. He understands the situation best."
"Nonsense. Can't you tell that he's just being humble? Didn't you see Master Lin's calm face? That's the face of 'everything is under control'. Don't you understand?"
Lin Fan had been paying attention to the situation on the Internet as well. He was completely helpless. If you won't believe me, I really can't do anything about it.
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Wang Ming Yang called.
Lin Fan answered, "Ming Yang, what is it?"
Wang Ming Yang: "I saw the online discussion about whether you'll get the award. I just looked at the International Nobel Prize Lottery website. I saw you on it and the odds are pretty good. I'm prepared to place my hopes on you."
"Huh? There's actually something like that? Wow." Lin Fan laughed. He hadn't expected there to even be odds on the international website. It was a little scary.
Wang Ming Yang: "Brother, I shan't say more. In order to support you, I'm going to place a bet on you getting the prize. It's meaningful, isn't it."
"Don't. Wait a minute. Let me predict it for you." Lin Fan rubbed his fingers together and read the future. "Ming Yang, I'd advise you not to place your bet. I've just read your fortune for you. You have signs of suffering financial losses in the near future."
"Sigh, why don't you have any faith in yourself? The cure for leukemia! What a big development that is! I'll say it here. If you don't get the prize, I'll run naked around Shanghai. Do you believe me?" Wang Ming Yang had blind faith in this brother of his.
He had so much faith that he would go streaking if his brother didn't win the award.
Wouldn't you be scared if you were in Lin Fan's place?
"I believe you." Lin Fan definitely wanted to make Wang Ming Yang streak. But that shameless guy was probably just talking bullsh*t.
"Oh right, when will the Nobel Prize in Medicine be given out?" asked Lin Fan.
"Soon. Within a month. Now, your name has already entered the lottery. That means you've pretty much qualified. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for you. If anything happens, I'll notify you immediately," said Wang Ming Yang.
Lin Fan sighed. "But I've read the future. I really won't get the award. Forget it, if you want to keep watching it, then so be it. I won't be paying any attention."
Then, he just hung up.
Zhao Zhong Yang said excitedly, "Brother Lin, if you really get the award, that would be awesome. You would be the first person from our country to win it."
Lin Fan chuckled. "Alright, don't think about it anymore. It's not possible."
But he felt like even if he said that, the others wouldn't believe him. He had just read the future and seen that he wouldn't receive any prizes in the near future.
Forget it, forget it. Let them rejoice blindly then. When the truth is out, they'll know.
Several days later.
On a certain foreign Nobel Prize forum.
"Why is there a Chinese man nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine? Are my eyes deceiving me?"
"Hey, the Nobel Prize in Medicine is the most unlikely prize that the Chinese would win. I never thought that there would be a Chinese man nominated this year."
"Lin Fan. What a strange name. Does anyone know what achievements he has?"
"I know. He's not a professor, nor a scientist. He's a Weibo host."
"What's a Weibo host?"
"That means he's an Internet celebrity."
"God, you must be joking. How can an Internet celebrity be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"
Japan.
"This year, Naoko Hegeki has been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He will surely break through and win the award."
"Someone from China has been nominated as well."
"That's not possible. You must be mistaken."
"See for yourselves. I saw it on the Nobel Prize official website."
On the internet, discussions were intense.
But Lin Fan didn't care about all this at all. However, media agencies were all rushing to report this incident.
Although he hadn't received the award, he had already been nominated. To them, Master Lin had conquered leukemia, so the award was a sure thing. There definitely wouldn't be any problems.
Cloud Street.
When Lin Fan reached the shop, reporters charged over from all directions. To them, this matter was definitely something worth reporting.
When he saw these reporters, Lin Fan couldn't respond in time.
Because this had happened too suddenly.
It left him dazed and confused.
A reporter asked, "Master Lin, what are your thoughts after being nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"
"Master Lin, do you think you will get the award?"
The reporters wouldn't let go of this opportunity. They kept on questioning him.
The large number of reporters had resulted in the shop being surrounded. They couldn't even stand still amidst the crowd.
Lin Fan waved his hand. "Everyone, please don't push and don't make so much noise. I'll answer your questions one by one. Be quiet."
Then, the reporters quietened down. They had already figured out Master Lin's style. As long as everyone was quiet and maintained their order, he would definitely answer their questions.
Lin Fan said, "I can answer your queries now. I won't receive the award. I really won't."
The reporters were startled. They hadn't expected such a reply. Then, they started speaking in disbelief, "Master Lin, why are you so sure that you won't receive it?"
Was there even a need to answer that? Of course, he had predicted it. Wang Ming Yang had wanted to bet on him but he had seen that Wang Ming Yang would end up losing money. Didn't that mean that Lin Fan wouldn't receive the award?
"I read the future," said Lin Fan calmly.
"Huh?" The reporters were dumbfounded. What kind of f*cking reason is that? Even if we believe it, we wouldn't dare to report it. If we report this, we would get flamed to death!
We might not even be able to keep our jobs if we do that.
"It's true. I really read the future. I, Lin Fan, definitely won't receive the award. I don't care if you believe me. You can wait until the day the results are out to see for yourselves," said Lin Fan.
The reporters still didn't believe him. "Master Lin, then who will receive the award?"
Lin Fan had a stupefied look on his face. "I can't answer that question because I don't even know those people who got nominated."
In the end, the reporters still hadn't recovered from the shock. What had they gotten out of the interview?
Master Lin hadn't even bragged at all and he just said that he wouldn't get the award. Could it be that he had just been acting humble?
But thinking about how Master Lin had always acted in the past, it seemed unlikely.
They couldn't figure it out and they stopped trying. They stopped caring and decided to just post the actual words from Master Lin on the Internet. As for the rest, they would just leave it to the netizens' imagination.
The next day!
When the news was reported, all the netizens were astounded.
"How humble. Master Lin is too f*cking humble."
"That's right. I'm thinking the same thing. If Master Lin won't get the award, who would be qualified to get it?"
"Sigh. Humility helps one to improve but being too humble is not good either."
"Actually, I think Master Lin is speaking the truth. He understands the situation best."
"Nonsense. Can't you tell that he's just being humble? Didn't you see Master Lin's calm face? That's the face of 'everything is under control'. Don't you understand?"
Lin Fan had been paying attention to the situation on the Internet as well. He was completely helpless. If you won't believe me, I really can't do anything about it.
...
Wang Ming Yang called.Lin Fan answered, "Ming Yang, what is it?"Wang Ming Yang: "I saw the online discussion about whether you'll get the award. I just looked at the International Nobel Prize Lottery website. I saw you on it and the odds are pretty good. I'm prepared to place my hopes on you.""Huh? There's actually something like that? Wow." Lin Fan laughed. He hadn't expected there to even be odds on the international website. It was a little scary.Wang Ming Yang: "Brother, I shan't say more. In order to support you, I'm going to place a bet on you getting the prize. It's meaningful, isn't it.""Don't. Wait a minute. Let me predict it for you." Lin Fan rubbed his fingers together and read the future. "Ming Yang, I'd advise you not to place your bet. I've just read your fortune for you. You have signs of suffering financial losses in the near future.""Sigh, why don't you have any faith in yourself? The cure for leukemia! What a big development that is! I'll say it here. If you don't get the prize, I'll run naked around Shanghai. Do you believe me?" Wang Ming Yang had blind faith in this brother of his.He had so much faith that he would go streaking if his brother didn't win the award.Wouldn't you be scared if you were in Lin Fan's place?"I believe you." Lin Fan definitely wanted to make Wang Ming Yang streak. But that shameless guy was probably just talking bullsh*t."Oh right, when will the Nobel Prize in Medicine be given out?" asked Lin Fan."Soon. Within a month. Now, your name has already entered the lottery. That means you've pretty much qualified. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for you. If anything happens, I'll notify you immediately," said Wang Ming Yang.Lin Fan sighed. "But I've read the future. I really won't get the award. Forget it, if you want to keep watching it, then so be it. I won't be paying any attention."Then, he just hung up.Zhao Zhong Yang said excitedly, "Brother Lin, if you really get the award, that would be awesome. You would be the first person from our country to win it."Lin Fan chuckled. "Alright, don't think about it anymore. It's not possible."But he felt like even if he said that, the others wouldn't believe him. He had just read the future and seen that he wouldn't receive any prizes in the near future.Forget it, forget it. Let them rejoice blindly then. When the truth is out, they'll know.Several days later.On a certain foreign Nobel Prize forum."Why is there a Chinese man nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine? Are my eyes deceiving me?""Hey, the Nobel Prize in Medicine is the most unlikely prize that the Chinese would win. I never thought that there would be a Chinese man nominated this year.""Lin Fan. What a strange name. Does anyone know what achievements he has?""I know. He's not a professor, nor a scientist. He's a Weibo host.""What's a Weibo host?""That means he's an Internet celebrity.""God, you must be joking. How can an Internet celebrity be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"Japan."This year, Naoko Hegeki has been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He will surely break through and win the award.""Someone from China has been nominated as well.""That's not possible. You must be mistaken.""See for yourselves. I saw it on the Nobel Prize official website."On the internet, discussions were intense.But Lin Fan didn't care about all this at all. However, media agencies were all rushing to report this incident.Although he hadn't received the award, he had already been nominated. To them, Master Lin had conquered leukemia, so the award was a sure thing. There definitely wouldn't be any problems.Cloud Street.When Lin Fan reached the shop, reporters charged over from all directions. To them, this matter was definitely something worth reporting.When he saw these reporters, Lin Fan couldn't respond in time.Because this had happened too suddenly.It left him dazed and confused.A reporter asked, "Master Lin, what are your thoughts after being nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine?""Master Lin, do you think you will get the award?"The reporters wouldn't let go of this opportunity. They kept on questioning him.The large number of reporters had resulted in the shop being surrounded. They couldn't even stand still amidst the crowd.Lin Fan waved his hand. "Everyone, please don't push and don't make so much noise. I'll answer your questions one by one. Be quiet."Then, the reporters quietened down. They had already figured out Master Lin's style. As long as everyone was quiet and maintained their order, he would definitely answer their questions.Lin Fan said, "I can answer your queries now. I won't receive the award. I really won't."The reporters were startled. They hadn't expected such a reply. Then, they started speaking in disbelief, "Master Lin, why are you so sure that you won't receive it?"Was there even a need to answer that? Of course, he had predicted it. Wang Ming Yang had wanted to bet on him but he had seen that Wang Ming Yang would end up losing money. Didn't that mean that Lin Fan wouldn't receive the award?"I read the future," said Lin Fan calmly."Huh?" The reporters were dumbfounded. What kind of f*cking reason is that? Even if we believe it, we wouldn't dare to report it. If we report this, we would get flamed to death!We might not even be able to keep our jobs if we do that."It's true. I really read the future. I, Lin Fan, definitely won't receive the award. I don't care if you believe me. You can wait until the day the results are out to see for yourselves," said Lin Fan.The reporters still didn't believe him. "Master Lin, then who will receive the award?"Lin Fan had a stupefied look on his face. "I can't answer that question because I don't even know those people who got nominated."In the end, the reporters still hadn't recovered from the shock. What had they gotten out of the interview?Master Lin hadn't even bragged at all and he just said that he wouldn't get the award. Could it be that he had just been acting humble?But thinking about how Master Lin had always acted in the past, it seemed unlikely.They couldn't figure it out and they stopped trying. They stopped caring and decided to just post the actual words from Master Lin on the Internet. As for the rest, they would just leave it to the netizens' imagination.The next day!When the news was reported, all the netizens were astounded."How humble. Master Lin is too f*cking humble.""That's right. I'm thinking the same thing. If Master Lin won't get the award, who would be qualified to get it?""Sigh. Humility helps one to improve but being too humble is not good either.""Actually, I think Master Lin is speaking the truth. He understands the situation best.""Nonsense. Can't you tell that he's just being humble? Didn't you see Master Lin's calm face? That's the face of 'everything is under control'. Don't you understand?"Lin Fan had been paying attention to the situation on the Internet as well. He was completely helpless. If you won't believe me, I really can't do anything about it....
