China.
On Weibo.
"Fuck this!"
"We've lost the Nobel Prize!"
"It's gone, everything is gone!"
"It's been won by that Indian writer!"
"Hai, it's over for us!"
"I've been anticipating it for a long time. The media also reported that this was the closest that China was to winning a Nobel Prize. In the end, we still couldn't get it!"
"Face-smacking Zhang has failed this time!"
"It's not like he could help it. That's the Nobel Prize we're talking about. Zhang Ye has never lost when it comes to domestic awards, but the Nobel Prize is the world's most prestigious award. Perhaps it was still a step too far for us."
…
At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
His three sisters roared with rage.
"Dammit!"
"Do they not have eyes!"
"It obviously should have been awarded to our brother!"
"The Indian has cheated his way to a win again!"
…
At home.
His father looked on in regret.
