Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

During the entire Nobel week, Yang Rui was busy flying.

The highlight of the Nobel Prize week is the award ceremony and the award dinner with the participation of the royal family.

But before that, Yang Rui had to give a speech and sign in various places - such as the desk in the Nobel Suite, and the bottom of the chairs in the cafeteria of the Nobel Museum restaurant...

In addition, the Nobel Prize Concert on December 8 is also a place where Nobel Prize winners go abroad frequently. Many celebrities will also be invited, or come to catch the heat on their own, which has attracted a lot of media.

After entering the era of television media, the attention of the Nobel Prize concert has surpassed that of the aristocratic party the next day.

If the Nobel Prize is regarded as a big IP, the Swedes have really managed it well.

Ordinary Swedes will actively participate in "Nobel Prize Week". During the award-giving week, the strict Swedes will drink a lot of alcohol to make themselves extroverted.

Speaking of which, this is another place very similar to Japan. The Swedes who have been drinking, just like the Japanese who have been drinking, have changed from old-fashioned to old drunks in an instant.

They waved wine bottles, marched in Stockholm or other places, rallied and even stationed in camps to sing and dance pairings... When asked by the police, the Swedes would answer to celebrate the Nobel Prize. At that time, everyone didn't have to talk about Nobel, a very harmonious way of life.

Swedes in the upper class usually participate in various banquets as much as possible.

In addition to the royal dinner, there are many banquets for the Swedes, such as the various celebrations held in the town hall, and even the activities held by various committees, there are countless.

On many occasions, institutions such as pharmaceutical companies, or their affiliated and affiliated foundations, also hold celebrations, with individually invited academics and individuals present.

Arms, energy, financial and other types of companies may not always be able to find a few well-known scholars to meet with them on weekdays. At this time, they can often come to do some small work while everyone is happy.

This is also a feast for media reporters.

Whether you are an economic reporter, a political reporter, or a purely entertainment reporter, you can find something you are interested in this week.

Some of them are prepared to come, while others are just going with the situation.

Of course, some people set their goals and then change them, while others stick to one goal to the end.

Mitchelson had a goal before, the Nobel Prize entourage, but his goal now has completely changed.

"Yang Rui is our goal, and the only goal." Michelson held the camera in one hand, waved the other hand in the air, and said majesticly: "Photos! Photos are our achievements, and I have nothing against you Take photos of other celebrities, but everyone, Yang Rui's photos are the final judgment standard."

"Everyone needs to understand a concept. It is easy to get photos of celebrities, but maybe there is only one handsome young Nobel laureate."

"Different from other Nobel laureates, Yang Rui came from Red China. Therefore, if journalists want to take the same or similar photos in the future, first, they have to go to China, and second, whether Yang Rui will dress up to give them What about filming? I doubt it!"

Mitchelson emphasized his tone, and said: "After Yang Rui wins the Nobel Prize, he must be the top scientist in China. Maybe he will be heavily protected by the Chinese government. Moreover, Yang Rui himself is unwilling to enter the entertainment industry. , In this case, we are very likely to have out-of-print photos. Gentlemen and ladies, out-of-print photos!"

The eight photojournalists standing opposite him, holding cameras, like soldiers holding guns, nodded heavily.

Needless to say, the scale of this dispatch is already the largest in the history of the newspaper.

Everyone sat in three full-size SUVs,

Head to the Stockholm Concert Hall at a constant speed.

Mitchels sat in the passenger seat of the second car with his eyes closed. After he came to Sweden, his workload was very heavy. The film he shot every day had to be developed on the same day, and he had to send it back to the agency as soon as possible. This is a job that cannot be delayed, otherwise, if you fall behind other newspapers, it will be a waste of a day of filming.

The darkroom is Mitchells' private domain, and he has always been reluctant to hand over the film to others. Therefore, when the number of photographers increased, his working hours increased rather than decreased.

Now, he has already raced against time to get three hours of sleep time.

The car in front came to a stop with its brake lights on.

Mitchells woke up from his doze all of a sudden, and asked, "Is it there yet?"

"Not yet, the front is blocked." The driver replied.

Mitchels rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said, "Is there a traffic jam?"

The driver hesitated for a moment, then picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Mafari, is there a traffic jam? How long will it take?"

"We are probably about to walk, and there are all people in front of us."

"Huh?" The driver picked up the rattling walkie-talkie and wanted to continue asking, but Mitchells had already picked up the camera and rushed down.

What blocked the traffic ahead was indeed a pervasive parade.

Swedes' parades are usually very ceremonial.

The so-called rigorous parade means that everyone holds countless signs and consciously arranges a similar team according to the size of the signs or the number of words.

However, in today's parade, there is really no room for them to line up rigorously.

"Aren't you here for the dinner party?" Mitchells asked as soon as he caught up with a reporter.

"What dinner party? Oh, yes, yes, it's a dinner party...drinking, drinking..." The caught man laughed loudly after saying a few words, and poured wine into his mouth vigorously, obviously at the point where he was drunk own stage.

"It's a bit early to get drunk now." Mitchels is a Swede himself, and he knows the virtues of these Viking descendants too well.

"If you don't drink now, you won't be able to grab it. Hey, if you want to drink, you have to squeeze in and order."

In order to limit the national drinking, Sweden even stipulates the time when the store sells alcohol. Not to mention alcohol monopolies and age restrictions, but what's more, there are quantitative restrictions on the amount of alcohol that can be purchased by each person.

For the Vikings who love to drink, such a system always makes people thirstier.

Only during the Nobel Prize week, there is an open drink supply.

However, the quantity and type of drinks served at different banquets are different.

Mitchells licked his lips, feeling a little greedy.

He held up the camera and squeezed all the way forward.

After finally entering the concert hall, Mitchells looked around, but did not see Yang Rui.

"Where did the Chinese go, the winner of the Medicine and Physiology Award?" Mitchells found someone to ask, worried that the other party didn't know who Yang Rui was.

The man who was asked laughed, and said, "Are you looking for Yang Rui? He was dragged out to drink."

"Huh? At the Nobel Prize dinner?"

"You are a reporter." The man glanced down at his camera and laughed, "You must be able to take a lot of interesting photos."

"It's broken!" Mitchells was shocked.

If passers-by know how to take photos, how can they get exclusive photos today? If there are no exclusive photos, what's the point of the appearance of 8 photographers.