Chapter 462 The Most Crowded Dinner Party in the World

nervous?

Maybe a little.

But now I can't feel it anymore.

Excited?

That's a must.

As the highest honor in the scientific community, it is also the greatest compliment for a scholar in academia and even the world.

What the Nobel Prize can bring even far exceeds the prize of nine million crowns itself.

From this point alone, even the Fields Award is half a point inferior.

Amid thunderous applause, Lu Zhou walked steadily onto the awarding platform.

When meeting the eyes of the review committee for a short while, Academician Klass smiled at him, Academician Olof nodded to him, Ms. Linser remained expressionless, and Academician Brzezinski...maybe a little unhappy?

Obviously, even now, there are still considerable differences within the Nobel Prize in Chemistry review committee.

But in any case, at this moment, it has become a foregone conclusion.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, under the gaze of media journalists from all over the world, Lu Zhou received the award certificate and the shining golden medal from King Carl XVI Gustaf.

Shaking the right hand holding Lu Zhou, Carl XVI Gustaf said with a smile.

"Congratulations, young scholar, you are the youngest of all the awards I have given out over the years."

Lu Zhou nodded politely and said with a smile: "Thank you, I can guarantee that I will become younger and younger in the future."

Karl XVI said with a smile: "Haha, I hope, may our science be forever young!"

All the guests stood up to pay tribute.

Applause resounded through the Stockholm Concert Hall again.

and enduring...

...

After the awards ceremony.

According to the usual practice, all the winners and guests invited to the ceremony will move to the Blue Room of Stockholm City Hall to attend the famous Nobel Dinner.

Looking at the brick-red building by the lake, Lu Zhou, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly said, "Actually, I wanted to ask you the last time I came here."

Academician Staffan said kindly, "What do you want to ask? Maybe I can answer it for you."

Lu Zhou looked around and said casually, "Why is this place called the Blue Hall? I don't feel that there is any place here that looks bluer."

Hearing this question, Academician Staffan smiled and said in a humorous tone: "Many people have asked me this question. It is said that the designer of the city hall originally planned to paint it blue in order to set off Lake Mälaren. The lake view, but after it was finally built, everyone found that the red bricks looked more solemn."

Lu Zhou teased: "That is to say, the Blue Hall is not yet finished?"

Academician Staffan said with a smile: "From the perspective of design drawings, it is theoretically so."

"Completed" or not, the Nobel Prize has been hosted here for over a century. Not only people in academia are full of interest in this ritual, which can be called an ancient one in academia, but also people outside academia.

Thousands of people write to the Nobel Prize Foundation every year, applying to be eligible to attend the gala, even though the odds of being drawn are no different than winning the first prize in the lottery.

Taking a seat under the reception of the organizer, Lu Zhou glanced around the blue hall.

I saw crowds of people moving between rows of long tables, even more crowded than the scene of the report meeting.

If there is any difference between it and the Crawford Awards Ceremony, it is probably crowded.

Thirteen hundred people dined at the same time, and when all the guests were seated, everyone was almost shoulder to shoulder. It is said that the width of the per capita dining space here is only 40 cm, but Lu Zhou feels that the real situation may be more serious than imagined.

Soon enough, the first course arrived, a bottle of red wine with no label.

After opening the cork, the dense air bubbles are stretched like a string of thin threads, extending from the bottom of the bottle to the mouth of the bottle, so long that it seems to be able to bubble forever. In addition to the elegant floral and fruity aromas, there is also an aroma of toasted oak barrels in the bouquet.

Poured a glass for Lu Zhou and himself, and Academician Staffan introduced with a smile, "Furney, the French premium small farm champagne, which is characterized by sweetness and sweetness. In order to satisfy more than a thousand people For the supply, the Nobel Foundation specially signed a manor.”

Looking at the clear wine, Lu Zhou smiled: "You guys really know how to enjoy it."

"It's not just for enjoyment, but also for respect," Academician Staffan raised his glass with a smile, "Cheers."

Lu Zhou clinked glasses with him: "Cheers!"

As described by Academician Staffan, the wine in the throat is extraordinarily sweet and has endless aftertaste.

Perhaps, this is the taste of victory?

...

The atmosphere in the Blue Hall is in full swing, and the outside of the Blue Hall is no different.

Although it was getting dark early in northern Europe, it was far from bedtime.

Many local citizens in Stockholm will subconsciously walk to the shore of Lake Mälaren when they are walking, and look up at the red brick building from afar.

There are also local overseas Chinese and overseas students.

If you want to say who is happier than Lu Zhou and his family, then it is undoubtedly the local Chinese community.

Excluding those extremes, for most people who live in a foreign country, no one can empathize with the achievements of their compatriots more than they do.

As early as October, when the Nobel Chemistry Prize Committee announced the list of chemistry prizes, overseas Chinese in Stockholm held a celebration.

But now it seems that the grand occasion at that time was just a preview of today.

Because the people gathered here today are much larger than that day.

Holding red lanterns in their hands, they stood outside the Stockholm City Hall, and stood in a dense mass along the street.

Out of curiosity, many local citizens also joined in.

From a distance, it looks like a parade and a festival.

Naturally, this scene could not escape the eyes of the reporters.

Pointing the camera at the crowd gathered outside the Stockholm City Hall, the young lady reporter of CTV faced the camera and said in an enthusiastic voice.

"On the night of the Nobel Prize presentation, many local people, Chinese and overseas Chinese, and students from China gathered outside the Stockholm City Hall. They held red lanterns in their hands. Lu Zhou sends his warmest and most sincere wishes."

"Let's interview them and see how they feel at this moment!"

As she spoke, she caught a passerby who looked younger and had a Chinese face, and asked in a nice voice.

"Hello, sir, are you an international student?"

The little brother in the down jacket nodded: "Yes."

"December 10 in previous years, is this place always so lively?"

The international student brother: "It depends on the situation. It is very lively outside the Stockholm City Hall at this time of year, but this year is particularly lively."

The reporter asked with a smile, "How do you feel about Professor Lu Zhou winning the Nobel Prize?"

The little brother smiled heartily: "Well, my biggest feeling is that after seeing Professor Lu, I finally understand the distance between myself and the Nobel Prize."

The reporter had an embarrassed yet polite smile on his face.

Nonsense, what do you need to say?

Habitually skinned a bit.

The little brother coughed lightly, straightened his face, and continued.

"Of course, apart from these, what touched me the most was that I saw the progress and development of Huaguo's academic circle from him."

"Talents in the new era are growing, and there may still be some shortages, but in time, I believe that not only Professor Lu, but also more scholars from China will come to this international stage to make our own voices !"