The First Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Six Chapters Go Down in History! Contribution Fees From Major Publishing Houses at Home and Abroad

hate it!

This is really hate!

A group of archaeologists and history experts who specialize in the study of 200 years of modern times felt extremely uncomfortable, as if their hearts were being pierced by 10,000 needles.

I just hate myself why I didn't get the news in advance, why they didn't go to the Nobel Prize awarding scene in advance, otherwise they would be able to see that picture...

Hurry up, go to O Continent right now, and you can't stop for a moment!

There was no sound at the scene, and a pair of eyes stared at Bai Chuwei stupidly, and stopped, and all the voices questioning whether Bai Chuwei was Mr. Bai disappeared.

The organizing committee let out a deep breath, showed a smile to Bai Chuwei, and awarded Bai Chuwei the last Nobel Prize medal for literature award tonight, along with the medal representing the high prize.

Tonight, destined to go down in history.

Bai Chuwei won three Nobel Prizes overnight!

Unprecedented, unprecedented!

Bai Chuwei bent the corners of her lips and walked down the stage with her own things. Her calm and composed look made people feel like nothing happened.

She, she just came here to receive a Nobel Prize.

Really, just by the way.

This may be just a small episode. After receiving the award, Bai Chuwei went directly back to Duan Xueqin and his wife's home in O Continent.

Duan Xueqin was busy replying to invitations from all over the world, but she was too busy to entertain Bai Chuwei.

Of course, Bai Chuwei didn't care about this at all. Just after returning to the room, she saw a white-haired little Zhengtai typing on the keyboard quickly.

Xueqiu insisted on following him, saying that he wanted to let the ancestor's ex-pet to see how handsome he looked after his transformation!

In this regard, Bai Chuwei did not point out, Wuming should be the first person to see the appearance of the snowball after the transformation.

And... the ancestors didn't want to hit the snowballs, and the nameless face would never lose the face of the fox clan, and directly raise the average appearance level of the fox clan.

When Xueqiu heard the sound, she instantly turned her head to look at Bai Chuwei, and said in surprise, "Old Ancestor, the prize money of the three Nobel Prizes has been credited to your account!"

All the properties of the ancestors were taken care of by Snowball.

Bai Chuwei nodded unsurprisingly when she heard the words, as she should.

Three Nobel Prizes, adding up to more than 24 million soft sister coins, are just a drop in the bucket for her. The most important thing is not the prize, but the prize!

"Wait, wait a moment?" Xueqiu suddenly stretched his neck, his blue eyes stared at the computer screen, and a look of astonishment appeared, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly have so much money???"

"Fuck, what's the situation—??!" Xueqiu suddenly held the computer and couldn't help but utter a foul language.

On the financial page of the computer, all kinds of incoming account information popped up frantically, so much that it almost crashed, making people dazzled!

The point is, the amount of each incoming information is still different, there are more or less!

This is a provocation, an unprovoked provocation.

Snowball is furious, is he infected with the virus?

Which mentally retarded hacker dared to attack his Uncle Snowball's computer? Looking for death?

It's just that his level is not good. Isn't there still an ancestor?

Dare to hack the old ancestor's computer? Think about the consequences?

Bai Chuwei glanced at her with a half-smile on her face, reminding Xueqiu, "Look more clearly."

Xueqiu took a closer look and blurted out in shock:

"This, this is sent by major publishing houses at home and abroad... manuscript fees???"

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