No one thought that

Zhuang Yan, who originally seemed to have no chance of winning,

actually reversed the situation with a song "Will Enter the Wine".

Even Chen Jie couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart,

After the shock,

It wasn't until he realized that he remembered the incident.

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and sneaked a glance in the direction of Cui Cailiang,

A horizontal heart,

In the last session,

raised a question about Zhuang Yan,

"Are you sure you wrote all these poems?"

Wow----

As soon as these words came out,

The audience was in an uproar.

"What does Old Chen mean by this?"

"me, why do I feel like there's a big drama going on?"

"Listen to this, does the judge mean Zhuang Yan plagiarism.....? Shouldn't it?"

"I also think that this is the scene of the poetry conference, how easy is it to plagiarize? And under the nose of Chairman Cui, it is logically impossible, right?"

"What's impossible? Don't forget, this is the new instructor of the poetry conference, Chen Jie, Chen Lao, will Chen Lao still slander him as a yellow-haired child?"

"It seems that there is some truth in saying this! No matter what Chen Lao said, he can be regarded as a little famous, and there is really no reason to slander Zhuang Yan. ”

"Wouldn't it......?

There was a lot of discussion in the audience,

In less than a few minutes,

Several versions have been pressed.

Several people on the stage also changed their expressions,

Cui Cailiang pulled down his face,

"What are you talking about?"

This time, Cui Cai's conscience remained skeptical of Chen Jie's words.

Chen Jie's heart trembled when he heard President Cui's voice,

Then he tried to calm down again.

The words have been spoken, and it is like an arrow on the string, and it has to be sent!

"President Cui, it's really not my offense!"

"This doubt has been in my heart since the first round!"

"At the beginning, Zhuang Yan's song "Qingming" was really a masterpiece! At first, I was deeply amazed like everyone else!"

"However, I always feel that this Qingming poem, whether in terms of lyrics or techniques, always gives me a sense of déjà vu. ”

"Originally, I thought it was just a coincidence, knowing that Fang Cai's poem "Will Enter the Wine"! A good sentence is born to be useful! It is also this round of poetry that makes me conclude that this poem is definitely not written by Zhuang Yan!"

Chen Jie said that this stopped,

Everybody is listening,

Suddenly there was no sound,

An audience member shouted,

"How do you prove that Zhuang Yan's poem is plagiarized?"

Chen Jie sneered on his face,

"Because this poem was written by an old friend of mine!"

Rumble!

The hundreds of people in the audience and the millions of people in front of the TV were stunned by this sentence.

"What... Lao Chen, this is not false!"

A slightly younger-looking judge sitting next to Chen Jie said with a look of surprise.

"Lao Li, this matter is indeed very important, if I don't say it, I will be ashamed of my conscience!"

"This poem "Will Enter the Wine" and "Qingming", I was fortunate enough to see it in the personal poetry collection of my old friend!"

"And it was years ago!"

Wow!

At this moment,

As soon as these words came out, the scale in everyone's hearts began to change.

As I said before,

Chen Jie is a well-known predecessor in everyone's cognition,

There is really no reason to frame Zhuang Yan.

And

Everyone present has really never seen anyone like Zhuang Yan,

Writing poetry is like talking in a dream,

You can blurt it out without even thinking about it,

Now I see Chen Jie saying this,

Thinking back to the speed of Zhuang Yan's poetry,

The audience is already halfway convinced.

"Phew, I'll just say! How could this Zhuang Yan make such a superb poem!"

"This ..... It doesn't seem like Chen Lao is telling a lie! Could it be that Zhuang Yan is really plagiarizing?"

"Tut-tut! Sure enough, people can't look good! Brothers, wake up! Where are there so many geniuses in this world?"

"I didn't expect it! Just now, I thought that these poems made by Zhuang Yan were simply amazing, but now it seems that they are just plagiarizing the results of others!"

"How can such a person deserve to stand on the stage of the poetry conference? Get down! Get down!"

"Get out of here!!"

The emotions of the audience were high,

Everyone clamored for Zhuang Yan to get down.

Zhuang Yan standing on the stage,

At this time, I have put away the strength of the hanger,

Straighten your face.

This old man with glasses!

It's just nonsense!

A few clusters of anger flashed in Zhuang Yan's eyes,

This is the second time he has been pushed to the position of "plagiarism" after his rebirth.

Zhuang Yan was already angry in his heart,

His uncle's,

He can't stand such a villain who is made up and framed the most in his life!

"Huh!"

Just when the shouting and scolding of the crowd intensified,

The expression on Zhuang Yan's face changed,

"If you can't show evidence, how can you prove that your words are true?"

"Also, Chen Jie, right? I remember that I have no grievances with you, why did you frame me in front of the national audience?"

Cui Cailiang pondered for a while,

He also raised his eyes and said,

"Yes, Lao Chen, from ancient times to the present in our poetry circle, humiliating people and clearing their names is more important than killing people and setting fires! In this case, you can't talk nonsense without evidence!"

The president of the Poetry Association spoke,

Everyone's eyes turned to Chen Jie again,

Everyone wondered if he would be able to produce evidence.

However, at this time,

Imperial Capital,

Shen Zike left the mansion of Yongshi Entertainment,

Jock happened to be nearby,

He drove over to help Shen Zike move something.

Shen Zike, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was holding his mobile phone and watching the live broadcast of the poetry conference.

When I saw that the scene began to get a little chaotic,

The face couldn't help but be full of worry,

"Damn! Chen Jie, this old immortal bastard! Which eye did he see Zhuang Yan plagiarizing? Lao Tzu bought two hundred boxes of rotten eggs tomorrow and hired someone to smash them at his door!"

Jock also listened to the live broadcast with his ears pricked up,

I couldn't help but scold.

"You know him?"

Shen Zike asked out loud.

Jock snorted coldly from his nostrils,

"Hmph, this old guy is very dog-legged! At the beginning, he wanted to beg my father to sell him a favor, but he dragged his dog-leg back and forth to the Haicheng Imperial Capital for more than two months! And don't look at this guy's righteous words on his face at this time, 80% of him is just making up nonsense! Spread rumors!"

Both of them unconditionally chose to believe in Zhuang Yan in their hearts.

"If there is any evidence, it can only be proved by my old friend's personal poetry collection! But my old friend is idle and likes to travel all over the world, even if I can't contact him for a while!"

"However, I have a witness!"

When he said this,

Chen Jie's face was a little more determined,

But secretly the palms are clenched,

The palms of his hands are sweaty.

Someone in the audience said,

"Wouldn't it? Zhuang Yan really plagiarized? Then he would just finish the game!"

"If he is really plagiarized today, let alone the poetry circle in the future, he probably won't be able to get along in the entertainment industry!"