It has come to this point, then we can only take one step at a time. Yang Fan muttered in his heart, if the other party is holding back and wants to yin himself, then it's a big deal to quit, anyway, he has already offended the other party, and it won't be bad for this time.

Moreover, in his opinion, this is not an opportunity, a chance to get the show smoothly.

Now here on the Literature and Art Channel, although Director Qi is making the decision, the show has not come up for a long time, which means that someone is dragging his back legs.

Yang Fan wants to give it a try, and he wants to have a higher reputation in this more professional industry.

After half an hour's work, the staff on that side came over. A document express, after Yang Fan opened it, there were relevant participation certificates and some precautions and requirements.

Before he could look at these things, Director Qi strode in, still holding a pile of things in his hand.

After walking in, he put the pile of things on the table, looked at Yang Fan deeply, and then said: "This is the ticket for the painting competition the day after tomorrow, everyone will take it later, after all, our little teacher Yang is going to participate in the competition, and everyone can be a cheerleader or something like that." ”

"Director Qi, you are really thoughtful!" Xiao Li drew a ticket from above, he wanted to support Yang Fan well, even if it was to atone for his sins.

Everyone divided the tickets almost, but saw that Yang Fan's hand was empty, Qilu obviously noticed this, so he explained: "Teacher Yang's participation card can be used as a ticket, right?"

Yang Fan nodded, and several colleagues gathered around and began a heated discussion.

"You say, are we going to gather Mr. Yang Fan's fans together, buy a glow stick or something, and wave it when the time comes!" Xiao Li came up with an idea.

"I think there is a spectrum in this matter, but isn't it too shabby to just take the fluorescent dream? Let's have that LED brand, it looks quite tall. Liu Guang thought for a while and also suggested.

"But, isn't this too expensive?" Xiao Li's face showed bitterness, but he was blocked back by Liu Guang's eyes.

Alas, I have to bear the trouble I have to bear even if I spend money.

As for Brother Ji, Yang Fan thought he was working, because he heard the sound of keyboard tapping, but when he passed his head, he found that this guy was fighting under his Weibo.

Looking at this group of people chattering there and doing nothing, Yang Fan felt that they were really too idle.

Wednesday, at the entrance of Gudu University.

Yang Fan stretched his waist, breathed in the fresh air, and felt very comfortable. Today's sunshine is good, and it finally brings a touch of warmth to this cold winter.

This time, the drawing contest was held in the auditorium of Gudu University, so these students and teachers took advantage of it and could enjoy the grand occasion for free.

As for the rest, apart from the relevant judges and staff, as well as the contestants, there were only security guards with batons on their backs, patrolling back and forth.

This painting competition, the specifications are still relatively high, at least for the ancient city, it has not been encountered for a long time.

Yang Fan looked at the staff in front of him, holding a metal detector, and swept it on the enterprising person, while the person next to him took out a small purple light and checked the ticket.

Yang Fan took the participation card and lined up at the back of the team, there were quite a lot of people in front, and Yang Fan waited for several minutes before arranging.

"Hello sir, where's your ticket?" said a staff member wearing a red armband, and his voice was full of energy.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook the participation card around his neck, and said with some grievances: "I'm not an audience, I'm here to participate in the competition, this is my participation card!"

As he spoke, he took off the participation card from his neck and handed it to the other party.

The other party took the participation card, looked left and right, and his face, which was originally a little sorry, suddenly flashed a cold color.

He slapped the participation card on Yang Fan's body, and said in a somewhat unkind tone: "Sir, please respect my work and don't make such jokes, okay?"

"Ah!" Yang Fan was stunned, what did this person say.

"What am I kidding, this is my participation card, it was your staff who called me yesterday, and you also sent the participation card. Yang Fan said very seriously, and the staff member was also a little confused, so he gave the person behind him a look and asked him to go first.

Then he dragged Yang Fan aside, took out his mobile phone and made a call, and after a while, a staff member trotted all the way over.

"Xiaoyun, you show this person, he said that he was a contestant and came to participate in this painting competition, but the chapter on his entry card should not be true!"

"Ah, okay!" Xiao Yun nodded, then turned around and glanced at Yang Fan, "Sir, may I ask what is your name?"

Yang Fan was a little helpless, "My name is Yang Fan, Yang Guo's Yang, the sail of the sailboat." ”

"Wait, we'll check it for you!" he said, he took out a pink notebook from the computer bag he was carrying, put it on the table next to him, clicked on a web page, and began to check it.

After checking for a long time, the man turned his head and said with some confusion: "This ...... Sir, do you want to make sure again! We don't have your name on our side!"

"Ah, you're not kidding, are you?" Yang Fan's face changed suddenly, as for the two staff members, seeing Yang Fan like this, one of them was a little unhappy, and was about to educate Yang Fan a few words, but was dragged away by the staff member called Xiaoyun.

Yang Fan stood in the crowd, looking a little out of place. He was very uncomfortable in his heart, and everyone could see that this was obviously a big conspiracy.

He even didn't hesitate to think with the greatest bad intentions, these people deliberately let out rumors, saying that they would participate, and then one thing in front of them, one thing behind their backs, and they did tricks on the participation card, not allowing themselves to enter, and then spread it on the Internet, and they didn't dare to compete, and they could stink themselves when they were deserters or something.

This kind of method is too indiscriminate, these guys who claim to be literati actually do such inferior methods, which makes Yang Fan look down on them a little.

At around 7:50 in the morning, the crowd in line gradually decreased, and some college students, holding their student IDs, went inside one by one in the order of the class.

This is already the last batch, and at this time, Yang Fan heard someone behind him yelling at him, so he turned his head and saw Qilu and Liu Guang, walking towards him.

"Uh, I'm so touched Teacher Xiao Yang, you've been waiting here for a long time, waiting for us to come. Xiao Li said very exaggeratedly.

Yang Fan pursed his lips, "What, I can't get in, it seems to say that there is something wrong with the participation card, and it has been almost an hour since I came, and it seems that I don't care about it over there." ”

"Ah, how can this be?" Brother Ji's face suddenly became angry, they are people in this circle, and they don't have to think about it to know what these guys are fighting about.

Liu Guang also said angrily: "How can they be like this, this is too shameless, right?"

Although they have not known Yang Fan for a few days, through these days, everyone knows what kind of person Yang Fan is. Similarly, when Yang Fan was in the ancient capital radio, he participated in the New Year's Day party and offended a large number of people headed by the director-general, and I heard that the director-general was still a relative of the president.

They obviously didn't expect that the Ancient Capital Writers' Association would do such a ridiculous thing and get people stuck outside, this kind of behavior has broken through the bottom line.

Originally, in their opinion, even if these people wanted to play tricks behind their backs, they always had to scruple about something, but they didn't expect to play such a hand directly, and they didn't want to be cheeky.

Everyone understands that this matter has caused a stir on the Internet. If it is rumored that Yang Fan did not go in at that time, even if Yang Fan clarifies under his Weibo, a large number of people will definitely not believe it.

"This group of guys is simply inferior to pigs and dogs!" Xiao Li has not been working for a few years, and his anger is still relatively heavy, so he can't help but scold him directly.

Qilu thought for a while, and then calmly said to Yang Fan: "That, do you still know the number of the person who called you yesterday?"

"Yesterday he called a landline, how could Mr. Xiao Yang know that number!" Liu Guang muttered.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, you must know that he has never forgotten, and when he answered the phone, he glanced at it.

The phone called, and there was a very noisy voice over there, probably still preparing for this event.

"Hello, is it the staff of the painting competition?" Yang Fan endured his anger and said politely.

"Ah, yes, I am, may I ask you for me?" the other man's voice was still sweet, but it was also a little anxious.

Yang Fan said this matter concisely, the person over there was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and told Yang Fan to wait there, she was a little busy now, and she would send someone to find him in a while.

But Yang Fan didn't know what the other party was thinking, after hanging up the phone, he looked at his colleagues, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Otherwise, you guys go in first, I'll just wait here by myself!"

"How's that going to work? We're here to cheer you on, and if you don't go in, it's no fun for us to go in. Xiao Li said solemnly.

Qi Lu's face gradually became gloomy, he took out the ticket from his trouser pocket, handed it to Yang Fan, and said coldly: "You don't pay attention to those guys first, it's important to compete, take my ticket and go in first." ”

Yang Fan hurriedly shirked it, although everyone said that everyone was here to see themselves, but people gave him face and came to cheer him on, how could he take someone else's ticket to enter?

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Yang Fan.

"Isn't this Mr. Xiao Yang?"

"Where, come, let me see!"

"Teacher Xiao Yang is also here, could it be that he is here to compete?"

The people who were talking behind him were all colleagues of Yang Fan in the literary frequency of the ancient capital radio station, and the leader was his old boss Sun Fatzi, Yang Fan walked over and said hello politely.

"Old leader!"

Sun Fatzi glanced at Yang Fan with a smile, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, "It's Xiao Yang, we haven't seen each other for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

"It's okay!"

Everyone greeted each other familiarly, Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he walked over and said in a low voice: "Brother Sun, when you came, did you take any extra tickets?"

"Ah! You don't have enough tickets? No, I've heard that the staff of the TV station can get one ticket for everyone, unlike us, which only has five tickets per frequency. ”

In recent years, the position of radio stations has dropped sharply, and the corresponding resources allocated have also decreased year by year.

Yang Fan sighed, and then explained what happened on his side, Sun Fatzi was angry at the time, but how to say that he was also a character who had been in this circle for a long time, and he still suppressed his anger, but looked at Yang Fan apologetically, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yang, we only have so many votes here, it's not enough." Or...... Can you get my ticket first?"

Sun Fatzi handed over his ticket, but Yang Fan didn't answer it, but he was still a little moved in his heart.

Everyone was deadlocked here, and Yang Fan did not accept everyone's gift tickets.

And at this time, Li Ming held his wife's hand, and just about to go in, he heard Yang Fan's voice, turned his head to look, and found that many old colleagues were there.

is now in Li Ming, but it is not Li Ming who was in the literary and artistic frequency at that time. Now, he has changed his shotgun and entered the Central Radio Station, and with his excellent kung fu and delicate tone, the "Tomb Robbery Notes" he broadcasts has faintly surpassed Yang Fan's version.

Moreover, because of the wide coverage of the central radio station and the audioization of tomb robbery notes, it has once again been effectively promoted, and the listening rate is naturally high.

A few days ago, because his work was really good, the leader gave him a few days off, and he took the time to come back to accompany his wife, who likes to paint, so he got a few tickets through the relationship.

"Teacher Xiao Yang. Li Ming's wife waved at Yang Fan.

Li Ming seemed to hear it, and took out a ticket from his trouser pocket, "It just so happens that my mother was going to come to see it, but the old man happened to be uncomfortable today, so give this ticket to Xiao Yang!"

As he spoke, as if he was afraid that Yang Fan would not believe it, he took out two more tickets from his pocket and shook them in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was relieved at this time, and everyone finally entered the auditorium without danger in the last time.