Finally, after nearly half an hour of anxious waiting, Sun Ning on the stage still took the lead in announcing the deadline for voting.

She also pretended to be smart and improved by a minute or two, but she didn't know that the technical team in the later stage was also relevant technicians from TV stations and radio stations, and she had long seen that the group of people in the association was unhappy.

The voting deadline, the relevant vote count takes 4~5 minutes, Zhou Zheng stepped forward in accordance with the requirements of the program, and said in a loud voice: "Taking advantage of the voting deadline for these four or five minutes, we will now review some of the competition poems from the competition to the present." ”

After that, in the stereo next to him, the special reciters began to recite the poems of the competition one by one.

Time passed quickly, and the relevant personnel took a red envelope and handed it over.

To tell the truth, they can't get used to these so-called writers' association leaders, who pretend to be like a wolf with a big tail, but none of the poems written by the anchor are good.

Zhou Zheng was very excited, and just wanted to reach out and take the envelope, but he didn't expect Sun Ning to take the first step and grab it.

Rubbing his hands stupidly, Zhou Zheng's face was a little ugly. But after all, it's a live broadcast, and it's not good for him to have any conflicts with his female partner.

Sun Ning looked a little excited, and on his face full of heavy makeup, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "I believe everyone already knows a lot about this game, so I don't know what the result is?"

After speaking, in front of everyone, he opened the envelope. But as soon as she opened it and glanced at it, she was stunned.

As if he was stuck, Zhou Zheng on the side was a little curious and leaned over.

I don't know if I don't see this, I was shocked when I saw it, and the expression on Zhou Zheng's face was also very intriguing.

These people at the bottom, seeing these two people like this, were a little commotion. I just don't know what kind of result it is that can make these two well-trained hosts so gaffe.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"It can't be Da Liu's poem, which reversed the situation all of a sudden, right?"

"How is it possible, Lao Xu's poems are not bad. Besides, he was the first to go up, and the number of votes must have been the largest. ”

"It's a pity, Yang Fan should have won the first, his song "Yuan Ri" is the most perfect. ”

A staff member from the technical department walked up, holding a tablet in his hand, clicked on it several times, and then said very mechanically: "This time the competition voting has been within the scope of fairness and justice, and our voting system has always been open to the public. If you have any questions about related aspects, you can consult our technical department, after the voting system, the information in it will also be announced to the public one after another, you can check it by yourself at that time. ”

It's all said and done, even if it's uneven, I can't say anything about this result.

He obviously came up to save the scene, because the two hosts on the stage are now in a cold sweat on their faces, and they can't carry out the next work at all.

The two hosts were invited by the relevant personnel, and the staff of the technical department took the report card and said with a mechanical face: "Next, I announce the results of the first New Year's Day party in the ancient city, the poetry part of the competition. ”

This kind of technology nerd is terrible, because what results are just a string of numbers in their eyes. There will be no emotional changes on their faces, and naturally they can't guess who is good and who is bad.

Yang Fan squinted at the stage, but he was full of emotion in his heart.

Sun Fatzi and Liu Yan beside him also looked at the thin technician with blank eyes, and the paper in his hand.

Compared with them, the group of people in the Writers' Association are like a light and breezy frame, in their opinion, this matter has already fallen to the dust, even if Yang Fan is against the sky, at most it can be worthy of entering the top 10, and the impact on them is almost minimal.

A slightly hoarse voice rang out, and the technicians began to announce their rankings.

"Tenth place, Sister Rabbit, work, "Lotus Girl", 13,869 votes. ”

The 10th place record has just ended, and in the Writers' Association, someone politely smiled at Sister Rabbit: "Teacher Rabbit is amazing, you can get such a good ranking for a writer of children's stories, it's really impressive!"

Sister Rabbit smiled sweetly, "Thanks to the fans, I just wrote blindly, I didn't expect to have such good results." ”

While she was talking, she didn't know if it was intentional, but she actually glanced at Yang Fan in the audience.

The technician continued: "The ninth place, Yun Lu, the work "Greeting New Year's Day", received 14,362 votes. ”

This person is also a young poet in the Writers' Association, and after getting this achievement, the friends next to him also praised two sentences. But he himself seems to be a little dissatisfied with this result, but he is a little lacking in interest.

Then, the rankings gradually rose, and the names of poets were read, and these people, without exception, belonged to the writers' association.

Now I have fun watching it, I thought that Yang Fan could at least enter the top 10, but I didn't expect that this was just a luxury.

……

"Fifth place, Li Tianyi, "Shangyuanqing", the number of votes, 21,456 votes!"

Fourth place, Liu Yuanzhang, "New Year, New Year's Day", 28,236 votes. ”

The record is here, and the rankings behind it have been read, and the people of Yishui's Writers Association don't even have a netizen or amateur. Similarly, there is no place for Yang Fan's ancient poem.

"I'm going, why do you suddenly feel so nervous, who are the top three, hurry up and say it all at once!"

"You shouldn't have to let these high-tech people go up and announce their rankings, you look at his dead fish-like eyes, it makes me want to go up and slap him a few times. ”

"But then again, Yang Fan is really a pity, I actually think that the poems he wrote are better. ”

"Who says it's not, but there is indeed too much difference in time, even if someone votes for him, it is impossible to increase so much at once, and there is no way to do it. ”

"Hey, tell me, if Mr. Yang goes against the sky, will he reach the third place, I think there are some opportunities, right?"

"You don't have to daydream, people have nearly two hours of voting time, he has less than half an hour, how can he rush to the top three, to be honest, to be in the top 10, he is already Amitabha. Even if you don't make it, that's just to be expected. ”

"It's really a grievance for Teacher Yang Fan, these people in the Writers' Association are really shameless, they are really in vain to be readers!"

The crowd in the audience had a frantic discussion, and in the midst of their discussion, the staff began to announce the top three.

"Third place, Yan Gu, the work "Sui Yuan", the number of votes ...... 32215 votes. ”

Yes!

This ancient predecessor is only the third?

This is also incredible, because in everyone's minds, in addition to Yang Fan, an outlier, the only one who can compete with Xu Tailai for the first place is this person's poems.

Even when Liu Yuanzhang, the young poetry champion just now, only won the fourth place, everyone's reaction was not so strong.

In the corner of the venue, in the literary frequency seat, the little girl looked at the stage angrily, and said a little anxiously: "Why don't you have my brother Yang's name, it's impossible!"

Li Ming said with a smile: "In just half an hour, you must not even be in the top 10, so you don't waste your efforts, it's a pure waste of time." ”

"This is too nonsense, I don't believe it, their votes must have moisture, the poem "Yuan Ri", I think there is no difference between it and those ancient poems that have been handed down through the ages, why didn't you even get the top 10, I don't believe it. ”

Sister Zhang looked very angry, she was indeed upset about Yang Fan, and even said that she suspected that the whole thing might have been premeditated.

"There's no play, it's really no play, it seems that this time our literary frequency is embarrassing!"

"This can't be blamed on Xiao Yang, who made the group of people in the Writers' Association too shameless, and the time is indeed too anxious, if you give a few more minutes, maybe you can rush into the top 10. ”

Everyone is very sorry that they can't accept this result, because this is indeed a very good poem.

However, when the staff in the center of the stage continued to read the second place, the whole venue seemed to be crushed by a thousand pounds of boulders, and everyone seemed to be at the bottom of the deep sea, with very funny expressions!

Second place, Xu Tailai, work, "Celebrating New Year's Day, Feeling", received 46,321 votes. ”

It can't be a joke, right?

Isn't this a bit of a joke?

The whole stage was already boiling, and to be honest, everyone didn't expect this result, except for Yang Fan himself.

Xu Tailai looked at the stage with an incredible look, and on the big screen, his name, works and votes were clearly written on it.

All of a sudden, these people in the Writers' Association suddenly felt a chill in their backs, and a terrifying speculation suddenly filled their brains.

Everyone has a question in their minds, who is the champion of this poetry competition?

Champion, isn't it Xu Tailai?

The technician looked at the name on the top, and a look appeared on his stiff face, he still knew this person, of course, not relying on novels and stories, purely because he admired Yang Fan's game level.

After being stunned for a moment, he announced: "This New Year's Day party, the first place in the poetry competition, is...... Yang Fan, Teacher Yang!"

When this sentence was spoken, the group of people below was like rice grains in a pressure cooker, suddenly got air, and suddenly swelled rapidly.

They really didn't expect that under such circumstances, Yang Fan would complete the Jedi counterattack and win the first place in this competition.

But the shock doesn't stop there!

When he announced Yang Fan's votes, everyone's shock reached *.

"The work, "Yuan Ri", the number of votes, 283467!"

Twenty-eight...... Ten thousand?

This is too scary, isn't it, are you going to eat the sky with this vote?

Even if they knew that Yang Fan won the game strongly, but for such a number of votes against the sky, everyone's hearts were sluggish.

As for the people in the Writers' Association, they were completely scorched by thunder at this time, and although they were holding their breath in their hearts, they couldn't speak at all.

They really have nothing to say, they thought that although they couldn't beat Yang Fan in terms of the quality of their works, they could at least overpower him in terms of votes, and they could save some face.

At the beginning, they were also thinking about whether Yang Fan could get the top 10 or so, and they were really worried in their hearts.

But when the ranking was read out to the top 5, their hearts had slowly let go, because according to normal logic, even if it was a good poem, it had to maintain a certain growth rate.

It's not that you don't need money, you think you want to grow, just brush it up.

Their hearts are like going through a roller coaster, and they thought that they were sure of nine out of ten, but suddenly a Yang Fan appeared.

thought that they could easily take down Yang Fan, maintain their authority, and prove their strength.

Unexpectedly, I was slapped again.

And now, even if he just wants to be able to suppress Yang Fan in terms of votes, such a one, the idea of being nine out of ten is safe, but I didn't expect it to end in failure.

They are bitter in their hearts, how can they say that they are also celebrities, is it easy?

Yang Fan, this guy is simply not human, he is too perverted!