Chapter 729 The Ultimate Triumvirate

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As the names drawn from the last bottle of "A" in the ninth round were announced, there was a neat uproar at the scene.

It's complicated.

The expression of the sweet potato teacher in the audience was so engraved.

Among them, there are relaxed and relieved, and there are regrets and unwillingness. Although he missed the championship, he was firmly in the top 10 and finished seventh, which is a good result.

For the sweet potato teacher, it was relieved, but for Deng Zheng, Xingchao teacher, and Xueliang teacher, it was suddenly nervous. Because the names of the three of them did not appear in the ninth round.

This also means that they have entered the opportunity to win the final championship and compete for the "champion", but it also means that the other two people outside the "champion" will inevitably fall out of the top ten!

In fact, the atmosphere of the scene has been frozen to an extreme.

Because there are only the last ten places left, and there are still 110 well-known writers who are qualified to compete for the power list but are not on the list.

Just like the graduate exam, the ratio of 1:11 or the ratio of the second examination, the cruelty of the competition can be imagined.

Especially the few bottles in the lower half of the zone will almost certainly face a fierce competition of one to ten, or even one to hundred!

Because there are not many people who are qualified to compete for the high ranks, for example, among the remaining 110 writers, those who are qualified to compete for the only remaining "first" in the "A" bottle and the only "thirteenth" in the "B" bottle are only three or five people.

The most sure ones are Teacher Xingchao, Teacher Xueliang and Deng Zheng. Rankings are in descending order.

The organizer was particularly cruel, the big screen in front of the stage, cut out three small screens, and kept broadcasting live to the three people.

At this juncture when it is expected to "win the championship", Mr. Rao is over sixty years old, and has served as the dean of the School of Literature of three universities, and Mr. Xueliang has also been in the position of chairman of the provincial writers' association for a long time.

After the Xingchao teacher was free, he had no distractions, from the previous semi-professional to the career path, most of his life of accumulation is so deep, and suddenly burst out of surging creativity and creative passion, specific to the ranking of the "power list", in recent years, it has been steadily climbing, the year before the seventh, the year before the sixth, last year to the second, this year is recognized as one of the popular candidates for several "champions"!

And with the ninth round of sweet potato teachers getting the "seventh", all the so-called champion candidates are favorites, and the results are all settled, and it can be said that all of them lost Maicheng. In the end, he was the only one left.

I hope there is a big drop!

Teacher Xingchao's face was full of red light, his wrinkled eyelids couldn't help beating, and he could barely hide his confidence and expectation through the camera.

In comparison, Teacher Xueliang is not so optimistic and promising, but there is obviously a hope that is greater than him, so some people suffer from gains and losses, his expression is stiff, and a layer of fine sweat is dripping on his forehead.

On the contrary, Deng Zheng is the most stable.

In fact, except for the four heroes of Fangzhu who came on stage tonight, he sat calmly almost the whole time, chatting with Tan Wei and Huanping from time to time, occasionally paying attention to the situation on stage, and he couldn't see the joy clearly.

When the camera cut to him, he was looking down and whispering to Tan Wei, or Huanping touched him with his arm, he noticed this, coughed, and sat upright, with a calm face and a smile in his eyes, like a "sage mode".

Rong Maoshi held his neck high, quietly looking at Deng Zheng on the main screen, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help himself.

I still remember when Deng Zheng first appeared on the power list a few years ago, ninety-nine, and was ridiculed in public by the writer Ye Village, although everyone hated each other at that time, but that day, also as a martial arts writer, he also felt the same way, very sad, drank a lot of wine, and sighed with his daughter, saying: Sweet potato teacher and other famous children's literature rely on the influence of the "power list" to bring children's literature into the mainstream literary world and gain a place, and the sweet potato teacher has been the first candidate on the "power list" for special reasons...... Unexpectedly, only a few years have passed, and the young man who was secretly despised by himself has reached the pinnacle of the Chinese language world and has become one of the few giant-level existences qualified to compete for the "champion"!

He thought to himself that his imagination was not bad, but even if he wanted to break his head, he would never have imagined that he would see such a day with his own eyes!

Even sitting in the scene at the moment, such a fact still made his head a little dizzy-

Regardless of whether he can get the "first" in the end, when he rushes to the camera at the end, Deng Zheng can be ranked with Xingchao and Xueliang, two masters in the Chinese literary world, and he is recognized to have this strength and qualification, and he will definitely not be wronged if he loses to him back then!

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In this case, the theatrical performance that originally wanted to be the finale has become a chicken rib of its own.

The performers were in a complicated mood and hurriedly did it twice, and after the end, Concubine Jiang's grandfather, the white-haired Confucian old man Jiang joined hands with Xiao Sheng, the "Empress of Literature and Art", to make a joint finale.

The final suspense is about to be revealed.

Because there is only this round of places left, and there is only one small white ball for each bottle, anyone who is called by name can be regarded as "earned", so this round of drawing and opening the list is not more low-key than most of the writers in the lower half of the previous celebrations, very reserved, and self-"decaying" At the beginning of the word bottle, the name of any writer was called, whether it was a female writer with a gentle temperament or a gray-haired old gentleman, they all jumped wildly to celebrate, jumped and jumped, shouting, as if the team they supported in the World Cup final scored a last-minute goal to win the championship!

At the same time, there were more regrets and disappointments that were not called, and there were more low, noisy curses, like missing a penalty that could have decided the outcome of the game......

Soon twenty minutes passed.

Old man Jiang and Xiao Sheng came to the "C" bottle together, the last three bottles, the main screen is directly divided into four parts, one part is given to Old Man Jiang's hand, and the remaining three live broadcast screens are aimed at Deng Zheng, Xueliang, and Xingchao.

Teacher Xingchao is confident and excited. Teacher Xueliang was nervous. Deng Zheng is calm and calm, unchanged for eternity.

Of course, it hasn't changed, it's already stiff.

He was also very nervous, if it was Tan Wei who grabbed his hand before, then now he is holding Tan Wei's hand in turn, or with both hands. Fortunately, Tan Wei was so nervous that she didn't know where she was, so she didn't dare to look at it at all, and directly put her head into Phantom Ping's arms, otherwise, she would definitely cry in pain, and her tender little hands were definitely full of red finger marks at the moment......

Phantom Ping is not much better, since the eighth round, her honey self-confidence has gradually been disintegrated, and now she only feels difficult to breathe and covered in sweat. If it weren't for Tan Wei's little rabbit curled up in her arms, she would have remembered to go to the bathroom.

Old man Jiang is over eighty years old, and he is in good spirits, but his physical strength is not very good, so the hand that took out the small white ball from the bottle, under the live broadcast camera, trembled, trembled, and really made everyone's hearts tremble......