The audience in the audience was really speechless at Tang Zui's answer, they all looked at him with a smile and couldn't help shaking their heads, but in their hearts, they couldn't be disgusted at all by this young man who was very funny in their eyes. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

"You doll!" When Ji Lao heard Tang Zui's words, he couldn't help but laugh, pointed at his head with one finger, and said with a wry smile.

"Hehe, Mr. Tang is really humorous! However, what Ji Lao said is still very right, because the articles and poems you wrote are indeed very 'good', which I believe we can all see, and Mr. Tang, you are still so young, you are indeed the 'genius' in the mouth of Ji Lao." The host Sun Fan also 'interjected' at the right time.

The audience in the audience cheered when they heard this, and the applause and cheers were quite enthusiastic, because Sun Fan's words could be regarded as indirectly slapping the faces of the Zuoxie and others.

After hearing this, Tang Zui looked at Ji Lao, then looked at Sun Fan, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Teacher Sun, this 'genius' you are talking about is not a 'natural fool', right?" ”

"Uh..."

Sun Fan was stunned when he heard this, and everyone was also stunned!

"Genius"?

"Born stupid"?

"Hahaha!"

The whole auditorium burst into laughter, and everyone was amused by Tang Zui's humor, but Chen Bingsheng and others from the Writers' Association disdained this, and spoke coldly, with a look of dissatisfaction.

Chen Bingsheng: "Sensationalism, I really don't know why Ji Lao fell in love with someone like him!" ”

Zhang Xin echoed: "It's just that a guy who doesn't have any 'hair' can get such a high evaluation from Ji Lao, it's really shit luck!" ”

"That's right! It's shit luck! ”

...

The people of the Writers' Association were very unconvinced that Tang Zui could win Ji Lao's favor, although they didn't dare to have any complaints about Ji Lao, but this didn't mean that they would become friendly to Tang Zui, and now seeing Tang Zui first mocking them in the middle of the stage, and then talking and laughing with Ji Lao, how could they not be jealous?

Bearing?

Fart's bearing!

Literati have their own literati style!

Thinking that Chen Bingsheng, Zhang Xin and others are all "literati" who can be counted in Tianjing City, they naturally have their own style, that is:

Lao Tzu is not convinced!

You write well, so what?

Lao Tzu is also unconvinced!

Lao Tzu is a big man in the Tianjing Writers' Association!

Lao Tzu is official!

Lao Tzu is better than you!

Even if you have Ji Lao's support, Lao Tzu is not convinced!

Mom, Lao Tzu is a professional, you are an amateur, Lao Tzu is hanger than you!

You're not convinced!

You don't accept it and bite me! ...

This... It seems that it should be the "backbone" of Chen Bingsheng and others.

...

"Okay, my old man's words are almost done, so I won't delay everyone's time, and the poem will continue!" After Ji Lao said two more words, he handed the microphone in his hand to Zhang Meng, of course, before handing it to Zhang Meng, he did not forget to say the sentence that he should take for granted, but in the hearts of Zhang Meng and those who heard it, he turned up a huge moving "thank you".

After everyone watched Ji Lao slowly walk off the stage, Tang Zui was also about to leave the stage, but was stopped by Zhang Meng: "Teacher Tang, aren't you going to canvass for votes for this poem?" ”

Tang Zui heard this, thought for a while, and said: "No need, I believe that the eyes of the majority of netizens are bright, and they will make the right choice." ”

After finishing speaking, Tang Zui turned around and left, quite chic, which caused everyone to be surprised.

No canvassing?

Chen Bingsheng and others have canvassed, don't you use it?

Zhang Meng and Sun Fan glanced at each other, and they didn't understand what Tang Zui was thinking in his heart, but they didn't say anything more, after all, everyone else had spoken, didn't they?

But Chen Bingsheng, who was pretending to be talking to the young man next to him, breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart after hearing it, and secretly thought: "It seems that this time the poetry meeting, my first place is decided!" ”

There are two reasons: first, in his opinion, Tang Zui's poem is really well written, barely able to compete with him, if Tang Zui pulls votes, it will indeed cause him a lot of pressure, and after all, he is also the chairman of the First Writers Association, if he loses on this occasion, it will have a great impact on his reputation, and now Tang Zui has not done this;

The second is that his words are the first to be recited, which has an advantage in time, and the longer this time is extended, the more beneficial it will be for him.

But what about Tang drunk?

He didn't canvass for votes, and it's already half past one now, and it will be over in about twenty minutes, so this kind of time, not to mention that you don't canvass votes, even if you pull votes, what can you do?

Therefore, under the double insurance, Chen Bingsheng is now quite relaxed.

Most of the other people in the Writers' Association also have this idea.

But the audience in the audience was surprised, and then praised Tang Zui's behavior of not valuing fame and fortune.

And Tang Zui slowly walked off the stage under the attention of so many people.

Yes, he didn't go to sit with Chen Bingsheng and the others, of course, most of the audience was not curious about this situation, because they had expected this outcome for a long time.

Tang Zui walked off the stage, and when he passed by Ji Lao's side, he naturally didn't forget to stop and say hello to him, and then walked straight to the area where the Beijing broadcast colleague was located on the side.

Tang Zui had just walked to Dong Shanshan and the others, and before he could speak, he saw Liu Ting, Wang Yunqiang and others waving to him vigorously, and shouted from time to time:

Jiang Ying: "Teacher Tang, that's amazing! ”

Li Guoqiang: "Mr. Tang, your writing is really good!" ”

Liu Ting: "Teacher Tang, you are so awesome!" ”

Wang Yunqiang: "Teacher Tang, you are really 'awesome'!" ”

Dong Shanshan saw Tang drunk coming over, and said with a smile: "The words are well written, I didn't embarrass our literary broadcast, and the words are also well written, I want that picture!" ”

After everyone saw Tang Zui come back, they all looked at him excitedly, of course, Zhang Tingfeng and the other four were not like this, but Tang Zui also cared, found a vacant seat, sat down casually, looked at Chen Bingsheng and others on the stage with a serious blind comparison, and said what "writing poems should be focused, and you must know the rhythm of Pingqiu" and so on, after understanding, Tang Zui knew that this is the second link of the poetry club, but it is not the point.

"Tang drunk, why didn't you canvass just now?" Dong Shanshan couldn't help but ask curiously when she saw that Tang was drunk and looked at the number of votes ten minutes ago on the big screen.

Tang Zui retracted his gaze, sighed and said, "Hey! When I first started, I remembered the ballot, but then I didn't know why I forgot about it. Mistake! ”