Just two points short is a perfect score!

And the two points deducted were still deducted by Liang Feifei!

It's terrifying!

"Please ......" the host swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suppressed his shock, "The three specially invited judges and teachers will briefly comment on this poem. ”

Ma Yunlong stood up as calmly as possible, but almost knocked the microphone down when he was about to turn on the microphone: "I want to ...... I'm not qualified enough to comment on this song. ”

"Wow-"

The audience and readers and judges had a lot of discussions.

The invited judge said that he was not qualified enough? Doesn't this mean that Yu Xian's poetic attainments far surpass him?

"Ahem, this poem is too angry." Liang Feifei's tone was very unconfident, causing everyone to boo.

"Disrespectful and demeaning historical figures! 8 points! Liang Feifei picks bones in raw eggs, and he is weak in what he says.

Hearing this comment, Yu Xian was shocked! Fortunately, Grandpa Mao in this world did not write this poem, otherwise, Liang Feifei's words would definitely be enough to make him "evaporate from the world".

"Hmph." Yu Huizhen snorted coldly and stood up proudly.

She bowed slightly to Yu Xian: "This song "Qinyuan Spring Snow" is magnificent, swallowing mountains and rivers, and can be called a masterpiece of the world. ”

is simply a few comments, compared with the large comments of "Farewell to Kangqiao", the number of comments obtained by "Qinyuan Spring and Snow" is too few and too few, but every word of its comments points to the peak and pushes to the highest position.

……

In a trance, more than half an hour passed.

The host loudly announced the total scores of the ten contestants: "The total score of the first player is 213 points, the total score of the second player is 243 points, and the total score of the third player is 280 points...... The No. 9 player has a total score of 251 points, and the No. 10 player has 230 points. ”

"The champion of this 'Yilin Poetry Invitational Competition' is the No. 3 contestant! Please ask the No. 3 player to come forward to receive the award. The host solemnly announced, and a hostess in a dress walked to the center of the stage with a plastic trophy engraved with the "Champion of the Yilin Poetry Invitational Competition".

Instead of feeling excited, Yu Xian, who heard the news of the award, frowned, shook his head helplessly, got up and walked to the center of the stage step by step.

The other Nine Lives contestants, the audience, and the reader jury all looked at him with admiration.

From being behind the last place to the first place, from being 45 points behind the first place to surpassing the second place by 29 points, what everyone present could not think of was done by the teenager in front of him!

"No. 3 player, you won the championship of this 'Yilin Poetry Invitational Competition', do you have anything to say?" The host pointed the microphone at Yu Xian's mouth.

Yu Xian took the microphone from the host's hand with a smile: "First of all, I don't call 'No. 3 player', my name is Yu Xian." ”

Yu Xian's remark is quite ironic.

Champion? The championship is just a small supporting role in this farcical competition.

Otherwise, what is the number three player called?

This is the competition that "Yilin" magazine wants to promote itself and pull out a gimmick by the way!

What are 10 contestants? Sitting furthest away from the camera, he can't even recite the poems he has created.

There is not even a microphone, there is no free speech! For a background that can write poetry?

"Or call my stage name: Salted Fish Brother, pen name: I'm really a big salted fish. Writing poetry is just a hobby of mine. Yu Xian said indifferently.

"What is the boy talking about?"

"Really?"

"What is he trying to convey by saying so many names?"

……

Most of the audience at the scene looked confused.

And the funny fish live broadcast here.

"Salted Fish Brother 666!" Salted Fish House' is here! Cheer for Salted Fish! ”

"Salted fish go out, salt for all beings!"

"Salted fish is mighty and majestic, thousands of generations, and dominates the country!"

"Holy? What is the origin of this Yu Xian, so many fans? ”

"A thousand degrees to go and see ......"

……

"Mr. Yu Xian, testimonials, testimonials!" The host reminded in a low voice next to him.

Yu Xian bowed slightly: "I am very fortunate that I was able to participate in this 'Yilin Poetry Invitational Competition' and won the championship of the competition." ”

Hearing this, the host nodded silently.

"Although I was only a backdrop to the other Nine Lives contestants, if I wasn't on stage, I would still be the 'No. 3 contestant.'"

"Well said!"

"This young man is sensible!"

"If you lose to him, I'm convinced!"

- The other nine contestants praised and sighed silently.

"This ......" Yu Xian's tone suddenly changed, and the host became a little nervous.

"But, having said that, I still want to thank everyone. I would like to thank Yilin Magazine for inviting me here, the audience, the reader jury for their hard work, and the three guest judges for their wonderful comments. Special thanks to Mr. Liang Feifei for his words with great personality. ”

The host slowly lowered the hand he had just raised, giving up the idea of interrupting Yu Xian.

However, the audience suddenly became noisy.

The nine contestants all glared at Yu Xian in shock.

"What is this kid talking about? What is he trying to express? ”

"Is this the nursery of Yilin magazine? Why did the tone change instantly? ”

"Huh! I thought he was a good man! Spare for a long time or the villain with the trend of inflammation! ”

"That's it! What a shame to lose to such people! ”

……

The readers, the jury and the audience were suspicious and angry.

"It's understandable to thank us, but what does it mean to thank Teacher Liang Feifei in particular? This scum is worthy of gratitude? ”

"How do I feel like he's talking the opposite?"

"Talking back? Is that also scolding us? ”

"Hehe, it's really blind to give him a score!"

"What kind of bullshit testimonial? It's better not to say it! ”

……

On the side of the live broadcast of Funny Fish, the people from Salted Fish Mansion were silent, but other sailors were active.

"This is what you call Brother Salted Fish?"

"Like a pug, what kind of man is it?"

"Ahh Salted fish are stronger than him! ”

"You just said what 'Salted Fish Mansion' you just said, right? Let's take a look! Look at what's inside! ”

……

The QQ group "Salted Fish House" is also a mess.

"It's over, Brother Salted Fish's brain is pumping, and he is talking nonsense at the game site."

"What? No way? ”

"What are you lying to? Funny fish, some people want to spray us! ”

"Uh...... I said how did I just suddenly jump out of so many group applications. ”

"Don't add! That's a troll! ”

"It's not a problem to block them, who is going to persuade Brother Salted Fish?"

"Brother Salted Fish, he's still on the scene, and we can't contact him......"

"This sucks now!"

……

Yu Xian smiled indifferently and continued: "Since this is a poetry competition, let me end my testimonial with a poem. This poem was given to the magazine "Yilin", which held the competition and invited everyone to come, as well as to teacher Liang Feifei. ”