This rule was set by Li Tingyu, after all, there is an audience in this competition. If you only let the big guy write a book below, the onlookers will definitely find it very boring.

Therefore, we must do something to liven up the atmosphere in the stadium and mobilize everyone's enthusiasm.

As soon as this rule was introduced, it caused a commotion among the audience.

They were worried that they wouldn't understand the contest before they came, but now they don't need to be literate to know what they've written.

After introducing the rules of the competition, Lu Shu then explained the rules of votes.

"The right to vote is divided into three parties, with 20 votes for each judge, 5 votes for each representative sent by the sponsoring merchants, 3 votes for each private room on the third floor, and one vote for every audience friend on the second floor, for a total of 200 votes. In the end, the person with the highest number of votes won the first place in this fandom. The top three will all get a chance to publish a book, as well as our 100 taels of silver prize. ”

The people on the second floor suddenly became excited, they didn't expect that they would be able to comment on these readers one day.

The readers in the audience were a little indignant, but they didn't dare to tear down the stage in public.

After all, today's judges are King Jing and Mu Qingzheng, the mountain chief of Qingsong Academy.

"If everyone thinks this story has touched you, raise a red card, if you think it doesn't work, then raise a red card, we will count on the spot, fair and just, and will never cheat." Midori Shu held up the black and red card in his hand and explained.

The big guys nodded their heads to show that they understood, and Lu Shu introduced the three big guys sitting in the judges' seat.

"This is Mr. Tong Ri, the original author of Dou Po Qiankun." Midori pointed to the masked man on the judges' bench.

Now even the contestants are not calm, and Mr. Tong Ri, whom they admire, actually came to the competition in person, but why is he wearing a mask

The people in the audience talked a lot, but Mr. Tong Ri on the stage didn't speak, just waved his hand at everyone, even if he said hello.

"This is today's judge, His Royal Highness King Jing. His Royal Highness King Jing doesn't need me to introduce him more. Midori winked at the contestants, and several men who couldn't hold on to their strength blushed.

King Jing on the judges' bench looked at the masked Mr. Tong Ri beside him.

He recognized at a glance that this person was not Li Tingyu, and he didn't see Li Tingyao's figure when he looked left and right, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

It seems that Li Tingyu will not come.

After all, such a big thing happened at home, and it was natural for her not to go out.

King Jing's thoughts gradually drifted away, and finally he was pulled back in Lu Shu's beautiful voice.

"King Jing Jing" Lu Shu looked at him with a smile, and he looked at everyone in confusion.

"Could you please say a few words to the contestants?" Seeing that King Jing didn't seem to hear what she said, Lu Shu hurriedly added.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy." King Jing said such a sentence and had no intention of continuing, and Lu Shu hurriedly asked him to sit down.

"Thank you King Jing for your encouragement, and the next person we want to introduce is Mu Shanchang of Qingsong Academy. The name of the mountain chief is also known to everyone in Jindu."

Mu Qing came to participate in this Laoshizi Doujin Contest for the sake of the Peach Blossom Spring's food, and he was impatient to listen to others boast about his past exploits, so he didn't wait for Lu Shu to ask him to speak, and then he spoke.

"I'll listen carefully to what you have to say."

The words were interrupted, and Midori Shu was a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted and announced the start of the game.

The 30 contestants in the field stepped forward to draw lots to decide the order of the presentation.

Everyone prayed that they would not be the first, after all, no one had the experience of telling stories in front of the public.

After a while, the order of appearances was decided.

A boy of about thirteen years old drew the label of the first appearance, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Shu looked at the name tag sewn behind him and introduced: "Next, I would like to invite our first contestant, Lu Tingwei." ”

Lu Tingwei stood in the center of the arena with a sad face, looking at everyone.

He was too nervous to say a word.

There was a stalemate for a few minutes, and he didn't say a word. The crowd grew impatient, and some booed him.

Lu Tingwei's face was flushed with shame.

Seeing this, Lu Shu hurriedly came up to the round: "I want to tell a story in front of so many people for the first time this little brother, I am a little nervous, let's give him some applause and encouragement, okay?"

After speaking, she took the lead in applauding, and the audience in the venue applauded with her.

Lu Shu is a little helpless, this is the rescue line given in the script, it seems that it has no effect.

Seeing this, Li Tingyu couldn't help but speak. If you can't get this first effect, you won't be able to attract others later.

"Just tell us who you are, what the story is, and where the most attractive thing is."

As soon as she spoke, everyone's eyes converged on her private room, but unfortunately the curtain was closed, and everyone couldn't see who was talking, only that it seemed to be a girl's house.

King Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and this voice was Li Tingyu who came

When the audience saw someone speak, they also echoed: "Everyone knows what to say, you won't be as good as a girl." ”

"Hahahahaha." There was a burst of laughter in the audience.

Lu Tingwei glanced at the private room, and then thought about the attractive bonus, he took a deep breath and said: "My name is Lu Tingwei, and the story I want to tell today is called the Legend of Flying Shadow."

Because it was an off-script speech, Lu Tingwei stammered, and after a while, someone stopped saying that he didn't want to hear it.

The sound of the gong from the audience also told him that his time was up.

"Now I invite the judges to vote. If you like his story, hold up the red card in your hand, or the black card if you don't. Lu Shu stood next to Lu Tingwei and raised his hand to the crowd.

Lu Tingwei secretly looked up and found that there was a black card in front of him, so he didn't dare to look up again.

The people below counted the votes and handed the results to Lu Shu, who calmly reported the final result.

"No. 1 player Lu Tingwei finally got 33 votes."

Not even half of the votes were received, and Lu Tingwei walked down dejectedly.

The second contestant looked at the number of votes and became even more nervous. He wouldn't even have 33 votes.

He stood in the center, saw the incense lit by the green spot, and began to tell the story he had written.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Hanchang." Lin Hanchang recalled how the people he heard in the teahouse on weekdays talked about books, and he also talked about it in the same way.

When they saw that he was very generous, and much better than the one who had come up before, they sat up straight and began to listen to him tell his story.