"Hey, didn't the writer named Qingfeng come?" In the audience, a spectator shouted as he looked at the vacant seat of the Lewen Chinese master.

"Yes, why didn't you come? Did you give up?"

"Indeed, if you have this kind of teammate who is not worthy of being called a writer, anyone will give up. ”

"I'm rooting for him to give up, some people just don't deserve to win. ”

The words of this sharp-eyed audience quickly aroused heated discussions among the surrounding audiences, but most of them spoke cool words.

After all, the performance of most of Lewen Chinese's writers yesterday was too disappointing for them!

At the same time, Lewen Chinese Network has also become a pot of porridge.

Fatty Li, who has lost all trust in Xiaoxiong's editor, decided to personally supervise the battle today, so that Lewen Chinese will not lose as badly as yesterday.

But when he himself was overseeing the war. Qingfeng was late at this critical moment.

He had already made no less than ten phone calls to Qingfeng in just five minutes. But all you get is a hint to shut down.

Seeing Fatty Li's anxious appearance and Qingfeng's late performance, Lewen Chinese's writers were all unhappy.

"Anyway, he lost today, he can't change the result whether he comes or not, why even the audience attaches so much importance to him. A writer with a lot of prejudice against the breeze muttered quietly.

But his muttering was heard by Fat Li, who hung up the phone, looked at the writer viciously and said:

"Because he deserves to be a writer, and you don't, that's why everyone pays attention to him. Who are you to comment on him? It's just a lost dog. ”

The writer who scolded Li Fatzi's vicious words was speechless, and the writer who couldn't refute it could only lower his head and curse Li Fatzi and Qingfeng in his heart.

At this point, there were less than ten minutes left before the start of the game.

"Even if you're a contestant, you can't go in. "At the host's booth, a man defies dissuasion and gently pushes away the staff who are holding him back.

His unreasonable behavior interrupted the dialogue of the judges, who had been talking in front of the big screen.

They looked at the uninvited guest with displeasure, and then at him in surprise.

"The breeze... You're not waiting for the game to start, what are you doing here?" said judge Xiao Wang, who looked at him and shouted.

"It's fine, I'm just going to borrow something from you. Qingfeng said with a smile.

"What to borrow?" Xiao Wang asked before he could react.

"I'm looking for you to borrow five minutes. Qingfeng said as he walked to the judges' bench.

"Hey, isn't this a breeze? "Many viewers looked at the picture broadcast on the big screen and were a little confused.

"Could it be that he thinks he will lose today anyway, so he will be a judge and mix up his face?" a man with dyed colorful hair guessed.

Not only is he speculating on the worst, almost everyone thinks he's on the jury to excuse his failure today.

Everyone here also includes the staff of Lewen Chinese Network led by Fatty Li, Fatty Li looked at the breeze in front of the screen with a distorted face, and his eyes once again revealed a look of disappointment.

"Hey, hey, I'm the breeze of Lewen Chinese. Please give me five minutes. Qingfeng stepped forward and took the microphone and continued to speak to the camera.

"I think everybody thinks we're going to lose Chinese game, right? But I never thought we'd lose today. ”

As soon as Qingfeng's words fell, Li Fatzi's disappointed eyes gradually turned into doubts, and then his previous distorted face also returned to normal.

"Even though everyone knows that my teammates gave up yesterday, I still have the confidence that I can win the game. The reason for this confidence is because I'm a writer!"

"As a writer, the charm of writing is that he can create miracles for readers and himself when he is creating. ”

"Since I can do miracles for you in the book, I can definitely do miracles in reality!"

Qingfeng's words make people feel naïve, but they are inexplicably hot-blooded.

But after the blood passed, everyone was wondering why he said these things for the purpose.

"Security, get him out of here. The staff member who was pushed away by Qingfeng and was full of resentment found a security guard and tried to drive Qingfeng away and make him make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

Qingfeng watched the tall security guards trotting towards him, he often took a breath and said vigorously:

"I say this because I understand that my chances of winning this game are slim, but if the odds are small, I have to give up! Am I worthy of being a writer? Am I worthy of being called a writer? I am going to cut off all my retreats! Because only in this way can I fight with all my might! I won't make excuses to back down!"

This is Qingfeng's last sentence on the big screen, but this sentence unexpectedly shocked all the audience and readers.

This sentence also made Qingfeng remember it deeply in the hearts of all those who saw this scene no matter what the result of the game was!

"Not good!" the editor watched the scene and heard the last sentence, and he finally realized the purpose of Qingfeng's words.

In fact, the reversal of defeat into victory that Qingfeng has researched is very simple.

That is, Lewen Chinese, which broke away from the negative news in this competition, participated as an individual player.

In this way, no one will be angry with Lewen Chinese's poor performance yesterday. And everyone will also have a good impression of him because of the remarks that he was like a lonely hero just now.

In this world, there is indeed a lot of despair. But smart people are good at using despair and despair to their advantage!

Qingfeng was carried to the player's seat by the security guard, but he was not ashamed of the humiliating appearance of being carried to the player's seat by the security guard, but raised his head like a winner.

Li Fatzi looked like a victor's breeze, and he instantly understood Qingfeng's purpose in doing this.

He hurried forward and pushed the security guard away, and he shouted as he glanced at the breeze:

"Qingfeng writer, you know how much impact you will have on the game by doing this! Give up quickly! We can't win Tianteng.com!"

Qingfeng nodded in understanding, and also responded loudly:

"Even if it's only one percent hope! I'll do my best, and besides, there's no way back now, right?"

Qingfeng and Li Fatzi sang and harmonized, inexplicably infecting many audiences, and this infection, coupled with Qingfeng's performance yesterday to turn the tide, made people tremble with inexplicable excitement.

"Come on, I'll support you!"

"The game is not over until it ends! It is not certain who will win or lose!"

"That fat man, let go of our hero! Win or lose, he is a qualified and admirable writer!"

The audience rarely supported the breeze one-sidedly.

And Qingfeng listened to everyone's shouts, he lowered his head and smiled.