Even if Qingfeng thought of this trick to change his position, the winning rate of Lewen Chinese increased from the initial 1% to 10%.

Victory or defeat always depends on the performance of their respective websites today.

The game first warned Qingfeng of his irrational behavior just now, and then officially began.

Qingfeng, as always, relied on his fast and accurate coding method to attract the attention of countless spectators and readers at the beginning of the competition.

Leisurely looked at Qingfeng's declaration of "seeing death as home", and he was also provoked to fight, and he also followed closely with the speed of his own gunman for many years.

However, the difference in accuracy between the two is clear at a glance.

Qingfeng's accuracy rate is still as high as 97%, while the accuracy rate of Getaway is only 82%.

This gap in accuracy made the editor quickly stop the determination of Getaway to compete with Qingfeng.

In the minds of experienced editors, although Qingfeng temporarily grasped the initiative just now, Qingfeng's seemingly impeccable plan still has a way to crack it.

The way to crack it is to give up playing against Qingfeng and let him sing a one-man show alone.

Because only in this way can Qingfeng's efforts have no reference, and Qingfeng, who has no reference, is likely to change from the hero image just now to an ordinary writer who seems to have nothing but hard work.

Getaway heard the order of the bear editor, and although he was a little displeased, he agreed to the suggestion.

After all, he was more eager to win the game than he was to lose to Qingfeng.

After the getaway slowed down the codeword, Qingfeng vaguely guessed what they were thinking.

But instead of slowing down the slightest bit of code word speed, he sped up the speed of the code word in his hand.

For him, what he just said was not only to change his position, but also to cut off his own retreat.

Li Fatzi looked at the breeze that worked so hard, except for secretly sighing, there was only silence.

In fact, even if Li Fatzi had just seen Qingfeng say such an inspirational word on the screen, he never thought that his website would win.

At most, he only thought that his website would not lose too badly under Qingfeng's performance. He also thought that Qingfeng said that just to increase his worth and whitewash the website.

Whitewashing his own website, there are also writers who can be called writers.

However, seeing Qingfeng writing so hard, he realized that Qingfeng really wanted to win.

He looked indifferently at the other five writers who were pretending to be working hard, and at the five writers who had decided to give up.

He became more and more silent when he thought of the chaos of his website's editors who only looked at grades and writers' incomes and not at their works.

Yang Fan looked at the breeze that was constantly surpassing himself in the audience, and looked at the breeze that was immersed in self-writing and couldn't extricate himself.

Most of the endings of heroes are tragic, because they are called heroes, and they have to break into a desperate situation to do something that ordinary people can't do. And often when they break into a desperate situation, their final outcome is just to become a memory of the hero in the hearts of others.

In Yang Fan's eyes, Qingfeng is the kind of person who will become this kind of hero, he understands that what Qingfeng just said is true, and it is precisely because he understands that Yang Fan is silent when he looks at Qingfeng's performance.

In this game, Yang Fan is becoming more and more like the writer who once made him hate only looking at data.

This kind of growth can be regarded as Yang Fan's growth, but is this growth good or bad?

This answer may be told to him in the future.

Qingfeng was immersed in his own creation, and in this wonderful feeling, he forgot that this was a game, and he forgot that his fingers could not bear the pain caused by such high intensity.

"Mr. Li. Qingfeng, who was halfway through writing, finally released his fingers from the keyboard, he looked at the bottle on the table that had been drunk by the sponsor, and called out to Li Fat.

Fat Li looked at the empty drinks on the Qingfeng table, and he took out the spare drinks with understanding.

"Buy me a bottle of wine. Qingfeng refused the drink handed by Fat Li.

"Wine, this is a competition. Fat Li was stunned when he heard this request.

"Bring the wine. "Qingfeng doesn't care if it's a game or not, and he doesn't care if it's on TV.

He then shouted:

"How can you compare without wine in this game?"

When Li Fatzi just wanted to refute, he suddenly saw Qingfeng's fingers that were shaking because of the pain, and he understood a lot.

"Go buy wine!" Li Fatzi continued to the staff next to him:

"Something happened, I'm responsible!"

Soon a can of beer was bought, and Qingfeng opened the can of beer in front of everyone, drank it heroically, shouted loudly, and then tapped on the keyboard.

The picture of Qingfeng drinking was broadcast on the big screen, and this unreasonable state of affairs did not make the audience and readers feel unhappy. Instead, it makes them feel that this is what a writer should be.

Under the background of the breeze and heroic drinking, everyone saw the essence of a writer, and also saw a tragedy.

The tragedy made the audience of this game can't help but shout for the breeze.

"It's just posturing. Xiaoyou looked at the picture of Qingfeng drinking, and couldn't help but mock.

But there was a hint of inexplicable jealousy in his mocking tone, as if he was jealous that Qingfeng could control his rhythm as he pleased. It's not like he's constantly doing things against his heart in order to win the game.

Actually, no matter how this game ends. Qingfeng has proven who is the brightest presence in this game!

After Qingfeng finished drinking, his book has won the first place in this competition because more and more people agree with it, and no matter the recommendation ticket, the monthly pass, or the number of words and quality of the update.

The gap between Lewen Chinese and Tianteng is slowly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The editor watched this scene and there was less than an hour before the end of the game, and cold sweat appeared on his head inexplicably.

"You don't want to be overtaken, are you?" said one viewer as he watched the gap between the two sides on the big screen get smaller and smaller, waving his fist at the friend next to him.

"There should be a miracle!" The friend looked at the result of the competition, and then turned on his phone to vote for Qingfeng's book.

He wanted to witness miracles, not just to create miracles!

There were also many spectators who thought the same as him, and they also voted for themselves, hoping that Qingfeng who worked so hard would create a miracle.

Unfortunately, the game is still the game.

Although the gap is slowly closing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. On the contrary, the gap between them is too great.

The main gap is that even if Qingfeng works so hard, his teammates are still messing around.

After all, Xiao Xiong's previous provocation made these selfish writers have to pull a cushion even if they fail.

The game came to an end in his one-man battle.

Qingfeng still lost.