The place where the results were released was already packed with people.
After all, it was an opportunity to make a name for himself. Who wouldn't care?
When Yang Fan and the others arrived here, everyone who had arrived earlier looked at him with strange expressions.
Everyone had heard about the conflict between him and the young Monday. However, this time, it seemed that the number one person in China's literary world was at a disadvantage.
Yang Fan noticed the strange gazes of the crowd. At first, it was a little strange, but after a while, he thought about it. Could it be that they saw him get first place in the semi-finals?
This was not the first time he had seen such a gaze. Haha, his hard thinking for a day and a night was not in vain.
Yang Fan was a little proud in his heart. In just a few steps, he arrived below the rankings, wanting to see the glorious moment when he topped the rankings.
However, when he looked over, he was instantly stunned.
The little smug smile froze on her face, looking extremely ugly, as if she had not reacted.
That was because the first place on the list was surprisingly Monday, the young child who was only 20 years old.
To think that he had thought that he would definitely get first place. However, when he saw the result, he instantly suppressed his anger in his heart, as if he could not get it out.
"F * ck, what did I just see? It's him again on Monday?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.”
"It's already amazing for a young man to get first place once. He actually got it twice in a row?”
"I seriously suspect that the officials have made a mistake.”
"Where's his essay? I want to see his work."
Behind Yang Fan, the group of authors who came together were also stunned.
This result, not only could Yang Fan not accept it, they could not accept it either.
"Hehe, is that so? What if I say that I've taken the top spot in the semi-finals and even the top spot in the finals?”
In their minds, everyone suddenly remembered what they had said on Monday.
They had always thought that this young man was arrogant and boastful.
However, from the looks of it, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. He really did get first place in the semi-finals.
After a short period of shock, the group represented by Yang Fan formed a team to watch the works of the semi-finals on Monday.
They had nothing to say about "Hey, Come Out" getting first place in the preliminaries. With the standard of that essay, it was more than enough to get first place.
But this time? It shouldn't be another world-shocking work, right? No one believed it.
However, after they finished watching "Heavenly Bureau," all the complaints and criticisms disappeared.
There was only shock and astonishment in his heart, and the content of the article kept echoing in his mind.
"Victory to Heaven!!!" They had lost wholeheartedly.
Even Yang Fan was speechless in front of such an article.
So what if he was young? To be able to continuously write such shocking works, this was a master.
At the same time, many people were wondering if this Monday was the reincarnation of Wenquxing. How could he just pick up a brush and write such a shocking piece of work?
First, it was "Hey, come out", and then "Heavenly Bureau".
Any one of the two works was enough to shock the world, let alone two at the same time.
On the Internet, many netizens were also paying attention to the advancement of the semi-finals.
For example, in the past, no one would pay attention to the Literature Cup. At most, when the results were out, the champion of the Literature Cup would attract everyone's attention.
However, this year, due to the competition between online literature and traditional literature, even those who only read online novels and live broadcasts were paying attention to every move of the Literature Cup.
"The results of the semi-finals are about to come out. Can the Gods like Heavenly Silkworm and Potato squeeze into the finals? I'm so nervous."
"Although the chances are slim, we still have to work hard and fight for online literature.”
"Yes, Yu Xiaonan has fallen. Now, we can only rely on these few gods.”
"Sigh, Yu Xiaonan's fighting style is very good. Why is it not good when it comes to traditional literature? Didn't I Love Tomatoes and the others enter the semi-finals? How disappointing."
"After all, they are in two different fields.”
"Indeed, but logically speaking, it's still quite nice to see the battle break.”
Ever since the news that Yu Xiaonan did not enter the semi-finals spread, his reputation had plummeted. Many netizens did not even call him Yu Shen anymore, calling him by his pen name.
When the online literature world needed someone to stand up for them, Yu Xiaonan, the number one online writer, dropped the ball and didn't even make it into the semi-finals?
Many fans were disappointed.
Just as everyone was discussing, the list of finalists for the Literature Cup was announced.
"It's out, it's out, the name list is out.”
"First place, Monday? F * ck! This guy was so fierce. He was first twice in a row?”
The people here are not here?”
"Yang Fan, falling flowers, cold............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It seems that there are no people from our side in the ten spots for the finals?”
"He was eliminated? It's over. We've lost this battle.”
"Could it be that the gods of online literature really can't write traditional literature?”
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When the list was out, the netizens 'faith collapsed.
There were ten spots, and none of the gods on their side managed to squeeze in?
How could they compete? There was no doubt that they had lost, and they had lost completely.
In the era of online literature, online literature was already highly criticized.
Now that he had gone through such a scandal, his reputation was even worse.
After today, everyone would subconsciously think that the people who read online novels were childish children and underage people.
Many netizens were unwilling to accept this, but they had no choice but to accept this reality.
The great gods of online literature had all been wiped out, and no one had made it to the finals.
Naturally, the traditional writers also knew about this, but they didn't pay too much attention to it now.
A web novel author could enter the finals of the Literature Cup?
What kind of joke was this? They never thought that it was possible.
At this moment, their attention was focused on the person whose pen name was Monday.
Who was this guy? Why had he never heard of it before?
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