The competition finally ended. During this period, the exclamations did not stop at all. After one of the judges finished his analysis, he even pulled the judges beside him to discuss his thoughts.
The whispers below the stage almost forgot that they were at the competition venue.
Therefore, the nine old grandpas, including Yang Fan, finally finished their articles in such a difficult environment.
After putting down their pens, the nine of them all let out a long sigh at the same time. Some of them even shed a line of turbid tears from the corner of their eyes.
It was finally completed. It wasn't easy. It was too f * cking difficult.
This inhuman torture was finally over.
As they were writing, they seemed to be going through some kind of calamity. They looked anxious, sometimes scratching their ears and cheeks, and sometimes frowning.
And when they completed it, they instantly felt as if they were ten years younger. The two could not be mentioned in the same breath.
In a few steps, the nine of them walked briskly to the judges and handed in the masterpiece they had written after two hours of suffering.
This young man seemed to have written very well, but they firmly believed that their articles would be better.
He had been writing satirical articles and interrogative articles for many years.
It was no exaggeration to say that the time they spent writing was longer than the time this young man had spent in the human world.
Therefore, they were confident that they could suppress Ye Feng.
The photocopier was making a clacking sound, and copies of the articles were being printed out.
The few of them were looking forward to the scene of the judges applauding their articles.
Especially Yang Fan, who had won countless awards for his satirical articles over the years.
They were all famous internationally.
How could his essay not be able to suppress a young man?
After the article was published, the judges picked up the nine articles and read them one by one.
The nine of them looked at them nervously because the moment to decide their fate had arrived.
From the beginning of the Literature Cup to the finals, hadn't he been waiting for this moment?
Their painstaking work just now would definitely shock the world and shine.
However, after reading the article, the judges were expressionless.
The judges were expressionless when they read the two articles.
The judges were expressionless when they read the three articles.
Even after reading all nine articles, their expressions did not change.
From the beginning to the end, it was always like this.
The nine authors were stunned. What was wrong? What did he mean? Damn it, don't you have to sigh after reading the article?
He should at least praise her, right? Do you think you're reading a primary school student's essay?
The nine of them were very confused, and their hearts were beating like drums.
This was their painstaking work, but from the looks of it, it was despised by the judges.
What was going on? Ah, oh, hmm, humph, at least make a sound!
"Old Zhang, how is our essay?”
In the end, Yang Fan really could not stand it anymore and opened his mouth to ask a person he knew.
This scene was too strange. If this continued, he would suspect that he had faked the Literature Cup finals.
" Yes, it's very well written. In this year's finals, there are many excellent works, especially you, Old Yang. In your essay, the last sentence is simply the finishing touch. It's a revelation of human nature, a condemnation of society's indifference, and a disappointment towards reality.”
The man who was called Old Zhang immediately replied.
When Yang Fan heard that, his face immediately revealed a happy smile.
Old Zhang's evaluation was clearly a result of his careful appreciation of his essay, and his evaluation was quite high.
It seemed that his final plan had been approved.
Yang Fan was very gratified, but at the same time, he was a little puzzled. His article was so good, so why didn't anyone praise it?
This didn't make sense.
Weren't these people shouting enthusiastically about the young man's article just now?
Just as Yang Fan's heart was filled with doubts, Old Zhang said,"
"Looking at your article, it shouldn't be a problem for you to get second place.”
When Yang Fan heard the first half of the sentence, he thought it meant that he was already the first place after reading his article.
However, when he heard the second half of the sentence, the smile on his face froze.
its... What rank? Second?
What the f * ck, you told me a lot earlier, and now you're telling me that my essay can get second place?
Yang Fan instantly felt as if he had been played.
"Is that so? Then who's first?" When he said this, Yang Fan tried his best to endure his temper.
Who was he? In recent years, he was regarded as the number one person in China's literary world. Just getting second place was already embarrassing.
"Of course it's the young man from before. Oh, it's Author's Monday.”
Old Zhang seemed to hear the trembling in Yang Fan's words, so he explained.
"It's him? How is that possible?" Yang Fan cried out involuntarily.
What right did an article that had only been written for half an hour have to be ranked first? Can win the championship?
At the same time, someone in a different corner asked the same question.
The other nine finalists were full of confidence in their works, but the results told them that the first place was Monday, the young man who had not even grown his hair and had only written for half an hour?
Why? The few of them were unconvinced.
Therefore, in the face of their indignation, the judges showed them Ye Feng's work.
The few of them immediately took the article with an indignant attitude. They wanted to see how well this kid's article was written. That was why so many judges could not help but exclaim. That was why so many judges seemed to have discussed it and decided to give him the championship.
With the article in hand, the few of them calmed down and couldn't wait to read it.
At a glance, it was the title of the article.
The title was actually very important. Whether an article's title was good or bad could definitely have a crucial effect.
The title of this article was very ordinary.
A Madman's Diary? What was this? Vulgar.
At first glance, they had such an impression.
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