Why Is There a Author Here?
At the same time, in the villa in Anyang.
He was on the phone.
"Teacher, are you serious? Did I really enter the semi-finals?”An Yang's face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. Because she was too excited, her face turned even redder.
"That's right. Your preliminary works are not bad. You have a lot of potential. Work hard and you might be able to get a good ranking.”A calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Teacher, I will work hard. By the way, how many people from our Jiang State have entered the semi-finals?”An Yang asked subconsciously.
"Yu Hong, you…Oh right, there's also a person called Lin Yuan. Just the three of you.”
Hearing that only three people from Jiangzhou City had entered the semi-finals, An Yang's expression became even more excited. He even started dancing.
After chatting for a while, he finally hung up.
Throwing the phone away, he shouted excitedly in the villa to vent his excitement.
Suddenly, he thought of something. He had to tell Liu Fei 'er about this.
He had to let her know who was the most outstanding. Only three people in the entire Jiang Prefecture had entered the semi-finals, and he was one of them. This news was absolutely shocking.
That's right, he had to tell Liu Fei 'er.
Perhaps he could use the news to make Liu Fei 'er change her mind and fall in love with him.
Thinking of this, An Yang smiled longingly.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
He knew that Yu Hong was also a famous best-selling author in the country, just like him. However, her works were more inclined towards horror and mystery novels, so she was quite famous.
Lin Yuan, eh!
Suddenly, An Yang was stunned.
Lin Yuan?
Could it be the one who wrote online novels?
The person he hated the most?
Thinking of this, An Yang subconsciously opened the Chinese Online homepage.
When he saw the eye-catching message on the homepage, An Yang was dumbfounded.
F * ck!
An Yang couldn't help but curse.
Why was this Lin Yuan lingering around? He would follow her wherever she went.
Because of Lin Yuan, the joy of entering the Three Kingdoms Essay Competition was swept away.
What did Lin Yuan do? He was just a web novelist who wrote web novels. He couldn't even be considered a writer, so how could he write an article that could move the judges?
At the first moment, An Yang felt that there was something fishy going on between the judges. He didn't think that Lin Yuan would be able to produce any kind of work.
Thinking of the humiliation he had brought her, An Yang's expression turned ugly as if she had eaten sh * t.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.
Half a month later, Beishou City, Central Television Central Broadcasting Studio.
The venue of the semi-finals of the Three Kingdoms Essay Contest was held here.
In the middle of the venue, there were four comfortable sofas. Opposite the four sofas were a hundred tables. At this moment, the tables were already filled with people.
Behind the four sofas, there were rows of seats with a total of 1,000 seats.
The four sofas were the seats for the four authoritative judges, while the hundreds of tables opposite them were filled with the authors who had entered the semi-finals. Lin Yuan was sitting in the first seat in the front row.
The 1,000 seats behind the four sofas were occupied by elites from major newspapers, publishing houses, and websites from all over the country.
As the executive director of this event, Hu Nan was under a lot of pressure.
He looked at his watch and asked anxiously,"You, go and ask Tang Wenzhong. Why isn't Master Tang here yet?”
At this moment, a staff member explained,""Director, I've already contacted him. Mr. Tang is in a meeting at the hospital, so…"
Hearing the word **, Hu Nan lost her temper.
He was speechless when he thought of Elder Tang's level.
"Where are the other three judges?" Hu Nan asked.
"They are resting backstage."
"That's good." Hu Nan said indifferently.
At this moment, he saw a person walking past. Hu Nan hurriedly walked over and said,"Director Wang, you are the person in charge of the Federation of Literature and Art Circles. Can you tell those writers that the live broadcast might start later?”
Director Wang was an executive deputy director of the Federation of Literature and Art Circles and was in charge of supervising the competition.
He went to the writer's seat and told them what had happened.
Although some writers were unhappy, they did not show it on their faces.
Just as Chief Wang was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded,"Mr. Wang, I would like to ask if the selection of the semi-finals is open and fair?”
Chief Wang frowned. Who could be so ungrateful to question the fairness of the judges at this time?
When he turned around, he saw that the person who spoke was a student he had once taught. This made his anger dissipate a little.
"Anyang, why? Are you doubting the fairness of the selection of the preliminaries?”
"That's right!" An Yang said confidently.
Hearing this, everyone's faces immediately revealed shock.
Director Wang knew that his disciple was not a person who spoke without thinking. Could it be that there was really a problem with the evaluation this time?
"Why do you say that?" Chief Wang said.
"I'm very curious. Why would a web novelist sneak into the semi-finals this time?”An Yang stared at Lin Yuan's back and asked.
"Who are you talking about?”
"It's him!" An Yang's eyes flashed with a gloating look, but it quickly disappeared. He pointed at Lin Yuan as if he was pointing at a criminal.
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