At the same time, in Ning City University's female dormitory, Zhao Wan 'er and the other three girls were sitting in front of the computer.
Everyone's face was filled with worry.
Was Su Yun really going to hand in a blank paper?
If that was the case, even Wang Xin would not be able to suppress the fishing boat.
"Anyway, I'll always stand on Su Yun's side."
"Yes!"
"Sisters, let's get ready first. If Little Brother Su Yun doesn't write it, we'll immediately guide the fishing boat on the Internet.”
The girls in the dormitory had already started discussing.
"He won't lose." Zhao Wan 'er suddenly said.
……
Time passed quickly, and the countdown on the live broadcast site had reached 3 minutes and 20 seconds.
Beside Su Yun, Yi Yu had already finished writing. He turned to look at Su Yun with a mocking expression.
"Su Yun, why don't you write it?" Yi Yu said with a grin.
Su Yun looked at Yi Yu and raised her eyebrows.
"Are you done?" Su Yun asked.
"Yes."
"Alright, then I'll start writing." Su Yun nodded.
Then, he picked up the brush on the table in front of him.
It landed on the paper in a flamboyant manner.
What the hell!
Did he really write it?
"It's too late to start now, right?”
"There's still three minutes. I'm sure there's enough time to write a seven-character quatrain.”
"Hahaha, Su Yun is counting on the time.”
"An actress is an actress. She doesn't forget to put on a show no matter where she goes.”
The crowd was abuzz with discussion.
Even the three judges started discussing.
As for Su Yun, she was not affected at all and continued to write in one go.
When the countdown reached zero, Su Yun put down the brush in her hand and let out a long sigh.
"Alright, time's up. Now, let's first invite the guard to present his poem.”Sha Beining said loudly.
"I'll go first." Yu Changfeng stood up and walked to the center of the stage with an extremely arrogant expression.
Yu Changfeng did not immediately read out his poem. Instead, he swept his gaze across the audience and finally, his gaze stopped on Su Yun.
"I'm a straightforward person. What I want to say is that the Poetry Competition is one of the few good programs in the country, but this episode makes me very uncomfortable.”
The crowd exclaimed.
Yu Changfeng looked in Su Yun's direction. Was he scolding Su Yun?
"If you want to sing, then sing well. If you want to be an actress, then be an actress.”
"This is a serious platform, a place where culture is truly involved. Today, I'll show you what poetry is.”
Yu Changfeng's diss caused the entire scene to become noisy.
"Although I don't think Su Yun is optimistic, is this Yu Changfeng speaking human words?”
"Yu Changfeng, this person, has no shrewdness and no heart.”
"He's just pretending to be noble."
"I think what Yu Changfeng said makes sense. Su Yun shouldn't have come.”
"Supporting Mr. Li, Su Yun should cover her face in shame!”
The audience was in a heated discussion.
The program's executive director, Jiang Pin, was also shocked. He did not expect Yu Changfeng to say such a thing.
If Su Yun had a fiery temper, she might have scolded him on the spot.
In that case, it would be a live broadcast accident.
Fortunately, Su Yun did not express much about Yu Changfeng's diss.
Yu Changfeng also picked up the paper in his hand and began to read.
"The beacon fire and horn sound are fading, and the evening is safe in North Sai Pass.”
"The blood-robed iron horse and the sky sand are wild.”
After reading it, Yu Changfeng raised his head. His gaze was confident and wild, as if his poem was extremely good.
"Alright, thank you, Yu Changfeng. This song,'Break the Xiongnu,' reminds me of the time when Wei Qing led his army to defeat the Xiongnu.”
"Now, let's invite the judges and the 500 public judges to vote.”The host, Sha Beining, immediately stepped forward. He was afraid that Yu Changfeng would scold Su Yun again.
Su Yun was a hot-blooded young man.
If he continued to provoke him again and again, it was hard to guarantee that he would not jump out and fight with Yu Changfeng.
The five hundred public judges each had one vote, while the three judges each had one hundred votes, so the total votes were eight hundred.
The voting time was thirty seconds.
"Alright, the voting is over. Everyone, please look at the big screen.”
"Yu Changfeng's audience vote is…"
After Sha Beining finished speaking, a number appeared on the big screen behind him. Then, the number began to rise rapidly.
Soon, the number broke through 300.
However, after breaking through 300, the number suddenly slowed down.
"302, 303, 304, do you have 305? Come, 305!”
"Congratulations, Yu Changfeng. The final audience votes are 305.”
However, when he saw the number of votes, Yu Changfeng's expression was obviously a little ugly. Only 305 votes? Were the audience all idiots?
My poem is so good, why don't you vote?
A bunch of trash with no standards.
Of course, Yu Changfeng only thought about it in his heart. He did not dare to say it out loud because it would anger the public.
"Now, let's look at the votes of the three judges. The first choice is Professor Ning Qu.”
Ning Qu was in his sixties and wore a pair of frameless glasses. He looked like a scholar.
"First of all, I'm a straightforward person.”Ning Qu glanced at Yu Changfeng.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Just now, when Yu Changfeng was scolding Su Yun, he said that he was straightforward.
He didn't expect Ning Qu to learn it too.
Yu Changfeng's facial muscles twitched. He knew that Ning Qu had never been optimistic about him.
"To be fair, his level is average, and his intention is not high. At the very least, I can't see Wei Qing's unparalleled heroism in this poem.”
"So, let's make it a passing score, sixty.”
As he spoke, the electronic screen on Ning Qu's seat displayed the red number 60.
Yu Changfeng gritted his teeth. Ning Qu, you only gave me sixty points!
"Next, Mr. Ji Feiyu." Sha Beining immediately changed the topic when he saw Yu Changfeng's dark face.
Yu Changfeng did have some skill, but he was too conceited.
He couldn't bear to hear others say bad things about him.
He had argued with the judges before.
"My opinion is about the same as Old Gu. There's nothing special about it.”Ji Feiyu shrugged.
Ji Feiyu was in his forties and was from Hua Country's Poetry Association. Although he was younger than Ning Qu and Queenie, his professional level in the field of poetry was not weak at all.
His Flying Feather Poetry Collection had sold two million copies.
That was why he could become one of the three permanent judges.
Queenie, on the other hand, was even more ruthless. Without saying a word, she casually gave him 61 points. One point was the last bit of gentleness.
"Good, Yu Changfeng got 305 points for the public judges and 181 points for the professional judges. The total score is 486 points.”Sha Beining said.
Then, he signaled for everyone to applaud.
Beside Sha Beining, Yu Changfeng's breathing was a little hurried.
486 points was not bad?
However, on second thought, Yu Changfeng felt that it did not matter even if it was 486 points. Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for Su Yun to get 486 points.
In Yu Changfeng's opinion, Su Yun's poetry would be rubbish and would not even get eight or ten points. She would become the laughing stock of the entire Hua Country.
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