Yi Yu's total score was 688 points, which was not considered low.
But Su Yun's poem…
This was definitely a poem that could score over 700 points.
In fact, from a professional point of view, Su Yun's poem might be better than all the poems in this season.
The aura between the lines surged over.
However, if Yi Yu lost the first round, then she basically wouldn't have any more chances.
"Su Yun, you're too amazing." Sha Beining also regained his senses at this time and looked at Su Yun with excitement.
Just now, he thought that Yi Yu's poem would win. Now, he knew that he was one-sided.
Yi Yu's poem was outstanding, but Su Yun's poem could directly become a god.
"Thank you." Su Yun nodded and smiled. He was quite fond of Sha Beining.
"Now, let's invite the 500 public judges to give their marks.”Sha Beining did not waste any time. He also wanted to know if Su Yun's " River Is Red " could create a miracle.
Everyone held their breath.
Only the voting device in the hands of the public judges was beeping.
Soon, the voting ended, and a red number that kept rolling up appeared on the big screen.
100, 200, 300, 400. In just a few seconds, the number had already broken through the 400 mark.
However, after reaching 400, the red number did not slow down and continued to rise rapidly.
It wasn't until 480 points that they started to jump up one by one.
483, 484, 485. Finally, it stopped at 486 points.
The terrifying number stunned everyone present.
486 points. Yu Changfeng added the judges 'points just now, and it was exactly 486 points.
It was too terrifying.
Moreover, this seemed to be the highest public rating in so many seasons of the poetry competition!
It was too brutal. Out of the 500 public judges present, only 14 did not vote.
On the defender's seat, Yu Changfeng looked at the bright red 486, his face ashen.
Just now, he said that Su Yun could not even get 100 points, but now…
Su Yun's average score was already the same as his total score.
Like Yu Changfeng, Yi Yu's face was also slightly pale.
486 points, that was too terrifying. His score was 688 points. As long as the total score given by the three judges exceeded 202 points, he would lose.
It was only 202 points. On average, everyone only gave about 67 points.
But was that possible?
Su Yun's River of Red was too amazing. Even he himself was shocked when he heard it.
Even Ji Feiyu and Ning Qu had stood up when they heard that. How could they only score 60 points?
Yi Yu looked at Queenie.
He could only rely on his grandfather now.
Queenie, on the other hand, had her head lowered. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Now, let's welcome the three judges to give their marks.”
As soon as Sha Beining finished speaking, the judges 'table in front of Ji Feiyu gave him a score.
99 points.
The crowd exclaimed.
"I originally wanted to give full marks. This poem is really impeccable.”Ji Feiyu smiled and said," But people often say that if you are full, you will lose. Let's go with 99 then.”
"Thank you, Mr. Pei." Su Yun said to Ji Feiyu.
Ji Feiyu was from the Beijing Poetry Association, and he was recommended by Wang Xin. Su Yun had a good impression of Ji Feiyu.
"What do you mean by full and full?" Beside Ji Feiyu, Ning Qu banged his hands on the judges 'table.
Then, 100 points appeared in everyone's eyes.
Ning Qu actually gave him full marks!
Ning Qu had already been a judge for three seasons and was famous for his stern face.
The requirements for poetry were especially high.
Just like Yi Yu's " Pay a Visit to the Golden Gate ", he only gave 75 points.
In fact, the highest score Ning Qu had given in the past three seasons was only 88 points.
And now, Ning Qu had actually given the first full score since the start of the poetry competition.
"I can say that Su Yun's poem is one of the most brilliant poems in Nethery's history.”
"I really like this 'The River Is Full of Red'. I will consider recommending it as a must-read poem for middle school textbooks.”
Ning Qu slammed the table and continued.
Exclamations erupted once again.
In the history of the poetry competition, only Ji Feiyu's " East Wind of the Small Building " had been chosen as a textbook.
And this had also made Ji Feiyu famous.
It could be said that if Su Yun's " The River Is Red " was selected as a must-read poem in the middle school textbooks, then Su Yun's status in the poetry world would soar.
Moreover, Su Yun had a huge fan base.
"Finally, Mr. Queenie, please give your marks.”Sha Beining said with a smile.
Su Yun had already gotten 685 points, so she was definitely the winner of the first round.
According to the rules, the winner of the first round would be qualified to challenge the guard in the second round.
The newcomer who failed would be stopped in the first round.
When Queenie heard Sha Beining call out to her, she finally raised her head.
Queenie looked at Su Yun, who was also smiling at her.
Come on old man, give me a score.
Let's see how you choose now.
"Su Yun's poem is indeed very well written, very outstanding. Just like Ning Qu said, it will shine even in the history of the Tang Dynasty.”Queenie spoke and directly affirmed Su Yun's poem.
Upon hearing Queenie's words, Yi Yu's expression changed slightly.
Was Grandpa ready to give up?
No, Grandpa, I still want to go down.
I want to advance. I want to participate in the annual finals of the Poetry Competition. I want to be sought after by tens of thousands of people.
Of course, the most important thing is that I don't want to lose to Su Yun.
"However, the previous question was: Wei Qing."
"Who is Wei Qing? Wei Qing was the general who protected the Han Dynasty. He had been outstanding all his life, and his achievements were outstanding. He was deeply appreciated by the emperor.”
"And the first half of Su Yun's poem has a feeling of depression and frustration. I'm afraid he's not writing Wei Qing at all.”
"This is a serious deviation from the topic, so I give…this score.”
After saying that, a large red number appeared on the judges 'table in front of Queenie. 0
0 points?
After a few seconds of silence, the scene almost exploded.
"F * ck, what do you mean!" In the audience, Lang Fei shouted loudly.
"Do you have any shame?" The usually calm Tina also stood up. He had thought that Queenie might play dirty, but he did not expect her to do it this way.
"Black curtain!" Dong Kun was the most direct, and he attracted the attention of the other audience members around him.
Soon, the entire studio was filled with shouts like a tsunami. Almost everyone was shouting about the black curtain.
After all, this was a live broadcast.
Below the stage, the executive director Jiang Pin's face was twitching.
He was really in pain and happy at the same time.
The viewership ratings had already soared to 2.4, a very brutal figure.
Even those top variety shows only had this number.
What was painful was that the entire program was almost out of control.
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