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"President, the short story competition has been open for voting for 6 days so far."

"The voting system will be closed tomorrow!"

"The top three works with the highest number of votes are "One Night in Moscow", 16028291."

"Once Upon a Time in Kyoto, 13112121."

"The Boy Chasing the Airplane, 9900128."

"Oh!" Li Hongcheng narrowed his eyes.

This result was a bit beyond his expectation.

Unexpectedly, "The Last Lesson" didn't get up.

The appreciation ability of netizens is not so bad? !

So he asked:

"Secretary Wang, what is the number of votes for the article "The Last Lesson"?"

Wang Yongde flipped through the information in his hand and said:

"101020!"

"what??"

Just over 10 votes!

Li Hongcheng couldn't believe it!

"Which number is this work ranked?"

"It's number 98!"

"That's no wonder!"

Li Hongcheng suddenly realized.

The lower the number of works, the higher the probability that they will not be read.

After all, there are 100 works, and there are relatively few people who have the patience to really read 100 works.

In addition, each person is limited to only one vote, and some works with higher numbers are likely to attract people to vote first once the plot is attractive.

Even if you encounter a better work later, you have no choice but to vote.

So "The Last Lesson" was assigned such an embarrassing number, it was destined to suffer!

Li Hongcheng suddenly regretted not using his power to help "The Last Lesson".

Such a good work, should the pearl be covered with dust?

For a while, Li Hongcheng lost his interest.

"You go out first!"

"Yes! President!"

Wang Yongde said hurriedly.

After Wang Yongde went out.

Li Hongcheng took out his mobile phone and logged into the homepage of the official Weibo of the Organizing Committee of the Third National Short Story Contest.

Then pull down to find the voting button of "The Last Lesson", and click it lightly.

When you see a message box popping up on the page that the "voting" is successful.

Li Hongcheng sighed slightly.

All he can do now is to silently vote for "The Last Lesson" with his own actions.

Although it's just one vote.

But who is Li Hongcheng?

He is the youngest president in the history of the Dragon Country Writers Association.

"The Last Lesson" can get his vote, which is enough to prove its excellence.

......

Li Mu is a lover of short stories.

He especially likes the public voting part of the National Short Story Contest.

In this link, there are 100 sales articles that you can read as you like.

And these 1 are the best of the best.

It makes it look cooler.

You can go whoring for nothing without spending money. Isn’t that delicious?

Therefore, during the six days when the competition was open for voting, he has been eagerly reading these works until he saw the 97th one.

"Hey, it's rare to see more than 90 people with my patience!"

"Oh, I just can't tell which piece of work was written by the Great Master Wen Hao. Why is the Great Master Wen Hao so low-key this time?"

"Or, Wen Hao didn't participate in the competition at all, it's all hype by the organizing committee??"

"There are still the last three articles. After reading them, I will cast my precious and sacred vote."

"Well, work No. 98, "The Last Lesson"!"

"This name is very common!"

"I don't know what the content is like?!"

As Li Mu spoke, he clicked on the link on the v blog.

"I went to school very late that morning, and I was very afraid that Mr. Han Maier would scold me. Besides, he said that he would ask us to divide the words, but I couldn't even say a word. I thought I should stop going to school and go play in the wild let's play..."

"Hey, the No.1 name is written with a foreign background!"

Li Mu continued to read patiently.

10 minute later.

Li Mu felt that his eye sockets were a little moist.

shit.

Li Mu wiped his eyes fiercely, so as not to let the tears fall.

The author of this short story is too awesome!

It turned out to be based on French war as the theme.

If there is no in-depth study of world history, it is impossible to write such a book.

The article does not depict any war scenes positively, but depicts a special French lesson in a small way to show the grief of the people of the whole country after the defeat of the Rooster Kingdom.And by portraying the characters of Little Franz and Mr. Han Maier, it reflects the strong patriotic feelings of the people of the Rooster Country.

This article profoundly tells us what patriotism is. To be patriotic, we must first remember the words of our country. War can destroy our homeland, but it cannot drown out our inner struggle.

Through careful tailoring, the author narrates in detail and appropriately, and adds sincere and touching patriotic enthusiasm to the unpretentious text, so that the patriotic theme is deeply explored so that people seem to hear his sincere patriotism. The heart was pounding.

What Li Mu remembers most is what Mr. Lihan Maier said:

F language is the most beautiful language in the world──the clearest and most precise, we must keep it in our hearts and never forget it, the people who have lost their country and become slaves, as long as they remember their language firmly, it is as if Hold a key that opens the gates of the prison.

When Li Mu read this sentence, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Foreign enemies are trying to "colonize" the language and complete the conquest of the subjugated people. If the subjugated people still speak their own language, they will continue their own culture, and the nation will retain the fire and will not be completely destroyed.

No matter how harsh the rule of foreign enemies, how divided the people of this nation, the language of the nation can always unite them.The aggressor can only enslave his body, not his heart.

At the same time, Wen Hao's poem "Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love this land so deeply" immediately came to Li Mu's mind.

How similar are the deep patriotic emotions contained in these words!

At this moment, Li Mu suddenly guessed who the author of this short story was.

There is no doubt that it is the Great God Wen Hao! !

An article of just [-] words contains infinite and far-reaching artistic conception.

The only person who can write such an article in the contemporary era is Wen Hao.

So in the next second, Li Mu clicked the voting button without even thinking about it.

After voting, he also forwarded the link of "The Last Lesson" to a group of short story lovers.

[Dear friends, recommend a peerless article, don't miss it! 】

[Hey, isn't this the link to the short story contest?I skipped this article at the time and didn’t read it, embarrassing]

【Recommended by Xiao Lizi, let me take a look, hahaha~】

[I'm bored, I'll go and have a look! 】

[Little Lizi, if you don’t look good, see if I can learn from you]

.....

10 minute later.

The group suddenly became lively again.

[Fuck, such a top-notch work is actually a competition work! ! ! 】

[I read that right, there are only over 10 votes for such a straight-forward work, those people really suck! 】

[After watching this, my emotions collapsed, and I feel proud that I was born in such a powerful country. 】

[Short stories with such patriotic and educational significance are simply rare in the past ten years.]

[@小李子Do you know who the author of "The Last Lesson" is? 】

[I guess it's... Wen Hao!Just my guess]

[Fuck! ! ! ! ! ! 】

......

All of a sudden, people in the group transferred the link of "The Last Lesson" to their v letter group.

One to ten, ten to one hundred, one hundred to one thousand!

At the same time, "The Last Lesson" relied on the spread of V letter groups + excellent word-of-mouth, and the number of votes rose like a rocket.

It quickly exceeded 100 million.

Break through 500.

Breakthrough 1000 million...

Jedi counterattack!

......

At this moment, a plane landed at Kyoto Airport with a rumble.

Wen Hao pulled the suitcase and walked out of the airport quickly.!

Kyoto, here I come again!

Chapter 136 Give Sun Lao a Calligraphy Work

Kyoto, Wenhao Courtyard.

Wen Hao dragged his suitcase and stood at the gate of the courtyard, feeling a lot of emotion.

It's a pity that I can't live in such a nice house every day.

What a waste.

Suddenly, a woman in her thirties, wearing the uniform of Anxin Housekeeping Company, walked up to her.

She saw Wen Hao wearing a peaked cap and pulling an old suitcase standing at the gate of the courtyard. He looked like a poor student, and immediately walked up to Wen Hao, then put his hips on his hips, and said arrogantly:

"Hey, who are you, sneaky, this is a private residence, please leave immediately."

Wen Hao glanced at the woman and ignored her.

The woman immediately showed a disgusted expression, and said in a sharp voice: