My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Rao is the hostess invited by the essay contest. She is nearly forty years old and has rich experience in hosting. She is a little confused when faced with this situation.

Many people at the scene stood up excitedly, it was noisy, and the atmosphere was on the verge of getting out of control.

The hostess reacted and said quickly: "Wait!"

"Mr. Ye Zhiqiu, how do you prove that it is Haizi himself?"

"Yes! Nonsense! This is simply nonsense!"

There was a roar from below, but looking around, it was Guan Yi who was agitated and blushed.

Ye Zhiqiu's face remained unchanged, he took out his mobile phone, and opened the letter page of the official essay writing website.

The live broadcast camera quickly caught up. On the screen, the organizer notified that the work "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" won the award, and the letter on the site inviting Hangzhou to participate in the award ceremony was clearly visible.

"Haizi" also replied "received, participate".

When Ye Zhiqiu's identity was confirmed, the host covered his mouth in astonishment, Guan Yi's eyes were full of disbelief, his footsteps wobbled, and he sat down on the stool.

"Wow!!!"

The atmosphere at the scene was completely boiling, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was already crazy.

"Fuck! F*ck! F*ck!"

"What kind of fairy operation is this? The script doesn't dare to act like this!!"

"Ye Zhiqiu is actually 'Haizi'... My mind is still a little dizzy..."

"What kind of fairy story is this, it's really outrageous..."

"Hahahahaha Guan Yi's face turned pale."

"Ye Zhiqiu: Didn't you say that the online literature I wrote is useless, so let's play with you, but none of them can beat it."

"This time, it's really heart-wrenching. How hard those traditional literary writers sprayed back then, it's as loud as being slapped in the face now."

"I can't think of any other words other than awesome."

"Beating you directly in your field is indeed the style of a dog author, and people don't talk too much cruelly."

On the awards stage, amidst the uproar, Qin Dewen, with an excited face, held Ye Zhiqiu's hand tightly and talked for a while before letting go.

During the acceptance speech, the venue gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at the figure on the stage with admiration.

"First of all, thank you for your affirmation, it is a great honor to receive this award."

Holding a trophy in one hand and a certificate in the other, Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile on his face, "If I say that this poem was written by the hardships of life, sufferings and nights of dialogue with myself, I would be lying to you. of."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. At this time, everyone had fully accepted the fact that Ye Zhiqiu was the champion of the essay contest.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu's talent is well-known in the music world. In addition, there are ancient poems such as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and "Xia Ke Xing", so it is only natural that he can write this modern poem.

Ye Zhiqiu on the stage continued: "Actually, I participated in this essay competition purely to test my level of writing modern poetry, as an online author who is called "the hall of elegance" by some people on the Internet."

"I didn't expect the result to be quite good, and I also came to a conclusion."

"—they are not as good as me."

"That's my testimonial, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhiqiu walked down the stage with a calm face.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then thunderous applause broke out.

In the live broadcast room, this domineering sentence "They are not as good as me" directly caused the barrage to blow up.

"It's too arrogant! It's too arrogant!"

"That sentence gave me goosebumps!"

"Crazy! But getting No.1 is the capital of madness!"

"The thing about Guan Yi has really become a joke. After talking about being a traditional literature writer for so long, Ye Zhiqiu won the first place in the same competition."

Down below, Guan Yi and some of the authors were pale, and were shocked by the scene in front of them, and didn't know how to react.

In the judges' seat, Ma Xuemin's face was extremely ugly, and his intestines were green with regret.

If he had known that Ye Zhiqiu was "Haizi", he would not have voted for the latter when discussing which poem was more worthy of the first place, "A Generation" or "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms Blooming"!

Ye Zhiqiu sat back in his seat, and the authors around him rushed over enthusiastically.

Fu Wenbo exclaimed: "Brother Ye, you are amazing."

"I didn't expect you to be Haizi. You accepted it, but it was hard for us to hide it."

Other authors also greeted each other one after another, and Ye Zhiqiu became a celebrity all of a sudden, in stark contrast to the scene just now.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Guan Yi, who was sitting at the back, had a face as dark as ink, and dared not make another sound.

The turmoil on the field calmed down a bit, everyone recovered from the shock of "Ye Zhiqiu is Haizi", and the awards ceremony continued.

"The No.2 entry in this year's essay contest is - "One Generation"! Author Gu Cheng, congratulations!"

"I invite Gu Cheng to come on stage!"

After the enthusiastic announcement, the eyes of the audience and the host subconsciously turned to the stage.

And then...under everyone's sluggish gaze, Ye Zhiqiu walked up to the stage again.

Seeing the reappearance of the figure who just walked down 5 minutes ago, the host had a terrible guess in his heart.

"Ye...Mr. Ye, this is..."

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, but the words he said were not surprising.

"I'm Gu Cheng."

"..."

The host, award presenters, and the audience were dumbfounded.

"Oh, by the way, a message from the station."

With the first experience, Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to click on the chat history of the mobile phone, and everyone took a closer look, and it was indeed an official message.

"Wow!!!"

The scene was silent for a full second, and then broke out again, and the barrage in the live broadcast room poured down like a torrent.

"Damn it!"

"I'm stupid!"

"Is there still such an operation...?"

"Take the top two!"

"Slap in the face x2."

"This is rubbing certain authors' faces against the ground."

"Ye Zhiqiu: I didn't expect it, it's me again."

Under the stunned eyes of the audience, Ye Zhiqiu took over the trophy and certificate from the gray-haired judges, and it was time for the acceptance speech.

"I've said all I need to say, thank you everyone."

After finishing the shortest acceptance speech in the history of the essay contest, Ye Zhiqiu walked off the stage under the inexplicable eyes of everyone.

The awards ceremony continued, and Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter" won No.3.

As the host's voice fell, everyone once again turned their attention to Ye Zhiqiu who was sitting in the seat of "Bian Zhilin".

Bian Zhilin seems to be the female author, probably...not him?

At this time, not long after Ye Zhiqiu sat down, under the eyes of everyone, he put the No.2 trophy and certificate on the empty seat beside him, and walked to the stage again...

The surrounding writers subconsciously thought that Ye Zhiqiu was going to accept the award on Bian Zhilin's behalf. After all, when he had a dispute with Guan Yi just now, he said that he knew each other...