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The next morning, the Yujing stage was crowded with people.

"Ling Xiao, the writer who carried the wine with the sweet-scented osmanthus? I heard that he is still a handsome guy!"

"Hey, let's let it go, freshly squeezed juice, 20 Mora for a glass, first come, first served."

"Mr. Zhenyu's martial arts novels have extremely detailed descriptions of battle scenes, and Teacher Ling Xiao's posture of throwing a knife is extremely skilled. It's really hard to say who wins and who loses."

"Look, isn't that Master Ningguang and Master Keqing!"

When Ningguang and Keqing appeared together, Yujingtai was ignited, and everyone enthusiastically called the names of Ningguang and Keqing.

"Lord Ningguang, give me ten thousand Mora!"

"Miss Keqing, I like you, your cat head is so cute!"

There are a few black lines on the forehead of Ke Qing sitting on the judge's seat, you are the cat head, and your whole family is the cat head!

Gan Yu covered her mouth and chuckled, "There are so many people, as expected of Teacher Ling Xiao, the fans are so exaggerated."

Ningguang nodded slightly. She didn't expect the response of this novel competition to be so good. It also has something to do with the newspapers and magazines written by Mr. Zhong Li.

Witty and domineering, as expected of Mr. Zhong Li, he has considerable foresight.

Even the shocking literature that has just been popular in Dao's wife has been used flexibly, worthy of the name of the guest of the past life.

The walnut in the auditorium sneezed hard again, and there was a hint of confusion in Meihua's eyes. Will the holder of the eye of the fire element god still catch a cold these days?

Similar to the ice queen will wear a down jacket in winter.

Zhong Li sighed expressionlessly, always feeling that his compulsiveness had improved in a strange place.

"Wow, isn't that Mr. Yun?"

"Could it be that Liyue Qixing actually invited Mr. Yun to be the host, what a big deal!"

"You don't know anything about it, Mr. Yun is also a loyal fan of Teacher Ling Xiao, so naturally he won't refuse."

Yun Jin cleared his throat and walked slowly to the high platform. His voice was warm and moving, and the noisy scene was quiet in an instant.

"Welcome to Liyue's first novel competition, this competition is sponsored by Liyue Qixing."

Yun Jin smiled slightly and pointed to the three people on the panel, "Today's three judges are Tianquan Xing Ningguang, Yuheng Xing Keqing, and Yuehaiting's Miss Gan Yu."

Ningguang nodded slightly in greeting, Ke Qing raised her face arrogantly, and Gan Yu smiled and waved to the audience.

"The title of this competition adopts a lottery system. The three judges will each draw a card with text on it, and the contestants will use the text on the three cards to write their own works."

"The three judges each have 10 points, the audience has 20 points, and the contestant with the highest score wins!

Yun Jin pursed his lips and smiled, and his voice paused for a moment.

"The first contestant to appear is Mr. Zhenyu, who has published many martial arts novels. Mr. Zhenyu's martial arts novels sell well overseas. They are famous for their delicate description of fighting scenes. You are welcome."

As soon as Yun Jin finished speaking, Xing Qiu walked out shyly and handed over to the enthusiastic audience around him, "Thank you for your support, Xing Qiu will definitely go all out!"

Xing Qiu is seated at the spacious desk on the left.

"The next one to appear is Ying, a traveler who traveled to the seven countries! She has saved Liyue many times with her rich fighting skills. I wonder if she can use her vast knowledge to write a unique story?"

"Let's wait and see!"

Ying smiled and waved to the audience on both sides, with the confidence of a strong man in her steps, "Please support me!"

Paimon floated above Ying's head, and followed with confidence: "Everyone, please support us!"

One person and one Paimon were sitting in front of the desk on the right, and at this time there was only the central mahogany desk left.

Everyone knows who that position belongs to, and only that man can occupy position C.

Ke Qing also cheered up a little, and she was looking forward to Han Chen's on-site creation. In fact, in half an hour, Yu Hengxing-sama would regret his current thoughts.

"The last contestant to appear is the super-popular light novel writer, Teacher Ling Xiao!" Yun Jin pursed his lips slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, "I think there is no need to introduce too much about Teacher Ling Xiao's work, let me We welcome him!"

The applause was louder than the previous two combined, and the scene was boiling again, and everyone stretched their necks to see Teacher Ling Xiao.

Although Han Chen goes out for a walk every day, there are still a few people who know his identity.

Han Chenxu walked through the lively aisle with his eyes, and 10,000 galloping wild horses ran in his heart. Help, why are there so many people, bastards, the society is afraid of hell.

"Mr. Ling Xiao, you are so handsome, I love you so much!"

"Mr. Ling Xiao, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched violently, but luckily the aisle was very short, and it only took him 10 seconds to walk the 30-second journey.

When I sat behind the desk, I felt a long-lost peace.

"Okay, the three contestants are ready. The prizes for this competition are provided by Liyue Qixing. The third prize is Mora 200,000 yuan, the second prize is free half-year food and drink at Wanmintang, and the first prize is a free tea roll!"

Yun Jin felt a little surprised when she read it, is this the first prize? Is that the third prize? Is there something wrong?

But she found that Han Chen and Ying in the audience were suddenly full of energy, a little confused, and her excellent professionalism made her continue to talk: "Then ask the three judges to draw cards and read out the cards. Content."

Ningguang nodded slightly, put his hand into the card box, and took out a card.

"My card is [Seven Seven]."

Qiqi, who was sitting on Bai Zhu's neck in the audience, suddenly tilted his head and pointed at himself suspiciously, "Mr. Bai, is that me?"

Bai Zhu's mouth twitched slightly, and he began to develop a subtle interest in this novel competition.

Ke Qing picked up the card, her beautiful eyes shone slightly, "The card I drew is [Hat]."

"The card I drew is [Wizangpo]."

Gan Yu raised the card in her hand, her glazed eyes sparkling, being a judge is much more interesting than work.

"The cards drawn by the three judges are [Qiqi], [Hat] and [Wuwangpo], these three words will be the creative scope of Mr. Zhenyu, please feel free to write excellent works. !"

Yun Jin slowly flipped the hourglass on the edge of the high platform, and said softly, "The countdown is 15 minutes, start now!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the corner of Xingqiu's forehead. It was the first time to write a novel under such a tense environment.

Han Chen, who was beside him, drank the tea on the desk silently. His thoughts had drifted to Wanmintang, which was a few hundred meters away. He wondered if there was roasted goby at noon today.