I’m Really a Superstar

Off the court.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Ye returned to his seat.

The atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting was pushed to the highest point by a song "Shui Tiao Song Tou". Everyone became more excited and interested in the final selection results of the poetry meeting contest. Now the top ten are all from Meng Dongguo and their Writers Association. , Even the eleven and twelve were gradually occupied by them, in an overwhelming advantage, but Zhang Ye's outbreak made the result of the event full of suspense and uncertainty!

"Mr. Zhang, great!"

"Good job! I didn't shame our literary frequency!"

"The gang of Writers Association is silent, right? Let them grieve! They are all honest now!"

"Haha, Teacher Xiao Zhang, remember to sign me when I look back, I have to keep it for my collection."

The people on the literary and art broadcasting station were all sitting in the same area. When Zhang Ye came back, everyone gave him a thumbs up. Even if Tian Bin, Jia Yan and Wu Datao were not dealing with Zhang Ye, they are also I didn't dare to say anything about rumors, and I couldn't say it. The poem also made them dumbfounded!

Zhao Guozhou was originally sitting on the outside, but at this time he patted the subordinates around him and changed seats with them, "Xiao Zhang, you are once again impressed everyone!"

Zhang Ye said: "Thank you for your affirmation, the leader."

Zhao Guozhou asked: "Why don't you canvass for votes?"

"No need?" Zhang Ye didn't think it needed. "Everyone is not stupid. Everyone has the ability to appreciate art. If they think my poems are good, they will vote for me and think of other people's poems. u5

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In 97d, I would vote for them, and it doesn't make much sense to canvass votes. This is not a draft contest, but a purely literary exchange. It's better to be pure. "The head of this servant talked with a high-sounding Dao.

Wang Xiaomei said, "You can see clearly."

Zhao Guozhou's humanity to the frequency of literature and art: "Do you think Xiao Zhang can get the number one? Teacher Xiaomei, what do you think?"

"Speaking of me, in terms of the quality and literary nature of the work alone, Teacher Xiao Zhang must be the first. Of course, this is only my personal opinion, but I don’t know if other audiences will buy it. Vice Chairman Meng Dongguo’s poem It is also very good. Some people may think that it is better. It is possible." Looking at the watch, Wang Xiaomei praised the woman on her wrist, "Besides, there are only more than 20 minutes left."

"twenty minutes?"

"Ah yes! The voting is almost over!"

"Oh, that's nothing, I can't catch up!"

Everyone is a little sorry, what an amazing poem, but because of the time issue, I just couldn't get good results!

Behind, the eldest sister Zhou of Art Broadcasting came back alone. In order not to block the sight of those behind, she bent down and walked over. As soon as she got here, she squeezed in, "Let's give in, Liu Er, Zhou Er, let the older sister In the past." In a blink of an eye, I came to Zhang Ye's side, "Hey, where are you leading?"

Zhao Guozhou said, "Why did you go?"

"Pretend to go to the bathroom." Sister Zhou said with her mobile phone: "I actually wanted to show Xiao Zhang the voting results. There is no internet in the auditorium, so I can only watch it outside."

Aunt Sun paid attention: "How is it?"

People from other art stations also turned their heads, wanting to know.

Sister Zhou took the phone and pointed out to them that there is no Internet now, but the information and web pages before the disconnection can still be seen, "Xiao Zhang's "Shui Tiao Song Tou" has caused a sensation. He finished reading three minutes ago. The poetry website staff just added the voting options, and "Shui Tiao Song Tou" has more than 900 votes. Look at the evaluation, the comments of netizens are almost crazy, and the comments are fried!"

The screen of the phone showed a dense array of messages.

"God!"

"This word is invincible!"

"Want to be so powerful?"

"Who is Zhang Ye? Why have I never heard of this teacher before?"

"I heard it right? I heard that someone from Meng Dongguo and the Writers Association wanted to criticize and comment on Zhang Ye's poems? Use him as a negative textbook? The poems have come out, why is there no one to criticize and guide?"

"I laughed, I really laughed!"

"The writers' association are funny! This face has been beaten and swollen!"

"Haha, I have always supported Teacher Zhang Ye. In the future, who would dare to say that Teacher Zhang Ye can't write poetry? I think in the future, who would dare to say that Teacher Zhang Ye's works are not literary!"

"To the teachers of the Writers Association, I now only show (XI) show (WEN) the same (LE) love (JIAN)!"

"If someone who can write words like "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" doesn't understand poetry, then no one in the world understands the **** thing. The writers' association is short-sighted? How about the vice chairman? I want to ask you guys now. Now, is it because you don’t understand literature or Teacher Zhang Ye doesn’t understand literature?"

"Go vote!"

"Yes, don't talk nonsense, it's important to vote first, there is almost no time!"

"The navy forces are assembled! Although they may not be able to catch up, the difference is too far, but who have we been afraid of? None of us are shocked! Even if we are single and weak, we must contribute our strength to Teacher Zhang Ye! Nothing else, just because of Teacher Zhang Ye's courage to fight for the spirit of loving whomever! We can't persuade you!"

"coming!"

"Navy sign in!"

"Vote has been cast!"

"I am so hungry and thirsty again and again!"

Zhang Ye's fans have come to support it, and countless others who have only met him for the first time were moved by "Shui Tiao Song Tou" and supported them!

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"Only nine hundred votes?" Zhao Guozhou frowned.

Sister Zhou said: "It's just a moment, there are already a lot of things, right?"

"Sister Zhou, where is Xiao Zhang now?" Wang Xiaomei asked.

"Before I disconnected from the Internet, it was 925 votes, ranking 41st." Sister Zhou said for Zhang Ye: "It looks a bit low, but it only takes a few minutes.\u5d

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F2, in terms of increasing speed, it is definitely much more than those from the Writers Association, Xiao Zhang is really amazing! "

forty one? Zhang Ye was also not satisfied.

Aunt Sun sighed, "Oh, I definitely can't catch up. Don't think about it. People have accumulated two hours. We only have more than 20 minutes, which is too much difference. And all the writers' associations are dozens of fans. Ten thousand, how many fans does Teacher Xiao Zhang have? They are not as popular as them."

Sister Zhou smacked her lips: "There is hope. Many listeners just heard it. It may not have time to vote. There will be more and more. I think Xiao Zhang can compete for the top ten! No, the top six. There should be hope too!" Take out his mobile phone, "Look, except for the first place, Meng Dongguo leads the country with 37,000 votes, but the latter are all significantly reduced. The sixth place is 11,000 votes. I think Teacher Xiao Zhang absolutely There are dramas to catch up! No matter how bad the tenth place is, it still has 8,500 votes. If you can't make the top six, you should be able to make the top ten? I think it's okay!"

The editor of a literary and art broadcast said: "It is enough to be in the top ten. At least it can break the monopoly of being members of the association. It can be regarded as a win for our frequency."

"Right!"

"I hope God bless you!"

Everyone also accepted this helpless reality.

Sister Zhou suggested: "Let's go to the toilet in shifts, five at a time, five at a time, and all vote for Teacher Xiao Zhang. The higher Zhang's ranking, the more honorable our frequency! I have already voted for Xiao Zhang just now!" The older sister was enthusiastic.

Zhang Ye was sweating profusely, "Don't don't, don't, I thank you all, it's really unnecessary!"

What is this word?

This is Su Shi's words!

This is the famous "Shui Tune Song Tou"!

Do you have to rely on colleagues pretending to go to the bathroom to cast one, two, or a dozen votes to rank up? This is too low in price, this is too much, so that people in his world can't laugh at it! Anyway, Zhang Ye can't afford to lose this person! If everyone really can't appreciate this poem, or the song "Shui Tune Song Tou", Zhang Ye will have no choice, and no choice will be made if the number of votes cannot be increased.

do not care.

Let fate and see the result.

Zhang Ye has done everything he can, and he has worked hard. Now, can this great work by Su Shi help him turn the situation around? Can it help Zhang Ye step on the faces of the Beijing Writers Association to justify himself? All he can do is wait and let the public judge everything!

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Time is fast, even if Zhang Ye is expecting to give him a little more time and give the audience a little more time, the watch will not stop, and it will soon be two o'clock!

"Okay, now the voting is over." Zhang Huo announced: "Let's wait for the staff of the notary office to count the final votes. In this gap, let's review the classic poems before."

As soon as the recording opened, the poems of Meng Dongguo and Zheng Anbang Dalei were replayed.

Soon, a man and a woman in the notary office of Chengdong District came up with a book holder, "It's all right."

The hostess Sun Mengjie smiled and said, "The comrades in the notary office have already counted them. I can't wait to know the result. I have to take a look first."

She leaned in immediately.

Zhang Huo was also too curious, and he also looked at the ranking in the hands of the notary.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Zhang Huo and Sun Mengjie were all dumbfounded on the spot, dumbfounded!

When I saw the appearance of the two hosts, there was a commotion underneath, and I couldn't figure out what was going on, and I became more curious!

"what happened?"

"The results are exaggerated?"

"Could it be that Vice Chairman Meng has too many poem votes ahead?"

A female comrade in the notary office held the microphone and said, "September 8th at 12:00, as of 14:00 in the afternoon, the number of votes for the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair was supervised by Chengdong District Notary Li Hai and Zheng Meihong. Fair and effective, let me declare the top ten in the competition!"

Zhang Ye concentrated.

Zhao Guozhou and Wang Xiaomei did not squint.

Meng Dongguo Dalei and others are more relaxed, they think there is no suspense.

"Tenth place, Little Red Mushroom, "Yueer Auntie", the number of votes-9,300 votes!" Female\u

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Upon hearing this, Da Lei smiled and congratulated him: "Congratulations, this is a poetry club, you can get the top ten in writing fairy tales, you can see the skill of Teacher Xiaohong Mushroom."

Little Red Mushroom said: "Come on, don't hold me up."

The notary continued: "The ninth place, Da Lei, "Untitled", the number of votes-nine thousand eight hundred votes!"

Little Red Mushroom happily said: "You see, you are better than me, who said that your poetry audience is small? Look, the audience still agrees."

Da Lei shook his hand humbly, "I'm not very satisfied with this poem. I didn't write my character and artistic conception. It is normal for everyone to respond lower."

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"Fourth place, Zhou Anyi, "Mochizuki", 16,001 votes!"

At this point, the fourth to the tenth place have been read, without exception, they are from the Beijing Writers Association, and a netizen’s poem has not been selected in the top ten!

"It's time for third place!"

"Nervous, who could it be?"

"Why didn't you hear Zhang Ye's name?"

"Yes, will it be third?"

"It's not that high, he only has more than 20 minutes to vote, he won't."

In everyone’s discussion, the female notary said the third place, "The third place, Zheng Anbang, modern poem "Mid-Autumn Festival", the number of votes...19,822 votes!"

what?

Zheng Anbang is third?

Sister Zhou was anxious, "What about Xiao Zhang! Why is there no Xiao Zhang!"

Tian Bin said: "Don't ask, it must have not been in the top ten."

"There must be a shady! There must be a shady!" Sister Zhou said in an air: "Xiao Zhang didn't even get in the top ten? Who believes it! What a great word!"

"Oh, the bamboo basket is all gone."

"Yeah, the time is too late, otherwise the result is really hard to tell!"

Some people of literary and artistic frequency regret, some lament, and some are not satisfied with this result!

But when the female notary read the second place, everyone was quiet, and it felt as if it suddenly turned on silent!

"Second place, Meng Dongguo, "The Mid-Autumn Festival

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second?

Meng Dongguo is second?

The audience was in an uproar!

Meng Dongguo was also startled, how could it be possible!

Da Lei and Zheng Anbang looked at each other, and a bad premonition suddenly came to their hearts!

At this time, everyone also had a startled thought. Isn't Meng Dongguo number one? Who is the first? Who is the champion of this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?

The female notary paused and raised her head and said loudly: "The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair is the first in the number of votes, Zhang Ye! "Shui Tiao Song Tou"! The number of votes..." At this point, the female notary also brought a shock. In fact, she and her colleagues have just seen the number of votes and rankings, but now, the female notary still finds it incredible, "The number of votes for "Shui Tiaoge Tou" is...158,000 votes!"

One hundred and fifty thousand?

150,000 votes? ?

I rely on you as a fifth grandma!

Hearing this, the audience was shocked!