Little Farmer Big Star

September 5.

Magic City, a residential area.

Du Feng stood by the window, looking out the window with a solemn expression.

"Brother Du, are you worried about tonight's game?" Mo Bai said behind him.

Du Feng didn't look back, he sighed lightly, and said, "If it was a few days ago, I would be absolutely confident. However, now that Li Fan has made such amazing works in a row, I really have no chance of winning against him."

Speaking of which, he doesn't have any grudges with Li Fan. But why does he really want to win over Li Fan? It's all about a "name" word. Li Fan has recently made a splash in the poetry world. If Du Feng can beat Li Fan, his fame will undoubtedly skyrocket again.

It's just that as the game gets closer, he feels less and less hope of winning. He doesn't like this feeling.

"Brother Du, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and drink tea." Lu Ran said while adding some tea, "If Brother Lu still treats Li Fan with disdain as before, then he really won't win. Possibly. But now that Brother Lu attaches so much importance to Li Fan, I think it is not impossible to win against Li Fan."

Mo Bai also smiled and said: "Brother Lu is right, Brother Du should come over for tea. As long as Brother Du pays enough attention, the quality of your works should not be inferior to that of Li Fan. Besides, the number of fans we have in the poetry world. But it's more than Li Fan. Let's canvass for you on Weibo, and it's still possible to win Li Fan."

Du Feng's eyes lit up, and the method of canvassing votes through Weibo seems to be feasible. In the first few rounds of the group stage, because they were sure of winning, they never appealed to fans on Weibo to come and support.

Now, for the first time, he can appeal to fans on Weibo for support, and the effect will not be bad. Because fans want to support, generally they will not just vote by themselves, but will ask their friends to vote together. In this case, even if his friends want to vote for others, they will usually give him a face and vote for themselves.

If his friends are not interested in poetry, then he can vote for himself without pressure.

Besides, Mo Bai, Wang Ling, and Lu Ran will definitely be canvassing for themselves on their respective Weibo. In the eyes of the outside world, the four young masters in their poems are often linked together, advancing and retreating together. In this case, with the appeal of the three of them, their respective fans are also likely to vote for themselves.

Just like this, the three of them will definitely get a lot less votes tonight. Because each person is limited to two votes per round, if they vote for themselves, it is naturally impossible to vote for them again. But even so, it should not be difficult to win against the opponent.

Thinking like this, Du Feng's mood suddenly improved a lot. He came over, took a cup of tea and took a sip, and said: "The two brothers are right, I just got a hint of inspiration, and I can polish the poem tonight. I think it will not be better than that of Li Fan's poem. Difference."

Mo Bai smiled and said, "Brother Du is right to think this way. Don't forget, he won't be like a duck to water when it comes to the finals."

Immediately, several people respectively updated a Weibo message. Call on fans to vote for Du Feng tonight.

...

Sansheng Village.

Du Feng broke his head for tonight's game, but Li Fan didn't take the game to heart at all.

The old house has been completely demolished yesterday, and the foundation is being dug today. Li Fan helped on the construction site for a while,

I went to school with the little girl again.

Tomorrow, the little girl will start school, and she needs to go to the school to register today. Li Fan naturally took this opportunity to send a lot of fruit to Su Qing, but Su Qing was busy signing up students and didn't say two words, which made Li Fan feel very sorry.

The little girl has started school, which means the summer vacation is over. Usually, the number of tourists to the village should decrease, but the number of tourists on weekends should not decrease, and there may be more than now. Because everyone can't come on weekdays, they can only choose to come on weekends.

...

When Li Fan was busy in the village, he was also busy on the Internet.

Mo Bai, Du Feng, Wang Ling, and Lu Ran are known as the "Four Young Masters in Poetry", and their number of fans is naturally not small. As soon as the four people's Weibo was updated, they were seen by many fans.

"Tonight Ah Feng fights Li Fan, Ah Feng is on Weibo

Call on us to help him out, everyone must be on time. "

"It's natural. Even if Ah Feng doesn't post on Weibo, we will help out. Li Fan's poems are well written, but our family Ah Feng does not lose to him."

"Haha! I have asked all my classmates to vote for Ah Feng tonight."

"Yes, everyone, go and get your friends to vote. Let's take all 3 points tonight and lead the standings alone."

"Haha! Mo Bai's fans are here to help. Tonight, the four young fans in our poem are one family, so let Li Fan see our strength."

"Agree! Fans of Wang Ling are also here to report. Let's go around to publicize and canvass votes. We will try to win against Li Fan tonight."

"Since everyone is here, how can there be less of our Lu Ran fans. Let's fight together tonight!"

"..."

The fan group of the four young masters in the poem was shouting lively here, and naturally they were informed by Fanlou's poetry group at the first time.

This made Wang Bin secretly anxious. As soon as possible, he believed that Du Feng's work, no matter how excellent it was, could not compare to Li Fan. But the difference is not big but it should be true.

In addition, the fans of the four young masters in the poem are now promoting and canvassing votes. If a little more people responded, it was really possible to tie or even lose the game tonight. Unless you are doing some publicity here and there, canvassing votes.

Thinking like this, Wang Bin hurriedly contacted Lin Fei, the owner of Fanlou, and told Lin Fei about the situation. Lin Fei smiled lightly, telling him not to worry. He, Du Feng, has four fan groups in the poem, and we also have various groups in Fanlou. Ask the brothers and sisters in other groups to help spread the word.

Wang Bin patted his head, secretly thinking that he was flustered and confused. He only thought of his own poetry group, completely forgetting that Li Fan's fan group is not only poetry group. This is not a qualified leader.

However, now he has no time to blame himself. And immediately requested support from the other three groups.

"Haha! Since your poetry group got the news, our fairy tale group also got the news. Don't worry, we are already taking action. What Du Feng wants to fight with us, it's still early."

"I said, Team Leader Wang, you're not moving fast enough. I thought your poetry group had to do it on your own."

"Don't worry, we are one family, so Du Feng can't win."

After the three team leaders made their respective statements, the host Lin Fei also spoke at this time, "Don't underestimate your opponent, this Du Feng is different from Li Fan's other opponents. Du Feng is strong and has many fans, so it must not be underestimated. ."

"Yes, please rest assured, the landlord!" The four team leaders said yes.

After Lin Fei said this, he called Li Fan again and told Li Fan about the situation. The last time Fanlou was established, Li Fan had already given him his personal phone number.

After Li Fan received Lin Fei's call, his heart warmed, "What a lovely group of fans."

Immediately, he also updated a Weibo: "Thank you everyone. Don't worry, the victory must belong to us!"

...

(To be continued.)