"29 points!"
"Mr. Ling Xiao got a score close to a perfect score!" Yun Jin slowly raised the scoreboard, "The audience score is being counted. Who will be the final champion?"
"After the ad, come right back."
Tian Tiezui slowly walked up to the stage, holding up a well-packaged wine bottle, "Now come to Crescent Moon to order a meal, and you will receive a bottle of aged wine worth 1999 Moura. When ordering, choose Crescent!"
At the jury's seat, Ningguang said with a smile: "Ke Qing, I didn't expect you to rate this novel so highly." She thought that Ke Qing would give a 0 in anger.
Ke Qing snorted, her ears flushed, "I, I'm just scoring objectively, this is the basic quality of the judges!"
Yu Hengxing has always been fair and disdain to hide his emotions, although this is really embarrassing.
Gan Yu smiled slightly, blinked softly and said, "Mr. Ling Xiao's novel is so romantic, Ke Qing, what do you think?"
"Alright, alright," Ke Qing lowered her head slightly, stirring her hands together.
In fact, her real thoughts are: woo woo so romantic, does this kind of love really exist, their ending must be happy, why don't you write some extra sweets!
This point is not enough to watch, okay, I must force Han Chen to do more extras when I look back!
Of course, Lord Yuhengxing still looks like a light cloud on the surface, upholding the principle of fairness and openness, and scored 9 points.
Ying sat down beside Han Chen dejectedly, waiting for the results to be announced, "Han Chen, I feel like I'm finished, did I write too self-consciously?"
Paimon nodded in agreement, "If I wrote my code name a little more aggressively, it would definitely improve my score a lot!"
Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, your focus is so strange.
"Your novels are very interesting, aren't they good?" Han Chen felt a little unbearable every time he read Ying's novels. In a sense, this is also a kind of talent.
"Mr. Ling Xiao, your writing is really gorgeous," Xing Qiu also came over and commented seriously: "I can feel the experience of countless countries from the writing, maybe I should go out for a walk."
ha? Can you see this too?
Han Chen was dumbfounded, why didn't he know that his writing could be so awesome, "Ahem, that is, I checked more information."
Xing Qiu nodded solemnly, thinking that he is indeed Teacher Ling Xiao, who is very modest.
Yun Jin coughed lightly and took out the scoreboard in his hand, "Now we announce the ranking of Liyue's first novel competition, and the third place is Ying, who has a final score of 40!"
Ying had already adjusted her mentality, and waved her hand to the podium with a smile, "Thank you for your support!"
"The second place is Mr. Zhenyu who got a high score of 48!"
Xing Qiu bowed his hands modestly, "Thank you for your support."
Yun Jin took a deep breath, "The first place is Teacher Ling Xiao, who scored 49 points! He almost got unanimous praise from the audience!"
Han Chen walked up to the podium representing the first place, thinking that there are only three contestants participating in this competition, and three awards are specially set up, which is outrageous.
"The judges are invited to present awards to the contestants below," Yun Jin smiled and applauded, and the three people on the judge's seat also walked to the awards podium with the trophies.
Gan Yu handed the trophy to Ying, and there was still a trace of resentment in her glass-colored eyes, "Traveler, next time, get closer to the character!"
Ying received the trophy with a smile, "Sorry Gan Yu, I will definitely follow the character design next time!"
Ningguang walked in front of Xing Qiu, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "Keep working hard."
"Thank you Lord Tianquanxing for your appreciation, Xingqiu will definitely live up to it."
Xing Qiu took the trophy and gave a solemn salute.
In the end, Master Keqing was left. She slowly raised the trophy and looked up at the young man on the podium. The young man's face was a little blurry in the sun.
Like yin and yang.
"Well written, sorry, I didn't give it a 9 on purpose."
Ke Qing seems to want to explain that what she did before is not a judgment based on excessive shame, but this appearance is really messed up the more she explains it.
"I understand," Han Chen smiled and stretched out his right hand, "I don't know where it's written as Miss Keqing intended."
"If it's really me..." Ke Qing stood on tiptoe slightly and handed the trophy to Han Chen. She blushed and didn't say anything in the end.
"Nothing, congratulations, first place."
Ke Qing smiled slightly and gave Han Chen a thumbs up.
Han Chen's mood is very uncomfortable, just like the author suddenly broke the chapter when he read the most exciting part of the plot, but you have finished talking!
Ke Qing pursed her lips, and a smile flashed in her beautiful eyes. If it was really her, she would never have waited for three years.
If that is her love, even if the thorns are overgrown, she will be reckless.
Ke Qing recalled the first time she and Han Chen met in Tianheng Mountain, did she ever laugh at that time?
She smiled and shook her head, how could she really put herself into the novel.
off the field.
Zhong Li saw with his own eyes that the one-year free tea voucher was delivered to Han Chen, and a faint light flashed in the depths of his pupils.
Hu Tao tugged at Zhongli's sleeve and said softly, "Zhongli, Zhongli, do you want me to try to use light novels to promote our Rebirth Hall?"
"I've already thought of the name, so it's called "Becoming a Ghost, I Met the Beautiful Girl Walnut"."
The corners of Zhongli's mouth twitched slightly, not to mention that someone would really call himself a beautiful girl, this name is too Han Chenhua!
But Zhongli thought about it, if Hu Tao is really addicted to writing, it doesn't seem like a bad thing, so that he has more time to fish.
"In terms of general rationality, you will definitely explode, come on."
Yingzheng on the podium happily held a large bag of Mora with Paimon, Xing Qiu held up the half-year free coupon for Wanmintang with a helpless face, and Han Chen happily held the free tea coupon.
"The camera is ready, everyone, look at the camera!"
"3, 2, 1 - Paimon!"
Click.
A photo was slowly spit out from the camera, and when Ke Qing looked at Han Chen in the photo, she couldn't help laughing out loud, what a strange person.
Obviously, he can give up 500,000 Mora's manuscript fee for Liyue, but he participates in the novel competition for the mere free roll of tea.
Han Chen, what kind of person are you?
Ke Qing quietly watched Han Chen from a distance, her amethyst-like pupils gleaming.
Han Chen put the free tea rolls into his pocket seriously. Of course, the free ones are not the same as the paid ones. Of course, the free prostitutes are more fragrant.
In short, this time it was not in vain, but the process of the competition made his society extremely tormented.
Where are you going to eat lunch today... Han Chen's thoughts have drifted to Wanmintang.