Four people stood there, and they had five works, and three of these five works would also be won by him, and he won the top three in this Chinese Literature Grand Prix.

Wu Xiaotian, Mu Juechen, no, Feng Letian, everyone is a famous martial arts novel author, and he wrote popular works. Everyone won awards, and it is not unusual for everyone to be eliminated.

Among the four, there are old martial arts novelist Mu Juechen, rookies Mengyao and Feng Letian in recent years, and even Wu Xiaotian, who has become famous in recent months.

Fan Yun and the two hosts stood on the stage.

Zhu Qian looked at Fan Yun and asked, "Teacher Fan, who do you think these four people and five works will win the award in the end?"

Fan Yun glanced at the four people on the stage and said with a smile: "I think they should all win awards because everyone's works are very good."

"However, we can only choose three. I wonder what the final result will be?" The male host Chen Ming said with a smile: "So, the possibility of them all being rescued is basically zero."

"Oh, it's really a pity!" Fan Yun also shook his head.

"Chen Ming, tell me, who will win the award?" Zhu Qian asked again.

She just asked Fan Yun with this question, but he cleverly walked around it, but Zhu Qian was obviously unwilling to give up, so she turned to ask Chen Ming again.

Chen Ming slapped his head and said distressedly: "Qianqian, aren't you cheating me? Do you know how many fans these teachers have? Even if these teachers don't mind, I'm afraid that I will be drowned by their fans. So Qianqian, please let me go."

"Okay, I'll let you go for the time being." Zhu Qian said with a smile: "Then we will leave the final result to our teacher Fan Yunfan to reveal."

"Okay, I won't say much about gossip. Since everyone is waiting urgently, I will solve the answer to this mystery!" Fan Yun did not postpone it. He picked up the award card, started it, and after reading it, he smiled and said, "Next, I announce that the author who won the third place in the Best Work Award in the Chinese Literature Grand Prix is ​​the author who won the third place..."

I'll go, this is usually a tone that the host likes to sway people's appetites. Now Fan Yun has learned it.

If you want to read it, you will be quick, and you will be so anxious.

Even Wu Xiaotian, who was originally quite calm, was now a little nervous because of this tone, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot. When listening to the breathing of the few people around him, it became much more rapid.

Just when everyone was about to get mad, Fan Yun said slowly: "Next, I announce that the author who won the third place is Meng Yao."

Slap sex...

Finally, the people in the audience applauded wildly.

Meng Yao, who won the third place, also smiled sweetly and bent down to salute the audience. The others also applauded and congratulated each other.

"But, I haven't finished talking yet." As the applause from the audience gradually stopped, Fan Yun said with a smile: "You are so enthusiastic. You are halfway through my speech, and you have to do it again. The authors who won the third place in the Best Work Award of the Chinese Literature Grand Prix are Meng Yao and Feng Letian."

"What? Why are there two people? Shouldn't one person win the award in one ranking?"

"Yes, why are two people winning the award at the same time now? Could it be that they are wrong?"

"Yes, you guys got it wrong!"

"Is there any insider? Or is there another hidden truth?"

After Fan Yun said this, the audience did not applaud, but questioned them one after another. Why is there a tie in this ranking? Isn’t it five to choose three? It’s a mess.

Fan Yun was a little dizzy at this time, and it was the first time he encountered this situation.

However, the two hosts obviously had expected it. Zhu Qian said: "According to the information we just obtained, the evaluation results are 100% accurate and fair. Everyone should know that the evaluation method of this competition is based on the scoring system."

"Yes, the selection method of this competition consists of four parts. First, the judges of the competition account for 25% of the total score; second, the online voting account for 25% of their scores; third, the professional media magazines and other institutions account for 25% of their scores; fourth, the influence and dissemination range of novels account for 25%, which is like a school exam, and there will be a tie. " Chen Ming explained: "As for the specific scores of all their entries, they will be announced tomorrow, and the public announcement is the authors who won the award tonight, and the rest of the authors are not public, but you can refer to your own scores. Everyone is welcome to express different opinions at that time."

After they said this, the audience below understood and nodded in agreement.

Slap sex...

The applause of the crowd rang again.

"Okay, the third author who won the Best Work Award at the Chinese Literature Grand Prix is ​​Jin Gu and Mu Juechen."

This time Fan Yun did not make people feel like he was once again. He said the second place winner at one time, and there were two people, namely Jin Gu and Mu Juechen.

Slap sex...

Everyone applauded again like a tsunami.

"Damn, it's true, there are two more people?"

"Well, Mu Juechen and Mengyao, they are both authors I like."

"Wait, there's only one person left here."

"Yes, there is only one person left, and it's Wu Xiaotian."

"Isn't it normal for a person to be alone? No, alone? Or Wu Xiaotian, Wu Xiaotian is also Jin Gu, so what do you say?"

Wait, among the second place, Jin Gu and Mu Juechen, the third place is not with Feng Letian, the second place and the third place are four people, isn’t the remaining first place...

Yes, the second and third places have been confirmed, so the candidate for the first place is about to emerge, and only Wu Xiaotian is the only one.

Wu Xiaotian won the first place in the Best Work Award at this Chinese Literature Grand Prix.

Fan Yun was very quick this time, and his voice was almost consistent with the thoughts of the audience in the venue at the same time. He shouted loudly: "The author who won the first place in the Best Work Award at this Chinese Literature Grand Prix is ​​Wu Xiaotian. Yes, that's right, it's him, congratulations!"

In an instant, the audience was in full bloom. Whether it was fans, authors, or even reporters, they stood up one after another, applauding desperately in their hands.

One person, two novels, won the first and second place respectively, which shocked everyone.

The scene was completely boiling.

There is no doubt that this is the night that belongs to Wu Xiaotian, it is also the night that belongs to martial arts novels, and it is also the night that belongs to Chinese culture. (To be continued.)
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