The white-bearded old man's voice reached everyone's ears without any fluctuation.
Wen Liang tensed up slightly. Although he no longer cared about this competition, he was still a little nervous when he heard that his results were going to be announced.
Then Wen Qi surged, and rows of golden beans flew out of the box representing Wen Liang.
The golden beans were smooth and slippery, emitting a faint fluorescent light that was very conspicuous. Moreover, there seemed to be quite a lot of golden beans floating out of Wen Liang's box, and they finally settled down in more than ten rows in the air before stopping.
"One hundred and seventeen."
Wen Liang looked at the sky and counted, and soon he had a number.
Seeing this result, he couldn't say he was happy, nor could he say he was depressed. After all, he had already expected the story he wrote this time, and the feedback given by the scribes was not very good. Now he has more than a hundred golden beans.
It's already pretty good.
Next comes the main event.
There are three thousand golden beans. Wen Liang and Guan Feng combined have less than 150, which means that the remaining two thousand golden beans are among the remaining three people.
The three of them divided up more than 2,800 pieces, which was enough to create two winning places.
So when he thought of this, Feng Shaoyang's expression gradually became excited, "I have a hunch that this time... I can win!"
Next, the white-bearded old man didn't keep everyone waiting for too long. After announcing Wen Liang's results, he continued to count Feng Shaoyang's results.
I saw a flash of light in the void, and a dense mass of golden beans, like grapes on the vine, flew out of Wen Liang's box one by one. As soon as the astonishing number appeared, everyone on the stage could see
The expressions of several people could not help but change slightly.
Especially Guan Feng, who had always been at odds with Feng Shaoyang. When he saw the former's achievements, he was immediately shocked and denied on the spot: "This guy has so many golden beans? I don't believe it. I don't believe his story is better than Feng Shaoyang's."
My good!”
When Feng Shaoyang saw his golden beans, which had accumulated fifty or sixty rows in the blink of an eye, and there seemed to be many more behind him, his expression became extremely excited, but after hearing Guan Feng's words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and retorted.
Said: "Guan Feng, what do you mean by this? Why can't my story be better than yours? You can't afford to lose, right?"
Guan Feng stepped forward and said angrily: "With your level, how could you write better than me? If you really have this ability, how could you lose to me when we first met in Wen Gong!"
Feng Shaoyang sneered and said: "It's a joke. If I lose to you in the literary competition, does it mean that I will always lose to you? Guan Feng, don't think that because you are from the Chinese Academy of Arts in the capital, you always feel that you are one step above others. You
It’s better to accept the reality. No matter how powerful or strong you were before, if you lose here, you lose. The test left by the Confucian sage is fair and just, and no one can be deceived.
Besides, it was you who wavered and abandoned the previous story in the middle, which led to you not even finishing the story in the end. Who can you blame for getting such a golden bean? It's all your own fault. So, you
Why are you dissatisfied?"
"you……"
Feng Shaoyang's words were like a series of blows, which made Guan Feng's face turn pale and his feet involuntarily retreated.
Feng Shaoyang was right. The reason why he couldn't accept this result was because he was too proud. He always regarded himself as the proud son of heaven in Shendu Literary Academy. He felt that no one except the people of the liberal arts academy could become
his opponent.
But this time, he failed miserably, and in the end he couldn't even finish the story.
In fact, the moment the time was announced, he knew that he had lost, but he was unwilling to accept that he would lose to Feng Shaoyang. If Feng Shaoyang's results were reversed with Wenliang's, even if Wenliang would get so many golden beans,
He wouldn't say anything, but it was Feng Shaoyang who he always looked down upon, and this was what he couldn't accept the most.
"hateful……"
Guan Feng finally shook his fist fiercely towards the void, feeling like he was full of energy but had nowhere to go.
Long Cheng understood what he was thinking, and immediately stepped forward and patted Guan Feng on the shoulder and said: "Junior Brother Guan, it doesn't matter, it's just a loss. It's not a big deal. Just treat it as a setback. People have to fail after they fail.
, will become stronger!"
Guan Feng kept his face solemn and said nothing. It was obvious that this tone could not be relieved by just a few words.
Seeing his appearance, Feng Shaoyang became even more proud.
In the end, Feng Shaoyang's results were calculated, and the results were beyond everyone's expectations.
The old man with a white beard announced: "Feng Shaoyang's final score is one thousand and seventeen."
"More than a thousand!"
Hearing this result, Long Cheng shook his head with a wry smile, and then whispered: "It seems that I lost this time too!" Long Cheng had read Su Pingan's story and knew that the latter's golden beans must have exceeded a thousand.
, In this way, the total number of golden beans of Feng Shaoyang and Su Ping'an alone has exceeded two thousand, so no matter how many golden beans are left, they are not enough for Dragon City to advance.
Therefore, his results are already clear at a glance and he will definitely be eliminated.
Sure enough, it was Long Cheng's turn next. He had more golden beans than Wen Liang, but they were far from a thousand, only nearly four hundred, so he also lost the opportunity to enter the fourth mountain.
In the end, Su Pingan is left. His story is the most amazing and has aroused countless people's admiration, so everyone is also looking forward to his results the most.
The old man with the white beard did not hesitate and started counting immediately.
When Su Pingan's golden beans were activated by Wen Qi, the densely arranged scene made Feng Shaoyang a little bit disgusted, "Sure enough, this guy's results are the most domineering. His golden beans alone may have already taken over
That’s half of the total.”
The golden bean occupies a large area in the void, just like a golden auspicious cloud.
After carefully checking the auspicious numbers for a while, the white-bearded old man confirmed it twice before giving the final result, "Susheng Xiaomeng, one thousand four hundred and twenty-seven."
Wow...
Even though everyone had already expected this result, they were still shocked by the amount.
Su Ping'an's score accounted for nearly half of the total number of golden beans, one more than Feng Shaoyang's. Even if it was just a fraction, it was still two more than Guan Feng's score.
So the winner this time is none other than Su Pingan, and the ones who can get the 'A' rating are Su Pingan and Feng Shaoyang.
For this reason, Feng Shaoyang had already cheered in advance, "Great, I am the first person in Wen Palace to reach the fourth mountain in the past three hundred years, hahaha..."
But just when this guy was happy, the white-bearded old man suddenly spoke again: "Wait a minute, don't be happy too early. You seem to have forgotten that this test is about 'contemporary fantasy', but you and Su
The story written by Sheng Xiaomeng did not meet this condition, so anyone who did not write the story according to the rules would have to deduct three hundred gold beans as punishment. Therefore, after deducting another three hundred gold beans, only those who agreed with the promotion conditions in this test were
A person, that is... Su Sheng's little dream!"
Feng Shaoyang was dumbfounded on the spot after hearing this.
