Li Fan spent most of the day outside recording videos.

When he returned home, it was already past four in the afternoon. At this time, discussions on the Internet about this "children's poetry contest" are already in full swing.

"I didn't expect so many people to pay attention to this competition."

"Yes, the article that is currently ranked number one in our province is really good. It has a famous style."

"Which province are you from?"

"Shonan."

"I know, I just went to see the situation in your province. The number one work seems to be called "Xia Shou" right? The author seems to be called Song Qing."

"Well, yes."

"It's normal for Song Qing to be ranked first. People already have a small reputation. Don't say that they are now ranked first, even if it is the second stage of the final killing, it is not impossible."

"Yes, I feel that this year's competition is fierce."

"Who said no? The top ten votes in our province are all the same. What do you think of this situation?"

"Have you noticed that the work currently ranked No. 1 by Magic Capital is not owned by Yu Qing, and the work ranked No. 1 in Funan Province is not Li Fan's."

"Cut! You still need to say this. I have been paying attention to these two provinces. Neither of them should have submitted any articles yet."

"It's almost a day passed and I still don't vote. The later you vote, the bigger the gap with the previous votes."

"Who knows what's going on. We just watched it, and it feels like this year will be very interesting."

"..."

...

Longshan Township Central School, teacher dormitory building.

Su Qing is packing things up. School is off, and she is going home.

When she was packing her things, she would sit next to the computer and refresh the webpage from time to time.

As the time got later and later, there was a faint worry between her eyebrows.

"I haven't submitted any papers at this time, don't you know that this will cause people to worry?"

...

Provincial City, Fun Children's Publishing House.

As Tang Quan refreshed the website, he asked, "Brother Li hasn't submitted his work yet, do you want to call and ask?"

Xie Peng pondered for a moment and said: "I can't use it. Li Fan might have his intentions if he didn't vote. Let's just look at it. When did Brother Li disappoint us?"

Tang Quan smiled, "Of course I know this. I just want to know what that kid is doing?"

Xie Peng shrugged, "I actually want to know this too."

Tang Quan burst into laughter after hearing this.

...

A high-end residential area.

Qin Lan is also refreshing the website. "Boy Li Fan hasn't submitted his work yet, is he still ready?"

Yang Jie shook her head: "It's not that I will not be ready, but it is indeed strange not to vote at this time. What is even more strange is that Yu Qing did not vote. I don't know what they mean."

Qin Lan went on to say: "This year's competition seems to be very fierce. I think the top-ranked works in various provinces are very good now. It is probably difficult for Li Fan to win."

Yang Jie nodded and said: "Indeed. This is beyond our expectations. This time the attention is so high, if a few more masters are attracted to take action. Li Fan really does not necessarily have a chance of winning. After all, this is not. fairy tale."

Qin Lan said, "Worried about what to do with so many things, that kid's defeat is not just a lesson for him. Lest he think he is invincible."

Yang Jie smiled after hearing this, but did not speak.

...

Beijing, a high-end apartment.

Zhang Xia asked with some worry: "Old man, does the young man Li Fan still contribute works?"

Zheng Jie looked at the computer and replied, "It shouldn't be there yet."

"Not yet? The first day is almost over. Why don't you vote yet? Call and ask."

"No, don't look at that kid's young age, he has his own way of doing things. You, just watch patiently."

"Are you not worried at all? Don't you say that things like competition are inaccurate?"

"It's true that the game is in doubt. But that kid won't disappoint."

...

Magic City, in a certain community.

Yu Qing frowned and asked, "Isn't Li Fan yet to submit a work?"

A young man sitting across from him said, "Not yet, Brother Yu. I have been paying attention to the situation in Funan Province. Brother Yu, do we have to wait for that kid to submit the paper before we submit it?"

Yu Qing nodded and said: "Well. Since we want to convince him to lose, then we can't shoot ahead of him. You stare a little bit, as long as he shoots, tell me immediately."

The young man replied, "Don't worry, Brother Yu. I've been watching."

Young people just refresh the webpage from time to time. Suddenly, after he refreshed the webpage again. Such a message was displayed in the bulletin board of the submission channel on the official website of the Funan Writers Association.

"Contributed a new work: "Spring Outing", author: Li Fan."

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu. You voted, you voted. Li Fan voted!" the young man shouted.

"Did you vote?" Yu Qing frowned, "Let me have a look."

After Yu Qing finished speaking, he hurriedly got up and went to the computer. Open the "Spring Outing" and read it carefully.

Although he had confidence in himself, he was still very jealous of Li Fan. When opening "Spring Outing", I was even a little nervous.

But when he finished watching "Spring Outing", the whole person suddenly relaxed.

Some disdainfully smiled: "I thought he was so powerful? It made me worry for so long in vain. Of course, the level is still good. But if you want to beat me, there is still a big gap."

The young man also looked disdainful, "Brother Yu, you value him so much. I thought he was so powerful. It seems that the gap with you is still a bit big."

Yu Qing waved his hand and said, "I can't say that, after all, fairy tales are his strong point. It's not bad that prose has such a level."

However, even though Yu Qinghua said so, the pride on his face could not be concealed.

"Brother Yu, can our works be submitted?" the young man asked.

Yu Qing nodded and said, "Well, vote. It's time for readers to take a look."

...

Yu Qing is far more than the people who saw Li Fan's contributions.

Youth Children's Publishing House.

Lin Hai looked at the computer screen and laughed: "So this is the level of that kid! Ouch, I am so worried today in vain."

Fang Jing also smiled: "To be honest, the level of this article is pretty good. It just doesn't match Li Fan's reputation a bit."

Lin Hai laughed for a while before saying: "Now I feel relieved. We have all been fooled by Li Fan's reputation before."

Fang Jing said: "Now, that kid Li Fan probably won't end well."

Lin Hai sneered and said, "No one else is to blame. He can only be blamed for being too young. He doesn't know the south, east, west, northwest if he has a little performance."

Fang Jing sighed, "Yes, too young, what a pity."

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