My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

Even though the female host invited by the essay contest was nearly 40 years old and had rich hosting experience, she was a little confused in the face of this situation.

Many people stood up excitedly at the scene, and there was a lot of noise. The atmosphere was on the verge of getting out of control.

The female host reacted and hurriedly said: "Wait!"

"Mr. Ye Zhiqiu, how can you prove that it is Haizi himself?"

"Yes! Nonsense! This is simply nonsense!"

There was a roar from below, and at a glance, it was Guan Yi who was emotional and flushed.

Ye Zhiqiu did not change his expression, took out his mobile phone, and opened the internal message page of the essay contest official website.

The live camera quickly followed up. In the picture, the organizer notified the winner of the work "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom" and invited him to Hangzhou to attend the award ceremony. The internal message was clearly visible.

"Haizi" also replied with the four words "Received, Participating".

After truly confirming Ye Zhiqiu's identity, the host covered her mouth in astonishment, Guan Yi's eyes were full of disbelief, his feet swayed, and he sat down on the stool.

"Wow!!!"

The atmosphere was boiling, and the comments in the live broadcast room were going crazy.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"What kind of magic operation is this? Even the script doesn't dare to act like this!!"

"Ye Zhiqiu is actually 'Haizi'... I'm still a little dizzy now..."

"What kind of magic plot is this? It's really a waste of space..."

"Hahahaha, Guan Yi's face turned pale."

"Ye Zhiqiu: Didn't you say that the online literature I wrote was useless? Then I played with you, but none of you could beat me."

"This time I'm really heartless. How harshly those traditional literary writers criticized me at the beginning, how loudly they are slapped in the face now."

"Except awesome, I can't think of any other words."

"To defeat you directly in your field is indeed the style of the dog author. He is ruthless and doesn't talk much."

On the award ceremony, amid a sensational noise, Qin Dewen, with an excited face, tightly held Ye Zhiqiu's hand and talked for a long time before letting go.

During the acceptance speech, the venue gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at the figure on the stage with admiration.

"First of all, thank you for your affirmation. I am very honored to receive this award."

Ye Zhiqiu, holding the trophy in one hand and the certificate in the other, said with a smile, "If I say that this poem was written after experiencing so many hardships, so many sufferings, and so many nights of inner dialogue with myself, then I am lying to you."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and at this time everyone had completely accepted the fact that Ye Zhiqiu was the champion of the essay contest.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu's talent is well-known in the music world. In addition, with ancient poems such as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and "Xia Ke Xing" in front, it is natural that he can write this modern poem.

Ye Zhiqiu on the stage continued: "In fact, I participated in this essay contest purely to test my ability in writing modern poems as an online writer who is regarded as unworthy of "high-class" by some people on the Internet."

"I didn't expect the result to be quite good, and I also came to a conclusion."

"--They are not as good as me."

"That's my speech, thank you."

After that, Ye Zhiqiu walked off the stage with a calm face.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then thunderous applause broke out.

In the live broadcast room, this extremely domineering sentence "They are not as good as me" directly caused the barrage to explode.

"Too arrogant! Too arrogant!"

"This sentence gave me goose bumps!"

"Arrogant! But winning the first place is the capital of arrogance!"

"That Guan Yi is really a joke. He has been spraying for so long that he is a traditional literary writer, but in the same competition, Ye Zhiqiu won the first place."

Below, Guan Yi and some authors were pale and were directly shocked by the scene in front of them. They didn't know how to react.

On the judges' bench, Ma Xuemin's face was extremely ugly, and he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

If he had known that Ye Zhiqiu was "Haizi", he would not have voted for the latter when discussing which poem was more worthy of the first place, "A Generation" or "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom"!

Ye Zhiqiu sat back in his seat, and the authors around him came up to him enthusiastically.

Fu Wenbo exclaimed: "Brother Ye, you are amazing."

"I didn't expect you to be Haizi. I surrender. You have kept it a secret from us."

Other authors also greeted him, and Ye Zhiqiu became a celebrity all of a sudden, which was in sharp contrast to the scene just now.

Seeing this scene, Guan Yi, who was sitting in the back, had a dark face and dared not say anything.

The turmoil on the field subsided a little, and everyone recovered from the shock of "Ye Zhiqiu is Haizi", and the award ceremony continued.

"The work that won the second place in this essay contest is - "A Generation"! Author Gu Cheng, congratulations!""Please welcome Gu Cheng to the stage!"

After the enthusiastic announcement, the audience and the host subconsciously cast their eyes to the stage.

Then...under the dull eyes of the crowd, Ye Zhiqiu walked to the stage again.

Seeing the figure who had just walked down five minutes ago reappear again, the host had a terrible guess in his heart.

"Ye...Mr. Ye, what are you..."

Ye Zhiqiu laughed, but the words he said were shocking.

"I am Gu Cheng."

"..."

The host, the award presenter, and the audience were all dumbfounded.

"Oh, right, the internal message."

With the first experience, Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to open the chat history on his mobile phone. Everyone looked closely and found that it was indeed a message sent by the official.

"Wow!!!"

The scene was silent for a full second, and then it broke out again, and the bullet screen in the live broadcast room also poured in like a mountain torrent.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"I'm dumbfounded!"

"Is there any chance of such a move...?"

"The top two places!"

"Slap in the face x2."

"This is rubbing some authors' faces on the ground."

"Ye Zhiqiu: I didn't expect it, it's me again."

Under the stunned gaze of the audience, Ye Zhiqiu took the trophy and certificate from the gray-haired judges, and it was time for the acceptance speech.

"I've said everything I should say, thank you all."

After giving the shortest acceptance speech in the history of the essay contest, Ye Zhiqiu walked off the stage in the inexplicable gazes of the crowd.

The award ceremony continued, and the third place went to Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter".

As the host's voice fell, everyone once again turned their attention to Ye Zhiqiu, who was sitting in the "Bian Zhilin" seat.

Bian Zhilin seemed to be a female author, so it shouldn't be him, right?

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu had just sat down for a short while. Under the gaze of everyone, he placed the second place trophy and certificate on the empty seat beside him and walked to the stage again...

The surrounding authors subconsciously thought that Ye Zhiqiu was going to accept the award on behalf of Bian Zhilin. After all, when he had an argument with Guan Yi just now, he said that he knew the other party...