First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 20, the third period of poetry conference ends

  There are many people like Zhang Shengguang who just watched the show with the mentality of watching a theater at first.

  But when they saw that the 96th had answered one question after another, they were really shocked.

  Two hours later, the third phase of the Poetry Conference came to an end.

   and No. 96 is safe and sound, with an average answering speed of 3.2 seconds and all correct, successfully won the first place, a total of 36 points.

  As for the much-anticipated masked poet Joy Life, his score was only 22 points, a full 14 points lower than Anzhi Ruosu, but he still took second place.

  The other participants are even worse, and there are even two or three points.

  There is no harm without contrast.

  And it is precisely because of the comparison that the public knows how powerful the 96th Anzhi Ruosu is.

The pen name Anzhi Ruosu quickly fermented overnight, and almost the entire poetry forum, post bar, penguin group, etc. were all talking about him.

  Moreover, enthusiastic netizens have given An Zhiruo Su another nickname one after another.

  The first nickname is: Three Seconds Man.

  The reason is because An Zhi Ruosu takes three seconds to answer any question, which is unstoppable.

  There are also some lovely ladies who think this nickname is not good. In addition to paying attention to An Zhi Ruo Su’s answers, they also paid attention to the pair of glowing eyes under An Zhi Ruo Su’s black mask.

  They guessed that Ninety Six is ​​definitely a super handsome guy, so they kindly called Ninety Six as the ‘Male God of Poetry’.

  All of a sudden, on the 96th, An Zhiruo's fame rose to the top, and even caught up with the fame of the masked poet Le Dongsheng.

  ...

  The next morning.

The   Poetry Conference program group is eagerly looking forward to it.

  Although everyone is busy with the task at hand, in fact everyone is absent-minded. They are quietly looking forward to the arrival of the Statistics Department.

  Finally, the door creaked and pushed open.

  Zhang Jingya wore a crisp suit, with finely combed short hair with inner buttons on her head, a writing case under her armpit, and a cheerful smile on her face.

  "Everyone, stop, let me announce the ratings of the third phase of the poem conference we aired yesterday."

  Everyone stopped their work, and then looked at Zhang Jingya quietly.

  Zhang Jingya smiled slightly: "Congratulations, everyone, the ratings have exploded, reaching a staggering 1.6%, ranking fourth in the country."

  In an instant, everyone in the entire program group was boiling.

   "My God, our dedicated poetry conference has finally risen again, and it has already caught up with the first issue."

   "Too strong, I am proud of our program group, I am proud of our program group."

   "Our program team finally stood up again!"

  This group of employees cheered loudly and danced.

Seeing everyone’s joyous appearance, Zhang Jingya couldn’t help feeling a little bit sad. She said: “This time the show has stood up again. Although everyone’s efforts are inseparable, I hope everyone can thank someone. , That is the masked poet of the Poetry Conference.

   "If it weren't for "Jinse", our poetry conference would not be exposed by many platforms, let alone the current ratings."

The employees of the   program group know the truth.

  They all know that "Jinse" was written by An Zhiruosu. The so-called happy life is the person who deceives the world and steals the name by Director Tian using his power.

  So the more they know the truth, the more these employees admire and feel unwilling to settle down.

  A male employee with a full face of admiration: "Yes, if there is no peace and quiet, there will be no current program group, he is my idol!"

"Also, he is already my idol, okay." The talking was a female employee of the company. She was quite beautiful with heavy make-up. After glaring at the colleague next to her, the female employee's eyes were full of peach blossoms. : "I just don't know if An Zhiruo has a girlfriend, if not, I would like to get to know him."

  Zhang Jingya walked to the female employee and knocked on her head: "Every day, what is in your head is what he thinks, he has a girlfriend, and he looks pretty, just like a celebrity!"

  The beautiful female employee Xiaoli shrank her head: "Really? Okay, it seems I'm out of play."

  Xiao Li sighed, but Zhang Jingya sighed slightly for no reason, a trace of her own unidentified special feeling flashed in her heart.

  Some people are admiring, and some are unwilling to feel An Zhi Ruo Su: "The only pity is that it is clearly written by An Zhi Ruo Su, but now the public thinks it was written by Happy Life. I really want to expose them!"

  A group of people shook their heads and sighed.

  They know, but there is no way to debunk it.

  Because there is no evidence at all.

  Who can prove that "Jinse" was written peacefully? Is there a recording? Is there a video?

  Nothing, what to expose.

  This is the same as when you read it casually on the street and then heard by others, and others posted it on the Internet.

  You said you wrote it, but how can you prove it.

  The more people think about it, the more angry they are.

   "Director Tian is such a bastard."

   "It's really suffocating to follow someone like this!"

  Several young employees turned their backs and breathed out fragrance, while the older ones shook their heads and sighed silently.

  Zhang Jingya's eyes flickered slightly, and she remembered what Li An said when she saw Li An that day.

   "When the time comes, how much honor they occupy me, I will double it back."

   When Li Ang said this, his tone was full of unparalleled confidence.

  ...

  Tian Zhe received the call again.

  The two met in the private room of Donghao Hotel.

   Sitting across from Tian Zhe is a middle-aged man in a decent suit with a pleasing smile.

  The middle-aged pair of eyes are like stinky ditch, deep and muddy.

   "Director Tian, ​​the number 96 that popped up suddenly and quietly, is it the originality of "Jinse" and "Zhu Shi"?" the middle-aged asked.

  Tian Zhe said with a sullen face: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be arranged by Zhang Jingya as an ordinary player, and he performed so brilliantly."

  The middle-aged expression was gloomy: "He is really a powerful group, a super genius in poetry."

   After a pause, the middle-aged took out a suitcase from under his feet and opened it slightly on the table. Through the gap, you can see how beautiful the red inside is.

   "Director Tian, ​​can you let him leave this conference." The middle-aged said cautiously, his eyes stinking.

  Tian Zhe reached out and gently pressed the opened suitcase down.

Tian Zhe frowned and thought for three or four seconds, then looked at the suitcase, and thought for another three or four seconds, but in the end he shook his head: "No! He is very famous now, and the audience will be angry if he leaves him. Yes, it may cause uncontrollable effects at that time."

   "Unless you persuade him to let him go."

  The middle-aged eyes narrowed slightly: "Director Na Tian, ​​can you find his contact information, I will contact him. I believe there is nothing in this world that money can't do."

  Tian Zhe shook his head: "His information is completely confidential, and the program crew and screenwriters don’t even know his name."

   Hearing Tian Zhe’s words, the middle-aged man twitched the corners of his mouth, and then spit on the ground fiercely: "Grass, isn't that all right!"

  Tian Zhe glanced at him comfortingly: "It's almost done, your son can get the poem "Jinse" is a great opportunity, don't have to be a champion, be careful not to be greedy than a snake."

  Tian Zhe wants to stop, and the middle-aged also wants to stop.

  But the mistake has been committed, will Li An give them this opportunity?

  (End of this chapter)