Little Farmer Big Star

Magic City, Youth and Children's Magazine. www. biquige. info

"I will start submitting manuscripts tomorrow. Is Yu Qing ready?" Lin Hai, the president, asked.

"President, you have already asked twice today. I have already contacted him. He said that it is ready, so let us rest assured." Fang Jing, the editor-in-chief, replied.

"Well, that's good." Lin Hai nodded. I don't know why, but he is always a little restless today.

"Why is this happening?" Lin Hai rubbed his forehead, took a sip of tea, and forced himself to calm down. It's a bit funny to say, why haven't I seen such a big storm? But I was disturbed by this little thing.

Is it because I care too much about winning or losing this game? But even so, it shouldn't be like this! No matter which way you look at it, your side is sure to win and never lose.

Magic City, in a certain neighborhood.

Yu Qing was sitting by the computer, and he had already typed the first entry into an electronic file and saved it.

"Li Fan, I'm waiting for you in the second stage. Don't fail to enter the second stage, that would be meaningless."

Yu Qing admits that Li Fan is a genius, and basically has no rivals in the field of fairy tales. But in this field, he did not allow Li Fan to challenge his status.

Yu Qing thinks so, and so do his fans.

As a well-known children's essayist and poet in Huaguo, Yu Qing also has a large number of fans across the country. It has tens of thousands of followers on Weibo.

And he is still young now, as he grows older, the number of fans will increase. It is also normal to step into the ranks of stars one day.

The game hasn't started yet, but some of his fans are gearing up.

"Partners, friends. Submission will start tomorrow, everyone remember to vote!"

"Of course, I've prepared it long ago. If you vote for both, you don't need to read other people's works. It's definitely not as good as our Yu Qing's works."

"There is no problem in the first stage. The key is the second stage. We must not lose to that Li Fan."

"Li Fan? Don't worry, it's not certain whether he can pass the first stage."

"That is, good fairy tales don't mean good prose and poetry."

"indeed so,

I heard that Li Fan doesn't seem to be planning to compete. It was only because the funny children agreed to the competition requirements of the young children that they had no choice but to participate. "

"Don't think too much, everyone. Just go to the official website of the Provincial Writers' Association tomorrow to see if his works are right."

"Yes, a good idea. Just look at his works in the first stage, and you will know whether he is qualified to compete with our Yu Qing."

"Haha! Not bad, not bad, let's go together tomorrow."

"Yes, let's go together."

"..."

...

July 10. All primary schools across the country began their summer vacation, and the "Children's Poetry Contest" also kicked off.

On this day, the official websites of the writers associations in all provinces across the country simultaneously opened channels for the submission of contributions to this contest.

For a time, this competition became the focus of attention of most people on the Internet. Among them, there are two provinces with the most visits to their official websites, Modu and Funan Province.

Funan Province is naturally the name of the province where Li Fan is located.

"Wow! Why is this competition so lively? It wasn't like this in previous years."

"Haha! That's because there is something to watch this year. By the way, why haven't I seen Li Fan's work on the official website of Funan Province?"

"It's not just interesting, I found that the number of entries this year is obviously much higher than in previous years. As far as our province is concerned, there are dozens of entries in less than two hours."

"Yes, I have also discovered this situation. Our province has more entries than in previous years."

"It's probably because of Li Fan and Yu Qing's duel this year that the attention of this competition has increased unprecedentedly. Many people couldn't help but make their moves one after another."

"Wow, that should be the case. By the way, those master writers won't be participating, right?"

"Why did I suddenly feel a little worried about Li Fan? After all, this is not his strong point."

"Uh, I seem to be a little bit too. That guy hasn't uploaded his works yet, so I'm really worried."

"..."

Netizens were not the only ones who were surprised by this competition. The Huaguo Writers Association and the provincial Writers Association were also very surprised and pleasantly surprised.

This kind of innocuous competition may not cause any disturbance in previous years. At most, only those who are very interested will pay attention.

However, just at the beginning of this year, they felt that the atmosphere was a little different. There are obviously many more authors contributing, and the attention and enthusiasm of netizens are also much higher than in previous years.

Moreover, the discussion and attention to this competition on the Internet is still intensifying.

What makes the writers' associations even more gratified is that this is obviously still a virtuous circle process.

The higher the attention of netizens, the higher the enthusiasm of the author to contribute. As more works are submitted, the interest of netizens will naturally increase.

In this way, the mutual dependence of the two will make the competition more and more popular.

More importantly, if the popularity of this competition continues to rise. I'm afraid it will attract the birth of some masters who originally dismissed this kind of competition. This way, it will be more interesting. It will also attract the attention of major media.

Thinking of this, the major writers' associations were all refreshed. They have come up with their greatest enthusiasm to organize this competition.

...

But when many authors and netizens across the country were gearing up, Li Fan was actually videotaping a group of brats.

This morning, Li Fan asked the little girl to gather all the brats in the village. Said he had something important to announce.

When the brats in the village heard that Li Fan had something to announce, they were immediately excited. They all ran to Li Fan's yard to gather.

Li Fan looked at this group of excited brats and was speechless. "I haven't announced anything yet, why are I so excited. Besides, there are too many people here."

There are forty or fifty brats in the courtyard, all of whom are young ladies and lolita around the age of ten. Of course, these are not all children from Sansheng Village, some are from the neighboring villages. These little guys are well informed.

"Brother, what is the important thing? Tell me quickly!"

"That's right, brother. Tell me quickly. Is there not enough people? I'll find you again."

"Hey, stop. Enough, enough people." Li Fan hurriedly stopped. Any more people can be divided into two classes.

Li Fan raised the SLR camera in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is? Brother, I will record a picture of you brats today..."

"Wow! The video is so cool. Brother, what is it like to record?"

"That's right, brother, what is the video like?"

"Brother, if you want to make a video, you should have said so earlier. I can change into a beautiful dress."

"That's right, brother. Just wait for me, I'll go back and change my clothes."

Before Li Fan finished speaking, the brats below began chattering. Li Fan's head was covered with black lines. These little kids are not big, but they are quite beautiful.

He quickly said: "Hey, you don't need to change clothes. It's good like this. Today I'm recording a video of you playing, fishing lobsters, touching crabs, catching cicadas, etc."

"Wow! Okay, okay! I'm good at this. Brother, you record me."

"Brother, I'm the best at lobster fishing, you record me."

"Brother, look, I'll catch a big crab for you later, you must record me."

"By the way, brother. What are you recording for?" the little girl asked at this time.

"I, I'm going to put your video on the Internet to promote it. Let you be a little star for a while." Li Fan said mysteriously.

"Wow! Star, that's great!"

"Wow! It's so handsome. Brother must record me."

"..."

"Quiet, quiet! You brats calm down first. Let's go to Xishuigou first. Later, I will record whoever performs well."

It was with great difficulty that Li Fan calmed down the group of excited brats, and led them towards Xishuigou.

...

(To be continued.)