"What's going on? This data is very strange. Could it be that the organizers have increased their investment?"
The director was suspicious, subconsciously thinking that the organizers had increased investment in advertising.
This event made this event unprecedentedly lively.
The female assistant named Xiaojing on the side hesitated for a moment, "I watched it in the official live broadcast room of the Haisha Live Broadcasting Platform.
"A considerable number of viewers are using the names 'Alice, Luo Xin'er and Pang Dun'er'.
"It seems like they are all here for these three people?"
"oh?
Is it possible that among the contestants there are Internet celebrities or relatives and friends of Internet celebrities?”
The director raised his eyebrows.
"But, what level of internet celebrity can have such appeal?"
Xiao Jing shook his head and said he was not sure. He changed the subject and asked, "Do you want me to go to the live broadcast room and take a look?"
"No need! Having more viewers is a good thing, but it has nothing to do with us. No matter how popular it is, we won't get any extra rewards.
"At the moment, we just need to concentrate on live broadcasting the game and make no mistakes."
The director interrupted the assistant's thoughts.
…
On the other side, there are seats for special guests.
Hai Qingyu and other guests had finished talking to the host, and the camera shifted.
Sitting next to Hai Qingyu, a middle-aged man who was close to her came over and got very close.
"President Hai, was that "Zheng Wengong Monument" painted by your brother?"
The middle-aged man who spoke was named Yuan Jin.
He has average attainments in calligraphy, but has a very high reputation in literature, and has several literary works that are well-known at home and abroad.
Calligraphy is his biggest hobby besides writing.
With the support of a large number of book fans, his calligraphy works are also quite popular.
No, he also became the special guest of this book Holy Grail.
"..." Hai Qingyu frowned slightly.
I am very dissatisfied with others mentioning the relationship between the author of "Zheng Wengong Monument" and her at this time.
The author's stage name is Fan Yi, and her real name is Hai Zhuofan, who is her younger brother.
I have lived abroad since I was a child and rarely show my face in China.
The skills of calligraphy were not only taught by Hai Qingyu personally, but also studied by several foreign calligraphy masters.
If the relationship between the two is exposed at this time, if Hai Zhuofan can win the championship in this competition, it will inevitably cause a lot of controversy.
Hai Qingyu glanced sideways at Yuan Jin, "What then?"
"Well... I had dinner with Shen Qing and Gao Congwen yesterday, and I learned about the three masterpieces of this Holy Grail Conference. It is said that they far surpass the masters' achievements!"
Yuan Jin smiled.
"Above the level of a master?"
Hai Qingyu frowned, "Are you kidding me?"
There are no more than three calligraphers of this caliber in China, and only three or two abroad.
Unlike calligraphy masters, those figures no longer need various competitions and are recognized by the public.
Participating in the Holy Grail of Books and bullying the juniors would actually be detrimental to one's worth.
"This is what Shen Qing said! I also went to see those three works, wow, they are really unforgettable.
"It is said that the author of the three works is much younger than your brother!"
Yuan Jin joked with the idea that just watching the excitement is not too big a deal.
"..." Hai Qingyu frowned.
In fact, she had heard similar rumors in the past two days, but she didn't take it seriously and didn't bother to come and see it in person.
After all, some people have created hype in previous years, but the real level is often disappointing.
Now that Yuan Jin said this, Hai Qingyu still didn't believe it.
Because Yuan Jin's level of calligraphy is not even first-rate.
How can such a person be qualified to judge?
"You don't believe it?
Let’s wait and see.”
Yuan Jin chuckled, suddenly thought about it, and curiously asked: "What if those works really unilaterally crushed Fan Yi's "Zheng Wengong Monument".
"Will you rely on your privilege to forcefully change the outcome?"
Hai Qingyu snorted dissatisfied, "Yuan Jin, do you just look down on me so much?"
"No, I just heard some rumors recently that you specifically greeted some referees."
"..." Hai Qingyu's face turned cold, and he asked angrily: "Oh, you should tell me carefully, why don't I know?"
"Well..." Yuan Jin shrugged, "Forget it, I'm here to join in the fun anyway."
Hai Qingyu was silent and suddenly became worried again.
She is determined to help Hai Zhuofan build momentum, and when he wins the championship, she will try her best.
Hai Zhuofan can easily gain a high reputation in China and become a top calligrapher.
Originally, she had seen a lot of entries.
I am confident that Hai Zhuofan's level is in the upper echelon, not far behind those real masters.
She used high-sounding reasons to ask the referees to support the newcomers. She thought there was no suspense anymore.
But now...
The Holy Grail of Books is held every three years. Now that my grandson is back, if he cannot be among the top three this time, he will have to wait three years.
She thought for a while, got up and left, went to the bathroom, and called the curator Gao Congwen.
"Yes, there are three works, which are rare in the calligraphy world in ten years. Among all the Holy Grails of calligraphy, only Mr. Wang Shengjin and Wang can compete with them."
On the phone, Gao Congwen was full of praise.
Based on Hai Qingyu's understanding of him.
This person is very honest and measured in his actions. He would never make fun of something like this at this juncture.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
“Um… aren’t you a special guest?
I think you will see it sooner or later.
"Instead of seeing it in advance, if you are mentally prepared, there will be no suspense in the event. You might as well get a glimpse of it during the event. It will be even more shocking and surprising."
Gao Congwen laughed apologetically.
"hehe."
Hai Qingyu responded with a sneer and hung up the phone without saying anything.
"Although I have already said hello to the referees, Shen Qing is stubborn and fair, and the other referees also have corresponding bottom lines.
"If the difference is not big, they will give it a bit of a thumbs-down and choose the Monument of Zheng Wengong.
"If the gap is too huge, you either don't want to betray your conscience, or you don't dare to risk damaging your reputation in front of the camera and confuse right and wrong."
Thinking of this, Hai Qingyu got entangled.
On the one hand, she originally planned to intervene in a small way, trying to preserve her own face and reputation while allowing her brother to win the crown.
On the other hand, she was also a little worried that the matter would be exposed and involve huge implications.
After thinking about it, she finally called her assistant.
"The Holy Grail of Books also has an online voting environment. Is there any way for you to contact a professional company and vote in large numbers?"
Hai Qingyu asked.
"This is not difficult, as long as you have money."
Got a positive answer from the assistant.
"This is easy to say. You contact them now and let them prepare. I will contact you when needed."
Hai Qingyu looked determined and hung up the phone.
“As long as the first place in the online voting is achieved, it can securely gain 20 points, and then increase the number of votes of the last place, thus placing several strong competitors at the bottom, at least opening up a ten-point gap.
"Whether it works or not, I have done my best."
Hai Qingyu murmured to himself.
This operation may cost millions!
However, she is not short of money.
At the same time, Yagyu Village was very lively.
A huge LCD screen hangs in the village square and a program is being played.