Countless lights, countless camera lenses and countless gazes all fell on the panting Lu Yuan.
At this moment, Lu Yuan has become the center of attention.
It was the first time for him to see such a battle, and he was naturally very nervous. But when he thought about the 50,000 yuan bonus, he took a deep breath and walked towards the stage step by step pretending to be well-mannered.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
I am an acting guy now!
"Why did you leave midway just now?" Mr. Chen looked at Lu Yuan with helpless eyes.
He really didn't know what was going on in this bastard's mind.
"It's a little stuffy here. I'm going out to get some fresh air. Plus, I have a stomachache, so..."
"Do you think I will believe it?"
"I do have a bit of a stomachache..."
"Okay, if I hadn't called, would you have left and never called back?"
"This...this is not...just going to get some fresh air..."
"Then why did driver Xiao Zhang say you were ready to leave?" The old man stared at Lu Yuan intelligently.
"How is it possible? Did I say that? It's impossible, he heard it wrong!" Lu Yuan looked at the old man's eyes and shook his head hastily.
"Go get the prize and don't be such a jerk in the future."
"oh."
"And the word "you" needs to be practiced carefully..."
"I will definitely practice when I have time, I will definitely practice."
"Go ahead."
"oh."
After Lu Yuan exchanged a few words with Mr. Chen briefly, he turned around and walked towards Chen Xi.
Chen Xi's tall figure stood in the center of the stage and silently looked at Lu Yuan as he walked over, his beautiful eyes filled with ripples and curiosity.
Is this the person grandpa often talks about?
He looks really talented.
Well, the person seems quite sincere.
Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi and felt that this beauty was quite stunning. Her whole person exuded a scholarly atmosphere, especially her eyes, which were as gentle as water but with a hint of cool arrogance hidden in them.
"congratulations."
"Thank you." Lu Yuan took the certificate and a large brush that looked good.
"Do you have any comments?"
"Oh, um... I actually didn't know that I could get such a high rating, but here I want to thank..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and imitated the way he said on some TV shows.
Said it once.
Anyway, I just want to express my gratitude to the judges, my colleagues and other meaningless words.
After finishing speaking, Lu Yuan bowed very humbly.
As he bowed, applause rang out. The host next to him had a smile on his face and slowly prepared to walk onto the stage. Just when he was holding the microphone and wanted to say something, he suddenly saw Lu Yuan still standing where he was.
The ground has not stepped down.
Why don't you step down after receiving the award?
Is there anything else?
Lu Yuan did not go down, but stood on the stage in a daze for tens of seconds, as if waiting for something.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Seeing that Lu Yuan had no intention of stepping down, Chen Xi glanced at Lu Yuan strangely.
"Ah, no more..." Lu Yuan shook his head, but still stood on the stage.
"and you……"
"Um, can I ask a question?"
"Excuse me."
"Well, is there anything else to be awarded? For example, that... bonus or something... when will it be given to me..." Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi, his eyes suggestive, and he leaned next to Chen Xi and lowered his voice.
"..."
"Don't get me wrong, I don't write poems because of the bonus, I write poems for my feelings, for the vast number of peasant uncles..." Lu Yuan saw that Chen Xi's expression was slightly wrong, and he quickly explained in a low voice.
"The bonus will be given to you by the backend. Just go down and report your card number." Chen Xi took a deep breath, and his gentle eyes suddenly became helpless.
It was better that Lu Yuan didn't explain. Once he explained, Chen Xi suddenly felt that Lu Yuan was really as bad as his grandfather said.
Lu Yuan's talented image suddenly collapsed and turned into a look that was desperate for money.
"Oh, oh, oh..." Lu Yuan finally felt a little relieved after hearing this. He even felt that his steps were a lot lighter, and he walked off the stage happily, completely ignoring the slight discomfort in Chen Xi's expression.
money!
Fifty thousand yuan, this is a lot of money!
Pooh!
Would I give up for that fifty thousand yuan?
Am I so worthless?
Of course I'm not that kind of person!
After stepping down, Lu Yuan suddenly continued to act sanctimonious and sat in his seat like some talented people.
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Time passed quickly, and the poetry meeting came to an end in a blink of an eye.
The supporters of ancient poetry applauded again after Lu Yuan received the award and stepped down, and the applause was quite loud.
They even stared at the supporters of modern poetry next to them with a proud smile on their faces.
Modern poetry lovers all have terrible expressions on their faces, as if they are holding their breath but unable to let it go.
This feeling is terrible.
Classical poetry lovers couldn't be happier.
After all, Lu Yuan's poem won the first place with a high score, which has overwhelmed the Modern Poetry Society!
Lu Yuan undoubtedly became their hero. After Lu Yuan stepped down, countless people came to get close to Lu Yuan.
In the next few rounds of competitions, all the supporters of ancient poetry are looking forward to Lu Yuan's performance. They hope that Lu Yuan can write a few more good poems to suppress the arrogance of the Modern Poetry Society. If he can suppress the fans of modern poetry,
It's better to be out of breath.
But unfortunately, all the papers Lu Yuan handed in were blank, and it seemed that he had no intention of contributing to their classical poetry lovers...
Without Lu Yuan as a variable, the entire poetry meeting returned to its previous level of indifference...
"Brother, why don't you write it?"
"I can't write it..."
"I don't believe that someone who can write two poems quickly will not be able to answer a single question in the next exam?"
"Of course, because I and I are exhausted..." Lu Yuan nodded honestly.
"I understand. Are you afraid of having too much friction with Modern Poetry, so you deliberately save them a little face? Brother, I can't tell, but you are quite a gentleman. This kind of character is really admirable!
"After Xu Xiaonian saw Lu Yuan eating fruit calmly, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart, and at the same time, his eyes began to heat up when he looked at Lu Yuan.
It has a little bit of a base taste...
"Cough, cough...this..." Lu Yuan couldn't laugh or cry immediately after hearing this.
I told the truth again, but no one believed me.
What's going on?
Do I have to tell lies now to be believed?
You can only brag about your talents before anyone will believe you?
There are only a few ancient poems that he can memorize, and he can correctly answer the topic: It takes a thousand years for a blind cat to meet a dead mouse. It is normal for him to not be able to memorize it, so there is really nothing wrong with Jiang Langcai...
He actually didn't want to pretend to be this talented guy, but...
Others don't give him a chance!
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The poetry meeting finally ended with an impassioned summary from the host.
The young talents left one after another amid waves of high mountains and rivers and business blows.
Lu Yuan was naturally praised by these people.
Of course, Lu Yuan had a guilty conscience and was a little embarrassed when he was praising him. He kept saying that he was a master of talent and that he was only good at three things. He really had no talent.
Naturally, no one believed what Lu Yuan said.
Everyone felt that Lu Yuan was being humble. Even Chen Xi, who was following behind, felt that Lu Yuan was a bit too humble.
It even seems a bit hypocritical.
Mr. Chen was originally going to take Lu Yuan and Chen Xi to have evening tea and get to know each other. He looked at Chen Xi's eyes and felt a little happy when he looked at Lu Yuan. He thought it was funny. However, after Lu Yuan answered a phone call, Mr. Chen
We can only give up temporarily.
Lu Yuan hung up the phone, his face slightly solemn.
"Old man...I have to rush back..."
"Hurry back? It's so late..."
"I just answered the phone. My movie seems to have been finished early. The assistant director drank some wine and seemed a little unable to control his emotions. I have to go over and take a look..."
"Can't control your emotions?"
"Yeah, it seems a bit serious."
"Do you need me to send someone?"
"No, I'll go over and take a look first."
"Okay... then I'll ask the driver to take you off first."
"Well, thank you, old man."
"Don't say that. If anything happens, you must call me, you know?"