Chapter 44
"So I hope everyone can vote for my lyrics, not only for the lyrics of [Shui Tiao Ge Tou] but also for my happiness."
"As an amateur, I may be able to become a professional because of this. If I am beaten back to my original form and stay in the amateur horn Gada again, what should I do if my girlfriend who just got it broke up with me? "

Hao Ren clasped his hands together and looked excited, "So, please help me, I am an amateur at 25, and finally finding a girlfriend is not easy, so let me help my amateur to become a regular. "

Hao Ren bowed deeply, "Thank you."

The scene was quiet for a while.
"puff."
The audience at the scene and those who watched the live broadcast on the Internet all sprayed.
Yan Yan held his forehead with his hand, with a headache-like expression on his face.I really convinced him.
Are you canvassing?I believe in your evil, you are the ones who are deliberately disgusting and cooperating with the association.
Such a long series of words revolved around the word "amateur", as if afraid that others would forget, Lu Jianwei's drooping face was longer than that of a donkey.Blacker than the bottom of the pot.
"I'm really convinced by Hao Ren, he's the first one who can talk like this."

"Fuck, the first sentence at the beginning I really thought it was canvassing, who knows why the more you listen to it, the less interesting it will be?"

"It's clearly a canvassing, but it's really a disgusting writer's association. The appraisal is complete."

"Just for your canvassing manifesto, even if you write a piece of shit, I still have to vote for you."
"No need to say, the words are good, canvassing manifesto, um, it sounds good, haha, I like it, go vote."
Hao Ren smiled, handed the microphone to Yan Yan and left the stage.

Basically, all the contestants are sitting on the stage, which is a hidden reminder to the audience. People in the live broadcast and TV can directly see their favorite poets.
Maybe when voting, you will subconsciously vote for those authors on the stage. Although the effect may not be great, it is better than nothing.

Hao Ren didn't care about this. Anyway, what should be said and what should not be said has already been said, and the rest is up to the audience's own choice.
Unless another famous poem through the ages comes out at this time, but it is impossible to think about it.How many unique poems have been published in China for thousands of years?

If someone could really write a song at this time, Hao Ren would admit it, but only with these few people on stage?
hehe.

Hao Ren shook his head and dismissed this ridiculous idea.
Seats were squeezed back one by one, Hao Ren was greeted non-stop, and Hao Ren tried his best to wave his hands in response.

Back on his seat, before Hao Ren could ask Li Wenjing what was going on, Xiao Zhang rushed over.

"Mr. Hao, you are so awesome, how did you write this word?"

Yan Kuan said with a look of envy, "You are really good at writing this word. I am afraid that there will never be another Mid-Autumn Festival poem that can be compared with your [Shui Tiao Ge Tou] in the future."

"I knew Mr. Hao didn't fight unprepared battles, but Mr. Hao, you didn't tell us in advance, so I would be scared down there."
"It's better if you don't tell. The ups and downs like this are exciting. Look at the faces of those people in the Writers' Association. It's really a pleasure."

Yan Kuan was a little worried, "It's your last canvassing, I don't think it's right."
"I think it's very good. While canvassing votes, I will also disgust those two people surnamed Lu."

"Yeah, I also really like Mr. Hao's words about canvassing votes, and the self-introduction earlier."

"Yes, yes, I laughed so hard, Mr. Hao, how did you do it so fast? Go back and teach me."

When Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wang talked about that passage, there was another burst of laughter.
Hao Ren said indifferently, "It's okay, I said that on purpose, it doesn't matter if it's canvassing or not, what matters is the disgusting people who work in the Association."
Xiao Zhou was in a hurry, "Then what should we do now? The host said that it will be half an hour before the voting ends. Mr. Hao, you are the last one to appear on the stage, and you are much later than them all?"
Yan Kuan pondered for a while, "Either, or we should all find friends. I have met quite a few people over the years, and they don't care much about poetry."

"Let them vote and then recruit friends, so there should be a lot of people who spread the word."
"That's right, our Ou pulls people, there must be many who haven't watched the live broadcast and TV, and we will also help, after all, Mr. Hao is a member of our column team."
Hao Ren hurriedly stopped him, don't, what are you kidding, this poem still needs to canvass votes?Don't tease me, I still have this bit of self-confidence, if I can't beat them, why are they called eternal names?

Xiao Wang stood up and walked around, shaking his hands up and down.
Xiao Zhang asked strangely, "What are you doing? Have a convulsion?"
"You just have a convulsion, the WIFI signal is a bit bad, I'm wandering around."
Xiao Wang glared at Xiao Zhang and sat down, "Look, there is a lot of discussion about [Shui Tiao Ge Tou] on the Internet now, we have more than 8000 votes, and the forums and comments are all over the place."
Several people quickly took out their mobile phones and opened Weibo.

"Awesome, that's the perfect word."

"Hao Ren, what's his brain? Didn't [Hundred Schools Forum] just come up with an ancient noun a while ago? Why is there another one?"

"Pervert, this is simply not human."
"Look at those people from the Writers' Association, Lu Jianwei. Damn, didn't they just want to point out Hao Ren in the first place? Why are they not talking now? Are you dumb?"

"Haha, don't slap your face, it's really fun."
"I still insist on stretching my face to be beaten by others, haha, I wanted to step on people during the live broadcast, but I was stepped on."

"He also said that Mr. Hao's works have no meaning and no connotation. Pooh, with this level and quality, he is still the chairman of the Writers Association? Now I really wonder how he became the chairman when he was really the chairman."
"Hao's army is assembled..., stupid, those who haven't voted, hurry up and vote, there's not much time but we can't give up, if those people from the Writers Association win the championship, how can they be more embarrassing?"

"Here we go, the votes have already been cast."

"I voted too, I'm going to find friends."
"I'm going too, everyone, hurry up, there's not much time left."
Hao Ren's fans went all the way to promote it. Many people who didn't pay attention to the poetry competition inquired about it, and joined in after watching [Shui Tiao Ge Tou].
Yan Kuan and others looked at the number of votes on the website.

"How come there are only more than 1 votes? It's too slow." Yan Kuan looked at it and said with a frown.

Xiao Zhang said, "There is a delay on the website, and the specific ones can only be released after they are stopped."
Li Wenjing came over, "That's too little, there are only more than 200 votes, and Lu Jianwei's has more than 30 votes."
When Hao Ren saw Li Wenjing approaching, he quickly moved his chair and walked over.

Smelling the fragrance from the beautiful woman next to him, Hao Ren said with a playful smile, "Well, didn't you just say that there was a delay, don't worry about such small things now, I have something to say to you."

 Thank you for your recommendations and collections, and more importantly, there are rewards, thank you, continue to ask for recommendations and collections, and for rewards, I want popularity, and newcomers need encouragement.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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