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Chapter 27 Finals Begin

Gao Shuang ran home after class today.

The live TV broadcast of the finals is about to begin!

In fact, the competition invited Gao Shuang to watch the game, but Gao Shuang declined.

Gao Shuang's idea is very simple, just make a fortune in silence.

He knew that after the system was upgraded to the official version, the identity of his dog would not be kept secret for long.

As he develops more deeply in the fields of music, film, television, etc., sooner or later, the vest of Wang Xingren will completely overlap with his real identity.

And he can't escape the fate of becoming a public figure anyway!
At that time, everything about myself will be carefully placed under the spotlight... to be studied by others!
Their whereabouts, home address will no longer be a secret.

And writing is a dangerous job at times.

Especially when Gao Shuang wants to re-enact some classic works, the risk index will increase exponentially.

Some literary works are so easy to attract readers to hate!
For example, Mr. Cha's "The Condor Heroes", such as Conan Doyle's "Sherlock Holmes".

These are all classics that Gao Shuang wants to reproduce.

If you don't want to be stuck at home and break your legs, it's better to keep a low profile!

And it is foreseeable that, as more and more works are published, the identity of the cat star will become heavier and heavier in the literary and art circles.

As a weighty vest, it can also not be kidnapped by the public, and can speak freely and freely!

Sometimes you can even link yourself to make a set of combo punches!

Just like in the rematch.

Such a vest will definitely become a powerful booster on your future development path!

But making friends out of nothing like this isn't without its downsides...

Once the horse falls, the society will die...

Gao Shuang felt that this level of risk was acceptable as long as he was careful.

He rushed to the main house where his grandmother lived, and Gao Shuang turned on the TV.

Grandma was taken aback by Gao Shuang's flamboyant look: "Why are you crazy?"

"An article written by a friend of mine went on TV and promised to give him a show!"

While playing with the TV, Gao Shuang replied to his grandmother's words.

Which of Gao Shuang's friends and grandmothers are too familiar to him, it's a little strange to hear him say: "Which of your friends has such talent, why haven't I heard you mention it?"

The backlash from friends who were born out of nothing was immediate, and Gao Shuang had to lie: "Netizen, netizen."

After hearing Gao Shuang's words, grandma immediately instructed with a serious expression: "I can tell you! Don't go to see netizens if you're all right! It'll be too late if they do anything to you!"

"I'm a man, I'm afraid of this?" Gao Shuang said indifferently.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, grandma poked him with a tickle: "Don't take it seriously! It's said outside that boys in this age should also protect themselves!"

Grandma's words surprised Gao Shuang.

He said in his heart that your old man is very fashionable!Has this kind of joke spread among the elderly already?

……

When Gao Shuang transferred to the Art Channel of Zhuaner TV, the game had already started.

What is being recited now is a piece of prose. The reciter is not young, but both the voice and the tone are top-notch.

As soon as I heard it, I knew it should be an old broadcasting artist.

This kind of recitation skill is really incomparable to a young announcer.

If every reciter is at this level, it is estimated that Zhuaner TV station can gather so many people!

At the end of the recitation, the reciter bowed to the audience and walked off the stage.

The host walked up to the stage: "Okay! Thank you Mr. Song for the recitation! Now let's enter the audience voting session! The audience in front of the TV can now log on to the official website of the Brick TV Art Channel with their mobile phones to vote for your favorite works! Just now The essay group entry "Treading the Path" recited by Mr. Song Mingyu for you, the author is..."

The host introduces the way of voting and the arrangement of the next game to the audience in front of the TV on the stage.

Gao Shuang turned on his phone, found the official website of Wenyi Channel and took a look.

The first is a link to the voting area banner of the "Huaxia Modern Poetry and Prose Contest".

Gao Shuang clicked in and saw two articles directly.

This prose "The Path I Tread" is already the second entry, and the first entry is a modern poem.

The voting will be done in real time, and the voting time for the first four works will be 10 minutes.

The voting time for subsequent works is uniformly 10 minutes.

The extension of the voting time for the first four works is mainly to balance the impact on the voting of the entries during the period when the ratings of the show just aired.

The purpose of limiting the voting time is to prevent it from being unfair to subsequent works.

Although Gao Shuang did not hear the first poem, he could see the replay video of the poem in the voting area on the official website, and the voting time has not yet passed, so he can continue to vote for it.

At this time, the number of votes for the first poem has reached 11.

From the arrangement point of view, it is still very fair.

The order of the competition is one poem and one prose alternately.

The next recitation is a poem.

The reciter is also a familiar face, with outstanding temperament, and he has a certain demeanor before he speaks.

Grandma didn't pay much attention to what programs Gao Shuang watched, but she became interested when she found out that it was a prose and poetry competition.

Grandma was a carefree young man when she was young, and she also had a deep love for prose and poetry.

"Go to the middle!"

Grandma pushed Gao Shuang and asked Gao Shuang to move to the middle of the sofa.

She sat down on the left side of the sofa, stared at the TV intently, and put on the pair of gold-rimmed reading glasses.

There was a knock on the door from the yard.

He Xiaoling's plump and mature figure closed the door behind her back and walked towards the main house.

Gao Shuang could see clearly that Aunt He had her long hair up today.

White shirt, black suit skirt with hips, and black stiletto heels.

Dressed in a capable outfit, no matter how you look at it, you won't get tired of it.

Ever since He Xiaoling entered the yard, her high-spirited eyes never left her pretty figure.

Oh, why do you think Aunt He is so beautiful?

He Xiaoling smiled and asked sweetly: "Xiao Shuang and Auntie are watching TV? What program!"

"Prose and Poetry Competition! Literature Channel." Gao Shuang replied.

"Is it the final of the prose and poetry competition? I heard that it is very popular recently, I will come and see it later!"

He Xiaoling said and went to her house.

When He Xiaoling came out again, she had replaced her high heels with a pair of cute pink slippers.

The long hair that was curled up also relaxed, and fell softly behind her back.

Entering grandma's main house, He Xiaoling was looking for a small stool.

Gao Shuang hurriedly patted the position on the right side of the couch and said, "Aunt He, sit here, sit on the sofa, hurry up."

"Aren't you going to squeeze you?" He Xiaoling smiled and walked over.

"Hey girl, sit down quickly, and let Shuang'er make room for you!" Grandma waved, and pulled Gao Shuang to her side.

Grandma had already spoken, and He Xiaoling obediently sat down next to Gao Shuang.

The sofa is not too long, and the three people are still a little crowded.

He Xiaoling's plump buttocks were next to Gao Shuang as soon as she sat down.

The attractive long legs wrapped in shredded meat are even closer to Gao Shuang's legs.

Gao Shuang, who was wearing shorts, was quickened a lot by the silky touch on his legs and the gentle and warm heartbeat.

Gao Shuang's sitting position was not particularly comfortable, so he moved his body slightly.

I thought to myself, it would be great if this show could be played all night.

"Don't make a fool of yourself! Watch TV honestly!" Grandma slapped Gao Shuang.

Gao Shuang's charming thoughts were instantly dissipated by this slap!

Forgot all!

Grandma is still watching! ! !
(End of this chapter)