Among these people, the most emotionally fluctuating is definitely Le Dongsheng's die-hard fans including Zheng Sen.
In the past, how much they supported Ledong's life; but now, how disappointed they are in their hearts!
Several people in the front row had already stood up, and they rushed directly to the stage, to Le Dongsheng, who was sitting on the ground paralyzed with tears on the stage.
Hundreds of security guards were hired before the venue started, and now they are finally in use. They are wearing uniforms and blocking the edge of the stage, preventing these rioters from stepping in half a step.
"Host, take off his mask and see who he really is!"
"Yes, take off his mask and send him to the police station!"
"This kind of scum! Send him to the police station!"
Someone on the field roared.
One after another, people were about to rush onto the stage, and the scene was getting a bit uncontrollable.
Qi Fang hurriedly said: "Please be quiet, everyone, please be sure to keep quiet! I will take off his mask and call the police right now!"
After finishing speaking, Qi Fang stretched out her hand and directly grabbed the corner of Le Dongsheng's black mask, and with a ruthless yank, the black mask was torn off his face.
Lights and cameras focused on Le Dongsheng at the same time.
On the big screen, the true face of Lushan Mountain appeared.
A young and even immature boy, judging by his age, he is definitely no more than seventeen or eighty-nine!
After taking off the black mask, the riotous venue became a little quieter.
Those who were close stared directly at Le Dongsheng on the stage, while those who were far away stared at the face on the big screen.
At this time, someone suddenly spoke, and the one who spoke was the No. [-] tutor, Professor Luo Bin, the president of the Poetry Association.
"You are... Jia Le!" Professor Luo Bin said with a little surprise.
The mentor had mic on his lips, so Luo Bin's voice could be heard clearly in the entire venue.
"Jia Le?"
"Jia Le!"
"Jia Le's collection of poems?"
There are some real poetry lovers in the venue.And "Jia Le's Anthology of Poetry" sold [-] copies in three years. It is definitely not popular, but it is not bad if it is not popular.
Therefore, there are still many people who know him.
"It's indeed Jia Le!"
"I didn't expect that the guy who pretended to be a masked poet and plagiarized "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone" would be him!"
"I'm most annoyed at what he said. Plagiarizing poems is fine, but for this reason, he is still yelling that he is rich. Do you really think that being rich is everything?"
"This kind of person has to be put in prison!"
Chapter 41 Zhang Jingya Reveals the Truth
(Some minor adjustments have been made in the previous article, new readers can ignore it, and old readers can simply understand: the protagonist had to recite 149 poems instead of 69, and finally the protagonist only recited 50 poems.)
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Le Dongsheng was called out by Professor Luo Bin's name and surname, and was hated by the audience in unison.
He shook his head vigorously like crazy: "I'm not Jia Le, I'm not Jia Le!"
After all, he is only a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. After experiencing such a big scene, his spirit is almost on the verge of collapse.
The audience was still booing.
Some threw popcorn, drinks, etc. in their hands directly onto the stage, hitting Jia Le who was slumped on the ground.
While hitting him, the audience cursed the most ugly words.
The entire venue was on the verge of collapse.
At this time, the ability of the host to control the field is very important.
Qi Fang took a deep breath, and raised her voice quite a bit: "As for the plagiarism incident of Le Dong Sheng's poems, we will hand him over to the relevant departments to deal with after the show is over."
As Qi Fang spoke, she gave the two security guards at the edge of the stage the look of action.
"Now, let's invite Le Dongsheng to go down and be quiet first."
Two security guards immediately ran onto the stage, one left and one right raised Le Dongsheng's arms to hold him down.
After Le Dongsheng left the stage, the originally noisy venue became a little calmer.
"Let's talk about the joyful life later, but the show will continue. Next, we will invite our three instructors to speak and choose the champion of the finals of this poetry competition." Qi Fang said loudly, turning the camera To the three mentors.
Luo Bin spoke first, and his eyes showed respect: "I am the president of the National Poetry Association, so I personally have a relatively deep understanding of poetry."
"The audience may only think that An Zhiruosu's poems are catchy, popular, and easy to read. But I deeply understand the style and rhythm of each of his poems, as well as the level and difficulty of writing poems."
"It is no exaggeration to say that each of the more than 50 poems presented by An Zhiruosu today is enough to be passed down through the ages!"
"Maybe everyone won't feel much now, but believe me, your feelings will only get deeper and deeper as time goes by."
After some compliments, Luo Bin showed a bit of self-mockery again: "To be honest, if An Zhiruo was at the university level, I think the president of the Poetry Association, who is in front of him, may only be at the junior high school level, or even Even lower."
"So there is no doubt that An Zhiruosu is the overall champion of this poetry competition."
"But what I want to say is that he is not just a champion, he is also the No. 1 in the entire Chinese poetry circle!"
After Luo Bin's words fell, the whole venue burst into warm applause.
Jiang Yong also nodded in agreement: "Professor Luo Bin is right. The champion of a small poetry conference can no longer be described as peaceful and supple. It is no exaggeration to say that he is still the champion of the entire Chinese poetry world!"
Then it was time for Su Yuqi to comment.
The light hit her delicate face with light makeup, and the corners of Su Yuqi's mouth rose slightly, revealing a beautiful smile: "Professor Luo Bin and Mr. Jiang Yong have already said what should be said, and I feel that there is nothing more to say."
"But I think from today, my title of genius poet may be handed over to the virtuous. An Zhiruosu is more suitable for this title than me."
After finishing speaking, Su Yuqi blinked her glass-ball-like eyes at the camera again, and then said: "But to be honest, the champion of the poetry competition is already at ease, this is non-committal."
"But compared to this, what I want to know more is the plagiarism of poetry."
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