The live broadcast room also fell silent.
Zhou Xingjian turned up the volume of his cell phone to the maximum, clenched his hands together, and even felt a little nervous.
Zhou Wan was also attracted and stared at the phone screen.
Ning Zheng, Song Tianzong, Xu Zijian and others also held their breath.
On the ninth floor, although the judges could not see the scene on the first floor, they were all waiting quietly.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Wen Cangyu said.
After saying that, he walked out.
I can't wait any longer.
He is now preparing to go to the first floor to see who this No. 108 is!
"Next, it's time to witness a miracle!" The host stood on the stage and looked around.
Everyone's eyes were on the stage.
"Please, No. 108, come to the stage!" said the host.
Attracting everyone's attention!
In the audience, many people raised their mobile phones, turned on the camera function, or directly started the live broadcast to bring more netizens to witness this grand event!
Then, everyone saw a very handsome young man in a black suit walking out of the crowd and walking towards the stage.
At the same time, he raised the number plate in his hand.
Then he stood on the stage and began to verify his identity.
"I, Chen Xian, am number 108!" Chen Xian's gentle voice rang out in the hall and on everyone's cell phones.
In an instant, it exploded the scene and the Internet!
Crack!
In Zhou Xingjian's mind, it seemed as if thousands of thunders were roaring and exploding.
I, Chen Xian, am No. 108. This sentence is like the sound of the creation of the world, awakening the eyes and ears!
Zhou Xingjian's pupils shrank wildly, his eyes full of disbelief: "Xiao Shen, is it No. 108?"
Zhou Wan covered her mouth, her eyes full of surprise: "I should have guessed it a long time ago, I should have guessed it a long time ago!"
She felt her heart beating as she looked at Chen Xian's figure, her eyes filled with affection and infinite tenderness, as well as a strong sense of pride!
That is your man, the center of everyone's attention, unparalleled in the world, and extremely handsome!
Ning Zheng's expression was dull, like a statue, petrified there, his eyes wide open.
There were endless waves in my heart, one after another.
Number 108 is actually Shen Xian?
It’s actually Shen Xian!
He wrote first-class poems such as "Changgexing", "Ding Fengbo", "Xiangjianhuan" and "Linjiangxian"?
Ning Zheng, who is usually very cunning and steady as a rock, now looks extremely moved.
The expression on his face was extremely complicated.
Ning Cai said: "I told you, No. 108 is Chen Xian!"
The stepmother also widened her eyes, and then burst into a scream: "My son is so amazing, so amazing!"
Xu Zijian was alone in the study room. Seeing this, he punched the air and said, "I was wondering why this year's literary gathering was so fierce! It turns out that No. 108 is Xiao Shen!"
Song Tianzong was also stunned.
Madam was silent for a long time before she said, "I finally understand why Yaoyao fell for Shen Xian."
"This Shen Xian is so amazing!"
"She is extremely graceful, gifted, and gentle as jade. It's no wonder that Yaoyao fell for her!"
"You're right, this person is a succubus!"
on site.
When Yao Duoer saw that No. 108 was Shen Xian, she froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.
There was only one thought in my mind - Impossible!
Zhang Hongting opened his mouth wide, feeling that this world was really crazy.
Then, he suddenly understood what Shen Xian said to Yao Duoer—even if you spend all your wealth, No. 108 will never take you to the ninth floor.
The boomerang was fast and accurate, and it hit Yao Duoer directly between the eyebrows.
There was silence in the hall and the live broadcast room for a moment, and then a torrent of discussion broke out.
“So young!”
“Number 108 is actually Shen Xian, this is incredible!”
“What the hell! What the hell!”
"What the hell!"
The host was also shocked, and looked Shen Xian up and down: “Excuse me, Mr. Shen, is your No. 108 yours personally, or is it organized by the association?”
Everyone fell silent again.
This is what they care about most.
If it is an association organization, then everything can be easily explained. It is not just the credit of Shen Xian alone.
But if it's a person, it would be terrible!
With Shen Xian's performance today, he is worthy of being called a god!
It can even be said that Chen Xian can be called the contemporary "Poet Immortal"!
Zhou Xingjian was also very concerned about this issue and listened carefully. Zhou Wan put his head next to him and looked at the screen with him.
Wen Cangyu had already come down from the ninth floor. When he saw Chen Xian standing on the stage, he was stunned for a long time, standing there without moving forward.
It turned out to be this young man!
Everything makes sense.
This is the person who could write “After getting drunk, I didn’t know the sky was above the water, and the boat was full of sweet dreams that overwhelmed the stars”!
No wonder!
There was a look of realization and deep appreciation in his eyes.
Behind them, the two young men were also stunned.
They watched the entire literary gathering and recorded every line of Shen Xian's poetry on the boat.
"I don't belong to any association or organization. All the poems are published by me alone." Shen Xian said.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar!
Zhou Xingjian only felt his head buzzing, thundering, his eyes dull, muttering to himself: "This... this... this..."
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