“20 minutes?”
“Ah, yes! The voting will be ending soon!”
“Aiyo, then there’s no hope; how can we catch up to them!?”
Everyone felt a little pity; such an amazing poem appeared, but it could not achieve a good result due to the lack of time!
From behind, the Literature Channel’s Big Sis Zhou came back alone. So as to not block the people behind her, she bent over as she squeezed all the way over. “Excuse me. Liu’er, Zhou’er, let me get past.” In the blink of an eye, she was beside Zhang Ye, “Eh. Leader, you are here, too?”
Zhao Guozhou tersely acknowledged, “What did you do?”
“I pretended to go to the bathroom.” Big Sis Zhou held her cellphone, “Actually, I was checking the voting results for Little Zhang. There’s no internet reception in the auditorium and I can only see it outside.”
Auntie Sun asked with concern, “So how was it? How was it?”
The other people from the Literature Channel also tilted their heads over, wishing to know.
Big Sis Zhou pointed to her cellphone. There was no more internet connection, but the web page that she had opened before could still be seen. “Little Zhang’s ‘Shuidiao Getou’ has already caused quite a sensation. Three minutes ago, the website staff had uploaded his poem after he finished reciting it. ‘Shuidiao Getou’ already has more than 900 votes. Look at their comments. The comments left by the netizens are practically going nuts. It’s almost explosive!”