NOVEL NEXT Chapter 52
With a shout, the venue immediately fell silent.
Everyone looked at the few people standing up in the audience in bewilderment. What's going on?
Some viewers in front of the screen also heard it. There seemed to be something going on at the scene, and their eyes widened.
The director was not idle at this time and began to issue various orders.
"Host, come to the rescue quickly. All cameras should pay attention to the audience and don't take pictures of chaotic areas."
"Okay, thank you for Xiao Han's speech. Let us congratulate him together and wish him further progress on the road of literature."
The host pulled his gaze back.
The people below stopped working.
They ran directly in front of the camera, and some even ran to the stage.
"We have objections to Xiao Han's first place. This online voting is unfair. He is from the entertainment industry and he broke the rules to mobilize fans to vote. We demand another contest."
The man stood in front of the camera and yelled.
This time, all the viewers in the live broadcast room saw clearly that someone was causing trouble!
Seeing that the scene was becoming increasingly chaotic and beyond their control, the director quickly handed over the problem to the organizing committee.
At this time, the leaders of the Writers Association on the stage and the senior representatives of Tomato Literature Network all had dark faces.
It was a great awards show, but something went wrong.
When the live broadcast is over, these troublemakers must be dealt with properly.
Now that it has been broadcast live, let's think of a way to solve the problem.
Several people glanced at each other, all feeling a headache.
They tacitly approved the launch of fan voting, and many authors have promoted and solicited votes. This is not just Xiao Han's problem.
They monitored the background data during the voting process. All data was normal and there was no vote manipulation.
"Call them over and see what the appeal is?"
After pondering for a moment, Tang Zhihe slowly spoke.
After recruiting the staff, he whispered a few words and waved for them to call for people.
Xiao Han stood aside and was either not leaving or not. He was embarrassed there.
Upon seeing this, Han Li stepped forward and stood beside him.
After observing the troublemakers for a few moments, Han Li stretched out his head and leaned next to Xiao Han's ear.
"Old Xiao, there is something fishy about this matter. I have seen a few people inside, and they are from the Kyoto Literary Society. I'm afraid this matter is aimed at you."
As he spoke, he vaguely nodded in Zhu Hua's direction.
Xiao Han's eyes narrowed and he nodded slightly.
Aimed at him? Why?
Is it because of the trophy in hand? Still stole some people's limelight.
Again? So what, with "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" in hand, can I still be afraid of them?
But this matter needs to be discussed, why should we do it again? Why should he play with them?
Soon, the dozen or so people who caused the trouble were gathered in the audience.
They sent two representatives to the stage.
"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"
Tang Zhihe asked with a stern face.
Those people looked at his dark face, and felt a little scared.
The leading man glanced at Zhu Hua secretly and felt relieved when he saw him nodding slightly.
Heartbroken, he raised his head again.
"We feel that there are loopholes in the competition process, which is unfair to some old authors who have no fans. Xiao Han's first place was flawed, and we ask for another competition."
The man had the courage to finish his sentence.
"Ok?"
Tang Zhihe snorted displeasedly.
The man trembled with fright and quickly added an explanation.
"We are not questioning the authority of the organizing committee, and we can accept this result. However, we request that the competition be repeated again. This time, the author's information will not be disclosed, and canvassing of votes will not be allowed. The public vote will be accepted fairly."
"We can provide bonuses, and there is no need for the organizing committee to provide further funds."
At the end, he gritted his teeth and added.
After hearing what he said, Tang Zhi and the others looked at each other in confusion. What were they planning?
Will you use your own money to make a name for others?
When the organizing committee was discussing with them.
The live broadcast room was in chaos.
The barrages were flying all over the place, and they said anything.
Many people have their favorite authors, and when they heard someone applying for a re-competition, they started to make a fuss.
Barrages asking for a do-over kept popping up.
Fans who supported Xiao Han quit and confronted those who opposed him in the live broadcast room.
Finally, all kinds of obscene words began to fill the screen.
As a last resort, the director could only ask someone to turn off the barrage function.
It's finally clean now.
Now it’s up to the stands to see what the outcome will be.
Seeing this situation, the writers in the audience also started thinking. Who would admit that they are worse than others, and who don't want to become famous.
Their hearts are already leaning towards starting over.
Seeing that the scene was showing signs of chaos again, the leaders on the stage looked at each other and made a decision.
Tang Zhihe walked to the stage and patted the microphone. The audience immediately fell silent and looked at him eagerly.
"Dear colleagues, the essence of our organization of the essay contest is to provide a platform for everyone to communicate and discuss. Communication makes people progress. Now some people have suggested that a fair competition has become unfair, and we take it very seriously."
As he said this, he glanced around the audience and glanced at Xiao Han apologetically.
"After soliciting opinions, we decided to restart the competition after discussion. Of course, the results of the first competition will not change, and the honors you receive are what you deserve. As for the specific rules and detailed requirements, they will be announced on the official website. .”
When they heard that there was going to be another competition, everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then started to applaud enthusiastically.
Zhu Hua glanced at Xiao Han and Han Li standing in front, and sneered slightly. Now I see how many more days you can keep talking.
As for the Writers Association's subsequent investigation, he didn't know about it. He would just push a few scapegoats when the time came.
Xiao Han's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, he couldn't afford to lose! No need to lose face.
Again? No problem, this time I won’t let you lose at all.
"Brother Xiao, the situation is not good. Are you sure about this rematch? I'm afraid there will be rules restrictions this time."
Han Li looked worried at Xiao Han.
In literature, no one can guarantee that what they create will be better than others every time.
The subjective impact is too great.
"Brother Han is fine. Since they want to play, I will play with them."
After saying that, a cold light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes.
I secretly felt cruel in my heart, since you are unjust, don't blame me for flipping the table.
Due to this unexpected incident, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded [-] million. They stayed in front of the screen, waiting for the results to be announced.
When they heard that it was going to happen again, some people were happy and some were sad.
Xiao Han's fans began to worry. After all, he was not a professional in literature, and he might have failed this time.
A related topic has appeared in Weibo's hot search, but since the barrage cannot be posted, people have rushed to leave comments under the topic.
The heat continued to rise.
The most indispensable thing in this era is people who don't take it too seriously to watch the excitement and join in the booing.
Some people even started voting to guess where Xiao Han would get this time.
Top ten, top twenty, top one hundred? Even if no one voted first, Xiao Han's fans were not so confident this time.
After all, he is not a professional player.
With Tang Zhihe announcing the rematch, the awards show came to an end.
The director immediately cut off the live broadcast and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Unexpectedly, a simple live broadcast turned out to be such a big deal.
Fortunately, it ended successfully.
Everyone present at the meeting dispersed. They were going back to check the rules and prepare a new work. This time they had to get a ranking no matter what.
Xiao Han pulled Han Li and was about to go back to continue the exchange when Wang Ping called out to him.