Hangzhou, in a conference room somewhere.

Seven middle-aged and elderly people with gray hair were sitting around a long table, discussing something intensely.

This is a member of the judging panel of the "Autumn Modern Poetry Essay Contest".

As soon as the draft for the essay competition was announced, the intense review process began immediately.

Sitting at the front is Mr. Qin Dewen.

In addition to Mr. Qin, there is also Ma Xuemin and several others who are also famous writers.

These people have more or less participated in the review work of several essay contests, but this time the competition was the most intense.

When the fight got emotional, some old men even turned red and slapped the table.

After a long time, everyone seemed to have reached a preliminary opinion.

"Okay, let's start the voting."

The assistant put the ten works on the screen, and Qin Dewen, who presided over the entire review, asked: "Do you have any objections to these ten works being ranked in the top ten this time?"

The other six people were silent and all agreed.

Qin Dewen nodded and said again: "Okay, these five songs should be considered the top five. Do you have any objections?"

At this time, the top five works are the five most popular poems recently.

"There are different opinions."

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Ma Xuemin put down his raised hand and said calmly: "My personal opinion is whether "White Cloud" is more suitable to be ranked in the top five than "Error"."

After the words fell, many judges frowned slightly.

The author of "White Cloud" is also an "old acquaintance" of this essay competition, Guan Yi.

The author of "Error" is Zheng Chouyu.

In terms of author popularity, Guan Yi is indeed much higher than Zheng Chouyu.

But from a literary point of view, anyone with a discerning eye can see that "Error" is higher than "White Cloud".

I just don’t know why Ma Xuemin raised this point, but Wen Wu is the first, and it’s normal for different judges to have different appreciation preferences for works.

Qin Dewen pondered for a moment and said: "Let's vote. If you agree that the work "White Cloud" will be ranked in the top five, raise your hands."

Only one person raised his hand - Ma Xuemin.

"If you agree that the work "Error" will be ranked in the top five, please express your opinion."

Except for Ma Xuemin and Qin Dewen, the other five judges raised their hands one after another.

The votes were six to one, and "Error" ranked in the top five with an absolute advantage.

Ma Xuemin looked ugly, snorted and said nothing.

Next, when it came time to decide the first place in this essay contest, heated discussion broke out again.

Which one is more worthy of first place, "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" or "One Generation"?

This debate lasted for nearly three hours. Everyone was thirsty. The two groups insisted on their own opinions, and no one could convince the other.

Qin Dewen, the most senior person, took a sip of water and said solemnly: "I want to emphasize this again."

"Different people will have different perceptions of the same poem. The appreciation of poetry is inherently subjective and will inevitably bring about personal emotions."

"But the position we sit in means that we are destined not to carry personal emotions when making judgments. Instead, we should try our best to make judgments objectively based on the literary, artistic and social aspects of the poems themselves."

"Because we do not represent ourselves, but represent the thousands of people who are paying attention to this essay contest. The judgment results we make must be responsible to all the people!"

There was silence in the conference room.

After a while, an old man wearing glasses said: "Is it true that these two authors, 'Haizi' and 'Gu Cheng', can't find out who they are and can't contact each other?"

An employee of Essay.com who was waiting aside immediately replied: "Can't reach you."

"When I called the other party's registered account on their mobile phone, they were either employees of some entertainment companies or students. They all said they had no idea about this."

Everyone was silent, feeling that something was a little strange.

Five amazingly talented modern poets appear out of nowhere, and the results are all mysterious. This is too much of a coincidence.

"That's wrong." At this time, another judge said: "Didn't Guan Yi say that he knew Bian Zhilin, the author of "Fragment of Chapter"? He also posted chat records with him online."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, and their faces were a little excited.

The website employee explained: "This...should not be."

"Initially we contacted Teacher Guan Yi, but Teacher Guan Yi said it was not convenient to provide the other party's contact information."

"Then we found in the backend the greeting records of Teacher Guan Yi and Bian Zhilin's in-site messages."

"Teacher Guan Yi probably doesn't know Bian Zhilin either."

The staff looked a little embarrassed.

He read the chat records between Guan Yi and Bian Zhilin.

He didn't think it was anything at first, but the picture Bian Zhilin sent... gave him an inexplicable feeling.

Guan Yi shouldn't be able to see it, but anime lovers like him can tell it at a glance. It's clearly a cosplay of "Glasses with Glasses".

Why does he feel that...this Bian Zhilin seems to be acting out of control?

However, this kind of thing involves privacy, so of course he won't say it, and it won't affect the result that "Guan Yi actually doesn't know Bian Zhilin."

If they hadn't suspected that Bian Zhilin's account had been stolen, they wouldn't have checked user information through the backend.

After some explanations by the staff, everyone suddenly understood, and at the same time they understood Guan Yi's little thoughts, and they all felt a little dissatisfied.

Everyone is not a fool. Guan Yi obviously doesn't know anyone but still insists on trying to get in touch with them. In today's terms, isn't it just "taking advantage of the popularity"!

The last hope was shattered, and everyone was no longer entangled.

The old man wearing glasses continued: "Forget it if you can't find it, but I personally insist that the poem "One Generation" deserves the first place this time!"

"The highlight of this poem should be the three words 'a generation' in the title."

"If I guess correctly, this 'Gu Cheng' should not be very young."

"This is a work with a strong imprint of the times. It expresses the will of a generation to fight unswervingly to realize their ideals."

After the old man wearing glasses finished speaking, different opinions were immediately raised, and the conference room once again fell into an unknown number of arguments.

In the end, the seven people fought over which of the two poems should be ranked first, but they couldn't come up with a result. In the end, they chose the voting method.

The two poems "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" and "A Generation" were projected on both sides of the conference room screen.

Qin Dewen took a deep breath and said with a serious face: "Okay, show of hands."

"If you agree that "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" won first place, please express your opinion."

Four people raised their hands.

The entire staff in the room, as well as the judges, were shocked.

"If you agree that "One Generation" won first place, please express your opinion."

The remaining three people also raised their hands solemnly.

There was silence in the conference room, and everyone looked a little excited.
Chapter completed!