After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 149

In previous years, the results were announced starting with Group A, but this year there was a slight change and the results will start with Group C.

Although it's a bit strange, not many people care.

Group C is for young people under the age of 30, and there are 16 first-place winners.

The names and hometowns of these people appeared on the large screen next to them.

Then he went on stage to receive the certificate representing first place from the judges.

Not far from Lu Qingfeng sat a winner from Group C. He took a curious look at the other person's certificate.

It is divided into two parts, one is an ordinary paper award certificate, and the other is a framed certificate wrapped in a white gift box.

It has a dark gold outline, a black background, a radial pattern, and the first prize is printed in the middle. It is very beautifully made.

This certificate is still very useful and it adds to the university's independent enrollment.

After reading it, Lu Qingfeng was looking forward to getting a copy.

Next is Group B, which has the smallest number of participants and only eight first prize winners.

Next up is Group A.

He also focused on looking at the big screen. Sitting next to him was a boy who was also a candidate for Group A, his eyes full of anticipation.

The first name appeared, Lu Qingfeng [Sucheng]

Lu Qingfeng clenched his fist. He didn't expect that his name would be the first one.

The boy next to him looked at him enviously and continued to look at the big screen.

Then there is no more then.

Such a big screen seemed to be broken, and no other people's names appeared.

The chairman of the jury was shouting from above.

"Please invite Lu Qingfeng, the first place winner of Group A, to the stage to receive his award."

boom!

The quiet meeting room was immediately filled with a loud noise.

It seems that there is only one first place winner in Group A in this year's New Concept Competition.

This hasn't happened in a long time since the first few sessions.

In recent years, the number of first and second place winners of the New Concept Awards has been increasing day by day.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

This situation is very common in essay competitions.

It is difficult to judge the quality of an article's content if the structure and writing style are similar.

Therefore, as the number of participants continues to increase, there is nothing wrong with more manuscripts of the same quality appearing.

If you don't comment like this, the outside voices will criticize the new concept to pieces.

Every year, the new concept semi-final works will be bound and published.

By then, you will think this one is good, and I will think mine is the best.

You have your reasons and I have mine, and no one can convince the other.

This situation has been common in previous years.

Among so many first-place articles, readers have their own opinions and want to compete with each other.

This year, he actually won the only first place. This person's article was so strong that it impressed all the judges.

"Who is this person?"

"Do you know about the first prize in the preliminary round?"

"Oh, I read his piece 'Feed Out', and I don't think it's that good."

There was constant discussion below, and some people were looking around, trying to find out what this Lu Qingfeng looked like.

Lu Qingfeng was also stunned.

I didn’t expect that New Concept would do such a cool thing.

Seeing the looks of these candidates, he felt a little pressured, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that this was also good for him.

It may be controversial, but the presence of "Mountain Moon Records" will further enhance his reputation.

If you hang out with a bunch of number one people, this effect won’t be achieved.

Thinking of this, I felt at ease.

The boy next to him looked at him in surprise. He smiled in return, then stood up and walked towards the podium.

As he moved, everyone in the hall looked at him.

A variety of emotions intertwined, mixed with whispers, it felt so heavy.

Lu Qingfeng tried his best to ignore all this, calmed himself down, and came to Song Licheng.

There were too many judges, so only a few important ones came, such as representatives from several co-organizers' universities and Ji Mingxin, the editor-in-chief of "Mengya".

It was also the first time for several people to see this contestant who won the first prize in the preliminary round and whose essay in the semi-final left many judges scratching their heads.