Chapter 15

Santos this abnormal behavior immediately attracted the eyes of other people, at this time, they are close to him.

"Hey, Santos, what's the matter with you? You want to be possessed? " Curry touched Santos on the shoulder and said.

Santos reacted at this time, and then said to everyone with a smile: "great, everyone. It's a great work. "

"What? Santos, you say the work you have is great? Come on, show us, too. We are worried that we can't find a satisfactory work. "

With that, curry picked up the manuscript from Santos' hand and read it.

"Meditation on a broom"? The title is average. "

Then, Kuri continued to look at the content: you can't see the broom in front of you, which is lonely, gray, shy and crooked in the corner of the wall. In the past years, it had the days of exuberant juice, luxuriant branches and leaves, and thriving in the forest. Now, however, its vitality has withered, and human beings have many things to do. They take a withered branch and tie it to its naked trunk, and they want to fight against man and nature in vain

Curie saw the beginning of this paragraph, has felt the author's writing. Until he read the whole article, his expression was the same as that of Santos.

"Yes, it's really a very good work. It's well founded and has a deep insight into life and the world. The most rare thing is that he can write such a writing style on the spot, which can be regarded as a genius. "

The other judges picked up the work one after another. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, you're all right. I see this work can be rated as "well, I agree with you."

"Well, that's it."

As a result, the eight judges agreed that "meditation on a broom" won the championship of the London literature competition, while the other two articles, which were slightly better written, won the second and third place respectively.

For the sake of fairness, even if the ranking is selected, they still can't make the author's information public. That is to say, they all have to leave it until tomorrow when they publish the results, split the information of these rated works on the spot, and then publish the list on the spot.

"We in English literature are still in the ascendant. This article is really a genius."

After coming out of the judging room, Santos is still full of praise for "meditation on a broom". In his heart, he even thought that this could be called one of the best essays in England.

"Yes, I thought this literary competition would disappoint us, especially one who wrote less than 100 words. Alas... Fortunately, this "meditation on a broom" is so outstanding

"Well, it's amazing who wrote it. Ha ha, I must have a good chat with him at that time. How did he think of so many things in such a short time? "

"We'll know by tomorrow. Let's go. I'll treat you to tea

Santos was still overjoyed, as if the champion was his own. Of course, when he was young, Santos was famous in the British literary world. At the age of 19, he published a very popular work, and then gradually reached the peak of English literature.

While drinking tea in the tea house, Santos tweeted his own message, and then published such a message: a guy who only wrote a hundred words to hand in a paper, a guy who wrote a classic essay. This is the second round of this literature contest.

Because the information of the second round is confidential, Santos can only say so much. But with such a simple message, people can't help thinking of something.

The first person to forward Santos' Twitter is his loyal fans. By the way, the other party said: there is no doubt that the guy who only wrote 100 words and handed in the paper must be the one who went out in more than ten minutes.

"Yes, I think it's the guy who handed in his works in ten minutes. After all, he can only write about 100 words in ten minutes."

"We can't blame him. It's not bad that he can think of a hundred words in ten minutes. Ha ha, can these 100 words be poetry? "

"This guy is supposed to be bean sent by God. I don't understand how he got into the semi-finals."

For a moment, twitter began to guess about Kevin again. Everyone thought that the author who only wrote a hundred words would be Kevin.

Zela is the same. He is always renovating on twitter. When she sees that an author has only written a hundred words, her expression is even more arrogant. Thinking: when did I miss Zela, huh! I can only write a hundred words to participate in the semi-finals.

Seeing this news, Zela is more sure that she was not wrong at the beginning. Then, she was happy as a whole.

However, the editor in chief of Enni began to worry. When he saw Kevin's article, he knew the young man's talent and appreciated his self-confidence. However, if the author who wrote more than 100 words is really Kevin, it is absolutely impossible to get the first place.

She took out her cell phone and was about to make a call to Kevin, but it was too late. This rash fight in the past, will not affect each other's sleep.

"No matter. Maybe I should find out."

So, Ernie called.

Kevin had just finished his shower and was happy today, so he went out to London Square and came back later than a few days ago. I was also surprised to see editor Annie calling.

Is this 30-year-old woman calling me too often recently? And now it's night. Does she have a crush on me?

"Hello, dear editor Annie, good evening."

"Kevin, I'm sorry to disturb you. It is said that in the second round of this literature competition, one person wrote only more than 100 words. He told me that he didn't hand in his papers in more than ten minutes Ernie went straight in to the question mark.

"Don't worry, I assure you, that man is definitely not good. Oh, thank you for your concern. "

From these days, Kevin knows that Ernie has been helping himself. Therefore, he was very grateful to her in his heart. After all, there is no rule about who has to help whom.

"That's good. I was worried that the author would be you. All right, it's okay. Look forward to tomorrow's good results. Good night

"Good night."

After saying "good night" to Annie, Kevin suddenly lost sleep. He went to the balcony of the hotel and looked at the night, football, business, literature and art, fashion, finance and almost everything in the luxurious city of London. That's what's special about Britain. It's at the top of the world, which makes people yearn and worship.