At nine o'clock the next day, after the organizers arranged a breakfast for the contestants in the semi-finals, everyone went to the hall together, ready to announce the results of this literary competition. The faces of the other contestants all wore a tense expression, each praying to God in their hearts for blessings.
However, Kevin didn't believe in all that. He just sat quietly in his seat, occasionally glancing at the beautiful female staff in their super short skirts walking back and forth.
Ennie, as the editor-in-chief of a London literary publishing house, also attended this press conference. At that moment, she saw Kevin, saw this confident young man who still exuded confidence at this moment.
As time passed, many media personnel also entered one after another, and soon, the announcement hall was full with no empty seats.
In this parallel world, England is different. They value literature so much that even a competition can move people's hearts.
"Alright, gentlemen and ladies, I am very pleased to welcome you all to this exciting moment. With everyone's support and assistance, the 7th London Literature Competition has finally reached the time to announce the winners today. Who will be the champion of this literary competition? I'm sure you are all very eager to know..."
A beautiful female host passionately introduced everything about this literary competition on stage. After she finished her introduction, it was time for the judges to announce the winners. They started by revealing the third place, which was the bronze medal.
Cory was arranged to announce the champion, and as he stepped onto the center stage, the hall instantly erupted in enthusiastic applause. Yes, the applause was for Cory, but more so for the champion.
"Who will be the champion of this literary competition?"
"Yes, I'm looking forward to it as well. You know, the champions from previous years are all doing quite well now."
"I think it's possible that it could be Kaka, after all, he made it to the finals last time, so this time he has experience."
Ennie secretly glanced at Kevin. He remained calm and composed, just like a seasoned master, unruffled and patient.
"Alright, everyone, I am very pleased to announce the champion of this competition. First of all, as a senior figure in the British literary world, I want to say that whoever wins this literary competition, I, Cory, will continue to support their writing," Cory said.
"So, next, it's time to announce the champion. Well, I won't beat around the bush. The champion of this literary competition is the work titled 'Reflections on a Broom.' As for the author, we don't know. Now, let me reveal this information."
So, Cory gently opened the paper sealed with the author information section, then looked at the name inside. His whole face was filled with a surprised expression.
Although surprised by the identity of the person, Cory quickly composed himself and excitedly announced to everyone, "The champion of this literary competition is Stephen Kevin. His work is 'Reflections on a Broom.' Please have the author come up on stage to receive the trophy."
As soon as the words were spoken, Ennie looked at Kevin with a surprised expression, her beautiful mouth wide open. She never expected that he was the champion of this literary competition. He was so amazing, so confident, confident enough to predict the outcome.
All of this was within Kevin's expectations. How could a masterpiece from the great British essayist Swift fail to impress the judges? So, at this moment, he stood up calmly and walked towards the center of the hall.
When Kevin stood up and walked towards the center, everyone was stunned.
"Is it him? Isn't he the guy who submits his work in just fifteen minutes?"
"Yeah, isn't it amazing? He completed a piece in just over ten minutes and won the championship of this most prestigious competition. It's simply unbelievable. I thought the contestant who only wrote a little over a hundred words would be him. I never expected that the one who wrote a classic piece would be him," Santos muttered to himself at this moment.
"Yes, that's what I thought at the time too. But I never expected the result to be completely the opposite. However, it's good in a way, it proves that this guy is an absolute literary genius."
"Well, only literary geniuses have this ability. If it were me, I wouldn't have the confidence to complete such an excellent work in just over ten minutes, especially with a last-minute title."
The people present were so astonished, astonished that Kevin walked to the center of the stage, and they had not yet applauded.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's congratulate Kevin with applause, shall we?" Cory reminded.
At this moment, they suddenly remembered what they had forgotten. And so, warm applause erupted instantly, lasting a full thirty-eight seconds.
After thirty-eight seconds of applause, Cory finally had the chance to speak.
Cory said again, "Dear Kevin, congratulations. Your work has touched the hearts of every one of us judges, making us have to give you this championship."
"Oh, let me tell you something, you have just set the record for the fastest pace in our literary competition since its inception. You are an amazing writer."
Cory had just finished speaking when the applause rang out once again.
"Alright, now let's welcome the Chairman of the London Literary Publishing House to present Kevin with this championship trophy, please."
After Cory finished speaking, the chairman of the London Literary Publishing House walked up to the central podium with a smile and warmly presented Kevin with a trophy.
At that moment, all the cameras and eyes turned to Kevin, and Kevin felt extremely pleased. Having been a loser on Earth in his past life, he had never experienced such treatment before, and now he could finally enjoy it.
"Alright, dear Kevin, can you tell me how you're feeling right now?" the beautiful host asked with a smile on her face.
Kevin confidently held the trophy in his hand, then gave the audience a handsome smile.
So handsome, so handsome that even Ennie, a divorced woman in her thirties, melted the iceberg in her heart in an instant.
"Thank you for the thirty-eight seconds of applause, don't ask me why I know it's thirty-eight seconds, because a writer's heart is calm, calm enough to count the sound of dust."
The applause rang out once again.
"First of all, I don't know why I was able to finish a piece of work in just over ten minutes, but at that moment, my mind was filled with inspiration," Kevin continued.
"Alright, I think I need to thank you all, besides thanking God, there's nothing much else to say. I will write more good works, thank you all for your support." After saying that, Kevin returned to his seat with the trophy.
"Stupid, why not take this opportunity to promote 'Jane Eyre'? You know, this is the best time." Ennie, the editor-in-chief, muttered anxiously on stage.
After Kevin had just taken his seat, those unsuccessful contestants cast envious and admiring glances at him.
"Kevin, congratulations. I never expected you to be so talented and knowledgeable."
"Yes, Kevin, you are amazing."
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Only Kevin knew in his heart that this was just the beginning. With the memories of the British literary master from his past life on Earth, he would continue his great career as a writer in the future days in this parallel world, in England.
