Currently, the identities of three individuals were revealed, each from one group, while the other six remain uncertain about the situation.
The director sped up the "pointing at squares," swiftly pointing out three with a swoosh.
"Congratulations to Wei Yi! You've received a grand prize of ancient historical literature, valid for three minutes!"
"Congratulations to Guan Yu! You've received a grand prize of ancient poetry, valid for six minutes!"
"Congratulations to Cheng Zhirang! You've received a grand prize of science fiction literature, valid for five minutes!"
As soon as the electronic voice finished, the sound of some people suppressing laughter echoed in the hall.
Qiu Shuang gave a thumbs up: "Brilliant! Meng Lu's Tears writes ancient poetry, and Victor Tolstoyevsky loves ancient history."
Mu Qiu unceremoniously laughed out: "Oh my, who is this? Meng Lu's Tears, which poet writing ancient poetry is so alternative?"
