"Hey... here are the lyrics..." Thousands of mythical beasts were rushing through Oscar's heart, but on the surface he had to endure it and couldn't say it out loud, "And you haven't changed a word... What are you doing?
It's a complete copy! Even if it's an old song, a lot of people have heard it... Even if not many people have heard it, people will find it if they search online after the show is broadcast..."
"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue looked at Oscar and asked nonchalantly.
"Uh... I don't know..." Oscar replied, "Are you sure... you want to submit this content?" Because the audience had not seen what Feng Bujue had written, Oscar felt that there was still room for redemption. He tried his best
Erdi winked at Brother Jue and said in a strange tone, "What you wrote... seems a bit familiar to me..." He glanced at the camera again, "We have plenty of time now... you want
Don’t you want to change it again?”
The implication of his words is that I already know that this paragraph is not your original work, so you can change it quickly before it is too late.
Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue didn't appreciate it at all.
"Of course it looks familiar." Brother Jue replied with a relaxed expression, "These are the lyrics."
"You actually admitted it! You just said it in front of the camera!" Oscar yelled in his heart, "Is this really okay?" He quickly turned his head and looked at the director for help, waiting for further instructions.
"Continue recording, it's okay." Feiran said in the communication channel, "The rules don't say it's not allowed."
"Ahaha... I don't think you are quite honest." Oscar had no choice but to find a way to say something nice.
It's a pity... Brother Jue still doesn't appreciate it.
"I'm just too lazy to think about it myself." Feng Bujue replied immediately, "So I just copied a paragraph that fits the theme."
As soon as these words came out, even the audience didn't know how to react...
"What is this kid planning to do?" Oscar thought to himself, "Not only are you digging your own grave, you seem to be a little shameless..."
At this moment, Oscar had turned his face to a place where the camera could not capture it. As a person with a strong camera sense, he naturally did this intentionally because he did not want his expression at the moment to appear in the frame.
"Anyway, the rules allow it." Feng Bujue spoke again at this time. He still put his hands behind his head, assuming a rather arrogant posture, "I think this is no different from citing scriptures, isn't it?
"
"There's a big difference, okay..." Oscar continued in his mind, "The purpose of quoting scriptures is to explain the truth, but you are copying the entire paragraph without saying a word of your own..."
"Hmm... haha..." Oscar smiled awkwardly, "Okay... what's the result? We'll find out later." He could only quickly reveal the matter.
Photographer Xiao Wu was also very clever. Seeing this scene, he turned the camera and pointed it at the other writers.
Oscar also adapted to the situation and moved slightly away from contestant seat No. 6, saying loudly: "Time... is passing by minute by minute. Except for the unconscious contestant, the writing of our other six writers has not stopped. Maybe we can learn from them
There are some clues in the expression on his face..." He cooperated with Xiao Wu's filming and said this, and successfully diverted the audience's attention.
…………
Seven minutes passed quickly, and writers clicked the submit button on the screen one after another.
During this period, Oscar has been looking for something to say. He talks nonsense that seems to be related to the show but actually has no significance. Even so...he will never be silent for more than ten seconds at a time...this is professionalism.
.
"The time left is running out... Let's count down ten seconds..." When the time on the big screen was only the last dozen seconds left, Oscar said in time, "Ten... nine... eight...
...seven...six..." He finished counting ten at the screen and then said, "...time's up!"
A commonly used BGM in a program sounded for about five seconds, and the lights on the stage flashed for a while.
The cameraman Xiao Wu adjusted his position and prepared to follow the host.
"Okay... the time for the reveal has arrived." Oscar said while listening to the relevant information coming from the headphones, "Attentive viewers must already know the order in which we publish the articles." He paused, "Me too.
Without further ado...we'll start from the first one to submit an article..." He turned around and said, "...the contestant started before I knew it." After that, he led the camera to Brother Jue.
At the same time, the content written by Feng Bujue also appeared on the big screen.
The audience was talking a lot, but the applause never sounded...
Oscar read the entire lyrics, and then said: "Well... it's really well written." He looked at Brother Jue, "It also fits the two key words of 'love' and 'time'." He said.
The conversation changed and he said with a smile, "Unfortunately...it seems you didn't come up with this..."
The words that followed were not spoken by Oscar, who wanted to unknowingly break the seal, but by Fei Ran who ordered him to speak through the earphones. It seems... the director is preparing to cooperate with Jue Ge and let him speak in the first place.
The defeat is determined in one round.
"Yeah..." Feng Bujue said with an expression as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "It's Teacher Li Zongsheng's words."
"But... if you copy the entire paragraph like this..." Oscar said, "audience friends may not buy it."
"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue replied these two words calmly.
Upon hearing this, Oscar widened his eyes and made a helpless expression at the camera, and shrugged.
Then, he walked to contestant No. 4 and said, "Okay... Next, let's see... what kind of content Rose wrote in five minutes and eleven seconds."
The atmosphere at the scene became very cold in the past minute or so. Many fans who came to support Feng Bujue were already silent. They didn't know what the situation was, and they didn't know what to say at this moment...
As for Oscar, it has begun to announce the articles of other writers step by step...
Except for Feng Bujue, the other contestants naturally created original content on the spot.
The first is Rose. The paragraphs she wrote are undoubtedly very "Gothic", full of despair, darkness, death, loneliness... and a strong chuuni atmosphere. But surprisingly, her paragraphs are related to "Gothic".
The two themes of "Love" and "Time" are well combined and have received quite enthusiastic responses.
Followed by Yamcha. Compared to other writers present, his writing style is less favored. But he can at least make it straightforward and easy to understand. And his coding speed is very fast. He uses a live operating table
The Quanpin input method can actually type more than 500 words in six minutes. So... he simply wrote a short story of a few hundred words to fit the theme of this time. Unfortunately, the plot of his story
Some are too childish and idealistic, and the writing style fails to make up for these shortcomings. Reading the whole paragraph, the effect is not very good.
Next, there is the article about soda. He is a good storyteller and his writing skills are also good. In terms of the type of writer, he is quite close to Feng Bujue. He also wrote a short story to express "love" and "love".
The theme of "time" is just not as long as Yamucha. But... with his more concise writing style, the response he aroused was much more enthusiastic than that of Yamcha.
As for the remaining three people... Ye Zhihuo and Bandit General both submitted at six minutes and forty seconds; and Uncle Dadi was short of time because he used the handwriting function on the console.
I was forced to stop writing until the second when the countdown ran out.
Oscar also read out their articles respectively... The description of the bandit general is okay, it can be said to be quite satisfactory. But it does not fail; the section of Uncle Earth... the ending is hasty, and it is obvious that he has not finished writing, but after all, he is
The oldest and most experienced person here has an excellent writing skills. The parts he wrote were enough to resonate with the audience.
And the one with the worst effect was probably Ye Zhihuo... From the first minute, he was disturbed by Brother Jue's sudden convulsions. Ye Zhihuo originally wanted to write a first-person continuous parallelism.
I used sentences to stir up emotions, but I lost my emotions first... The more I wrote, the more anxious I became, and the more anxious I became, the more mistakes I made... The paragraphs I finally wrote were incomprehensible; I could see neither the true "emotion" nor the gorgeous "love".
"Technique". Fortunately, his live fans worked very hard. After the article was published... they put a lot of effort into shouting for him, which finally slightly improved others' impression of this article...
"Okay, we have seen the performance of all seven writers in the round of writing..." Oscar finished visiting each contestant, then turned and returned to the center of the stage. "The tense moment... is here again...
…”
A camera above the recording studio made a large-scale move and scanned the player stands.
Oscar continued: "My seven hundred audience friends, the fate of the contestants is once again in your hands..." He paused, "Today, we will cancel the 'first choice vote' and 'secondary vote'
Rules... You will only have one first-choice vote in your hand. You can only support... one writer." He looked solemn, "The voting time is two minutes, please vote carefully for your crucial one.
Votes…now…voting begins!”
The next second, intense background music sounded. Xiao Wu carried a close-up camera and rushed up to give each of the seven writers a close-up.
"For those of you who have just turned on the TV, website, or radio, what you are watching now is I am a writer - Resurrection Night!" Oscar added directly after a brief silence.
This abrupt transition was also the director's instruction. Obviously... an advertisement and a pre-recorded long script will be added here later.
"The first round of voting is still going on nervously. Who can come out on top in the first round and take the lead..." Oscar delayed for more than a minute with self-questions and nonsense.
"Time's up!" Finally, Oscar once again completed the task brilliantly, and said with a long breath, "OK... Today, I will start from..." He looked at the big screen, "The seventh place... will be announced."
All the cameras in the venue were busy, focusing on the audience seats, contestants seats, host... from all angles.
"Winning... I am a writer - the night of resurrection, the first round... the seventh place... writer..." Every time at this moment, Oscar always speaks one word at a time, and he can stretch his words.
How long to stretch for how long.
The on-site DJ was also very cooperative and took advantage of the situation to insert a tight-paced sound effect.
"I don't know." When Oscar read out Brother Jue's pen name, his voice and tone were a little low.
Immediately there was a roar in the audience, which seemed to be mixed with some boos.
Oscar turned sideways, faced the camera, looked at Brother Jue and said, "I don't know, do you have anything to say?"
Feng Bujue sneered: "I don't know. I didn't do well. I don't care how much I did."
"You guys are too arrogant..." Oscar complained in his heart. "After the plagiarism was exposed, there was no sign of repentance or shame. You actually responded shamelessly like this... Wait... these sentences are also lyrics, right?
!”
"Porphyry -" At this moment, in the audience, the fans of Night Fire had booed unabashedly and uniformly. The audience and neutrals who supported Brother Jue also remained silent.
"Haha... I didn't realize you still have such a character." Oscar smiled stiffly and quickly added, "Then... next, what I will reveal is..." In order to quickly divert the audience's attention, he
This time it didn't take long, and it was announced, "The writer who won the fourth place..."
His words successfully stunned the audience for a moment, because according to past practice, only three rankings were announced: first, second, and seventh.
"As I have repeatedly emphasized, tonight...many of the previous rules will be changed." Oscar smiled secretly. "The rankings I announced today will be...third, fourth...and last." He said
After a second's pause, "And the four writers ranked 1,256...are kept secret for the time being..."
"Hmm... It seems to be a way to enhance suspense..." Feng Bujue reacted so quickly. As soon as he heard this, he thought in his heart, "Actually, it is to make it easier to operate in the dark..."
"Today, the writer who won the first and fourth place is..." Oscar's words continued. "...The spring breeze of reform blows the earth...our uncle Earth."
There was a round of applause from the audience.
Oscar also quickly came to the seat of contestant No. 4 and said with a smile: "Brother Dadi, little brother, I am really devoted to you... I have never seen anyone enter with an unfinished article in 'The Writing'"
The top four.”
"Haha... It all depends on the support of our audience friends." Uncle Dadi adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and replied kindly.
"Well, Brother Dadi's modesty is also very admirable." Oscar said with a smile.
As he spoke, he turned back to the screen: "Okay... let us immediately announce the next... contestant in the first round... third place..." He looked at the camera, maintaining a similar expression
"I just won't tell you, come and hit me". After staring like this for ten seconds, he said, "...it's just...soda!"
There was another round of cheers from the audience... However, overall, there were more people cheering for Soda and Uncle Dadi than fans of Night Fire...
This is also a very helpless situation. Most of the fans of these two are over thirty years old, and most of them are men. Although their votes were not bad in the online voting, the number of people who supported them in the live audience today
least.
"It's true that Cao Cao meets Cao Cao." Oscar walked to Soda Drinks, "I just mentioned the contestants who failed to finish their articles in the writing..."
"Haha..." Soda naturally understood that the other party was talking about something from a previous issue. "I finished it today."
"Yes, as long as it is completed, it will definitely make it into the top three." Oscar said.
"No, no, you've won the prize." Soda waved his hand.
"I'm not complimenting you." Oscar turned to look at the audience, "Now... I can announce a set of data..." He returned to the stage, "In the past issue of "I am a writer"
"In ", soft drinks participated in sixteen issues..."
At this point, he paused intentionally, and the audience understood what he meant and responded with a burst of cheers and applause.
"And he holds this record that no one has achieved, that is..." Oscar waved his arm and pointed at the soda, "In the 'writing and writing' section, as long as he can finish writing, he can enter the top three."
The audience applauded again, but Oscar interrupted them: "And..." he said loudly, "...and in the second round, the magic touch, soda has also won the most 'first's" so far.
A writer."
At this time, he finally finished speaking. The audience also burst into the loudest cheers since the beginning.
Several other writers also sat in their seats and applauded. Of course, some of them were sincere, or some were just pretending...
"Okay, let's stop here and don't forget to get down to business." Fei Ran's voice came from the earphones again.
When Oscar heard this, he understood that the director was telling him to stop praising him too much and not to praise him too much. After all... the person who really wanted to be praised in this movie was the Fire of the Night.
To be honest... Oscar personally has some likes and dislikes for these contestants. He may not read many novels, but he has come into contact with a sea of people. Which ones are gentlemen, which ones are villains, and which ones have real talent and learning?
, which ones are deceiving the world and stealing reputation... He has a strong balance in his heart.
From a personal perspective, Oscar really wanted the soda to enter the finals. But due to the needs of the program team... he had to compromise.
"OK... That's it. I think all the viewers are already impatient. Let's move on to the next round immediately..." Oscar quickly added, "A stroke of genius!"
"Well... here comes the most troublesome part..." Feng Bujue stared blankly and muttered silently, "The consequences of the nonsense last time were quite serious... I have to think of a countermeasure this time..."
