During these ten minutes, the chief director Fei Ran came up with another good idea. He decided to save the second part of the question and answer session until the last round of scoring. In this case...even if something unexpected happens then
It's okay, at most, cut this link together with half of Oscar's previous remarks.
"Okay, thank you all contestants for your wonderful answers." Oscar continued the speech before the interruption, "After this period of time, our expert jury has also reached a conclusion. Now we have selected the contestants for the first time."
The scores in the first round of 'The Writing' and the second round of 'The Magic Touch' are directly added up, and the rankings are listed. Everyone...please look at the big screen."
Oscar said, raising his arm and pointing at the big screen on the side of the stage, and the main camera lens also moved over.
On the screen, the pen names of seven writers are listed from top to bottom. In front of each pen name, there is an Arabic numeral in a circle. The specific contents are as follows: ① Fire of the Night, ② Bandit General, ③ Chainsaw.
Rose, ④ soda, ⑤ spring breeze of reform blowing the earth, ⑥ Yamu tea, ⑦ unaware.
"Well... it's done, right..." Feng Bujue thought to himself, "In the first round of announced rankings, the first, second, fifth, and sixth places were all hidden, and in this second round, the judges were added
Backstage operation, in this case... it doesn't actually matter how many votes the audience cast. Presumably during this period, the relevant explicit accounts such as the number of votes and percentage data have been completed, so they showed it with confidence.
Ranked…”
"The above is the ranking of each player in the resurrection competition so far. Is this consistent with your guess..." Oscar said to the camera, "Of course, this is not the final ranking. Because..."
As he spoke, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and a beam of light fell from the sky, focusing on Oscar.
"...We still have the final round of the ultimate contest." Oscar continued the first half of the sentence, raising his hand and pointing at the camera. "The third round - the finishing touch!"
Oscar immediately read the rules of the third round.
Just like when Brother Jue came to compete last time, the finishing touches rules have not changed. The program team will randomly (now it seems not necessarily random) send an envelope to each writer, and the envelope contains a stack of A4 paper.
There is an unfinished novel of about 100,000 words printed on these papers. Also attached is a general outline of the current plot of the novel summarized by the editorial team of "I Am a Writer", which includes characters, settings, and general outlines.
Plot, etc. The writers have a total of ninety minutes to read the outline and text, and write an ending to the book.
The basic idea of this round is...to understand the general outline as quickly as possible, and then familiarize yourself with the original author's writing style through the text. Then imitate this writing style. After the last chapter, it is reasonable to continue the previous one.
The final chapter.
To be fair, this is indeed the most difficult round. The previous "writing and writing" test was about writing skills; the "magic stroke" test was about creativity; and this third round... tests far more than those two skills.
In the limited time, writers have to read, understand, think, and write quickly and well. The key is...the writing style must be similar to the original author.
Ending someone's article is perhaps the most difficult thing. Not to mention the extreme example of Dream of Red Mansions... It is a novel with mediocre writing and average creativity. Who is confident that it can be continued properly? The original author of the article
I can't keep writing anymore. If you are asked to keep writing, but still write without leaving any trace, as if it were the original work, that would be even harder than reaching the sky.
Therefore, we must have a tolerant attitude towards works like "Dragon Ball GT".
Hmm...it seems to be going too far.
Let’s get back to business…
"...The scoring standards will be consistent with the past. The finishing score will account for 40% of the total score, while the previous two rounds totaled 60%..." Oscar finished explaining the rules, and then explained a little more
Scoring criteria, "In this round, the audience friends on site can still only cast first-choice votes, but not secondary votes. Our expert jury will naturally participate in this round of review. Their opinions will be
Accounting for one-third, and the remaining two-thirds..." He faced the audience and said solemnly, "it will depend on your choice..."
Then Oscar said another routine line, which he would say again in almost every episode, such as the scoring standards and professionalism of the review teachers, as well as all the hard work they had put into compiling the outline of these books.
In this way, the audience also responded with applause in cooperation.
While this chatter was going on, several staff members walked onto the stage under cover of darkness and handed seven envelopes to seven writers respectively.
A few minutes later, Oscar finished what he needed to say, and finally announced: "OK... You must be impatient for the wait, so I won't be verbose. The third round of finishing touches... now..." He stopped habitually again
After two seconds, he said, "Start!"
As soon as the words fell, a countdown appeared on the big screen, with a duration of 89:59. At the same time, an operable window appeared on the voting screen in front of the audience, in which the seven contestants could be viewed.
Which novels were drawn and the corresponding outlines.
This is a new policy implemented by the program team in the past few episodes... because many viewers have reported that the one and a half hour waiting time is too long and they feel like they have nothing to do. In previous programs, the questions of the seven writers were all in
It was scrolled one by one on the big screen, but it turned out that this was not effective. So... it was changed to what it is now. The audience can browse the novels independently and read the outlines during these ninety minutes. Do
You can synchronize information with writers and relieve boredom.
…………
Ten minutes after the start of the third round, backstage, there was a lounge for the "Friends and Relatives Group".
Due to the filming needs of the program, the contestants must be filmed and interviewed alone in a special lounge, so the program arranges breaks for each contestant's entourage (assistant, bodyguard, driver, family and friends, etc.)
room.
Dong Dong - Feng Bujue knocked on the door twice.
No one in the room answered, but someone immediately opened the door.
"If you don't play well, why did you sneak out?" An Yueqin seemed to know that the person outside the door was Brother Jue before opening the door, so she opened her mouth to question him.
"What's the hurry... I'll just go back in the last twenty minutes." Feng Bujue replied with a shrug.
"If I had known you were making such nonsense in the whole place..." Li Ruoyu's voice came from behind An Yueqin, "...I wouldn't have come."
These two people were the only ones present in the lounge of Feng Bujue's group of relatives and friends. Ruoyu drove Jue brother to the TV station on the grounds of "I decided to return a favor to you," and then he stayed with him.
An Yueqin was on official business. After all, she was Brother Jue's editor. After watching Feng Bujue's performance in the last game, it felt bad not to come here to take charge...
The two of them had been watching the scene on the time-controlled TV in the lounge. Just now when Brother Jue left his seat and walked backstage, they naturally saw it too.
"Hey, hey... don't go back alone first." Feng Bujue tilted his head and said to Ruoyu on the sofa across An Yueqin, "Today you suddenly drove over to pick me up. As a result, I went out in a hurry and got stuck in the traffic jam.
I didn’t even bring my wallet with me.”
"Is now the time to worry about this?" An Yueqin also tilted her head, blocking Brother Jue's view, "You are also a guest writer of our magazine after all. If this program behaves like this, you should consider the chain reaction it will cause later.
Have you passed?"
Feng Bujue did not reply directly. He first looked around to make sure he was not being followed by the camera guy, then entered the house sideways, and then closed the door... Finally, he lowered his voice and replied: "What are you shouting about?
...I know it well."
"What do you know?" An Yueqin said in a slightly angry tone, "You think I don't know? You saw through in advance that Ye Zhihuo had been pre-qualified, so you wanted to punish him, right?" As she spoke, she replied.
Arriving at the sofa, he sat down side by side with Ruoyu.
"Ha! Do I seem to be such a boring person?" Feng Bujue spread his hands and replied innocently.
"Of course they are similar," the two people on the sofa said in unison.
"Well... the two girls... have only known each other for a few hours. Unexpectedly, they have already colluded and targeted me..." Feng Bujue made a strange expression and took half a step back.
Ruoyu raised her phone: "We have exchanged email addresses..."
An Yueqin also raised her phone: "And some information about you..."
The expressions of both of them were calm, but their momentum was like a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, and their intentions were also ups and downs, which made Feng Bujue instantly have a very ominous premonition...
"Well...as long as you let me live, we will still be good friends..." Brother Jue replied seriously.
"Oh. Okay, stop talking nonsense. I know you must have some plans." Ruoyu sighed, "But you'd better not take it off for fun."
"When the show ends, if you fail to restore your image and popularity." An Yueqin also added, "Then I can't help you. Just wash your neck and wait for our editor-in-chief and higher-level leaders to come to you.
Bar."
"Ah... don't worry..." Feng Bujue leisurely came and sat down on the sofa on the other side of the room, and looked at the TV screen on the wall, "I will give everyone a satisfactory answer..."
…………
When there were only twenty minutes left for the creation of "the finishing touch", Feng Bujue came back from the lounge leisurely.
During this period of time, he basically spent it playing with his mobile phone and chatting. While others were reading hard and writing furiously. To be honest... everyone in the room had already given up on the idea of letting him cooperate with the recording. So.
When he said hello to the director before and said he was going backstage to rest for a while, Feiran didn't stop him at all...
"Hey, Oscar, the audience interaction session has been recorded." After Feng Bujue returned to the stage, he still did not sit back in his seat. Instead, he ran to the edge of the stage and got close to Oscar, who was applying make-up.
"Yes, even the advertising slogans and several post-production monologues have been recorded." Under the manipulation of a stylist, Oscar sat and did not dare to move. He had to find a way to drink water, "Eh? You go.
Where is it?"
"I was chatting with two friends for a while, and I wanted to take a break." Feng Bujue said, "It's too hot on the stage, and the lights are burning..." He stepped forward and took a close look at Oscar.
"I said... the makeup on your face can be used as a mask after being roasted by the lamp for a while, right?"
"Isn't that right..." Oscar replied, "Hey... Who told us to do this?" He paused, "By the way, I don't know...even if you don't care about the results, but you
Now...it's not good..." His expression changed slightly, "Last time you came here, you just used 'I don't like that book' as an excuse and didn't write a single word in the third round. This time you just
Not even looking…”
"I've read it." Feng Bujue interrupted. "There's no need to read it again."
"Huh?" Oscar was stunned when he heard this.
Feng Bujue immediately explained with a smile: "Ah...that's it. I read the novel I got a long time ago. An hour ago, I spent ten minutes recalling the entire book through the general outline.
content, and conceived a final chapter." He shrugged, "According to my estimation, I can finish this chapter within fifteen minutes. So... I decided to go backstage to take a breath, collect my thoughts, and then come back to write.
Drop it."
"Ha..." Oscar also smiled, "It really does look like your style."
"In the eyes of people who don't understand, it would turn into a very arrogant behavior..." Feng Bujue said.
"Of course, who knows what you are doing?" Oscar responded.
"Oh. By the way, I came here because I have something to ask you." Feng Bujue said at this time, "After the recording of the process here is completed, can you record the 'voice-over interview' for me first?"
He paused for a second and added, "Because I want to go back early."
"Oh, it's a small matter." Oscar said, "I'll just say hello to the director later."
"That's good. Thank you." Feng Bujue said politely, "Then I'll go back to my seat."
"Go quickly and be careful to take off your clothes," Oscar said.
Brother Jue smiled, turned around and walked away.
Oscar looked at his back and thought: Sometimes he is aggressive, sometimes he is friendly... I really can't guess what you are...
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"Welcome back, I am a writer - Resurrection Night!" After the countdown, Oscar came to the stage again and performed hard for the camera. "Without further ado, let's usher in the finishing moment of the reveal!
"
He quickly walked to player No. 1 and continued: "As usual, we will start from No. 1..."
The subsequent announcement process was carried out step by step. The chapters written by the contestants appeared on the big screen one after another, along with the general outline of the continued work.
Oscar was making jokes along the way, and he was also full of compliments. He was indeed a master at stirring up the atmosphere. In the "gaochao" part of the show, there was almost no silence for a minute.
And the articles written by the writers are indeed of a very high standard. Of course...compared to the level of the issue of "I am a writer-please feel free to complain". After all, this is
In terms of the strength of the writers in the Easter Round, it cannot be compared with the lineup of great writers in that issue.
About twenty minutes later, Oscar finally came to Feng Bujue’s No. 6 contestant’s table...
"Then... let's take a look at the performance of Contestant Wujue in this round." When Oscar said this, the content that Brother Jue spent fifteen minutes writing was already displayed on the big screen.
[Our protagonist died like this...]
This is the first sentence of the final chapter written by Feng Bujue.
After seeing this sentence, many people immediately wanted to curse, because it was difficult for them to imagine what the content behind this chapter was...
But in fact... this is not Brother Jue's fault. The book he continued is essentially a bad work. The original author did write the protagonist to death in the previous chapter. Although the author
The writing style is good, and the description of the death process of the protagonist is quite tragic and touching, but it cannot hide the nature of "sudden death". Because after writing the part where the protagonist died, he ended the chapter abruptly, and then
I stopped writing.
I have to say... The envelope that Feng Bujue received "randomly" was really rare and scary. The novels that other people drew either had tepid plots and were half-developed; or the settings were so huge that the original author
I can't control it after writing it for a while; this is the only one... The author, the eunuch, didn't forget to give the protagonist a make-up before. Strictly speaking, this is no longer a eunuch novel, it is half unfinished and half eunuch without chapters.
Continuation of the article...
However, Feng Bujue still managed to continue a decent chapter within twenty minutes.
[As the protagonist of a novel, he is really sad, and even makes people want to laugh. He still has a lot of things to do, many ideals have not been realized, but he ended up without a problem...]
When seeing this, the audience still had a skeptical attitude and could not guess what was going to happen next.
【But...maybe this is his destiny.
Along the way, he brought us a lot of laughter and tears. His success made us happy, and his failure made us sympathize. His courage made us admire, and his cowardice made us reflect on ourselves.
He struggled in pain and grew up in adversity; he swayed like a clown, was "shenyin" like a patient, thought like a saint, and was greedy like a beast. He was noble and unbearable, smart and stupid,
Dedicated and passionate... He lives like a contradictory madman, just to make us laugh.
And peeling away those appearances... He is just a person, a person living in our imaginary world. The meaning of his existence is just for our temporary entertainment. One day, we will forget him, just like forgetting
Like many other characters.
Death is not his ending, his ending is no different from other protagonists... he is forgotten.】
At this point in the text, a paragraph dividing line appears.
[Do you know salmon? When they are still eggs, humans and some big birds turn them into delicious meals.
And those who were lucky enough to survive drifted and grew up in the ocean currents...
When mature, they will migrate upstream and travel thousands of kilometers back to the waters where they were born.
They crossed waterfalls and dams, jumped and forged ahead in countercurrents. They escaped the claws of predators and crossed endless countercurrents. They were scarred, but they moved forward bravely.
After going through many difficulties, they finally came to the calm lake and the place where their mother laid eggs. Then they used their last energy to give birth to offspring and ended their lives. It was a short and difficult life that had gone through many hardships.
Their corpses will become food for other animals, and their remains will be turned into nutrients for trees. And their descendants... will follow the migration footsteps of their parents and complete the mission of this life again. Knowing that the final result is death,
But they still follow this process.
Just like countless protagonists in novels, they come and go, performing ups and downs and wonderful dramas in front of us, but in the end, they will still be like salmon. In just a few years... they will complete this short life.
.
For them, this period of time before our eyes is everything.
The death of a character is not the end, the end of the story is their end.
Therefore, although our protagonist still has many things to do and many ideals that have not been realized, as long as we still remember him and remember the feelings he once brought us, his life will not be in vain. Even in the face of death, he will not look back.
