1346: Push the boat with the current, bow your head for help!
Tianjiao·Xinghuo Cup Creative Essay Competition.
Song Chan saw it two days ago.
She had thought about participating in the competition, but her father was very nervous. First, he made various excuses to stop her, saying that she was going abroad and not to be distracted. Later, when he saw that he could not persuade her, he told the truth: In this essay competition, Wen Ying is
One of the judges.
Wen Ying is a junior school girl. She and Song Chan were the winners of the last New Concept Essay Contest. Now she has become a judge of the essay competition. From a school girl to an equal winner to a judge, Song Chan can accept this mentality.
Is there a gap?
Even if Song Chan could do it, Song Foxiang would not want his daughter to suffer such "wronging".
Song Chan felt a little unhappy, but she didn't feel wronged at all. However, she was going abroad and her father was nagging her all day long. In order to appease the old literary youth's sadness, she didn't want to participate in this competition——
Song Chan has thought about it all.
But Song Chan didn't know that the prize money for the essay competition was so high!
Song Chan stood up immediately after seeing the promotional video.
The relatives tried hard to drag Song Foxiang away from Song Shao. When Song Shao was free, he noticed something strange about his cousin.
"You want to sign up?"
Wen Ying has even been filmed in a promotional video, so it seems that she is taken seriously by the publishing house.
Song Shao thought that he would send a message of congratulations to his old classmates tomorrow.
The appeal of this essay competition to literature lovers is like that in martial arts novels when people in the martial arts world hear that a hero convention is about to be held. Regardless of whether it is a knight-errant hero or a bad guy and a bear, they all want to be there to take a look.
Song Shao thought his cousin Song Chan had this kind of mentality.
Unexpectedly, Song Chan did not follow the routine this time. She nodded heavily and her eyes seemed to be shining: "Yes, I want to give it a try. Xiao Shao, did you see it? The first prize in the short story category
There is a bonus of 200,000!"
Song Chan even complained that her father didn't speak clearly two days ago.
What's wrong with Wen Ying being a judge?
This is a competition with a prize of 200,000!
The Song family is not a wealthy family, so the 200,000 bonus will be of great help to her going abroad.
If she had known that the bonus was so generous, Song Chan would have been very willing to sign up.
If she could get a bonus of 200,000...her father wouldn't have had to ghostwrite for Zhao Dong in the first place. The benefits would not have been lost, but it would have affected his career prospects.
Yes, Song Chan has a very clear goal. Instead of coveting the illusory film and television adaptation opportunities, she just wants to take a chance on the 200,000 bonus!
Song Shao already understood his cousin's determination. Don't say that he didn't know that Wen Ying was a judge. Even if he knew, Song Shao didn't think there was any problem. "Then take part. It's not like we don't communicate with foreign countries. I'll wait for you to submit the manuscript for the competition."
Once you've finished writing it, send it to me via email and I'll mail it for you."
A faint blush appeared on Song Chan's fair cheeks. She couldn't tell whether it was excitement, nervousness, or both. She lowered her voice again:
"Then I have to hide it from my dad first so that he doesn't know."
Song Shao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
He thought his cousin was trying to avoid suspicion. After all, his uncle Song Foxiang now worked for "Spark" magazine, and "Spark" was one of the organizers of this competition.
As for the children of internal staff participating in the competition, it does not affect fairness and justice, and Song Shao thinks it is fine.
After all, Song Foxiang is just a small editor of "Spark" and cannot decide the direction of the competition. If he can enter the finals, it depends almost entirely on readers' votes, and the small editor of "Spark" can't help!
The sister-brother relationship has reached a consensus, but Song Foxiang is still drunk.
Unable to hug Song Shao anymore, he went to hug the pillars of the house. The Song family was in a state of panic, which diluted Song Chan's sorrow about leaving the country.
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“The effect of the promotional video is particularly good.”
The next day was the weekend, and everyone gathered at Xie Qian's house. This time even the little salamander came.
Zou Weijun represents Rongcheng Literary Publishing House, and Xiaoyu represents "Spark" magazine.
Wen Ying was the initiator of the essay competition and also a judge. Of course she could have a seat. Wang Shuang could only be taken aside by Xie Qian for tutoring.
Yuan Fenghui didn't come, but "Galaxy and You" had already started filming. Li Mengjiao was going to take advantage of the weekend to film, so Yuan Fenghui went to the filming site to keep an eye on it.
As a result, Mrs. Wang became the representative of Tianjiao.
In front of Zou Weijun, Mrs. Wang still had to work hard to play the role of the public relations manager of Tianjiao. When she was pushed to the shelf, Mrs. Wang wanted to rush next door and beat the child...
Mrs. Wang's face was filled with joy as she spoke bravely about the feedback Tianjiao had received:
"Friends from the media are very concerned about this competition. They want to get more detailed information. However, in order to attract more attention to the competition, of course we cannot disclose more information at this stage."
After all is said and done, how can we still promote "Spark"?
I deliberately told less information to arouse everyone's curiosity. Those who want to sign up for the competition can only buy the magazine.
This is really not about making money through an essay contest. A magazine sells for a few yuan, which is not even enough for printing costs.
If you can't even afford to pay a few dollars, or can't afford it, and still want to participate in the competition... forget it, the prerequisite for pursuing your dream is to fill your stomach. It's 2005 and you still worry about the registration threshold of a few dollars, literary dreams or something like that
Just let it go, it's better to face real life!
With media attention, there will inevitably be a wave of opposition.
Draft contests have been criticized, saying that they allow young people to stop doing their jobs and only dream about being a star all day long. Essay contests are conducted like drafts. After being reported by the media, online opposition will spread to reality.
Yuan Fenghui is not afraid of criticism and will not lose any flesh if she is scolded a few times.
However, some old people are stubborn and have a lot of energy, so it would be troublesome if they really cause trouble.
Especially Wen Ying, who is the protagonist of the competition's promotional video and became a judge at such a young age. When the tide of criticism comes, Wen Ying will be the first target!
Mrs. Wang thought to herself that for the sake of her own son, she couldn't push other people's daughters to the forefront and bear heavy pressure. This matter had to be taken precautions.
"There are also judges. Sister Zou, have you considered it? In addition to screenwriter Wen Ying and Zhang, we also need an old-timer who can dominate the scene."
Mrs. Wang's mouth was dry as she spoke, so she grabbed the cup on the table and filled it with water.
The public relations manager did so many things, Yuan Fenghui was really bullying her, and Mrs. Wang felt she was more tired than a donkey in the production team!
Fortunately, Zou Weijun did not disappoint Mrs. Wang. The third heavyweight judge has been selected: "I didn't get a definite reply from Mr. Fu before, so I didn't dare to give my vote. But early this morning, Mr. Fu gave a positive reply and said that he is willing to be a judge.
!”
Zou Weijun didn't show off. The names she mentioned were very unfamiliar to a non-literary lover like Mrs. Wang, but Xiao Salamander was very excited.
This is a powerful figure!
"Sister Zou, you actually invited Mr. Fu, you are so awesome!"
Little Salamander got ahead of Mrs. Wang and looked at Zou Weijun with admiring eyes.
Mrs. Wang is depressed. She still suffers from being uneducated. She wants to flatter her but is afraid of making the wrong one.
With Fu Laoken as a judge, the commercial flavor of the competition has faded away a lot.
Only Wen Ying was under great pressure, "Aunt Zou, the Mr. Fu you mentioned has the same name and surname. Is he really the one I know?"
Zou Weijun asked with a smile on his face: "What do you think?"
