Chapter 230: Writing the Title Arbitrarily
() April 19th, Saturday, Feng Bujue's home.
Xiao Tan, Bao Da Ru and Jue Ge, three good friends, were sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room, looking at the TV screen in front of them. The coffee table in front of them was full of takeouts, which were obviously all Jue Ge's royalties and the remuneration for participating in TV programs.
Feng Bujue had remotely synchronized a video file in the computer hard drive to the TV, which could be directly opened and watched. The content of this file was the episode of "I am a Writer" he recorded a week ago.
"This episode will be broadcast next Friday. This... is a preliminary edited version of one hour. When it is officially broadcast, the content should be shortened to 45 minutes." Feng Bujue raised the remote control and said before pressing the button: "Are you sure you want to watch this..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Bao Da Ru said: "Hurry up, my wife is waiting for me to go home for dinner."
Xiao Tan was eager to try: "Play it fast, this is the first time I see a familiar person participating in a variety show on TV!"
"Hey... okay." Feng Bujue pressed the play button.
Various weird and blurry images began to appear on the TV screen, just like in The Ring.
However, this phenomenon only appeared for one or two seconds before it stopped. It was probably a problem with the file. After all, this was not a tape that the TV station was going to broadcast officially, so it was normal for some flaws in the editing.
The picture came out, and the camera zoomed down from a high position, from the stage panorama to the stage center.
These days, the lighting technicians of large variety shows are all crazy. If they can't blind the audience's eyes, they are embarrassed to go out and say hello to their colleagues, so this show is the same. I saw that many lights on the stage were moving and flashing at high speed, and the camera began to shake with this rhythm.
The contestant area was pitch black. Seven contestants sat side by side, more than one meter apart, and each had a console in front of them. The light shone at a weird angle, allowing the audience to clearly see the outlines of the seven people, but not their appearance.
As the music started, a host walked onto the stage. Compared to the fat guy who danced on horseback during the death quiz, this host was much more stylish. He was wearing a casual suit and headphones, and walked calmly to the center of the stage. After standing still, he opened his arms, and the lights stopped flashing at the right time and focused on him. The host bowed slightly and said, "Welcome, I'm the writer. I'm the host Oscar."
Two seconds later, the lights illuminated the entire stage and the audience, but the contestant seats were still dark, just like in a horror movie.
Oscar is obviously a stage name. Anyway, in this day and age, the audience can accept any weird name, as long as you don't find someone named Jin Fugui to host.
"Okay, everyone, I'm sure you can't wait any longer..." Oscar turned around and raised his arm towards the contestant seats: "Six of the seven contestants today have been seen in the last episode. I believe many viewers can recognize who they are from their shadows..."
"Eh? Why did this guy say 'I'm sure you can't wait any longer' as the second sentence he said?" Xiao Tan asked in confusion in front of the TV.
"Because in the officially broadcast version, Oscar had to read a long list of sponsors' names before saying this." Feng Bujue said, "In the recorded variety shows now, these contents are generally recorded separately, because they have to be read clearly and the time must be controlled, and there may be several NGs." He paused and continued: "After each time the advertisement is inserted, a piece of advertising words specified by the sponsor must be inserted, and the length is comparable to that of a crosstalk. These are not available during the live recording, and they are all recorded separately."
"I see...It's really not easy to be a host." Xiao Tan sighed.
"Hey." Bao Da-ru reminded him, "It's time to introduce the contestants, quiet."
In the screen, the lights in the area where the first contestant was located were on. He was a young man wearing glasses, about 30 years old, fat, and dressed quite casually.
Oscar took out the inscription card from his suit pocket and began to introduce the contestants. Of course, he used pseudonyms, "Contestant No. 1, Xuan Yaozong. A well-known online writer, he is 32 years old this year and has written ten online novels with more than 2 million words. His works are very popular and have been adapted into games, movies, TV series, etc. ... He is one of the few writers who can earn more than 10 million yuan a year. Editor's comment - smooth writing, rich characters, and exciting plots. He is the number one online fantasy novel today."
The host paused for a few seconds after speaking. Without the on-site director making gestures, the audience was already applauding.
Then the area where the second contestant was located was illuminated. He was also a young man with a medium build. He looked a few years older than Xuan Yaozong, and the style of his glasses and clothes also made him look more mature.
"No. 2 contestant, Ba Shanping. A well-known online writer, 33 years old this year, he has written five long historical novels. Editor's comment: He has a rich knowledge reserve, a magnificent style of writing, and a profound foundation for his works. It can be said that... he has thousands of classics in his mind and writes about ancient and modern stories."
Ba Shanping won equally enthusiastic applause and cheers.
Then Oscar continued to introduce: "Contestant No. 3, Vegetables and Fruits. A well-known online writer and holder of multiple records. He started writing at the age of eighteen, and most of his works are urban fantasy themes. In the past ten years, he has published more than It contains 27 million words and has never been discontinued. It has always been at the top of the sales list of major handheld reading websites. Editor's comment: The writing is plain and smooth, and it is good at grasping the rhythm and tension of the plot. It is the king of wireless! Diligent Yaocai.”
Vegetable Guaguo is twenty-eight years old and quite handsome. He also has the largest number of fans. From the moment he appeared, the audience cheered.
"Contestant No. 4 is also our only female contestant, Mo Buxiang. The age of the girl... is kept secret." Oscar read this, smiled at the camera, and there was laughter from the audience.
Mo Buxiang wears a ponytail, has a quiet appearance, and is thin. Although she is not a beautiful woman, she is quite photogenic even with makeup.
"I started writing five years ago. I have written six novels, covering six themes: supernatural, fairy tale, urban, romance, game, and history. All of them were published in the form of physical books. She was the highest-paid female writer last year." Oscar continued. : "Editor's comment - The writing is elegant, the style is changeable, and she is well-deserved as a talented woman."
The audience burst into thunderous applause again. Although the number of die-hard fans of Mo Buxiang could not be compared with those before, there were many unruly male audience members who regarded her as their second most supportive writer.
Another contestant seat was illuminated. Number 5 was also a man. He was about thirty years old, with a classic black mop hairstyle. He also wore sunglasses indoors and looked quite strong.
"Contestant No. 5, I want to play. Internet writer, editor of a well-known sports magazine, author of thirteen short stories on competitive themes. His works are mainly in a realistic style. With rigorous settings and rich professional knowledge, he is highly favored by sports fans. Favored." Oscar said: "Editor's comment - a well-established author and thoughtful work that is unparalleled among similar stories."
After the applause, Contestant No. 6 revealed his true appearance. He was quite similar to Xuanyao Zong, from appearance and temperament to dressing sense, but he was a few years older.
"Contestant No. 6, Soda. A well-known online writer who specializes in ghost and supernatural stories. He has written seven novels, all of which are classics. He is well-known in and outside the industry and is known as the master of contemporary horror." Oscar said: "Editor's comment - Written by Soda Each of his stories can evoke the deepest fears in readers. The plot is exquisite and ingenious. He is a master of horror."
"Oh! Is it coming?" Seeing this, Xiao Tan became excited because Brother Jue was about to appear.
Suddenly, the camera zoomed in and gave Oscar a close-up: "Dear viewers, the seventh contestant is a new entrant in this period. This stage is cruel. In every period, contestants will be eliminated, and the elimination rate of new entrants is, Up to 50% in this quarter..." He exaggerated a tense atmosphere, making everyone look forward to the newcomer's identity: "After all, can he successfully stay on this stage? Or will he be like a meteor streaking across the sky? Ordinary, fleeting? Let’s wait and see..."
There was a drum beat, and spotlights flickered around. Finally, the whole place fell into darkness, the drum beat suddenly stopped, and the light stopped on Feng Bujue's body at that moment.
Although Feng Bujue just looked at the camera listlessly with dead fish eyes, there was still cheers and applause from the audience.
"Actually, when we were recording the show, the audience entered the studio at the same time as our contestants, so my appearance had already been seen." Feng Bujue explained with disappointment in front of the TV: "They seemed to see The reaction like a monster appears was all arranged by the on-site director. In fact, even if you don’t know me, it won’t affect the stage effect.”
Bao Daru said: "Come and listen to how I introduce you."
In the scene, Oscar waited for the audience's reaction to finish and then began to say: "Wow, contestant No. 7 looks very young." Although he had chatted with Feng Bujue a few words before the recording, he still had to pretend at this moment. Cheng seemed to have just seen him: "I think some viewers have already recognized him, and some may have read his novels but have never seen them. So...who is he?"
This suspense has been stretched out for long enough, and it's time to answer it. Oscar took out the inscription card and read: "Contestant No. 7, unconsciously. A well-known detective novelist, has published twelve detective novels, and has appeared on the Internet and in magazines. It has been serialized in newspapers and magazines. Its writing style is witty and unique, and the plot is clever and unexpected." Oscar put down the epigraph card and said: "Contestant, you are from our program team. Recommended by three editors behind the scenes, they are all your fans.”
"That's it..." Feng Bujue responded perfunctorily.
Oscar continued: "Editor's comment - if you are good enough but not outstanding, at least there will be no second me."
"Haha..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched.
Oscar immediately added, "According to the habits of our program, in each episode, we will let the newcomers set a title for this episode." He walked to Feng Bujue's operating stage, "Contestant Bujue, you have three Minutes to think about it, let’s start with a commercial.”
"What did you order?" Xiao Tan asked in front of the TV.
Feng Bujue didn't answer, but pointed at the screen. Because this version of the tape had no ads at all, and Oscar's next words were also recorded separately, so after a simple screen jump, it was time to reveal the answer.
Oscar stood beside Feng Bujue and glanced at the words he wrote on the console. Then his expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Feng Bujue inconspicuously, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Okay, let's see, Bujue gave this episode of 'I am a Writer' the title..." Oscar was a professional host after all, and even if Feng Bujue wrote something outrageous, Oscar had to remain calm on the surface.
As the host raised his hand, the five words written by Feng Bujue appeared on the big screen on the scene - please feel free to complain.