Chapter 233: Delaying Submission Is Normal
() “CUT!”
The director shouted “Cut!” Oscar was relieved, because he didn’t know how to continue. If he didn’t stop, he would probably just start complaining. レ思♥路♣客レ
The scene changed and went straight to the voting stage.
Xiao Tan asked: “Eh? What happened during that period?”
Feng Bujue replied: “Oh… That part will be inserted with a few post-match interviews of each contestant, which is the evaluation of this outline by other writers and myself. Then Oscar will record a separate speech to follow, so that the live effect when the show is broadcast will be a little better.”
“Is it because there are too many complaints about your speech, and the subsequent monologue needs to be carefully thought about…” Bao Daru interrupted.
"Probably." Feng Bujue shrugged, "Oh, by the way, at that time, the director also told me something very troublesome..."
…………"All units take a break, the cameraman adjusts the equipment, and we will start again in ten minutes." The chief director calmly gave a few instructions to the microphone in the headset, and then he raised his arm and gestured, "Bujue, come here."
Feng Bujue came down from the contestant seat and walked in front of the chief director Fei Ran, "Director Fei, are you going to directly announce that I was eliminated because of my bad attitude in the competition?" When he asked this question, he looked very happy.
"In my opinion, if this goes on... you will stay today." Fei Ran replied calmly.
"This is different from what we agreed!" Feng Bujue hurriedly replied.
"Who asked you to perform so eye-catchingly? Do you think you can be eliminated by making a random spoof?" Fei Ran said: "The correct way to be eliminated is to perform as mediocre as possible."
"What should I do now?" Feng Bujue said.
"Well... do you really not want to come again for a single episode?" Fei Ran asked.
"Yes." Feng Bujue answered decisively and sincerely.
"Then let's do this... When calculating the total index in the last round, I can help you with some behind-the-scenes manipulation." Feiran said: "But... this matter..."
"I understand..."
"What do you understand?"
"First, you are not allowed to talk about behind-the-scenes manipulation. Second, you are not allowed to talk about behind-the-scenes manipulation." Feng Bujue said with a serious face, and kept emphasizing: "Third... You are not allowed to talk about behind-the-scenes manipulation!"
Feiran pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Do I look like someone who is very fond of the jokes in the fight club?"
"Of course I look like that." Feng Bujue replied.
Feiran nodded: "Well, okay, since we are so close, I believe you will keep it a secret for me to the end."
"It must be." Feng Bujue continued.
"Oh, and there is one more thing. I have to say hello to you first." Feiran said. "You can say it anyway."
"I have a feeling that the ratings for this episode will be good, and your unique behavior will definitely generate a certain number of fans." Fei Ran said: "So, at the end of June, before the end of this season's competition, you will most likely attend the revival match."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue said: "Is it so troublesome?"
"The list of the revival match will be the top seven in the online voting. All contestants who have been on the show and eliminated will be included in the voting list. This voting is open and transparent. If you are selected at that time, I can't do anything about it." Fei Ran replied.
"Just make a statement, for example... Because contestant Bujue is ill and cannot participate in the revival match, we temporarily invited someone who ranked eighth in the vote to take over." Feng Bujue said.
"Do you think this is a primary school student skipping classes?" Fei Ran said, "He is also ill..."
"Isn't it convincing enough... Then be more specific, how about syphilis?"
"You seem to have misunderstood the point of my words..."
"Don't worry, this is a completely reasonable reason. Schubert was infected at the age of 25, and I..."
"Mr. Feng, you should respect yourself..."
…………"Eh? In other words... in two months, you will still go to the revival match?" Xiao Tan asked.
"The details depend on the response after this episode is broadcast." Feng Bujue replied: "If I don't make it into the top seven in the online voting in early June, hehehe..."
"This is the first time I have seen such a smile that is looking forward to losing..." Bao Da Ru continued.
"If it doesn't work... Bao Da Ru, please help me contact some online water army, and spread some negative comments about me during the voting period, so as to..."
"Wait a minute." Bao Da Ru interrupted him, "Why do you want me to help you contact... Where can I find a gunman for you?"
"You work in the government, why are you pretending to be so arrogant?"
"I don't know what you imagine the government to be like... Anyway, I am..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain." Feng Bujue also interrupted Bao Da Ru, "Watch the video first, and we'll talk about the future later."
At this time, the voting results of the second round of divine strokes have been announced on the screen.
Feng Bujue's breakthrough story was a big hit, making him rank second in this round. The first place was Soda. And the last place was Mo Buxiang. The first contestant was indeed at a disadvantage. Although her story was not bad, it lacked impact and highlights. After the other six writers announced their outlines one after another, the audience's impression of her story was diluted a lot, so she received very few first choice votes.
Oscar calmed down a bit during the break, and now he is back in shape, speaking in a nonchalant manner: "After two rounds of intense competition, we are finally about to face the final round of the third round." He paused for a second and then said, "The indexes of the seven contestants in the first two rounds will each account for 30% of their total index, and the indexes in the third round will account for 40%. Therefore, each of our contestants has a chance to counterattack at the last moment and win the first place in this issue. Of course, this also means that every contestant is at risk of being eliminated."
"However, before the third round of competition begins, let me Let's relax for a while." Oscar's tone also changed with the content of the lines: "It's time for the card questions." He said, taking out a few pre-prepared cards from his suit pocket, "Here, I have three question cards. The questions on them are selected by the three editors of the program from the online message board of "I am a Writer." His eyes swept across the contestant seats, and the camera also swept through the seven writers, "These questions are all from the audience friends of this program." He raised the card and placed it at eye level: "There is no scoring mechanism in this link, and you can answer with a relatively relaxed attitude. "
Oscar The card turned to the camera and said, "So... for the same question, what answers will different writers give? We'll reveal it to you after the commercial."
The next second, Oscar on the screen began to read the questions, "Today's first question is..." He read according to the card and said, "Everyone, I'm a rookie writer, and I'm serializing a novel online. There's a very middle school character in the book. I think he steals the show too much, and his existence is a bit useless. I want to write him to death, but I can't think of a reasonable plot. I wonder if you can give me some advice. PS: I write an ordinary urban novel, without Supernatural setting. "
After reading it, Oscar said: "Oh~ The audience member who asked the question is also a writer. He encountered some obstacles in writing and wanted our seven masters to help him."
Oscar said a few more nonsense, wasting a minute or two, and then continued: "Then... Can we start with Xuan Yaozong?"
Xuan Yaozong replied: "Well... OK." He said thoughtfully to the microphone: "I think... When entering the subway station, he accidentally fell into the railroad tracks..."
"How cruel!" Oscar said directly, and the audience laughed, and Xuan Yaozong himself laughed.
"Compared to this, isn't it almost the same to be hit by a car while crossing the road?" Oscar asked again, "Will the death of Chuunibyou be a bit more miserable?"
Xuan Yao laughed and said, "No, no, it can be assumed that this is the case... This character is on the subway platform, playing a game of heroes fighting monsters, a person pretending to be a hero and a monster, jumping around, and then..."
"How pitiful!" Oscar interrupted again, and the audience laughed again, "I think this guy is even more miserable when you say that, right?"
"Let's just see what Brother Ping has to say." Oscar came to the operating table of Bashanping: "Brother Ping, what is your answer?"
"Well... pretending to be a sea monster in the swimming pool and accidentally drowning..." Bashanping replied.
Oscar did not comment, but turned his head to look at the camera with a funny expression, and the on-site director incited the audience to laugh again.
"Why do I feel that these two ways of dying do not reflect the Chuunibyou attribute of this character, but make people feel that this character is only in the second grade of junior high school?" Oscar continued to be funny. At this stage, he could finally complain at will.
"Okay, let's hear how Caigua answered this question." Oscar came to the front of the vegetables and fruits again.
The other party had obviously thought of the answer long ago, and said to the microphone: "Wearing a homemade superhero uniform and jumping off a tall building."
"Just like the opening of Kick-Ass?" Oscar said.
The vegetables and fruits also smiled and replied: "Yes, about the same."
Oscar nodded, as if he felt that there was nothing to say about this answer, and went directly to Mo Buxiang's operation table: "Momo, what's your answer?"
"Myocardial infarction at the anime exhibition?" Mo Buxiang replied in an uncertain tone.
"Are you equating middle school and otaku?" Oscar asked.
"Is there any difference?" Mo Buxiang asked back with a puzzled look.
Oscar licked his lips, looking speechless, and the audience laughed again.
"Okay, what is Brother Chang's answer?" Oscar continued to ask.
"I learned a dish from the plot in the comics, and after eating it, I died of food poisoning at home." I want to go on stage to answer.
"Hey... this has nothing to do with the method, right? Is it because they bought toxic raw materials at the beginning?" Oscar complained again.
Then it was Soda's answer: "Well... there is no supernatural setting, right... then... choked to death while eating?"
"You ask me, O?" Since Soda used a purely interrogative tone, Oscar took advantage of the situation: "I didn't kill him."
He complained all the way, feeling quite happy, but when he came to Feng Bujue, his heart sank again... Oscar forced a smile: "Bujue, your answer is..."
"On the road down the mountain, driving a car, cutting into the U-shaped bend at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, at the moment of turning, the tire drove into the drainage ditch beside the road..." Feng Bujue calmly narrated this passage.
Oscar was stunned for two seconds before he realized what this statement was referring to, "Did he die then?"
"Did you still use the Cyclone Charge Tornado before you died?"
The scene burst into laughter. Oscar just laughed twice and responded: "Okay, let's look at the second question..."
He took out the second card and read: "If you encounter a particularly uninspired day and have to stop updating, how should you explain it to the readers?"
"Oh, this is a very pointed question." Oscar said: "And it has no beginning or end. Could it be that the editor-in-chief secretly added his own question into it?"
He just said that casually. Unexpectedly, the chief director said in the earphone at this moment: "Don't say unnecessary words."
Oscar's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued with a fake smile: "Haha, just kidding." He quickly returned to Xuanyao Sect, "Sharp questions must be asked and answered quickly to tell the truth. Xuanyao, your answer yes?"
Xuanyao Zong replied seriously: "I will tell the truth."
To this question, the writers all responded tactfully, but with sincere expressions.
Ba Fanping's answer was: "I will send a separate chapter saying that I have some personal matters and ask for a leave of absence."
Vegetable Guoguo’s answer was confident: “I haven’t stopped updating it.”
"I only write physical books, and I always deliver them on time, and I have no so-called 'interrupted updates' experience." Mo Buxiang's answer was also flawless.
"What I write online are short stories. Usually when I start posting, the whole book is almost finished. I am an editor myself, so there will be no problems with the manuscript." I want to go on stage and say this.
After Oscar asked these questions, he came to the soda and asked: "Soda, what is your answer?"
"Hmm... I haven't had the experience of constantly updating. When publishing a book, the manuscripts are always kept for three or four months. Basically, by the time the first batch of manuscripts are used up, the subsequent manuscripts have already been written to the end. "But Soda didn't avoid the question, he still replied: "But if I have to stop updating because of lack of inspiration... I think I will tell the truth."
With a depressed mood, Oscar came to the last contestant. Even his voice was trembling: "I didn't realize...it was your words."
Feng Bujue answered him in four words very calmly: "Go out to collect materials."
"Huh?" This was the common reaction of the other six writers. In the next second, their expressions changed, and they were thinking the same sentence: Does it really matter if you do it this way?
Oscar said: "Well... how should I put it? It is indeed a reasonable explanation." His smile became extremely awkward again, and he thought to himself: "I'm using this from you!" Are you a detective novelist? Are you going to the crime scene to collect information? Or are you preparing to create some cases? You guys have long been on some kind of non-public blacklist of the Public Security Bureau!
"Haha...haha...then, let's take a look at today's final question." Oscar thought it would be better to end this session quickly. With the lighting and sound effects of the scene, he raised the third question. Ka, facing the camera, read: "Excuse me... what is the sentence you say the most to the editor?"
At this time, it was commercial time again. After receiving the director's prompt, Oscar immediately read a phrase for coming back after commercials.
After the two shots were switched, the contestants began to answer their questions one by one.
Xuanyaozong's answer was: "Hello." His explanation was: "I will say it every time I contact you." This was a pretty slippery answer.
Ba Fanping was more experienced than him, so he also replied: "Thank you."
Oscar complained: "Caigua, you can't answer my 'goodbye', can you?"
Vegetable Guaguo smiled and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
"Well, it seems that the communication between purely online writers and editors is not something people from our dimension can pry into." Oscar said with a smile, "The next few have purely physical book works, I don't know what kind of reply they will give. Woolen cloth?"
"Well... what I say the most to editors..." Mo Buxiang tilted his head and replied thoughtfully: "Please criticize without politeness."
Oscar finally found an answer that he could dig into, and immediately asked: "The reason?"
"Because every time I submit a manuscript, the editor says it's very good, and I'm always cautious when criticizing." Mo Buxiang explained.
"Oh..." Oscar said: "Brother Chang, what do you think? You are also an editor. Do you feel a little bit intolerant of harsh criticism for a beauty like Mo Mo?"
I went on stage and said with a smile: "I am the editor of a sports magazine, and the manuscripts submitted to me are all strong men and women."
The audience burst into laughter, and Oscar also laughed: "Okay... during that scene, when you were a writer, what was the most common sentence you said to your editor?"
"It should be... tell him not to be too polite." I said: "The editor in charge of me is younger than me, but he always calls me teacher and asks me for more advice."
"Brother Chang is a sports major after all, and his aura is different." Oscar greeted the other person at the airport and then said to Soda: "Soda, what's your answer?"
"Thank you for your hard work." Soda replied, and he directly added: "Because there are many rare words in my novel, I also checked a lot of information before writing it, so the proofreading work is very troublesome."
"Well, okay, it seems that the answer to this question is really a collection of common Japanese expressions." Oscar said, and he came to Feng Bujue again reluctantly, "Bujue, I think your answer will definitely open our eyes again." He had already said his complaints clearly.
Feng Bujue sneered, with an expression like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "Don't be impulsive, put down the knife first, let's talk it out, and give me a few more days, really, just a few days."