Firefox's face turned red when he was questioned: "Just because Jinxi Hezai and Wang Xiaoer are so optimistic about it, just because Yang An is so optimistic..."
Qianchen shrugged and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either. My phone was charging by the bedside and I forgot to take it."
The three selected authors became the envy of everyone. They were complimented, ridiculed, and booed, which was quite lively.
"Yes, yes! Follow Brother Yang and earn a few million a year~~ Great health care, great health care is a must!"
"It turns out you are a hidden great god. I have never heard you speak before. You are so low-key~~"
"Master Qianchen, can I take a photo with you?"
"Congratulations! Lao Zhuang, I want to treat you! Follow Brother Yang, you will become more awesome in the future!"
"Are you Qianchen? I have read your book, "The Thinker" is so well written!"
Qianchen nodded sheepishly, and Guo Lei handed over a copy, which was written by Zhuang Yiran.
"Congratulations, Qianchen!"
The scene was very cold for a moment. The other authors who had taken a group photo around Qianchen asked: "Qianchen, did you really not receive the notice?"
"Everyone who can choose is a master. After dinner today, should the masters pay for the health care in the evening?"
This code name was very unfamiliar. Everyone shook their heads, QC0101, and many people started chanting: "QC, Q, C, hiss... Is it really Qianchen?"
"Hey! Who is Qianchen? What books has he written? Where does he rank in this competition?"
Guo Lei said: "Everyone's works have been printed out. Do you want to see what others have written?"
Many people secretly took out their mobile phones, but unfortunately the mailboxes were empty. Everyone could only sigh for a while, feeling extremely empty and disappointed in their hearts. Not receiving it meant that they must have lost the election. Hey, where is Qianchen that Firefox promised just now? How could he sit there indifferently? He didn't pass either, did he
The group of people started to quarrel again, and Qian Chen also chuckled. He was very excited in his heart. He just saw Zhuang Yiran and the others receiving the email, and he felt extremely disappointed. At this time, a smile finally appeared on his face, and a piece of his heart felt The stone was put down and he finally succeeded! He finally seized the opportunity provided by Yang An! He will definitely cherish it and let himself become a true master with the help of Yang An!
"Firefox, be careful when you speak big words and flash your tongue! Are you guaranteed to do so? What if you say something wrong?"
But how could a girl who regarded herself as noble, a little proud, and thought that she would definitely be chosen, think that nothing was wrong? She glanced around hastily, and sure enough she found a few playful glances. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't sit down anymore, feeling that there were thorns on her butt: "Sister Feiyan, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'm going back first."
"Firefox, have you forgotten our male channel's Master Zhuang?"
Yang An waved to him and said with a smile: "Qianchen, come here. We were just talking about the afternoon interview. Your performance was very good. Everyone admires you."
Seeing their compliments, Qianchen was really not used to it. He smiled a little shyly and said, "I'm not a great person, I'm just a kid. Let's go eat first!"
Someone snatched their cell phones, and the email read: "Congratulations on passing the exam. Please come to Room 401 on the fourth floor at 8pm to explain something. Please check the attached notes. Signed by: Guo Lei (Where is Jinxi)"
"That's unreasonable! I'm much more handsome than Firefox, why didn't you choose me?"
"Hand out red envelopes! You, Fire Fox, are holding silk in your mouth to counterattack. You scream the loudest and jump the most happily. Why don't you hurry up and give out red envelopes?"
Zhuang Yiran and Qing Feiyan were relatively calm, not as irritable as newbies who would get into fights when they disagreed. They spoke calmly and held up their wine glasses to invite everyone to drink.
Qiao Qiao, a girl with long hair, did not receive the email and knew that she would definitely lose the election. She was also disappointed when she saw Qian Chen. She couldn't help but feel a little happy: "Ha! I've said it a long time ago, writing is a skill that requires the accumulation of experience. Skills, Firefox, you are wrong, you have to apologize to me!”
In the examination room just now, the author Guo Lei and Wang Jiaren paid most attention to was Qian Chen. Yang An also personally stepped down from the stage and stood behind him for a while. He received a unique treatment in the audience. Of course, others thought that he He is a great god, and at worst, he is also a great god's seedling. He is very worth making friends with.
"Firefox? Damn it, you kid, Firefox, also passed?"
How can you go out without taking your mobile phone with you? Everyone thought this was an excuse for him to save face. The long-haired girl Qiao Qiao even uttered two words from her mouth: "Haha!"
When it was close to 8 o'clock in the evening, Qianchen went back to the room and took a shower. He looked particularly refreshed. He suppressed his excitement and didn't even want to wait for the elevator. He took the emergency passage downstairs and jogged all the way to room 401. .
Well…
The specialty of Brazilian BBQ is the barbecue buffet, which includes common hot dishes, cold dishes, desserts, and iced drinks. There is also a limited supply of BBQ seafood, free-flowing beer and drinks, and scantily clad girls dancing in South American samba, with bare chests Han held up a barbecue grill that was as tall as one person and used a knife to cut the barbecue for each guest. The atmosphere was very lively.
A handsome and trendy guy with red hair was very lively. He was one of the people who took the initiative to talk to Qianchen just now. He forked a piece of barbecue and didn't have time to eat it. He was so proud that he said solemnly: "I dare not say anything about the others. But I can guarantee that Qianchen will definitely be among the finalists!"
The mobile phone placed next to Qing Feiyan rang. It was the arrival of a new email prompted by the WeChat group. She thought it was spam, so she operated it casually, then suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed.
Originally, we were eating, chatting about interesting things about the exam, and talking about what we had written, and the atmosphere was very relaxed. However, for some reason, we got sidetracked. There was also this girl with long hair who was also serious, and she actually started arguing over who had better writing skills. Who is more famous and who has more qualifications? You must know that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The debate between literati will always have no answer!
In the middle of wild and cheerful South American-style songs, they sat down in Qianchen with full food plates in four large booths, eating and chatting about the afternoon exam.
After the interview, all the character relationship diagrams, mini-novels, and related materials written by the authors were packaged and uploaded to the server. Guo Lei and the others were grading and discussing.
Qiaoqiao's departure caused a burst of snickering from everyone around. Firefox was so happy that he hugged Qianchen's arm next to him and laughed, "I'll tell you what! I knew you would definitely be chosen!"
"Sister Feiyan~~wuwuwu, you and us little ones are fighting for jobs, you haven't had a good time these days~~"
Qianchen finally couldn't sit still anymore and said, "Don't talk anymore, let's eat first. I know myself. It's a blessing to be selected. It doesn't matter if I'm not selected. I can just go back and write old books."
Whether you are a master or not, it still depends on your strength. In any industry, strength is the most important thing.
Firefox was surrounded by everyone, shook his head and said: "The honors in the past don't count. Today we are recruiting screenwriters, not writers. Brother Yang said that we need to find the most suitable screenwriter, and it is about fate. Don't you think that Online novels and scripts are written in the same way, right?”
The long-haired Qiao Qiao's face turned red and she looked at Qing Feiyan in disbelief. The latter actually smiled and handed over the phone. Sure enough, she saw the four email addresses juxtaposed in the group email.
Qiao Qiao was speechless for a long time, Qing Feiyan comforted her in a low voice: "Don't think too much, it's okay, everyone is joking."
Almost at the same time, Zhuang Yiran also lowered his head to look at his phone. The guy named Firefox also felt the vibration in his pants. After reading the email, the two of them were equally surprised and stood up suddenly, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Qianchen put away his tablet and put it in his backpack. Several people gathered around him. Before the exam, they had a normal relationship, but now they were chatting very familiarly. He felt baffled.
The long-haired girl muttered, and Qing Feiyan smiled and said: "Okay Qiaoqiao, just say a few words. Your resume is so beautiful and you have rich screenwriting experience. You will definitely pass the selection!"
There was silence for a while, then bursts of laughter.
"Ha, Feiyan, you passed too?"
Knocking on the door and entering, Qianchen heard laughter coming from inside. He greeted everyone with some restraint, and found that Yang An, Yuewen editor Hu Wutong and others were all there, Dashenzhuang Yiran and Qingfeiyan were also there. Jinxi He Zai personally helped him He was a little flattered when the door opened.
The long-haired girl continued to press: "Brother Yang stood behind me and looked at me for a minute. Can I also be selected? You are not Yang An, so you can't make conclusions on his behalf. I didn't mean to argue with you. Ah, I just take this selection very seriously!"
The three of them were overjoyed, and this group email made everyone explode on the spot!
"You passed?"
Beep beep beep!
"Really, I can't stand this kind of people who feel good about themselves. They have to have the consciousness to fight against the street... I haven't mentioned that I also made my debut by writing scripts!"
Qian Chen only heard a weak reply: "This is really mine..."
On behalf of the China Literature Group, Wutong, the editor in charge of the urban group, gave each author a voucher for the Brazilian barbecue buffet in the commercial street next door. Everyone accepted it with a smile, put their arms around each other, and made an appointment to have sex together, and shouted to go to the big health care.
"Yes, Sister Feiyan is also a great female channel star. Why don't you talk about her?"
The long-haired girl sitting next to Qing Feiyan responded tit-for-tat: "Come on, don't think that we don't understand the script, why are we pretending to be sophisticated? I even wrote scripts for the Ningcheng Repertory Theater for three years! Writing is the skill that requires the most experience. , I didn’t have results before, how can I get results immediately now? I’m not saying that Qianchen can’t do it, I just think what you said about Huohu is too absolute. Why must he be there when other great gods don’t? Who set this evaluation standard, Firefox Did you decide?"
Huo Hu smiled awkwardly. He glanced at Qian Chen and thought to himself that he had put him on the fire to roast him. It was hard for him to step down at this time. He was no longer a human being inside and outside!
Unexpectedly, Qing Feiyan exclaimed: "There are four recipients of the group email, and there is one who has been selected! Who is this Huang Yiwang mailbox named QC0101?"