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"CUT!"
The chief director yelled to stop, which made Oscar relieved, because he didn't know how to proceed, and if he didn't stop, he might just start complaining.
As soon as the screen changed, it entered the voting stage directly.
Xiao Tan asked, "Eh? What happened during that time?"
Feng Bujue replied: "Oh... that part, I will insert a few post-match interviews of the players, that is, other writers and my own evaluation of this outline. Then Oscar will record a speech separately and follow it. Let the live effect of the show be better when it is broadcast."
"Is it because you have too many flaws in this passage, and you need to think carefully about what you say later..." Mr. Bao interjected.
"Probably." Feng Bujue shrugged, "Oh, yes, at that time, the director also told me a troublesome thing..."
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"All units take a rest. The cameraman adjusts the equipment and starts after ten minutes." The chief director calmly directed a few words into the headset microphone, and then he raised his arm and gestured: "I don't know, you come here."
Feng Bujue came down from the contestants' bench and walked up to Chief Director Fei Ran, "Director Fei, are you going to directly announce that I will be eliminated due to my bad attitude in the competition?" When he asked this question, he had a happy expression on his face.
"In my opinion, if this goes on... you are committed today." Feiran replied calmly.
"This is different from what you said!" Feng Bujue hurriedly answered.
"Who made you look so eye-catching, do you think you can be eliminated if you play around?" Fei Ran said: "The correct way to be eliminated is to behave as mediocre as possible."
"Then what should we do now?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Hmm... You really don't want to come again for an episode?" Fei Ran asked.
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied decisively and sincerely.
"That's how it is... I can help you operate in the dark when calculating the total index in the last round." Fei Ran said: "But... this matter..."
"I see… "
"What do you understand?"
"First, you are not allowed to talk about secret operations, and second, you are not allowed to talk about secret operations." Feng Bujue said with a serious face, and continued to emphasize: "Third... don't talk about secret operations!"
Fei Ran pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Do I look like the kind of person who likes Fight Club memes?"
"Of course they look alike." Feng Bujue replied.
Feiran nodded: "Well, well, since everyone hits it off so well, I believe you will keep it a secret for me to the end."
"Must." Feng Bujue answered.
"Oh, in addition, there is one more thing, I have to say hello to you first." Fei Ran said.
"But it doesn't matter."
"I have a hunch that the ratings of this issue will definitely be good, and your unconventional 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 probably win Attend the Easter match."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue said, "Is it so troublesome?"
"The list for the resurrection match is the top seven in the online voting. All contestants who have appeared on the show and been eliminated will be included in the voting list. This voting is open and transparent. If you are selected by then, I will not Way." Fei Ran replied.
"You can just make a statement, for example... because the player is sick and unable to participate in the rematch, so we temporarily invited someone who ranked eighth in the number of votes to be on top." Feng Bujue said.
"Do you think this is a primary school student skipping class?" Fei Ran said, "He's still sick..."
"Not convincing enough... let's be specific, how about syphilis?"
"You seem to have misunderstood the point of my words..."
"Don't worry, it's a perfectly valid reason, Schubert has had it since he was twenty-five, and I too..."
"Mr. Feng, you have to respect yourself..."
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"Eh? That means... two months later, you're still going to the rematch?" Xiaotan asked.
"The specifics will depend on the response to this program after it is aired." Feng Bujue replied: "If I don't enter the top seven in the online voting in early June, hehehe..."
"This is the first time I've seen this kind of smirk looking forward to my own defeat..." Mr. Bao continued.
"It really doesn't work... Mr. Bao, you can help me contact some Internet trolls, and spread some words to blackmail me during the voting period, so as to..."
"Wait a minute." Master Bao interrupted him, "Why do you want me to contact you... By the way, where can I find the shooter for you?"
"Working in a government agency, what are you pretending to be?"
"I don't know what your idea of government looks like... Anyway, I am..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain." Feng Bujue also interrupted Mr. Bao, "Let's watch the video first, and we will talk about the future."
At this time, on the screen, the results of the second round of voting for Magical Stroke have been announced.
Feng Bujue's story of breaking through the sky became a blockbuster, making him ranked second in this round. The first place is soda. And the last one was actually Mo Buxiang. The first contestant to appear was really unfavorable. 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 got very few first-choice votes.
Oscar stabilized his mood a little during the break, and now he has recovered. He said nonchalantly: "After two rounds of intense duels, we are finally about to usher in the third round of the ultimate contest." He paused for a second , and turned to say; "The index of the seven players in the first two rounds will each account for 30 of their total index, and the index of the third round will account for 40. Therefore, each of our players, at the last moment There is a chance to counterattack and get the first place in this period. Of course, this also means that every player has the risk of being eliminated."
"However, before the start of the third round of the duel, let's take it easy." Oscar's tone also changed according to the content of the lines: "Enter card question time." He said, taking out a few cards from his suit pocket Cards prepared in advance, "Here, I have three question cards. The above questions were selected by the three editors of the program from the online message board of "I am a Writer." His eyes swept across the contestants, and the camera also After scanning all seven writers, "These questions are all from the audience friends of this show." He held up the card and placed it at eye level: "There is no scoring mechanism in this session, you can use a relative Answer with a relaxed mind."
Oscar turned to the camera and said, "So... the same question, what kind of answers will different writers give? After the advertisement, I will reveal it to you."
In the next second, Oscar on the screen began to read the question, "Today's first question is..." He read according to the card: "Everyone, my brother is a rookie writer, and he is serializing a book on the Internet. There is a character who is very middle school, I think he is too stealthy, and his existence is a bit tasteless. I want to write him to death, but I can't think of a reasonable plot. I wonder if you guys can help me out. S: I'm writing about ordinary cities, with no supernatural settings."
After Oscar finished reading, he said: "Oh~ the audience who asked the question is also a writer. He has encountered some obstacles in writing, and he wants the seven great gods on the scene to help him."
Oscar babbled a few more words, wasting a minute or two, and then continued: "Then... Is it okay to start with Xuantianzong?"
Xuantianzong replied: "Well... yes." He turned into the microphone and said thoughtfully, "I think... when the subway entered the station, I accidentally fell into the rails..."
"It's so cruel!" Oscar said directly, and the audience laughed, and Xuantianzong laughed too.
"Compared to this, isn't it almost as good to be hit by a car when crossing the road?" Oscar asked again, "Could it be that the death of the second child is a little worse?"
Xuan Tian smiled 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, playing a hero and a monster by himself, jumping around, and then..."
"It's so pitiful!" Oscar interrupted again, and the audience burst into laughter again, "Do you think this guy is even worse when you say that?"
"Let us see Brother Ping's answer." Oscar came to the console with eight screens: "Brother Ping, what is your answer?"
"Hmm... I pretended to be a sea monster in the swimming pool and accidentally drowned..." Ba Fanping replied.
Oscar didn't comment, but turned his head to look at the camera with a funny expression, and the director incited the audience to laugh again.
"Why do I feel that these two ways of death do not reflect the character's secondary school attributes, but make people feel that the character itself is only a sophomore in junior high school?" Oscar continued to laugh, and at this point, he was finally free to complain .
"Okay, let's listen to how Caigua answered this question." Oscar came to the front of Caigua again.
The other party obviously had already thought about the answer, and said into the microphone: "Wearing a homemade superhero uniform, jumping from a tall building."
"Is it like the opening title of Kick-Ass?" Oscar asked.
Vegetables and fruits also smiled and replied: "Yes, almost."
Oscar nodded, and seemed to feel that there was nothing to say about this answer, so he went directly to Mo Buxiang's console: "Momo, where's your answer?"
"Myocardial infarction at the Comic Con?" Mo Buxiang replied in an uncertain tone.
"Are you equating middle school two with otaku?" Oscar asked.
"Is there any difference?" Mo Buxiang asked with a puzzled expression.
Oscar licked his lips, looking speechless, and the audience burst into laughter again.
"Okay, brother Zhang's answer?" Oscar continued to ask.
"I made a dish following the plot in the manga, and after eating it, I died of food poisoning at home." I answered on stage.
"Hey... This has nothing to do with the method, right? Is it caused by buying poisonous raw materials from the beginning?" Oscar complained again and again.
Then there was the soda's answer: "Well... there is no supernatural setting, right... then... choking to death while eating?"
"Are you asking me?" Because of the pure questioning tone of the soda, Oscar borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "It's not like I killed people."
He complained all the way, quite happy, but when he came in front of Feng Bujue, his heart sank again...
Oscar forced a smile: "I don't know, your answer is..."
"On the road going down the mountain, driving the car, cutting into a U-shaped bend at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, and at the moment of turning, driving the tires into the drainage ditch beside the road..." Feng Bujue finished the passage calmly .
Oscar was stunned for two seconds before he realized what the words were referring to, "Then he died?"
"Did he still use the whirlwind charge tornado if he wasn't dead?"
There was a lot of laughter at the scene, and Oscar just laughed dryly, and replied: "Okay, let's look at the second question..."
He took out the second card and read: "If you have a particularly uninspired day and have to keep updating that day, how should you explain it to readers?"
"Oh, this is a very sharp question." Oscar said, "And it's endless. Could it be that the editor-in-chief secretly added his own question?"
He just said that casually, but he didn't expect the chief director to say something through the headset: "Don't say unnecessary things."
The corners of Oscar's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued with a smirk: "Haha, just kidding." He hurried back to Xuantianzong, "If you ask a sharp question quickly, you will tell the truth, Xuantian, your answer yes?"
Xuantianzong replied seriously: "I will tell the truth."
To this question, the writers answered tactfully, but their expressions were all sincere.
Ba Fanping's answer was: "I will post a single chapter, saying that I have some private matters, and I will ask for a day off."
Vegetables and Fruits answered confidently: "I haven't changed it."
"I only write physical books, and I have always delivered manuscripts on time, and I have never had the so-called 'breaking update' experience." Mo Buxiang's answer was also flawless.
"I write short stories on the Internet. Generally, when I start posting, the whole book is almost finished. I am also an editor, so there will be no problems with the manuscript." I want to go on stage and say so.
After asking these people, Oscar came to Soda and asked, "Soda, what is your answer?"
"Well... I haven't kept changing my experience. When publishing books, the manuscripts are stored for three or four months. Basically, when the first batch of manuscripts is used up, the subsequent manuscripts have been written to the end." But the soda didn't evade the question, he still replied: "But if one day I have to keep updating because I don't have inspiration... I think I will tell the truth."
With a depressed mood, Oscar came to the last contestant, even his voice trembling: "I don't realize... it's your words."
Feng Bujue answered him with 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 all changed, and they were chanting the same sentence in their hearts: Is it really okay for you to 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 said in his heart: "It's about your uncle!" You are a detective! Did you go to the scene of the crime to collect materials? Or are you going to make some cases? You guys have long been on some kind of undisclosed blacklist by the Public Security Bureau!
"Heh... hehe... Then, let's look at today's finale question." Oscar felt that it would be better to finish this session quickly. Under the background of the lighting and sound effects of the scene, he held up the third question card. Read to the camera: "Excuse me... what is the sentence you say to the editor the most?"
At this time, it was commercial time again, and after receiving the director's prompt, Oscar immediately read a routine that came back after the commercial.
After switching between the two shots, the contestants began to answer one by one.
Xuantianzong's answer was: "Hello." His explanation was: "I will say it every time I contact you." This is quite a slippery answer.
Ba Fanping was more experienced than him, so he also replied, "Thank you."
Oscar complained: "Caigua, you won't answer me 'goodbye', will you?"
Vegetables and Fruits smiled and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Well, it seems that the communication between purely online writers and editors is not something that people in our dimension can spy on." Oscar laughed, "The next few have purely physical book works, I don't know what kind of answer they will give Woolen cloth?"
"Well... the most talked about editors..." Mo Buxiang tilted her head, and replied thoughtfully: "Please criticize unceremoniously."
Oscar finally found an answer that could be explored, and immediately continued: "The reason?"
"Because every time I submit a manuscript, the editor says it is very good, and I am always careful when criticizing." Mo Buxiang explained.
"Oh..." Oscar said, "Brother Zhang, what do you think? You are also an editor, so you can't bear to criticize a beauty like Mo Mo?"
I was about to go on stage and said with a smile: "I am the editor of a sports magazine, and all the manuscripts I submit are strong men and women."
The audience burst into laughter, and Oscar also laughed: "Okay... When you were a writer, what was the sentence you said the most to your editor?"
"It should be... Tell him not to be too polite." I want to go on stage and say: "The editor in charge of me is younger than me, but he always calls me teacher and asks me to teach me more."
"Brother Zhang is a sports major, so his aura is different." Oscar picked up the phone and praised the other party, and then said to the soda: "Soda, your answer?"
"Thanks for your hard work." Soda replied, and he directly added: "Because there are many uncommon words in my notebook, I also searched a lot of information before writing them in, so the work of proofreading is very troublesome."
"Well, well, it seems that the answer to this question is really a collection of daily expressions." Oscar said, he came to Feng Bujue again with great reluctance, "I don't think so, I think your answer will definitely let you know again. Let's broaden our horizons." He had already spoken out what he was complaining about.
Feng Bujue sneered, with an expression like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "Don't be impulsive, put the knife down first, everyone have something to say, and give me a few more days. Really, a few days will be fine."
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