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Familiar stage, familiar scenery.
The gaffer kicked off the show with a flashy, epileptic-inducing trick.
In the pitch-black contestant area, the seven resurrection contest writers, including Feng Bujue, were already in place.
The cameraman at camera number one swayed the camera lens at a certain frequency, creating a dispensable sense of motion.
The director gave an order through the microphone on the headset, and the live DJ played noisy music with a strong sense of rhythm.
In the next second, the host came on stage.
Oscar is still the same Oscar, today he is wearing a silver-gray casual suit, a pair of dark jeans, an earphone in his left ear, and a microphone hanging from his mouth.
Like every previous program, he was not moved by the square dance music around him at all, but walked calmly to the center of the stage.
The light suddenly stopped and focused on him.
Oscar looked at the camera and read the opening line with a clear voice: "Welcome to... I am a writer! I am the host, Oscar."
After all, he bowed slightly.
The lights illuminated the auditorium at the right time. Under the command of the director, four cameras aimed at the auditorium began to move. The moment the audience applauded and cheered, the camera swept over.
The staff have done countless openings like this, so it can be said that they are very familiar with it. Unless Oscar accidentally fell on the stage, it was all over again.
"Friends on the scene, in front of the TV, and on the Internet..." After a live GM, Oscar immediately continued, "Today is a special day." He paused for a few seconds, turned slightly sideways and said, " Today, on the stage where I am a writer, there are seven... contestants that everyone is very familiar with."
After all, it is a combination of professional host, tone and some small gestures. Get it just right. While speaking, Oscar already took a few steps back naturally, and came to the front of the players' bench.
"Since the first episode of I Am a Writer was aired, we have experienced 20 nights like this." Oscar continued, "During this period, our program group has ushered in a total of 20 people with unique and unforgettable styles. writer." He took a deep breath. "But in the end... there are only seven people who can be on the stage of our finals." At this point, he raised his arms high, 45 degrees upward, and gestured to the big screen.
Photos of famous writers appeared on the screen, each person's shape and expression were retouched to look like a mafia, and their pen names were marked under the photos.
And next to that photo. There is also a vacancy, a black shadow is displayed in the vacancy, and a big question mark is placed on the black shadow.
"Now... there is already a player who has gone through many tests and entered the palace of the finals, but..." Oscar continued in a cadenced tone, "There is still a vacancy..." He waved his arms again. Pointing to the contestant seat beside him, "And this chance to enter the final... who will it be..."
"Fire of the night! Fire of the night!" Before the host finished speaking, a group of people in the audience shouted. Their slogans were neat, their voices were loud, and their responses were quick.
The fans of other writers also belatedly shouted a few times to the writers they supported, but most of these shouts were insignificant, and they sounded a little scattered.
"I'm the writer—Resurrection Night. Now..." Oscar slid sideways. "… begin."
After Oscar finished reading this sentence, the lighting and live DJ made another burst of noise under the direction of the director...
Then came the part of introducing the contestants (like the previous recordings, the sponsors and commercials were recorded separately, so Oscar’s dialogue sometimes jumped a bit), Oscar said: "Okay, no more gossip Let's talk more, let's take a look. The seven contestants standing on this "stage of counterattack" are... "
The lights of the No. 1 player's seat came on from above. It illuminates a chubby young man wearing glasses.
"Contestant No. 1, soda." Oscar did not give a long and detailed introduction this time, nor did he read the "Editor's Comment" from the program group.
Because... the show has gone through a long period of constant reform and has left out this section. In the later stage, the introduction of the players will be added in the form of subtitles at the bottom of the screen.
There are two main reasons for this change: first, because only one player is eliminated in each round, many players will appear repeatedly, and there is no need to read every game; second... the time saved can be used to insert more advertisements.
"Contestant No. 2, Yamcha." Oscar's introduction continued, and the lights above the contestants' seats also lit up one by one following his words.
Although he had a pseudonym that could go to the No. 1 Budokai in the world, the writer himself is just a boy with a rather weak appearance, and he can tell from his face that he is at most twenty years old.
In fact, Yamcha is indeed only ten years old this year. He started writing as a freshman in high school, dropped out of high school to start full-time. Last year, he joined the ranks of first-line Internet writers with a very popular fantasy book.
"Contestant No. 3, the spring breeze of reform blows the earth." Oscar said again.
This is an uncle in his forties who wears black-rimmed glasses. The series of science fiction he wrote are very popular. Uncle Dadi worked as a reporter in his early years, and later became a freelance writer. At first, he wrote a science fiction article with hundreds of thousands of words out of interest, but he was rejected many times when he submitted it to the publishing house. So... he tried web serialization. Unexpectedly, it became an instant hit. And his pen name... is actually just a phrase that popped up when he typed GG on the keyboard twice, because when he registered the writer account, he didn't think he could be popular at all. Instead of destroying it, it’s better to send it out for others to see casually” mentality. Random pen name…
"Contestant No. 4, Chainsaw Rose."
This is a "character writer", known for his extremely gothic style and dress. To be honest... hers are not popular, it can be said that they are very niche. But fortunately, her father is a wealthy businessman and also knows some friends in the publishing industry... In this way, those strange chapters of hers were printed and sold, and caused certain social repercussions... Some people said that she is not sick" shenyin", some say she is cynical, while others (mostly minors) regard her as a spiritual mentor. But no matter what... whether you scold or praise it, if someone comments, it means that someone pays attention. In this era where various ideas collide with each other, hers can be regarded as unique.
"Contestant No. 5, Bandit General."
This is a young man in his mid-twenties, with a pale face, small eyes, and slanted bangs. The clothes are quite fashionable, and at first glance, he looks like a Korean male artist. He can also be regarded as an old-fashioned Internet writer, and he has written quite popular works on popular themes such as urban and fantasy. But he has never been really popular, and his slightly thin pen and fixed plot routines have been repeatedly criticized. Comments such as "poor pens, love to pour water, and creativity is getting boring" can be said to be a daily routine that he sees every day.
Oscar walked and introduced, and finally... came to the last two seats.
The seat order of the contestants in the resurrection match is based on the popularity of online voting. The higher the ranking, the lower the seat, so Feng Bujue is the No. 1 player today.
To be honest, Feng Bujue did not expect that the "soda" brother who appeared in the same scene with him would be the least popular of the seven. Although it's not bad to be among the top seven among the twenty knockout players, but this feeling of being at the bottom... probably won't be very good.
"Contestant number..." When Oscar came to Brother Jue's seat, he made eye contact with him briefly. "I don't know."
Two seconds later, Oscar turned around and followed the trend, "And the last... contestant No. 7, Fire of the Night."
Previously, every time he announced the pseudonym of a contestant, the audience would burst into cheers and applause, and the waves of cheers were increasing. Until the last introduction of Nightfire. reached the apex of boiling.
Ye Zhihuo is a male under the age of thirty, who doesn't look amazing. However, he is a newly-promoted internet god this year, and with an urban masterpiece, he is in the limelight for a while. The popularity of his works is even comparable to the first-line top writers such as Xuantianzong, Vegetables and Fruits (see I am a writer-please feel free to complain).
"Okay, according to the usual practice..." After the audience calmed down for a while, Oscar returned to the center of the stage with a smile on his face, "...The next step is to name this episode. But..." He changed the topic, "This episode is special because we already have a title." He raised his hand to signal the big screen.
Indeed, the words "Night of Resurrection" were displayed on the top of the screen.
"Therefore, we will no longer have a naming session in this issue." Oscar glanced at the camera with a mysterious look, "and..." After he finished these two words, there was a paragraph that made people laugh. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. Then he continued, "...the changes in this issue are far more than just this one link. In the resurrection match, we will see completely new rules!"
The DJ played a few more sound effects at this time. The lights also flickered suddenly, creating a tense atmosphere.
"Hehe... Don't be too nervous, everyone." Oscar smiled, "How about this... The contestants in this issue are all our old friends. At the beginning of this issue, we will let them greet everyone one by one and say hello to everyone. A few words of feedback on the comeback."
At this time, Feiran said through the earphone: "Oscar, come upside down."
The director is undoubtedly doing Ye Zhihuo a favor, because there are only a few sentences that can be repeated over and over again. It is more advantageous to speak first, and when the next few people speak, the content will definitely be somewhat repetitive.
After receiving the order, Oscar came to the side of Night Fire calmly: "Well, let's start with Night Fire first."
Ye Zhihuo smiled at the camera and said: "Hi everyone, I am Ye Zhihuo. I am back again and hope to make further progress on this stage. I look forward to your support."
A few simple words are regarded as rules, and his fans in the auditorium responded loudly.
Then... Oscar's difficulty came again...
"Hehe... I don't realize it." Oscar's smile immediately became a little stiff, "Let's say a few words..."
"Forget about self-introduction, you've already said it." When Feng Bujue spoke, he frowned and turned his face sideways, keeping his eyes on the big screen beside him. I'm not used to it, from being unknown to being liked by someone' This sentence is good..." He paused, "But there is another thing, I wanted to say a few minutes ago..." He said in a deep voice, "The information shown on the big screen just now The promotional picture of the finalists Qi Que Yi... What is the trouble? Does the picture have to be made like a wanted list... Is it a writer or Qi Wuhai... "RI
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