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"Hey... this is the lyrics..." Oscar had thousands of beasts rushing through his heart, but he still had to bear it on the surface, unable to say it out, "and not a single word has been changed... You copied it completely Even if it is an old song, many people have heard it... Even if not many people have heard it, people will find it after searching the Internet after the show... "
"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue looked at Oscar and asked nonchalantly.
"Uh... I don't know..." Oscar replied, "Are you sure... you want to submit this content?" Because the audience has not seen what Feng Bujue wrote, Oscar felt that there was still room for redemption. He winked at Brother Jue vigorously, and said in a strange tone, "What you wrote... I seem familiar..." He glanced at the camera again, "There is plenty of time now... Would you like Change it again?"
The implication of his words is that I already know that this sentence is not original by you, and there is still time for you to change it quickly.
Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue didn't appreciate it at all.
"Of course it looks familiar." Brother Jue replied with a relaxed expression, "This is the lyrics."
"You actually admitted it! You just said it in front of the camera!" Oscar yelled in his heart, "Is this really okay?" He quickly turned his head, looked at the director for help, and waited for further instructions.
"Continue to record, it's okay." Feiran said in the communication channel, "The rules didn't say it wasn't allowed."
"Ahaha... I don't think you're really honest." Oscar had no choice but to try to say something nice.
It's a pity... Brother Jue still doesn't appreciate it.
"I'm just too lazy to think about it myself." Feng Bujue replied immediately. "So I randomly copied a paragraph that fits the theme."
As soon as these words came out, even the audience didn't know how to react...
"What on earth is this kid going to do?" Oscar thought in his heart, "You are not only digging your own grave, but also seem a bit shameless..."
At this moment, Oscar had already turned his face to a place where the camera couldn't capture it. As a person with a strong sense of the camera, he did this on purpose, because he didn't want his expression at the moment to appear on the screen.
"Anyway, the rules allow it." Feng Bujue continued at this moment, and he still put his hands behind his head in a rather arrogant posture. "I don't think it's any different from citing scriptures, is it?"
"There's a big difference, okay..." Oscar thought to himself. "The purpose of citing classics is to explain the truth, but you can copy the whole paragraph without saying a word of your own..."
"Hmm... hehe..." Oscar smiled awkwardly, "Okay... what the result is, we'll find out later." He could only quickly reveal the matter.
The photographer Xiao Wu is also very clever. See this scenario. Turn the camera around. Aligned with other writers.
Oscar also acted accordingly, moved a little away from the No. 6 contestant seat, and said in a loud voice: "Time... is passing by every minute. Except for the unconscious contestants, our other six writers have not stopped creating. Maybe we can learn from their faces. I can see some clues from the expression on the screen..." He cooperated with Xiao Wu's filming, said this sentence, and successfully diverted the audience's attention.
...
Seven minutes passed quickly, and writers clicked the submit button on the screen one after another.
During this period of time, Oscar has been looking for something to say, talking nonsense that seems to be related to the show, but is actually meaningless. Rao is so... He will not be silent for more than ten seconds each time... This is professionalism.
"There is not much time left... Let's count down ten seconds..." When the time on the big screen was only the last ten seconds left, Oscar said at the right time, "Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... He finished counting ten on the screen, and then said, "...it's time!"
A five-second bgm commonly used in the show sounded, and the lights on the stage flickered for a while.
Cameraman Xiao Wu adjusted his position and prepared to act with the host.
"Okay... the time for the announcement has come." Oscar said while listening to the relevant information from the earphones, "Attentive viewers must already know the order in which we publish the articles." He paused, "I don't It's a trick... Let's start with the first one to submit an article..." He turned around, "... I don't know the contestants start." After that, he led the camera to come to Brother Jue.
At the same time, the content written by Feng Bujue also appeared on the big screen.
The audience was full of discussions, but there was no applause at all...
Oscar read the entire lyrics, and then said: "Well... it's really well written." He looked at Brother Jue, "It also fits the two key words 'love' and 'time'." He said Turning around, he said with a smile on his face, "It's a pity...it doesn't seem like you came up with this..."
The following sentence was not said by Oscar intentionally to unknowingly, but Fei Ran ordered him to say it through the earphones. It seems... the director is going to cooperate with Brother Jue to make him lose in the first round.
"Yeah..." Feng Bujue said with a face like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, "Mr. Li Zongsheng's words."
"But... if you copy the whole paragraph like this..." Oscar said, "The audience friends may not buy it."
"It's okay." Feng Bujue replied these two words calmly.
Upon hearing this, Oscar stared wide-eyed, made a helpless expression at the camera, and shrugged.
Then, he walked over to player No. 4, and said, "Okay... then, let's see... what kind of content rose wrote in five minutes and eleven seconds."
The atmosphere at the scene became very cold in the past minute or so. Many fans who came to support Feng Bujue were silent. They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know what to say at this moment...
As for Oscar, he has already begun to publish the articles of other writers step by step...
Except for Feng Bujue, the other contestants naturally created original content on the spot.
The first is rose. The passages she wrote are undoubtedly very "Gothic", full of despair, darkness, death, loneliness... and a strong atmosphere of the second class. But unexpectedly, this passage of hers was well combined with the two themes of "love" and "time", and received quite enthusiastic responses.
Then there was Yamcha, whose writing style was not favored compared to other writers present. But at least he can be straightforward and easy to understand. Moreover, his coding speed is very fast. Using the Quanpin input method on the live console, he can type more than 500 characters in six minutes. So... He simply wrote a short story with a few hundred words to fit the theme of this time. It's a pity that the plot of his story is a bit too naive and idealized. Nor does its prose fill these shortcomings. Read the whole paragraph. It didn't work out very well.
Next, the soda article. He is a man who can make up stories, and he writes well. In terms of the type of writer, he is quite close to Feng Bujue. He also wrote a short story to express the themes of "love" and "time". It's just that there are not as many words as Yamucha. But... with a more concise writing style. The response he caused was much warmer than that of Yamcha.
As for the remaining three people... Yezhihuo and Bandit General both clicked and submitted at six minutes and forty seconds; and Uncle Dadi used the handwriting function on the console. This led to a lack of time, and he was forced to stop writing until the second the countdown was over.
Oscar also read out their articles... The description of the bandit general is not bad, it can be said to be quite satisfactory. But it’s not lost; Uncle Dadi’s part... has a hasty ending, and it’s obviously not finished yet, but he is the oldest and most experienced person here after all, and his writing style is not to be said. The part he wrote is enough to attract attention. The audience resonated.
And the worst effect is probably the Fire of the Night... From the first minute, he was disturbed by Brother Jue's sudden convulsion. Ye Zhihuo originally wanted to write a series of first-person parallel sentences to sensationalize, but he lost his emotions... The more he wrote, the more anxious he became, the more mistakes he made... The final paragraphs he wrote were incomprehensible; neither could he see the real " "Love", and can't see the gorgeous "skills". Fortunately, his fans at the scene worked very hard. After the article was published... they spent a lot of effort shouting for him, and finally slightly improved the impression of others on this text...
"Okay, we've watched the performance of all seven writers in this round of writing..." Oscar finished visiting each contestant, then turned and returned to the center of the stage, "The tense moment... has come again..."
A camera above the recording studio made a large-scale move and scanned the player seats.
Oscar went on to say: "The 700 audience friends at the scene, the fate of the contestants is once again in your hands..." He paused, "Today, we will cancel the rules of 'preferred votes' and 'secondary votes' ... You will only have one preferred vote in your hand, and you can only support ... one writer." He looked solemn, "The voting time is two minutes, please cast your crucial vote carefully... now … Voting begins!"
In the next second, intense background music sounded at the scene, and Xiao Wu, carrying a close-up camera, rushed up to give each of the seven writers a close-up.
"Friends who have just turned on the TV, website, or radio, what you are watching now is I am a writer—Resurrection Night!" After a short silence, Oscar directly continued with this sentence.
This abrupt transition is also the director's instruction. Obviously... a commercial and a pre-recorded long formula will be added here later.
"The first round of voting is still going on nervously. Who can win the first round and take the lead..." Oscar delayed for another minute with self-questioning and nonsense.
"It's time!" Finally, Oscar completed the task brilliantly again, and let out a long breath, "ok... Today, I will start from..." He looked at the big screen, "The seventh place... will be announced."
All the camera positions in the audience were busy, aiming at the auditorium, player seats, hosts from all angles...
"Won... I am a writer—Resurrection Night, the first round... the seventh place... writer... is..." At this moment, Oscar always speaks one word at a time, as long as he can stretch.
The on-site DJ also cooperated very well, taking advantage of the situation to insert a tight-paced sound effect.
"I don't realize." When Oscar read Brother Jue's pen name, his voice and tone were a little low.
Immediately there was a clamor in the auditorium. There seemed to be some boos mixed in with it.
Oscar turned sideways, faced the camera, looked at Brother Jue with his eyes and said, "I don't know, do you have anything to say?"
Feng Bujue sneered: "I don't know, I didn't do well, I don't care, how much I did."
"You guys are too arrogant..." Oscar complained in his heart, "After the plagiarism was exposed, he didn't have the slightest remorse or shame, and he shamelessly answered such words... Wait... These few lines are also lyrics!"
"Porf—" At this moment, in the auditorium. There have been unabashed, neat boos from Nightfire fans. The audience and neutrals who supported Juege also remained silent.
"Hehe... I don't think I still have such a personality." Oscar smiled with a stiff expression. And quickly continued, "Then... Next, what I will reveal is..." In order to quickly divert the audience's attention, he did not delay this time for too long. Then announced. "Writer who won fourth place..."
His words. It successfully stunned the audience for a moment. Because according to the past practice, only the first, second, and seventh rankings will be announced.
"As I have repeatedly emphasized, tonight... many of the previous rules will be changed." Oscar smiled slyly. "The ranking I announced today will be... the third, the fourth... and the last." He paused for a second, "The four writers who are ranked 1, 2, 5, and 6... will be kept secret for the time being..."
"Hmm... It seems to be a way to enhance the suspense..." Feng Bujue reacted so quickly. Hearing this, he thought in his heart, "Actually, it is for the convenience of the black box operation..."
"Today, the writer who won the first round and the fourth place is..." Oscar continued, "...the spring breeze of reform blows the earth... our Uncle Earth."
There was applause from the audience.
Oscar also walked quickly to the front of contestant No. 4, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Dadi, I really admire you, little brother... I have never seen anyone use unfinished articles to enter the front desk in 'Writing into a Chapter' before." Four."
"Hehe... It all depends on the support of the audience and friends." Uncle Dadi adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and replied kindly.
"Well, Brother Da Di's humility is also very admirable." Oscar laughed.
While speaking, he turned to face the camera again and said, "Okay... next, let's reveal the next one... the first round...the third player..." He looked at the camera and put on a "I just don't Said, come and hit me" expression, stared for a full ten seconds before continuing, "... that's... soda!"
There was another round of cheers from the audience... However, on the whole, there are more people cheering for Soda and Uncle Earth than there are fans of Fire of the Night...
This is also a helpless situation. Most of the fans of these two are over 30 years old, and most of them are men. Although their votes were not bad in the online voting, among the live audience today, the number of people supporting them was the least (there were also reasons for artificial manipulation by the organizer).
"It's true that Cao Cao will see Cao Cao." Oscar went to the soda, "I just talked about the contestants who didn't finish writing the essay..."
"Haha..." Soda naturally understood that the other party was talking about something in a previous issue, "I'm done today."
"Yeah, as long as it's finished, it's the strength to steadily enter the top three." Oscar said.
"No, no, you've won the prize." Soda waved her hand.
"I'm not flattering you." Oscar turned to face the audience, and said again, "Now... I can announce a set of data..." He returned to the stage, "In the past twenty issues of "I Am a Writer" , soda participated in the sixteenth issue... "
At this point, he deliberately paused, and the audience understood what he meant, and responded with cheers and applause.
"And he maintains a record that no one has ever achieved, that is..." Oscar waved his arm and pointed at the soda, "In the 'Writing into a Chapter' section, as long as he can finish writing, he can enter the top three."
The audience applauded again, but Oscar interrupted them: "And..." he said loudly, "...and in the second round, in the part of the magical pen, soda is also the writer who has won the most 'first' so far. hand."
Only then did he finish speaking. The audience also burst into the most powerful cheers since the opening.
Several other writers also sat down and applauded. Of course, some of them are sincere, or some of them are just pretending...
"Okay, let's go to the end, don't forget the business." The wonderful voice came from the earphone again.
As soon as Oscar heard it, he understood that the director was letting himself go where it should be, and not to praise it too much. After all... The person who is really going to be praised this time is the fire of the night.
To be honest... Oscar personally has likes and dislikes towards these players. He may not have seen many, but the people he has come into contact with are all over the sea. Which ones are gentlemen, which ones are villains, which ones have real talents, and which ones are deceitful... He has a scale in his heart.
From a personal point of view, Oscar really hoped that soda would enter the finals. But due to the needs of the program group... he had to compromise.
"Okay... that's the end of the story, and the audience must be impatient, let's move on to the next round..." Oscar quickly continued, "A stroke of genius!"
"Well... the most troublesome part is coming..." Feng Bujuexu focused his eyes and muttered silently, "The consequences of the nonsense last time were quite serious... this time we have to think of a countermeasure..." (..) RT
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