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- "Brother Jue, will this episode be cut off when it is officially broadcast?" Xiaotan asked.
"Why cut off the broadcast? You can't let me rewrite it." Feng Bujue replied.
"There is nothing praise or criticism in this description." Mr. Bao, a civil servant, said: "There is indeed no need for harmony."
¡°During the post-game interview, they also asked me why I wrote such a piece of content.¡± Feng Bujue responded: ¡°I asked them why they couldn¡¯t write it.¡±
"Oh? Is there any post-game interview?" Xiaotan asked.
"Ah, after the game, each writer has to record an interview alone. During the interview, the staff will directly play some scenes from the program and then ask questions." Feng Bujue replied: "The interview ends with It will be edited into many clips and interspersed during the broadcast, just like the voice-overs that often pop up in reality shows."
"Oh? So are the comments that pop up in the middle of reality shows all recorded like this?" Xiaotan asked.
"This is common sense." Master Bao said from the side.
Feng Bujue also said: "Then what do you think those pictures are"
"Uh" Xiao Tan was speechless.
"However, this preliminary edited version does not have these scenes." Feng Bujue said: "It is only in the official broadcast version."
At this point in the conversation between the three people, Oscar in the picture has diverted everyone's attention with a piece of off-topic nonsense, and then he said: "Then, the tense moment is here, voting time!"
The camera turned and gave a panoramic view of the contestants' seats.
Oscar continued: "The 700 audience members present, at this moment, you can vote on the small screen in front of you. Each audience member has a first-choice vote and a secondary vote. Please vote for your first-choice vote. For the player you think performed the best in this round, vote for the player you think is second to that player." He explained: "The index of the first vote is 1, while the index of the second vote is 0.5. In the index In the event of a tie, the winner will be determined by the number of first-choice votes. In addition, the voting time is two minutes, and two votes cannot be cast for the same person. Now the voting begins!"
Immediately afterwards, intense background music sounded, and the camera gave a close-up of each of the seven writers in order.
Oscar was not idle either. He had to find something to say, "The first round is usually the most unpredictable round, except for the first time when you come to this stage. The other six writers have all I have won the first place in this round." He paused: "So far, only eight screens have won the first round as newcomers, but that was the first episode of our program, and the seven in that episode The players are all new.
¡°And since then, no rookie player has ever won in the first round. I wonder if this rule will be broken by a new player today"
Two minutes passed quickly, and Oscar shouted at the right time: "Time's up!" He breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, as usual, we will announce the first place, second place, and last place in this round." He looked at the big screen, "I will announce first the second place player"
The camera continued to switch again, and Oscar also spoke in a cadence, deliberately delaying. Winning the audience's appetite, "He is" As the music stopped suddenly, a writer's pen name popped up on the big screen. "I want to play!"
The screen then showed the changes in my expression at the moment when I was about to appear three times in a row like a ghost. However, this guy wears sunglasses and still has a mop hair style. Even if his expression is slightly different, it is difficult to tell.
Later, the director maliciously showed the expressions of the other contestants when the second place was announced. Of course, everyone seemed relatively calm. They basically hesitated for a second, then put on a relaxed smile, and then The audience began to applaud together.
Only Feng Bujue continued to watch the development of the situation with a dead look on his face, as if in a daze. He looked like the kind of office worker who was looking forward to getting off work after punching in in the morning. If it weren't for the sake of salary, he would want to leave immediately.
"Congratulations, Brother Chang." Oscar turned around and said, "How are you, are you satisfied with this ranking?" he asked.
"Actually, I originally thought I should only have four or five." I replied with a smile.
"Then who do you think the top three should be?" Oscar asked another question that might offend people.
I want to go on stage and answer bluntly: "Well I think Brother Ping, Xuan Tian and you know, I think they are better than me in those parts."
"Oh?" Oscar's response was really quick. He immediately turned to Cai Guaguo and said, "What do you think of Cai Gua?"
¡°?In my mindwell, the top three should be Brother Ping, Brother Xuantian and Brother Chang. "Vegetable Guoguo replied: "I may be at the bottom. "
"How can Uncle Soda be embarrassed by what you said?" Mo Buxiang said to the vegetables and fruits at this time.
Her tone and expression were obviously joking, and Oscar also laughed, "Soda, it seems that Mo Mo's implication is that you will definitely be at the bottom this round."
Soda also smiled and said: "You will announce the last one next, right?"
Oscar said: "Well that's right." He pointed to the big screen, "Let's see, the last place in the first round is"
Qi Guoguo was undoubtedly at the bottom. Although Feng Bujue¡¯s part is not easy to evaluate, at least he finished writing it, and he wrote quite a lot. But the few sentences about soda that have no beginning or end can only be regarded as half-finished products.
Without the director¡¯s reminder, the cameraman did what he did before again¡
"Well, I think Soda Drink should have expected this result." Oscar said.
Soda just nodded and smiled.
"Thenthe tense moment has arrived." Oscar immediately faced the big screen again: "Today, who is the winner of the first round? It is Ba Fan Screen and Xuantian Sect, which are generally optimistic by several of our writers. , or are you just debuting on this stage? As popular contestants, do Cai Gua and Mo Mo really have no chance?" In line with his lines, the camera also showed these contestants in order, "The result Advertisement I¡¯ll reveal it to you later¡¡±
It was edited again here. In the next shot, Oscar directly read the name on the big screen: "The winner of the first round isEight Screens!"
The audience cheered and applauded.
"I think you, like me, are deeply impressed by Brother Ping's description of characters." Oscar said, and the poem he wrote just now was replayed on the big screen.
Then, there was an abrupt transition, and Oscar¡¯s position changed. He said loudly: "I believe everyone has been waiting for a long time, let's enter the second round of the showdown!"
"Look, the paragraph just now is where we are going to cut into a large section of the interview. At that time, each player's comments on the first round results should be cut into it." Feng Bujue said to Xiao Tan and Master Bao. .
Xiao Tan replied: "Where did you rank in the first round?"
"I don't know." Feng Bujue said, "I didn't ask either after that."
¡°Don¡¯t make any noise, follow the rules.¡± Mr. Bao motioned for them to silence.
The detailed rules for the second round were given on the TV screen, and then Oscar said: "The first round has passed. Judging from the current situation, the eight screens are one step ahead. I will come on and follow closely, and soda is temporarily ranked Finally. After the second round of the showdown, how will the rankings change?"
As Oscar said, he strode to Feng Bujue: "Bujue, if I tell you now that the format of the second round of duel may be very beneficial to you, do you believe it?"
"The expression on your face at this moment is like you just walked out of an MLM conferenceso my initial reasoning isthe content of the second round of the showdown is indeed very beneficial to me." Feng Bujue replied with empty eyes.
The audience burst out laughing from the bottom of their hearts, and Oscar smiled awkwardly: "I don't think the contestant deserves to be a writer of detective novels. And it is indeed quite humorous." He quickly walked away for two steps, staying away from Brother Jue, and faced him again I felt deeply regretful for my behavior in talking to Feng Bujue.
"In the second round" Oscar changed the topic to the right track: "Our seven writers will see" He waved his arm. "Such a text."
On the big screen, a not-so-long piece of content appeared: [Ding Yi, an ordinary company employee with an average family background. A relative or friend was seriously ill and needed a large amount of medical expenses urgently. One day. Ding Yi picked up a treasure, and Ding Yi finally saved the relative and friend. ¡¿
Oscar looked at the text and said: "Writers, please design an outline based on this text to make it a relatively complete story." His eyes turned to the contestants' seat: "The time limit is ten minutes. Start now!"
Although the call to start was called, all seven players did not move, each was thinking.
"If writing is cosmetics, then creativity is the connotation of a novel. Both of them can also attract readers." Oscar then began to read to the camera: "The judging criterion for this round is how attractive the plot is. The contestants will finally I will express my ideas orally. In other words, this round of duel has nothing to do with writing, only creativity." He paused and said, "I personally thinkas a recommendationThe novelist's unconsciousness will definitely bring us surprises when dealing with such short stories. "
The picture now showed Feng Bujue. This guy¡¯s eyes were dull, as quiet as a stone Buddha. He didn¡¯t know whether he was deep in thought or in a daze.
"Mobuxiang and soda often perform very well in this round." Oscar added, "I wonder what the result will be today?" He said: "According to the results of the online voting, this program is a stroke of genius. is the most anticipated part of the audience. In each issue, our seven writers will bring seven wonderful stories to the audience, which may be exquisite, terrifying, connotative, or suspenseful. Although the highlights are different, Every story, without exception, is extremely fascinating"
He rambled on for a while, and finally it was time for advertising. Since there were no ads in this version, Xiao Tan and Master Bao went straight to the long-awaited announcement moment.
The announcement process of this round is not in the order of one to seven, but is randomly selected, so the contestants ranked six or seven cannot think carefully and slowly. They also have to complete the idea within ten minutes to prevent themselves from Got drawn first.
"So, the first contestant to be announced is" Oscar pointed to the big screen again, the huge Arabic numerals from one to seven flashed continuously, and finally stopped at "4".
"Mo Mo, please start." Oscar said directly without being verbose.
The console in front of the players is in free input mode in this round. Players can not only write text, but also draw sketches, such as character relationships, or even maps or objects. Players can read the drafts while dictating. Organizational language. Of course. They can also write a short story directly on the operating screen just like writing a composition, and then just read it again. Originally, there was no fixed form for something like an outline, so anything would work.
In Mo Buxiang¡¯s story, Ding Yi is a twenty-nine-year-old woman who had a musical dream since she was a child, but in the end she fell into a mediocre life. Until Ding Yi's fianc¨¦ became seriously ill, which changed her life. Later, she picked up a magical flute. It can move everyone who listens to her performance to tears. In the end, she not only saved her fianc¨¦, but also regained her dream.
Her story was very short and it only took three minutes to tell it. In conjunction with the sensational background music, several audience members in the auditorium made use of the topic and burst into tears. Naturally, the cameraman would not let go of these shots and gave each of them a few seconds of close-up.
"Well, Mo Mo has brought us another wonderful story. It seems calm, but it has a heart-warming power. She has once again proved that the plot of a story must be attractive. It does not necessarily need exaggerated characters. Fierce conflict, as long as there is true love, this story will have its soul." Oscar recited a series of comments like a poem. Then the next contestant was revealed.
In this round, several writers basically brought the stories to the areas they are good at. The questions given in the Touch of God session are always very open-ended. Ding Yi's gender and age; the identity and illness of relatives and friends; the purpose and origin of the treasure, etc It can be said that there are countless ways to unfold it. The degree of freedom is extremely high, so it is very convenient for writers to create. If you are willing, you can prepare a few good outline stories before recording, and then you can incorporate them into them.
Soon, all the contestants finished talking. According to visual inspection, the best performer should be soda. The master of horror is really good. He came up with a twists and turns and suspenseful plot in ten minutes, and he did not violate the proposition after introducing it. and.
Finally, it was Feng Bujue¡¯s turn.
I don¡¯t know why Brother Jue was also the last one to appear despite the random announcement.
Generally speaking, the last writer to publish the outline in the second round is definitely more advantageous. Although the contestants should have thought about the content within ten minutes, and others can no longer touch the control screen after the announcement, but in the extra time, they can completely revise and improve the plot in their minds.
At this time, the audience was also looking forward to Feng Bujue's performance. There are three reasons: first, Oscar made those irresponsible remarks about mystery novelists in advance, second, Brother Jue was the last one to appear, and third, this guy¡¯s hunting performance in the first round is still fresh in the memory
"Well" Feng Bujue crossed his arms across his chest with a sad look on his face.
Oscar came to him and glanced at his console. He was shocked and thought to himself: It turned out to be completely blank! Other contestants also wrote at least half the screen, right? What is your situation? No one has ever handed in a blank paper at this stage! The guy who wrote a biography of General Kim before he was thirty-three years old in the first round is now unable to squeeze out a single word! what does this mean!
"Uh Contestant, it's your turn." When Oscar said this, he was already ready to respond.??Psychological preparation to announce abstention.
Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue took a deep breath, leaned in front of the microphone, and without looking at the screen of the console at all, he began to speak at a very fast speed: "Ding Yi, thirty years old, single, ordinary company employee, working at the grassroots level, with Like most office workers, they lived a life like a walking zombie. Until one day, the uncle of his cousin's aunt's son's classmate was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness and needed to be sent to Earth for treatment to have a chance of survival."
"Wait a minute What happened when they were sent to Earth Is this still a human story? Are aliens capable of interstellar travel losing to earthlings in terms of medical capabilities? By the way, the uncle of my cousin's son's classmate What's the matter with Ding Dan? Just let him die, okay?" Oscar complained in his heart, and the expression on his face also changed.
Feng Bujue's narration continued: "But going to Earth requires a lot of money, which he, his cousin's family, or his cousin's son's classmates can't afford. At this moment, Ding Yi picked up a pair of magical shoes. Dancing shoes, this treasure, awakened his long-lost memories. The long-lost sense of justice and mission all returned to his mind. It turned out that twenty years ago, Ding Yi's identity was the universe Superhero Breakdancer in Super Juniors.¡±
"Thunder is like a planeThunder is like a holeDance is like a hero! Please, please drive him off the stage!" Oscar was going crazy.
"Ding Yi first contacted their alien planet's colony on Earth, India." Feng Bujue said again.
"So it turns out that Ah San is not from Earth? Is this the setting?"
¡°His little friend from back then, Kickstarter, lived on Earth.¡±
¡°How on earth did a young superhero with such a name fight against the evil forces of the universe when he was a child?¡±
"Then, they successfully used their superpowers to help the uncle of Ding Yibiao's aunt's son's classmate to smuggle across the border."
¡°You¡¯re your sister, Superhero! Your sister, Justice! If you don¡¯t have money, you¡¯re going to do interstellar smuggling! What¡¯s the point of your series of settings?¡±
"In the end, the uncle of Ding Yibiao's aunt's son's classmate received proper treatment from a local veteran military doctor and recovered." Feng Bujue finally said, "And Ding Yi's story has just begun After awakening, he joined The name of the Alliance of Adult Supermen in the Universe and Breakdancer has once again appeared in people's sights, and an evil force that has been dormant for a long time in the galaxy is once again ready to move"
The words stopped abruptly here. For some reason, everyone at the scene who listened to him tell this story had an inexplicable and painful expectation in their hearts, hoping that he would continue telling it (To be continued. Mobile phone users, please go and read.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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