“CUT！”
The main director called for a cut, and Oscar sighed in relief because he did not know what to do next. If they did not stop, he would have started complaining.
The scene changed, and they entered the voting phase.
Xiao Tan asked, "Eh? What happened during that period? "
"Oh … that period," Feng Bujue replied. "There will be a few post-match interviews from the contestants, which are the comments from the other contestants and myself. Then, Oscar will record a speech and add it to the end to make the show look better during the live broadcast. "
"Is it because you have too many points to complain about, and you need to think about what you're going to say next?" Master Bao interrupted.
"I suppose so." Feng Bujue shrugged. "Oh, right, at that time, the director told me something quite troublesome …"
…
"Everyone, take a break. Cameramen, adjust the equipment. We'll start again in ten minutes." The main director spoke calmly into the microphone. Then he raised his arm to signal. "Bujue, come over here for a moment."
Feng Bujue walked down from the contestants' area and walked to stand before the main director. "Director Fei, are you going to announce that I've been disqualified due to my poor attitude?" When he asked that question, he was practically glowing with joy.
"From how I see it, if this continues … you're definitely going to stay today," Fei Ran replied calmly.
"But this is different from what we agreed on!" Feng Bujue quickly added.
"Who told you to be so eye-catching? Do you think you'll be disqualified because of that?" Fei Ran said. "The correct way to be disqualified is to be as mediocre as possible."
"Then, what should we do now?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Hmm … You really don't want to come back for another episode?" Fei Ran asked.
"Yes," Feng Bujue answered honestly and decisively.
"How about this … During the final round, I can help you with some under-the-table manipulation," Fei Ran said. "But … about that …"
"I understand …"
"What do you understand?"
"First, don't talk about under-the-table operations. Second, don't talk about under-the-table operations." Feng Bujue said with a serious face, and he continued to emphasize his tone, "Thirdly … you are not allowed to talk about under-the-table operations!"
Fei Ran pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Do I look like the kind of person who likes fighting club jokes?"
"Of course," Feng Bujue replied.
Feiran nodded. "Alright then. Since we hit it off so well, I trust that you'll keep it a secret for me."
"Of course," Feng Bujue said.
"Oh, there's something else I need to inform you about," Feiran said.
"Speak your mind."
"I have a feeling that this episode's ratings will definitely be good. Moreover, your unique behavior will definitely generate a certain number of fans." "So, at the end of June, before this season's competition ends, there's an 80% chance that you'll have to participate in the revival round."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue asked, "Is it that troublesome?"
"The revival round's list will be based on the top seven online votes. All the contestants who have been on the show and have been eliminated will be included in the voting list. This voting is transparent, so if you're selected, there's nothing I can do about it," Fei Ran replied.
"You can just make a statement like … because Contestant Bujue is sick, he can't participate in the revival round, so we've invited the eighth place contestant to take his place," Feng Bujue suggested.
"Do you think this is a primary school student skipping class?" Feiran asked. "Sick?"
"Is that not convincing enough? Then be more specific. What about syphilis?"
"You seem to have misunderstood the main point of my words …"
"Don't worry, it's a perfectly reasonable reason. Schubert contracted it when he was twenty-five, and so did I."
"Mr. Feng, you have to have some self-respect …"
…
"Huh? So … you'll have to participate in the revival round in two months? "Xiao Tan asked.
"To be specific, it will depend on the response after this episode is broadcasted." Feng Bujue replied, "If I don't get into the top seven online votes in early June, hehehe …"
"This is the first time I've seen such a sinister smile on someone's face …" Master Bao added.
"If there's no other way … Master Bao, can you help me contact some online ghostwriters and have them spread some negative comments about me during the voting period? That way …"
"Wait a minute." Master Bao interrupted him. "Why do you need me to help you contact someone? By the way, where am I supposed to find a gunman for you?"
"You're working for the government, so why are you still acting like you're some big shot?"
"I don't know what kind of government you're imagining is … In any case, I'm just …"
"Alright, you don't need to explain yourself," Feng Bujue interrupted Master Bao. "Let's watch the recording first. We'll talk about the rest later."
At that moment, on the screen, the result of the second round of voting was revealed.
Feng Bujue's story that broke the heavens had shocked the world, and that earned him the second place in this round. The first place went to Soda. The last place went to Mo Buxiang. As expected, the first contestant was at a disadvantage. Even though her story was not bad, it lacked impact and highlight. After the other six contestants announced their story outlines, the audience's impression of her story was greatly diluted. Therefore, she received very few first place votes.
During the break, Oscar managed to calm himself down. Now that he was back to normal, he said casually, "After two rounds of intense competition, we're finally going to welcome the final competition of the third round." He paused for a second before saying, "For the seven contestants, the index from the first two rounds will each take up thirty percent of their total index, and the index from the third round will take up forty percent of their total index. Therefore, every contestant will have the chance to turn the tables at the last moment and take the first place for this episode. Of course, this also means that every contestant has the risk of being eliminated. "
"However, before the third round starts, let's take a break." Oscar's tone changed along with the content of the script. "Let's enter the question time." As he said that, he took out a few prepared cards from his suit pocket. "I have three question cards with me. The questions on them were chosen by the three main editors of the show from the online message board of I Am a Writer." His eyes scanned the contestants' area, and the camera also scanned the seven contestants. "These questions came from the audience of this show." He raised the cards and placed them at eye level. "There is no grading system for this part, so you can answer with a relatively relaxed attitude."
Oscar turned to the camera. "Then … for the same question, what kind of answer will different writers give? After the commercial break, I'll reveal it to you. "
The next second, Oscar started to read the questions. "Today's first question is …" He read from the cards. "Everyone, I'm a newbie writer, and I'm currently serializing a novel online. There's a very chuunibyou character in the book. I feel like he's too much of a character to steal the show, and his existence is rather useless. I wish to write him to death, but I can't think of a logical plot, so I wonder if you can help me come up with some ideas. PS: I'm writing a normal urban novel, and there's no supernatural setting. "
After Oscar finished reading, he said, "Oh … This audience member who asked the question is also a writer. He has run into some trouble with his writing, and he wishes for the seven of us to help him."
Oscar wasted one or two minutes of time with his rambling. Then he continued, "Then … can we start with Xuan Tianzong?"
Xuan Tianzong replied, "Hmm … sure." He looked into the microphone and said, "I think … when the train was entering the station, he accidentally fell into the tracks …"
"That's so cruel!" Oscar said directly. The audience laughed, and even Xuan Tianzong himself laughed.
"Compared to that, isn't it more similar to being hit by a car when crossing the street?" Oscar asked. "Would the chuunibyou character die a more horrible death?"
Xuan Tianzong laughed. "No, no, we can assume that … the character was playing a game of hero versus monster on the platform of the subway station. He played both the hero and the monster, jumping here and there, and then …"
"So pitiful!" Oscar cut him off. The audience laughed again. "Now that you put it that way, I think this guy is even more pitiful, don't you think?"
"Let's see Brother Pin's answer." Oscar walked to Ba Shanping's control panel. "Brother Pin, what's your answer?"
"Hmm … playing a sea monster in the swimming pool and accidentally drowning to death …" Ba Shanping replied.
Oscar did not comment. He turned to look at the camera with a strange expression. The director instigated the audience to laugh again.
"How come I feel like these two deaths do not reflect the character's chuunibyou character but make it feel like the character is only in his second year of middle school?" Oscar continued to joke. At this stage, he finally had the freedom to mock the character.
"Alright, let's hear how Vegetable Melon answers this question." Oscar walked over to the fruits and vegetables.
The man had already prepared the answer. He said into the microphone, "Wearing a self-made superhero uniform and jumping down from a tall building."
"Like the opening of King Haibian?" Oscar asked.
Vegetable and Fruit replied with a smile, "Yes, something like that."
Oscar nodded. He did not think there was much to say about this answer. He walked to Mo Buxiang's control panel. "Mo Mo, what's your answer?"
"Myocardial infarction at Comic Con?" Mo Buxiang asked in an uncertain tone.
"Are you equating chuunibyou with an otaku?" Oscar asked.
"Is there a difference?" Mo Buxiang asked with confusion.
Oscar licked his lips, looking speechless. The audience burst into laughter again.
"Okay, Brother Field, what's your answer?" Oscar asked.
"Following the plot of the comic, he made a dish, and after eating it, he died of food poisoning at home," I Want On Stage answered.
"Hey … that has nothing to do with cooking, right? It's because he bought poisonous ingredients from the start, right? "Oscar complained again.
Then it was Soda's answer. "Hmm … there's no supernatural setting, right? Then … he choked to death while eating?"
"You're asking me?" Since Soda used a questioning tone, Oscar used that as an excuse. "I didn't kill him."
He complained along the way, and it was quite enjoyable. However, when he reached Feng Bujue, his heart sank again.
Oscar forced a smile. "Bujue, your answer is …"
"On the road that goes down the mountain, he drove his car and cut into the U-turn at more than one hundred kilometers per hour. At the moment of the turn, he drove the tires into the ditch by the roadside …" Feng Bujue calmly finished his narration.
Oscar was stunned for two seconds before he realized what he was referring to. "And then he died?"
"If he didn't die, did he use Whirlwind Charge?"
The audience laughed. Oscar laughed drily and said, "Okay, let's look at the second question …"
He took out the second card and read, "If there is a day where there is no inspiration and you have to stop updating for that day, how do you explain it to the readers?"
"Oh, that is a very sharp question," Oscar said. Oscar said, "And there's no beginning or end to it. Could it be that the chief editor secretly added his own question in?"
He was just saying that, but to his surprise, the main director said through the earpiece, "Stop wasting time."
Oscar's lips twitched, and he said with a fake smile, "Haha, I'm just kidding." He quickly returned to Xuan Tianzong's side. "Sharp questions need to be asked and answered quickly. Xuan Tianzong, what's your answer?"
Xuan Tianzong replied seriously, "I will tell the truth."
Toward this question, the writers all gave a smooth answer, but they all looked sincere.
Ba Shan Ping's answer was, "I will publish a single chapter, saying that I have some personal matters to attend to and need to take a day off."
Vegetable Fruit's answer was confident. "I have never stopped updating."
"I only write physical books, and I have always submitted my manuscripts on time. I have never stopped updating." Mo Buxiang's answer was flawless as well.
"I only write short stories online. Normally, when I start to publish, the whole book is almost finished. I am an editor myself, so there shouldn't be a problem with the manuscripts," I'm Going On Stage said.
After Oscar asked the questions, he walked to Soda and asked, "Soda, what's your answer?"
"Hmm … I have never stopped updating. When I publish, the manuscripts can be published for three to four months. Basically, when the first batch of manuscripts is finished, the rest of the manuscripts will have reached the ending." However, Soda did not avoid the question. He still answered, "But if there is a day where I have to stop updating due to lack of inspiration … I believe I will tell the truth."
With suppressed emotions, Oscar walked to the last contestant. Even his voice was shaking. "Bujue … if it's you."
Feng Bujue answered him calmly, "I'm out to find inspiration."
"Huh?" That was the reaction of the other six contestants. The next second, their expressions shifted, and they said the same thing in their hearts, Is it really okay for you to do this?
"Hmm … How should I put this? It is a perfectly reasonable explanation," Oscar said. His smile turned awkward again, but internally, he was grumbling. Find your head! You're a detective novelist, aren't you? Are you going to a crime scene to find inspiration? Or are you planning to create a crime scene? You're already on some kind of blacklist at the police station!
"Ha … Ha ha … Then, let us take a look at today's finale question." Oscar felt that it was better to end this segment as soon as possible. Under the backdrop of the live lighting and sound effects, he raised the third question card and looked at the camera. "Excuse me … What is the sentence you say to the editor the most?"
At this time, it was the commercial break again. With the director's hint, Oscar recited the phrase that he used after the commercial break.
After the two cameras switched, the contestants started to answer the questions one by one.
Xuan Tianzong's answer was, "Hello." His explanation was, "I say it every time we contact each other." That was quite a smooth answer.
Ba Shanping was more experienced than him, so he replied, "Thank you."
Oscar complained, "Vegetable, don't tell me you're going to say 'goodbye' to me?"
Vegetable and Fruit smiled and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
"Okay, looks like the communication between a pure online writer and an editor is not something that people from our dimension can pry into," Oscar said with a smile. "The next few contestants all have physical works. I wonder what kind of answer they will give?"
"Hmm … The sentence that I say to my editor the most …" Mo Buxiang tilted her head and answered thoughtfully, "Please do not hesitate to criticize it."
Oscar finally found an answer that he could dig into. He immediately asked, "And the reason is?"
"Because every time I submit a manuscript, the editor says it's good. He's always careful when he criticizes it," Mo Buxiang explained.
"Oh …" Oscar said, "Brother Field, what do you think? You're also an editor. Facing a beauty like Mo Mo, shouldn't you be a bit hesitant to criticize her? "
I'm Going On Stage said with a smile, "I'm the editor of a sports magazine. The people who submit to me are all strong men and strong women."
The audience burst into laughter, and so did Oscar. "Okay … Brother Field, when you were a writer, what was the sentence that you said to your editor the most?"
"It should be … to tell him not to be too polite." I'm Going On Stage said, "The web editor responsible for me is younger than me, but he always calls me teacher and asks me to teach him."
"Brother Field is a sports major after all. You have a different presence." Oscar took the opportunity to compliment the man and then turned to Soda. "Soda, what's your answer?"
"Thank you for your hard work," Soda replied. He added, "Because there are many obscure words in my novel, I had to do a lot of research before I wrote them in. Therefore, it was very troublesome to proofread them."
"Okay, looks like the answer to this question is really a collection of everyday words," Oscar said. Oscar said. He very unwillingly walked to Feng Bujue again. "Bujue, I believe your answer will be able to open our eyes again, right?" He had already made his displeasure clear.
Feng Bujue scoffed coldly and said with a fearless expression, "Don't be rash. Put down the knife. We can talk this out. Give me a few more days. Really, just a few more days."
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