Chapter 343: Peak Battle

The day An Yueqin came to visit was April 20th. There are still twenty-five days until Feng Bujue's next submission, which is actually plenty of time.

However, Brother Jue has a habit of procrastinating when it comes to writing. Except for the occasional sudden inspiration, his attitude towards manuscript submission is like a primary school student's attitude toward summer vacation homework: in July, he thought, the vacation has just begun, I will write it in August; in August, he thought, there is still one month left Well, let’s write it in the middle of the month; in the middle of the month, I decided to leave it until the end of the month; when it comes to the end of the month, I count the days in my mind, there are still five days, don’t rush, there are still three days, don’t rush, don’t rush... this way At the end of the day, usually the night before school starts, I turn on the desperate mode and get the homework out overnight.

Of course, when Feng Bujue was in elementary school, he almost never encountered such a situation. Because when he was in third grade, he discovered that the so-called "winter and summer vacation homework" was just a waste of youth.

The teachers were very enthusiastic when assigning homework, but when it came time to mark the homework, they either didn't read it at all, or asked a few Erguizi (class cadres) to check the completion on their behalf. Originally, there were dozens of people in a class, and if everyone handed in a large pile of things and carefully corrected them ( ), they wouldn’t be able to finish all the corrections even on Teacher’s Day.

As a result, this matter has become a routine twice every school year. One party is wasting their youth and the other party is perfunctory.

To put it bluntly, things like vacation homework are meaningless garbage created by the school to show that it is responsible. Top academics don't need to rely on this kind of garbage to consolidate their knowledge, and people who don't like learning are even less likely to rely on this kind of garbage to make progress. This pile of garbage is like a big bubble emerging from the surface of the stinking pit of exam-oriented education, and it still makes its presence felt today.

What is even more disgusting is that some teachers who are more self-righteous will add some homework themselves in addition to the holiday homework issued by the school. This kind of behavior will only send two messages. First, this person's life is very unsatisfactory; secondly. This man lacks an outlet.

After Feng Bujue saw through these nonsense, he began to deal with these homework with a perfunctory attitude, and insisted on inserting this paragraph into his winter and summer homework every year: "Obviously, you won't know how to do it this year either." By grading the holiday homework of anyone in our class, you are just forcing us to waste precious time and ballpoint pen ink.

These printed materials, which are like waste paper from the moment they are bound into a book, make me feel bored and sad.

Based on the results of my sleuthing, you're either not going to read it at all, or you're just checking in to see if we've filled up this boring volume. In this case, I just filled it in casually. When I saw the math question, I filled in 250. When I see English questions, I write sentences like "you are fool". When I see Chinese questions, I write a few impromptu limericks, and by the way, I break the current paragraph into short sentences and fill them in one by one.

If one day you can find this content that I filled out in pieces, it will prove that you are really seriously correcting your holiday homework. At that time, I will definitely finish these questions seriously. But I personally think that there will never be such a day, so I would like to say here that I wish every student in our class will lose their youth by filling in holiday homework. It all adds up to your sentence of torture in hell. May your soul be able to compensate and redeem the sins you have committed in this pain. "

This is Feng Bujue when he was nine years old... Five years later, when his peers entered the second grade of middle school one after another. He would always say in the tone of an experienced person: "During the years when I was rebellious, my character was very aggressive. It was much stronger than your silly virtues."

Unknowingly, it went too far, about the story of Brother Jue when he was a child. If we have a chance to talk about it in the future, let’s talk about it now.

To be fair, his former editor, Lao Chen, was a good old man. In the past, Brother Jue had a problem with delaying manuscripts. It was always Lao Chen who helped carry it down. Although he often put on a life-threatening attitude in front of Feng Bujue, Lao Chen never complained to Brother Jue about pretending to be a grandson and getting scolded by the magazine boss. Because of this, Feng Bujue would not understand why Lao Chen was "too stressed".

But now that the editor has changed, Brother Jue naturally can no longer fool around like before. He also understood very well that Miss An was the first ignition point in the new official's appointment. If he didn't know what he was interested in and made it difficult for her in the first month, he would definitely get into trouble. Considering the identity of the other party, the consequences of this fire are unimaginable...

Therefore, at least this first manuscript must be submitted on time, with high quality and quantity, without any sloppiness or flaws... Any mistakes may become a trigger.

On the afternoon of the 20th, after Feng Bujue sent An Yueqin away, he had been sitting in front of the computer, thinking hard.

In fact, he can still write when he has no inspiration. After all, he is a professional writer, so he must have this skill. Just writing like this is... painful.

Maybe this adjective is not very appropriate, but it is probably such a state.

The more responsible the author is for his work, the more painful it will be when he forces himself to create.

If Feng Bujue is allowed to be a gunman and write whatever he wants, then it doesn't matter to him. It's just watering him down. He can write ten thousand words just by getting up and going to the toilet. But now, he is writing his own work, and before he can start writing (typing on the keyboard), he must at least pass his own level first.

"Ah..." Feng Bujue stared at the May manuscript for half an hour, but he still didn't type a single word in the June content. He first groaned, and then turned into a roar, "Ah—— "

"Oh, no, I can't hold back even the slightest bit of plot." Feng Bujue said: "Hmm... How about looking for inspiration in the game?" He quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea: "No, no, no... we can't In this way, you can't tell when you will come out after entering the game cabin. "He thought: "Anyway, Xiyu won't be able to play in the next few days. I'll just wait until she recovers from the cold and then use all this time to go online. Write a manuscript.”

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue stroked his chin: "It's better to check out the game forum. It might help to divert your attention a little." Thinking of this, he moved the mouse, temporarily closed the document, and then Open the browser and click on the URL in your favorites.

After the forum page was displayed, what came into view was a line of large red characters: [The battle for supremacy is about to begin, you! Are you ready? 】

There is also a normal font below that reads: "Thriller Paradise" Peak Competition (Spring 2055) is about to start, please click to view the details.

"What's the matter? The game has only been in operation for fifteen days in total... What is this kind of decisive battle atmosphere?" Feng Bujue couldn't help but think of the two-day internal beta.

He immediately clicked on the link, and the game-related instructions page quickly appeared on the screen.

After reading a paragraph, Feng Bujue understood that Dream Company's plan was to hold a large-scale competition in May (spring) and November (autumn) every year, and this competition was called "Peak Contest" .

"Because it is still in the public beta stage, this competition is only open to 1v1 events. All players above level 30 are eligible to register. The deadline is 23:59 on April 30, 2055. Players can complete the registration operation in the login space. "Feng Bujue looked at the screen and said: "The preliminaries queuing system will be opened immediately at 00:00 on May 1st, and contestants can participate in the selection through queuing. "

Brother Jue read this and said thoughtfully: "Well... publishing the news so early is to give players enough time to sign up, and secondly, it allows those guys in their twenties to work hard to reach level 30. "Okay." He sneered: "Huh... the sales of double experience cards will probably increase several times in the next ten days."

He then looked down. Below the first paragraph, instead of following the detailed rules of the competition, the prizes were listed first.

[Players ranked 100-50 shortlisted will receive double experience cards (24 hours of game time)*10, 200,000 game coins, and a limited edition T-shirt. 】

[The 50-30 shortlisted players will receive 2 random sophisticated equipment corresponding to their level, and 2000 skill points]

[Players who are shortlisted 30-11 will receive random perfect equipment corresponding to their level (type optional)*1, and 3000 skill points]

When he read this, Brother Jue was relatively calm, but then, the reward for 10-4 place almost made his eyes pop out... (To be continued...)