Chapter 550 One Person

"Hey... this is the lyrics..." Oscar's heart was filled with thousands of beasts, but he had to hold back and not say it out loud, "And not a single word has been changed... you copied it completely! Even if it's an old song, many people have heard it... Even if not many people have heard it, they will find it after the show airs by searching online..."

"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue looked at Oscar and asked casually.

"Uh... Bujue..." Oscar replied, "Are you sure... you want to submit this content?" Because the audience hadn't seen what Feng Bujue wrote, Oscar felt that there was still room for redemption. He winked at Brother Jue and said in a strange tone, "These you wrote... I think they look a little familiar..." He glanced at the lens again, "There's still plenty of time now... Do you want to revise it again?"

The implication of his words was that I already knew that this paragraph of lyrics was not your original work, and you still have time to revise 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! Just said it in front of the camera!" Oscar roared in his heart, "Is it really okay?" He quickly turned his head and cast a look of help to the director, waiting for further instructions.

"Continue recording, it's okay." Fei Ran said in the communication channel, "The rules don't say it's not allowed."

"Ahaha... Bujue, you are really honest." Oscar had no choice but to find a way to say something nice.

Unfortunately... Brother Jue still didn't appreciate it.

"I'm just too lazy to think about it myself." Feng Bujue replied immediately. "So I just copied a paragraph that fits the theme."

As soon as these words came out, even the audience didn't know how to react...

"What is this kid going to do?" Oscar thought to himself, "Not only are you digging your own grave, you seem to be a little shameless..."

At this moment, Oscar had turned his face to a place where the camera couldn't capture it. As a person with a strong sense of the camera, he would do this intentionally, because he didn't want his expression at the moment to appear on the screen.

"Anyway, the rules allow it." Feng Bujue spoke up again, still with his hands behind his head, in a rather arrogant manner. "I think this is no different from quoting from classics, right?"

"It's very different, okay..." Oscar thought to himself. "Quoting from classics is to explain the truth, but you just copied the whole paragraph without a single word of your own..."

"Well... hehe..." Oscar smiled awkwardly, "Okay... we'll find out the result later." He could only quickly get over it.

Photographer Xiao Wu was also quite clever. Seeing this, he turned the camera and aimed at other writers.

Oscar also responded by moving slightly away from the No. 6 contestant seat, and said loudly: "Time... is passing by every second. Except for contestant Bujue, the creation of our other six writers has not stopped. Maybe we can see some clues from the expressions on their faces..." He cooperated with Xiao Wu's shooting and said this, which also successfully diverted the audience's attention.

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Seven minutes passed quickly, and writers clicked the submit button on the screen one after another.

Oscar kept making small talk during this time, saying some nonsense that seemed to be related to the program but actually had no great significance. Even so... he would not be silent for more than ten seconds each time... that was professionalism.

"There is not much time left... let's count down ten seconds..." When there were only the last ten seconds left on the big screen, Oscar said at the right time, "Ten... nine... eight... seven... six..." He counted ten numbers on the screen and then said, "... time is up!"

A five-second BGM that is commonly used in programs sounded, and the lights on the stage flickered for a while.

Cameraman Xiao Wu adjusted his position and prepared to follow the host.

"Okay... the time to reveal has come." Oscar said while listening to the relevant information coming from the headset, "The attentive audience must have known the order in which we publish the articles." He paused, "I won't keep you in suspense... Let's start with the first one who submitted an article..." He turned around, "... contestant Bujue." After that, he led the camera to Brother Jue.

At the same time, the content written by Feng Bujue also appeared on the big screen.

The audience was talking about it, and there was no applause...

Oscar read the whole lyrics, and then said: "Well... it's really well written." He looked at Brother Jue, "It also fits the two keywords of 'love' and 'time'." He changed the subject and said with a smile, "Unfortunately... this doesn't seem to be your idea..."

The following sentence was not said by Oscar intentionally to expose Feng Bujue's platform, but was ordered by Feiran through the headset. It seems... the director is ready to cooperate with Brother Jue and let him lose in the first round.

"Yeah..." Feng Bujue said with a dead pig's face, "It's Mr. Li Zongsheng's lyrics."

"But...if you copy the whole paragraph like this..." Oscar said, "the audience may not buy it."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue replied calmly with these two words.

Oscar heard this, stared at the camera with his eyes wide open, made a helpless expression, and shrugged.

Then, he walked to the fourth contestant and said, "Okay... Then let's see... what kind of content Rose, who took five minutes and eleven seconds, wrote."

The atmosphere on the scene became very cold in the past minute or so. Many fans who came to support Feng Bujue were already silent. They didn't know what was going on, and didn't know what to say at this moment...

On Oscar's side, he began to announce the articles of other writers step by step...

Except for Feng Bujue, the other contestants naturally created original content on the spot.

First was Rose. The paragraph she wrote was undoubtedly very "Gothic", full of despair, darkness, death, loneliness... and a strong atmosphere of middle school. But unexpectedly, her text was well combined with the two themes of "love" and "time", and received a very enthusiastic response.

Then it was Yamcha, whose writing style was not very optimistic compared to other writers present. But at least he could make it plain and easy to understand. And his typing speed was very fast. He could type more than 500 words in six minutes using the full spelling input method on the on-site operation table. So... he simply wrote a short story of several hundred words to fit the theme of this time. Unfortunately, the plot of his story was a bit too naive and idealistic. His writing style could not make up for these shortcomings. Reading the whole paragraph. The effect was not very good.

Next, it was Soda's article. He was a person who was very good at making up stories and had good writing skills. In terms of the type of writer, he and Feng Bujue were quite similar. He also wrote a short story to express the themes of "love" and "time". It's just that the number of words was not as many as Yamucha. But... with a more concise writing style. The response he caused was much more enthusiastic than Yamucha.

As for the remaining three people... Ye Zhihuo and Fei Jiangjun both submitted at more than 6 minutes and 40 seconds; and Uncle Dadi used the handwriting function on the operation table. As a result, there was not enough time, and he kept writing until the second when the countdown was over. He was forced to stop writing.

Oscar also read out their articles... The description of General Fei was okay, it can be said to be standard. It was not bad; Uncle Dadi's paragraph... The ending was hasty, and it was obviously not finished, but he was the oldest and most experienced one here, and his writing was impeccable. The part he wrote was enough to resonate with the audience.

The worst effect was probably Ye Zhihuo... From the first minute, he was disturbed by Jue Ge's sudden convulsion. Ye Zhihuo wanted to write a first-person continuous parallel sentence to stir up emotions, but he lost his emotions first... The more he wrote, the more anxious he became, and the more mistakes he made... The paragraph he finally wrote was incomprehensible; there was neither true "emotion" nor gorgeous "skills". Fortunately, his fans at the scene were very enthusiastic. After the article was published... they spent a lot of effort to cheer for him, and finally slightly improved the impression of others on this text...

"Okay, we have watched the performance of all seven writers in this round of writing..." Oscar visited each contestant and turned back to the center of the stage, "The tense moment... has come again..."

A camera above the studio made a large-scale movement and scanned the contestant seats.

Oscar continued: "Seven hundred 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 'first choice vote' and 'second choice vote'... You will only have one first choice vote in your hand, and you can only support... one writer." His expression became serious, "The voting time is two minutes, please cast your crucial vote carefully... Now... the voting begins!"

The next second, the scene sounded tense and exciting background music, and Xiao Wu rushed up with a close-up camera and gave each of the seven writers a close-up.

"Friends who just turned on the TV, website, or radio, you are now watching I am a writer - Resurrection Night!" Oscar said directly after a short silence.

This abrupt transition is also the director's instruction. Obviously... a commercial and a long pre-recorded phrase will be added here later.

"The first round of voting is still going on intensely. Who can take the lead in the first round..." Oscar used self-questioning and nonsense to delay for more than a minute.

"Time is up!" Finally, Oscar completed the task again brilliantly and sighed, "OK... Today, I will start..." He looked at the big screen, "The seventh place... will be announced."

All the cameras in the venue were busy, aiming at the audience seats, contestant seats, and hosts from all angles...

"The writer who won... I am a writer - Resurrection Night, the first round... the seventh place... is..." At this moment, Oscar always spoke word by word, and stretched as long as he could.

The DJ on the scene also cooperated very well and took the opportunity to insert a rhythmic sound effect.

"Bujue." When Oscar read out Jue's pen name, his voice and tone were a little low.

There was a clamor from the audience. There seemed to be some boos mixed in.

Oscar turned sideways, facing the camera, looked at Jue and said: "Bujue, 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 are too arrogant..." Oscar complained in his heart, "After being exposed for plagiarism, you have no intention of repenting or feeling ashamed. You shamelessly replied with such words... Wait... These sentences are also lyrics!"

"Boo——" At this moment, in the audience, the fans of Ye Zhihuo have already booed undisguisedly. The audience and neutrals who support Jue Ge also remained silent.

"Hehe... Jue is still so strong-willed." Oscar smiled stiffly. And quickly continued, "Then... Next, I will reveal..." In order to quickly divert the audience's attention, he did not delay for too long this time. He announced. "The writer who won the fourth place..."

His words. Very successfully stunned the audience for a moment. Because according to the past practice, only the first, second, and seventh places are announced.

"As I have repeatedly emphasized, tonight... many of the previous rules will be changed." Oscar smiled mysteriously. "The rankings I will announce today will be... the third, fourth... and last." He paused for a second, "and the four writers ranked 1, 2, 5 and 6... will be kept secret for the time being..."

"Well... it seems to be a way to increase suspense..." Feng Bujue's reaction was so fast. When he heard this, he thought to himself, "It's actually to make it easier to operate behind the scenes..."

"Today, the writer who won the first round and the fourth place is..." Oscar continued, "... the spring breeze of reform blows across the land... our Uncle Dadi."

Applause broke out in the audience.

Oscar also walked quickly to the No. 4 contestant seat and said with a smile: "Brother Dadi, I really admire you... I have never seen anyone enter the top four in 'Writing a Chapter' with an unfinished article."

"Haha... it's all thanks to the support of the audience friends." Uncle Dadi adjusted his black-framed glasses and replied in a friendly manner.

"Well, Brother Dadi's humility is also admirable." Oscar smiled.

As he spoke, he turned to the camera and said, "Okay... Next, let's reveal the next... the third place in the first round..." He looked at the camera, put on an expression of "I won't tell you, come and hit me", stared for a full ten seconds, and then continued, "... it's... Soda!"

There was another cheer from the audience... However, from the overall point of view, the number of people cheering for Soda and Uncle Dadi is still less than the fans of Night Fire...

This is also a helpless situation. Most of the fans of these two are over 30 years old and mostly male. Although their votes in the online voting are not bad, they have the least number of supporters among the audience today (also due to the artificial manipulation of the organizer).

"Speaking of the devil, you will see the devil." Oscar walked to Soda, "I just mentioned the contestants who failed to finish the article in the essay..."

"Haha..." Soda naturally understood that the other party was talking about something in a previous episode, "I finished it today."

"Yes, as long as it is completed, it will be the strength to enter the top three." Oscar said.

"No, no, you flatter me." Soda waved his hand.

"I'm not complimenting you." Oscar turned to the audience and said, "Now... I can announce a set of data..." He returned to the stage, "In the past twenty episodes of "I'm a Writer", Soda participated in sixteen episodes..."

At this point, he paused intentionally, and the audience understood what he meant and responded with cheers and applause.

"And he holds a record that no one has ever achieved, which is..." Oscar waved his arm and pointed at Soda, "In the 'Writing a Chapter' segment, 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, the stage of inspiration, Soda is also the writer who has won the most 'first place' so far."

At this time, he finished speaking. The audience also burst into the most powerful cheers since the opening.

Several other writers also sat in their seats and applauded. Of course, some of them are sincere, and some are just pretending...

"Okay, stop here, don't forget the business." Feiran's voice came from the headset again.

Oscar understood as soon as he heard it. The director wanted him to stop and not praise too much. After all... the person who really needs to be praised is Ye Zhihuo.

To be honest... Oscar personally has his likes and dislikes for these contestants. He may not have read many novels, but he has met a lot of people. Who are gentlemen, who are villains, who have real talents and who are deceiving the world... He has his own scale in his heart.

From a personal perspective, Oscar really hopes that Soda will enter the finals. But due to the needs of the program team... he has to compromise.

"Ok... Having said that, I'm sure the audience can't wait any longer. Let's move on to the next round..." Oscar quickly added, "A stroke of genius!"

"Well... the most troublesome part is here..." Feng Bujue muttered silently with his eyes half closed, "The consequences of my nonsense last time were quite serious... I have to think of a countermeasure this time..." (To be continued..)