Thriller Paradise Chapter 230: While writing the title arbitrarily
Feng Bujue's home on Saturday, April 19th.
Three good friends, Xiao Tan, Master Bao, and Brother Jue, are sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room, looking at the TV screen in front of them. The coffee table in front of them was full of takeaways, and these materials were obviously made up of brother Jue’s contribution fees and remuneration for participating in TV programs.
Feng Bujue has remotely synchronized a video and audio file from the computer's hard drive to the TV, and can click it to watch it directly. And the content of this file is the issue of "I'm a Writer" he recorded a week ago.
"This program will be broadcast on next Friday. This...is a preliminary edited version of one hour. When it is officially broadcast, the content should be shortened to forty-five minutes." Feng Bujue raised the remote control and said Before pressing the button, he said: "Are you sure you want to see this..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Master Bao said: "Hurry up, my wife is waiting for me to come home for dinner."
Xiao Tan is already eager to try: "Hurry up and let it go, this is the first time I have seen an acquaintance participate in a variety show on TV!"
"Hey... okay." Feng Bujue pressed the play button.
Various weird and fuzzy pictures began to appear on the TV screen like a bell at midnight.
However, this phenomenon only appeared for a second or two and then stopped. It is estimated that this is a problem with the file. After all, this is not a tape officially broadcast by the TV station, so it is normal that there are some flaws in the editing.
The picture came out, and the lens was pulled down from a high place to zoom in, and pushed from the panorama of the stage to the center of the stage.
In recent years, the lighting engineers of large-scale variety shows are all frantic, and the dog-eyes who can't blind the audience are embarrassed to go out to greet their colleagues. So the same is true for this show. I saw numerous lights on the stage flickering at high speed, and the camera began to jiggle with this rhythm.
And the player area. It was pitch black. Seven contestants are sitting side by side, each separated by more than one meter, with a console in front of each. The light shines in a strange angle, allowing the audience to clearly see the outlines of the seven people, but they can't see their looks.
As the music sounded, a host walked onto the stage. Compared with a fat man who was accompanied by a horse-riding dance in the death quiz, the host was more fanciful. He is dressed in a casual suit. Wearing headphones, he came to the center of the field with a calm gait. After standing still, he opened his arms, the lights stopped flashing in time, focused on him, the host bowed slightly, and said: "Welcome. I am the writer. I am the host Oscar."
Two seconds later, the lights illuminate the entire stage and the auditorium, but there is still a blackout in the contestant's stand, just like shooting a horror movie.
Oscar is obviously a stage name, anyway, any weird name can be accepted by the audience these days. As long as you don't find someone named Jin Fugui to host it.
"Okay, dear viewers, I must have been unable to wait..." Oscar turned and raised his arms towards the players stand: "Of the seven players today, six of them have been seen in the previous program. Now, I believe many viewers. From their shadows, you can recognize who it is..."
"Huh? Why did this guy say in the second sentence, ‘Presumably everyone can’t wait any longer’?" The little sigh in front of the TV asked suspiciously.
"Because in the officially broadcast version. Before Oscar said this, he had to read a long list of sponsors’ names." Feng Bujue said, "In the variety shows that are now recorded, these contents are general They are all recorded separately, because you have to read clearly and control the time. It may be NG several times." He paused, and then said: "Every time the time point for the advertisement is inserted, a section of sponsors must also be inserted. The length of the designated advertisement is comparable to the cross talk. These were not recorded on-site, they were all recorded separately."
"That's it... it's not easy to be a host." Xiao Tan said with emotion.
"Hey." At this time, Master Bao reminded him, "I want to introduce the players, be quiet."
In the picture, the light in the area where the first contestant is located is lit. It is a young man wearing glasses, about 30 years old, fat body, and wearing quite casually.
Oscar took out the inscription card from his suit pocket and began to introduce the players. Of course, he reported under the pseudonym, "The number one player, Xuan Tianzong. A well-known Internet writer, he is thirty-two years old this year, He has authored ten online novels with more than two million words. His works are extremely popular and have been adapted into games, movies, TV series, etc....Is one of the few writers who earn more than 10 million in many years. Editor-in-Chief Comment-smooth writing, full character, wonderful plot, the first person in today's internet fantasy novel."
The host paused for a few seconds after speaking, without the on-site director making gestures, the audience was already applauding.
Then the area where the second player was illuminated was also a young man with a medium build. He looked a few years older than Xuan Tianzong, and the style and clothing of his glasses looked more sophisticated.
"Contestant number two, eight screens. A well-known internet writer, 33 years old this year, author of five long historical novels. Comment from the editor-in-chief—rich knowledge, magnificent writing style, and profound works. It can be described as... Ten thousand volumes of classics, written and written books of modern and ancient strange talks."
The applause and cheers won by the eight screens were equally enthusiastic.
Then Oscar continued to introduce: "The number three contestant, vegetables and fruits. A well-known internet writer and holder of multiple records. He began writing at the age of eighteen, and his works are mostly urban fantasy themes. In the past ten years, he Published more than 27 million texts, and there has never been a record of breaking a day, ranking first in the sales of major handheld reading websites all the year round. Editor-in-chief's comment-writing is smooth and smooth, good at grasping the rhythm and tension of the plot, wireless King! Hardworking genius."
Vegetables and Fruits are twenty-eight years old. They are handsome and have the most fans. Since his appearance, cheers in the audience rang.
"Contestant number four is also our only female contestant, Mo Buxiang. The girl's age... is confidential." Oscar read here, smiling at the camera, and a burst of laughter came from the audience.
Mo Buxiang wears a ponytail, looks quiet, and has a thin body. Although he is not a big beauty, he is quite photogenic with makeup.
"Started writing five years ago and has written six novels. It covers six themes of supernatural, fairy, city, romance, game, and history, all published in the form of physical books. She was the highest paid female writer last year." Oscar went on to say: "The editor's comment-elegant writing, changeable style, well-deserved name as a talented woman."
The audience was applauded again. Although Mo Buxiang’s number of **** fans is not comparable to the previous ones, there were many unscrupulous male audiences who regarded her as their second support writer.
Another player's seat is illuminated, and number five is also a man, in his thirties. Wearing a classic black mop haircut and wearing sunglasses indoors, he looks quite physique.
"The number five player, I want to play. Internet writer, editor of a well-known sports magazine, author of 13 short stories with competitive themes. The works are mainly realistic style. The setting is rigorous. The professional knowledge is rich, and it is well received. The favor of sports fans." Oscar said: "Editor-in-chief's comment-a well-informed author, a thoughtful work. It is outstanding in the same type of story and it is indisputable."
After the applause, Contestant No. 6 showed his true face, and he and Xuan Tianzong looked a lot like him. From the image and temperament to the taste of clothes are similar, but a few years older.
"Contestant No. 6, soda. A well-known Internet writer, good at ghosts and ghost stories, and author of seven novels. All classics, well-known in the industry and abroad. Known as the contemporary master of horror." Oscar said: "Editor-in-chief comment— —Every story in the soda pen can arouse the deepest fear in the readers' hearts. The plot is meticulously crafted and unique. The master of horror is by no means a waste of name."
"Oh! Are you coming!" Seeing this, Xiao Tan became excited, because Brother Jue was about to appear.
Suddenly, the camera zoomed in and gave Oscar a close-up: "Dear viewers, the seventh player is the newcomer who joined this issue. This stage is cruel. In each period, someone will be eliminated, and the newcomer will be eliminated. The rate is as high as 50% this quarter..." He exaggerated a tense atmosphere, which made people look forward to the identity of the newcomer: "After all, can he succeed in staying on this stage? Or will he be like a meteor across the sky? Generally, fleeting? Let's wait and see..."
There was a sound of drums on the scene, the spotlights dangled everywhere, and finally, the whole audience fell into darkness, the drums stopped abruptly, and the lights stopped at Feng Bujue's body at this moment.
Although Feng Bujue just looked listlessly at the camera with dead fish eyes, there was still cheers and applause from the audience.
"In fact, when the show was recorded, the audience and our players entered the studio at the same time, so my appearance was seen a long time ago." Feng Bujue explained disappointingly in front of the TV: "They are like this. The reaction as if seeing a monster appear on the stage was arranged by the on-site director. In fact, even if no one knows me, it will not affect the stage effect."
Daren Bao said: "Come and hear how others introduced you."
In the screen, Oscar waited for the audience’s reaction to end, and then began to say: "Wow, player number seven looks very young." Although he had chatted with Feng Bujue a few words before recording, but at the moment You have to pretend to have just seen him: "I think some viewers have recognized him, and some may have read his novels but haven't seen him. So... who is he?"
This suspense has been stretched long enough, and it’s time to answer. Oscar took out the inscription card and said: "Contestant number seven, I don’t know. A well-known detective novelist, has published twelve detective novels. The Internet, magazines, and newspapers have all serialized works. The literary fan is witty and humorous and unique. No matter the length of the story, the storyline is ingenious and unexpected." Oscar put down the inscription card and said: "I don't know the player, you are our program The three behind-the-scenes editors of the group jointly recommended, they are all your FAN."
"So..." Feng Bujue responded perfunctorily.
Oscar went on to say: "The editor's comment-if you are good enough, but you can't stand out, at least there will be no second me."
"Haha..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched.
Oscar immediately said again~IndoMTL.com~According to our program habits, we will ask newcomers to give this program a title for each issue. He walked to Feng Bujue's console, "Bujue player, you have three minutes to think about it. Let's advance to an advertisement." "
"What did you order?" asked the small sigh in front of the TV.
Feng Bujue didn't answer, just pointed to the screen. Because this version of the tape has no ads at all, and the next passage of Oscar is also recorded separately, so after a simple screen jump, it is the moment of announcement.
I saw Oscar stand next to Feng Bujue and glanced at the text he wrote on the console. Then his expression changed slightly, and he squinted at Feng Bujue without a trace, a weird look appeared in his eyes.
"Okay, let's take a look. I don't know the title of this issue of'I am a writer'..." Oscar is a professional host after all. Even if Feng Bujue's writing is outrageous, Oscar is on the surface. Keep calm.
As the host raised his hand, the five words written by Feng Bujue appeared on the big screen-please feel free to spit out. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)