Thriller Paradise Chapter 233: Dragging is normal.

"CUT!"

The chief director yelled to stop, letting Oscar feel relieved, because he didn't know how to go down, and if he didn't stop, I'm afraid he could only start complaining.

As soon as the screen turns, it directly enters the voting stage.

Xiao Tan asked: "Huh? What happened during that period?"

Feng Bujue replied: "Oh...In that paragraph, there will be a few post-match interviews with each player, that is, other writers and my own evaluation of this outline. Then Oscar will record a separate statement. After that, the live effect of the program will be better when it is broadcast."

"Because you have too many slots in this passage, do you need to think about it afterwards..." Master Bao interrupted.

"Probably." Feng Bujue shrugged, "Oh, yes, at that time, the director told me a very troublesome thing..."

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"Every unit rests, the cameraman adjusts the equipment and starts again in ten minutes." The chief director calmly directed a few words into the microphone of the headset, and then he raised his arm and said in a gesture: "No Feel, come here."

Feng Bujue stepped down from the contestant stand and walked to the chief director Feiran, "Director Fei, are you going to directly announce that I have a bad attitude in the game and be eliminated." When he asked this question, he was actually overjoyed. Look like.

"In my opinion, it goes on like this... you are staying today." He replied calmly.

"This is different from what I said!" Feng Bujue hurriedly answered.

"Who made you behave so eye-catchingly, do you think you can be eliminated by a spoof?" said brilliantly: "The correct way to be eliminated is to behave as mediocre as possible."

"What do you do now?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Well...you really don't want to come again for one issue?" Feiran asked.

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied decisively and sincerely.

"Let's do this...in the last round of total index calculation. I can help you operate it in the dark." Feiran said: "But...what about this..."

"I understand..."

"What do you understand?"

"First, you are not allowed to talk about the operation of the black box. Second, you are not allowed to talk about the operation of the black box." Feng Bujue said with a serious face, and continued to increase his tone: "Third...Don't talk about the operation of the black box!"

Fei Ran pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Do I look like the kind of person who loves fight club stalkers very much?"

"Of course it is very similar." Feng Bujue replied.

Nodded brilliantly: "Well, well, since everyone is so congenial, I believe you will keep it secret for me to the end."

"It is necessary." Feng Bujue continued.

"Oh, another thing. I have to say hello to you first." said brilliantly.

"But it's okay to say."

"I have a hunch that the ratings for this issue will be good, and your maverick behavior will definitely generate a certain number of fans." So, at the end of June, before the end of the season, You probably have to attend the wild card match."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue said: "So troublesome?"

"The list of wild card matches. Take the top seven of the online voting. All players who have been on the show and eliminated will be included in the voting list. This vote is open and transparent. If you are selected at that time, I can't help it either." Feiran replied.

"You can just make a statement, such as...because you didn't realize that the player was ill. He couldn't participate in the wild card match, so we temporarily invited someone who ranked eighth in the vote to the top." Feng Bujue said.

"Do you think this is a primary school student skipping class?" fascinatingly said: "Still suffering from a physical illness..."

"Isn't it convincing enough...then be more specific, how about syphilis?"

"You seem to have misunderstood the point of my words..."

"Don't worry, this is a totally reasonable reason. Schubert got it at the age of twenty-five. I also..."

"Mr. Feng, you have to respect yourself..."

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"Huh? In other words... In two months, you will go to the resurrection match?" Xiao Tan asked.

"How about it. It depends on the response of this episode." Feng Bujue replied: "If I did not enter the top seven in the online voting in early June, hehehe..."

"This is the first time I have seen this kind of treacherous smile looking forward to my defeat..." Master Bao continued.

"It really doesn't work... Mr. Bao, please help me contact some network navy forces and spread some black comments about me during the voting period..."

"Wait a minute." Master Bao interrupted him, "Why do you want me to contact you... Then where can I find the gunman for you?"

"When you work in a government agency, what kind of garlic do you still pretend to be."

"I don't know what the government in your imagination looks like...Anyway, I am..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain." Feng Bujue also interrupted Master Bao, "Let's watch the video first, and I will talk about it later."

At this time, in the picture, the results of the second round of the magic stroke have been announced.

The story of Feng Bujue's breakthrough in the sky was a blockbuster, making him second in this round. The first place is soda. And the last one turned out to be Mo Buxiang. The first player to appear is really unfavorable. Although her story is good, it lacks impact and highlights. After the other six writers successively announced their outlines, the audience's impression of her story was greatly diluted, so She got very few first-choice votes.

Oscar stabilized a little bit during the rest period. At this moment, he was restored to his state. If nothing had happened, he said arrogantly: "After two rounds of intense duel, we are finally about to usher in the third round of the ultimate contest." Pause for a second, then turn to say; "The index of the first two rounds of the seven players will each account for 30% of their total index, and the index of the third round will account for 40%. Therefore, each of our players At the last moment, there is a chance to counterattack and get the first place in this period. Of course, this also means that every player is at risk of being eliminated."

"However, before the third round of the duel, let us relax." Oscar's tone also changed with the content of the line: "Enter the card question time." He said, taking it out of his suit pocket. A few cards prepared in advance. "I have three question cards here. The above questions were selected by the three editors of the program from the online message board of "I Am a Writer"." His gaze swept across the contestants' seats, and the camera also showed all seven writers. Scanning it again, "These questions come from the viewers of this show." He raised the card and placed it at a level with his eyes: "There is no scoring mechanism for this link, so you can answer with a relatively relaxed mind. "

Oscar turned to the camera and said: "So... the same question, what kind of answers will different writers give? After the advertisement, I will reveal it for you."

Next second. The Oscar in the picture began to read the title, "Today’s first question is..." He read according to the card: "Everyone, my younger brother is a rookie writer, and he is serializing a novel on the Internet. A very secondary second character. I think he is too aggressive, and its existence is also a bit tasteless. I want to write him to death, but I can't think of a reasonable plot. I don't know if you can help me out. PS: I write These are ordinary urban novels, there is no supernatural setting."

After Oscar finished reading, he said: "Oh~ the audience who asked the question is also a writer. He encountered some obstacles in his writing. I want the seven great gods on the scene to help."

Oscar talked a little more nonsense. After wasting a minute or two, then he continued: "So...is it still possible to start from Xuantianzong?"

Xuan Tianzong replied: "Um...Yes." He turned into the microphone and thought thoughtfully: "I think... When entering the subway station, he accidentally fell into the rail..."

"It's cruel!" Oscar said directly, and laughter in the audience followed. Xuan Tianzong laughed himself.

"Compared to this, isn't it about crossing the road and being hit by a car to death?" Oscar said again. "Could it be that you would die a bit miserable from the second disease?"

Xuantian smiled and said: "No, no, it can be assumed that this is the case... This character is on the subway platform, playing a game of heroes fighting monsters, and one person pretends to be a hero and a monster, jumping around, and then..."

"It's so pitiful!" Oscar interrupted again, and the audience was laughing again, "I think this guy is worse if you say that?"

"Let's see Brother Ping's answer." Oscar came to the console of the eight screens: "Brother Ping, what is your answer?"

"Um...playing as a sea monster in the swimming pool and accidentally drowning..." Bashanping replied.

Oscar did not comment, just turned his head and looked at the camera with a weird look, and the on-site director incited the audience to laugh.

"Why do I think these two methods of death do not reflect the second-year attribute of this character, but make people feel that this character is only the second-year junior high school?" Oscar continued to laugh, and at this point, he finally could Feel free to complain.

"Okay, let's hear how Caigua answers this question." Oscar came to the front of vegetables and fruits again.

Obviously, the other party has already figured out the answer, and said into the microphone: "Wearing a self-made superhero uniform, jumping off a tall building."

"It's like the opening of King Papillon?" Oscar said.

Vegetables and fruits also smiled and replied: "Yes, almost."

Oscar nodded, seeming to think there is nothing to say about this answer, and went directly to Mo Buxiang's console: "Mo Mo, your answer?"

"Myocardial infarction at the Comic Con?" Mo Buxiang replied in an uncertain tone.

"Are you equating Secondary Two with an otaku?" Oscar asked.

"Is there any difference?" Mo Buxiang asked with a puzzled look.

Oscar licked his lips, looking speechless, and the audience burst into laughter again.

"Well, Brother Chang's answer is?" Oscar continued to ask.

"I learned the plot in the comics and made a dish, and after eating it, I was poisoned to death at home." I want to go on stage and answer.

"Hey...this has nothing to do with the method, right? It was caused by buying toxic raw materials from the beginning?" Oscar made repeated complaints.

Followed by Soda's answer: "Um... There is no supernatural setting, right... Then... choking to death after eating?"

"Are you asking me?" Because the soda used a purely questioning tone, Oscar borrowed the donkey from the slope: "I didn't kill people."

He complained all the way and was quite happy, but when he came to Feng Bujue, his heart sank again...

Oscar smiled forcefully: "Unconsciously, your answer is..."

"On the downhill road. Drive the car and cut into the U-turn at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. At the moment of the corner, drive the tires into the drainage ditch beside the road..." Feng Bujue said calmly This is the end of this passage.

Oscar froze for two seconds before realizing what the passage was referring to, "Will he die?"

"Did you resort to a whirlwind charge tornado without death?"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and Oscar just laughed twice and responded: "Okay, let's look at the second question..."

He took out the second card and read: "If you encounter a particularly uninspired day, you can't keep changing the situation that day. How can I explain it to the reader?"

"Oh, this is a very sharp question." Oscar said: "And there is no beginning and no end. Could it be the editor who secretly added his own question?"

He just said casually, but he didn't expect the chief director to say in the headset at this moment: "Don't say any extra words."

Oscar's mouth twitched slightly, and then continued with a smirk: "Haha, just kidding." He hurried back to Xuantianzong, "Any sharp questions must be asked and answered quickly to tell the truth. Xuantian, What is your answer?"

Xuan Tianzong replied very seriously: "I will tell the truth."

The writers answered this question relatively smoothly, but their expressions were very sincere.

The answer of the eight screens is: "I will send a single chapter, saying that there are some personal matters, and ask for a day off."

Vegetables and fruits answered with confidence: "I haven't stopped updating it."

"I only write physical books. I have always delivered papers on time, and there is no experience of so-called'breaking changes'." Mo Buxiang's answer was also flawless.

"I write short stories on the Internet. Generally, when I start publishing, the entire book is almost finished. I am also an editor. There will be no problems with the manuscript." I want to go on stage and say.

After Oscar asked these people, he came to the soda. Asked: "Soda, your answer?"

"Well...I have never stopped more experience. When the book was published, the manuscripts were saved for three to four months. Basically, the first batch of manuscripts was used up, and the following manuscripts have been written to the end. That's it." But the soda did not evade the question, he still replied: "But if one day I can't keep changing because I have no inspiration...I think I will tell the truth."

With a depressed mood, Oscar came to the last player, and his voice trembled: "I don’t know... it’s your words."

Feng Bujue answered him calmly with four words: "Going out to collect materials."

"Huh?" This is the common reaction of the other six writers. In the next second, their expressions changed, and they said the same sentence in their hearts: Is it really okay for you to do it this way?

Oscar said: "Well...how do I say it, it is indeed a reasonable explanation." His smile became extremely embarrassing again, and he said in his heart: Take the material, your uncle! Are you a detective novelist? Are you going to the scene of the crime to collect materials? Are you going to create some cases? You guy has long been on some kind of undisclosed blacklist by the Public Security Bureau!

"He...hehe...Let’s take a look at today’s finale." Oscar felt that it would be better to end this session quickly. With the help of the live lighting and sound effects, he raised the third A question card, facing the camera, said: "Excuse me...what is the most common sentence you said to the editor?"

At this time, it was advertising time again. When prompted by the director, Oscar immediately read a set of phrases that came back from the commercial.

After switching between the two shots, the players began to answer one by one.

Xuan Tianzong's answer was: "Hello." His explanation was: "I will say it every time I contact you." This is a slippery answer.

The eight screens are more sophisticated than him, so he replied, "Thank you."

Oscar murmured: "Caigua, shouldn't you answer my'goodbye'?"

Vegetables and fruits smiled and said: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Well, it seems that the communication between pure network writers and editors cannot be spied by people of our dimension." Oscar laughed, "The next few people have pure physical book works, I don’t know if they will give What's the answer?"

"Well... the most talked about the editor..." Mo Buxiang tilted his head, and replied thoughtfully: "Please criticize it unceremoniously."

Oscar finally found an answer that can be digged up, and immediately answered: "The reason?"

"Because every time I submit a manuscript, the editor says it is very good, and I am always cautious when criticizing." Mo Buxiang explained.

"Oh..." Oscar said: "Brother Chang, what do you think? You also serve as an editor. Are you a little bit intolerant of beauties like Mo Mo?"

I want to come on stage and smile: "I am the editor of a sports magazine, and I have been handed over to me by strong men and women."

The audience burst into laughter, and Oscar also laughed: "Okay...When you were a writer in that scene~IndoMTL.com~What was the most spoken word with your own editor?"

"It should be...let him not be too polite." I want to go to the court and say: "The web editor responsible for me is younger than me. Instead, he always calls me the teacher and asks me to give more advice."

"Brother Chang is a sports major, and his aura is different." Oscar picked up the plane and praised the other party, and then said to Soda: "Soda, your answer?"

"Thanks." Soda replied, and he directly added: "Because there are many uncommon words in my novels, I have checked a lot of information before writing them in, so the proofreading work is very troublesome."

"Well, well, it seems that the answer to this question is really a collection of everyday language." Oscar said, he reluctantly came to Feng Bujue again, "No, I think your answer must be Can we be eye-opening again." He has already said clearly what he said.

Feng Bujue sneered, a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "Don't be impulsive, put the knife down first, everyone has something to say, and then give me a few days, really, just a few days." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)