Thriller Paradise Chapter 548: Recently annoying

Familiar stage, familiar setting.

The lighting engineer launched a gorgeous technique that can cause epilepsy and kicked off the show.

In a pitch-black player area, seven resurrection writers, including Feng Bujue, are already in place.

The cameraman in camera position 1 oscillated the camera lens at a certain frequency, creating a dispensable sense of movement.

The director gave an order through the microphone on the headset, and the live DJ played loud music with a strong sense of rhythm.

The next second, the host will be on the court.

Oscar is still that Oscar, today he is wearing a silver-gray casual suit, a pair of dark jeans, a headset in his left ear, and a microphone hanging from his mouth.

Like every previous episode, he was not moved by the surrounding square dance music at all, but came to the center of the stage with a calm gait.

The lights stopped suddenly, focusing on him.

Oscar looked at the camera and read the opening remark in a clear voice: "Welcome to...I am a writer! I am the host, Oscar."

After that, he leaned slightly.

The lights illuminate the auditorium at the right time. Under the direction of the director, the four cameras aimed at the auditorium began to move. When the audience applauded and cheered, the camera swept over.

For openings like this, the staff have done it countless times, and they are very familiar with it. Unless Oscar accidentally falls down while on stage, it's all over again.

"Live, in front of the TV, and friends on the Internet..." After a live BGM, Oscar immediately took over, "Today, is a special day." He paused for a few seconds, and turned slightly. Shen said, "Today, on the stage where I am a writer, seven players...that everyone is very familiar with."

A professional host, a combination of tone and small gestures. Hold it right. While speaking, Oscar had naturally stepped back a few steps and came to the front of the players stand.

"Since the first episode of I'm a Writer, we have experienced twenty such nights." Oscar continued, "During this period, our program group ushered in 26 unique styles in total. , An unforgettable writer." He took a deep breath. "But in the end... only seven of us can be on the stage of our finals." At this point, he raised his arm up forty-five degrees, and gestured to the big screen of the scene.

Photos of six writers appeared on the screen. Each of them had their shapes and expressions retouched to make them look like mafia, and their pen names were also marked below the photos.

Beside the six photos. There was another vacancy, and a dark shadow was displayed in the vacancy, and a big question mark was also put on the dark shadow.

"Now... there are already six players who have gone through many trials and have entered the finals, but..." Oscar said in an accented tone, "There is still a vacancy..." He waved his arms again. Pointing to the player seat next to him, "And this chance to enter the finals...who will go to..."

"The Fire of the Night! The Fire of the Night!" Before the host's voice, a group of people in the audience yelled. Their slogans were neat and loud, and they responded quickly. They were quite professional. Demeanor.

The fans of other writers also yelled afterwards a few writers who they should help, but most of these shouts were out of the question, and they sounded a little chaotic.

"I'm the writer—Resurrection Night. Now..." Oscar took a sideways sliding step. "...Keep the curtain on."

After Oscar finished reading this sentence, the lighting and live DJ were instigated by the director...

Next is the introduction of the players (Like the previous recordings, the sponsor and advertising are recorded separately, so Oscar’s dialogue sometimes gets a little off), Oscar reads: "Okay, No more gossip, let's take a look. The seven players standing on this'stage of counterattack' are..."

The lights of player number one came on from above in response. It illuminates a young man with glasses and a fat body.

"Contestant number one, soda." Oscar did not give a long and detailed introduction this time, nor did he read the "editor's comment" of the program group.

Because... After a long period of continuous reforms, the program has omitted this section of content. Instead, add the player introduction at the bottom of the screen in the form of subtitles.

There are two main reasons for this change: First, because only one player is eliminated in each period, many players will repeat the game, so there is no need to read it all the time; second...The time saved can be inserted more advertising.

"Contestant number two, Yamucha." Oscar's introduction continued, and the lights above the players stand were lit up one by one following his words.

Although he has a pen name that can be used to play the world's No. 1 Budo Club, the writer himself is just a weak-looking boy, and he knows that he is at most twenty years old.

Actually, Yamu Tea is indeed only 19 years old this year. He started writing in the first year of high school, dropped out of high school and started full-time. Last year, with a very popular fantasy novel, he entered the ranks of first-line online writers.

"Contestant number three, reform the spring breeze to blow the earth." Oscar said again.

This is a 40-year-old uncle who wears black-rimmed glasses. His series of science fiction novels are very popular. Uncle Da Di worked as a journalist in his early years and later became a freelance writer. At first, he wrote a science fiction novel with hundreds of thousands of words out of interest, but he was rejected many times when he submitted to the publishing house. So... he tried online serialization. Unexpectedly, it became a hit. And his pen name... is actually just a phrase that popped up by tapping GG on the keyboard twice, because he didn't think he was hot when he registered the writer account. He was holding "Nobody wanted this manuscript anyway. , Instead of destroying it, it’s better to send it out for people to have a look at. The pen name is randomly chosen...

"Contestant number four, Chainsaw Rose."

This is a "character writer", famous for his extremely Gothic style and dress. To be honest... Her writing is not very popular, it can be said to be very niche. Fortunately, her dad is a wealthy businessman and he also knows some friends in the publishing industry... just like that, her strange articles were printed and sold, and it also caused a certain social response... Some people said she didn’t. Illness "　", some people say she is cynical, and some people (mostly minors) regard her as a spiritual mentor. But in any case... Whether it’s scolding or liking, someone’s comment indicates that someone is paying attention. In this era when various ideas collide, her novels are also unique.

"The fifth player, the bandit general."

This is a twenty-seven-year-old young man. His face is very white, his eyes are small, and his bangs are oblique. The clothes are quite fashionable and look like a Korean male artist at first glance. He can be regarded as a veteran internet writer, and he has made quite popular works on popular themes such as urban and fantasy. But he has never really become a big hit, and his slightly thin writing style and fixed plot routines have been repeatedly criticized. Comments like "poor writing, love to inject water, and more and more boring creativity" can be said to be a daily routine for him to see every day.

Oscar introduced as he walked, and finally... came to the seats of the last two.

The seat order of the contestants in the wild card matches is ranked according to the popularity of online voting. The higher the ranking, the lower the seat, so Feng Bujue is the number six player today.

To be honest, Feng Bujue did not expect that the "soda" brother who had appeared in the same scene with him would be the least popular among the seven. Although it's not bad to be able to get into the top seven among the twenty eliminated players, this feeling of being at the bottom...presumably won't be too good.

"Contestant number six..." When Oscar came to Jue Ge's table, there was a brief eye contact with him. "Not aware."

Two seconds later, Oscar turned around and took the opportunity to say, "And finally... the number seven player, Night Fire."

Previously, every time he reported the pen name of a player, there would be cheers and applause in the audience, and this wave of cheers was increasing. Until the end of the night fire. Reached the culmination of boiling.

Yezhihuo is a man who is under 30 years old, and he doesn't look amazing. However, he is the newly emerging internet **** this year. With an urban masterpiece, he has made the limelight for a while. The popularity of his works is even comparable to that of top writers such as Xuan Tianzong, Vegetables and Fruits (see I am a writer-please feel free to Tucao articles) and other top writers.

"Okay, as usual..." After the audience calmed down, Oscar returned to the center of the stage again with a smile, "...The next step should be to name the show. But... He changed the subject, "This program is special because we already have a title." He raised his hand and gestured to the big screen.

Indeed, the words "Resurrection Night" were already displayed on the top of the screen.

"Therefore, we no longer have a naming link in this issue." Oscar glanced at the lens of his glasses with a mysterious look. "And..." After he finished saying these two words, he came. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. Then he continued, "...The changes in this period are far more than this one. In the wild card match, we will see completely new rules!"

DJ now has a few more sound effects. The lights flashed suddenly, creating a slightly nervous atmosphere.

"Hehe...Don’t be too nervous." Oscar smiled, "Let’s do it... The contestants in this issue are all our old friends. At the beginning of this issue, we will let them and everyone one by one. Say hello and say a few words of return."

At this time, Feiran said through the headset: "Oscar, come upside down."

The director is undoubtedly helping Ye Zhihuo, because there are only a few sentences like this one. It’s better to talk about it first, and the content of ~IndoMTL.com~ will definitely be a bit repetitive when the next few people say it.

Oscar got the instructions and came to the side of the night fire calmly: "So, let's start with the night fire first."

Yezhihuo smiled at the camera and said: "Hello everyone, I am Yezhihuo. I am back again, I hope to go further on this stage and look forward to your support."

A few simple sentences, considered quite satisfactory, and his fans in the audience also responded loudly.

Next...Oscar's difficulty has arrived again...

"Hehe...not aware of it." Oscar's smile immediately became a little stiff, "Say a few words..."

"Self-introduction is not necessary, you have said it." When Feng Bujue spoke, he frowned and turned his face to the side, staring at the large screen on the side, "If you return to the testimonial... just use' I think I’m still not used to it. From being obscured to someone’s liking this sentence..." He paused, "But there is another thing I wanted to say a few minutes ago..." He said solemnly, "Just now The publicity picture of the finalist Seven Missing One given on the big screen...what exactly is it? Does the P picture need to be like a list of wanted criminals...Is this to choose the writer or Qiwuhai..."