Rebirth As a Writer In Britain

In the afternoon of the next day, Kevin got on the plane to London while his parents and the principal saw him off.

It was the first time for Kevin to receive such attention, so he felt extremely refreshed.

"I will be so happy every day from now on." Kevin said silently in his heart.

Augustine was unhappy at home. This was the first time he had lost to his opponent since he wrote the article, and it was not in the rematch stage, and the opponent's article only took half an hour to finish, and the opponent's name was still called Kevin. stephen.

He is not reconciled to a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand.

"Kevin, don't be complacent. Even if you make it to the rematch, you will still be eliminated. Champion, don't even think about it." Thinking of this, Augustine felt a little happy.

Kevin sat on the plane, silently thinking about the next life. Now busy with participating in the semi-finals, the submission of "Jane Eyre" can only be postponed for a while.

Besides, maybe after I won the championship of this literary competition, the publication of "Jane Eyre" would become much easier. After all, every champion of this literary competition is currently active in the best-selling list of British literature.

From Edinburgh to London, you have to pass through the Lake District and Manchester City in turn, and the distance is not very far. Kevin arrived at the station after taking a nap on the plane.

According to the requirements of the organizer, after the contestants in the semi-finals arrive in London, they can contact the organizer, and then they will arrange personnel to come and pick them up at the hotel.

So, as soon as Kevin got out of the airport in London, he called the organizer. After the other party answered the phone, he said he would come over soon.

Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, a long-haired girl in her twenties appeared in front of Kevin.

"Hello, are you Mr. Kevin? I am the receptionist for this literary competition. My name is Sunny. Nice to meet you."

"Hi, I'm Kevin, sorry to trouble you." Kevin said politely.

"No trouble, no trouble at all. You are all geniuses in the literary world. It is an honor for me to welcome you." Sunny said with a smile on her face.

Sunny is wearing her iconic professional attire today, and her plump figure fully reflects her beauty. It has to be said that the two buildings of British women are generally large, and Kevin can't help but fantasize when he sees them.

In the previous life, I had never tasted the taste of women in the street on the earth. If I was reborn here, I could sleep with these plump women, that would be a very happy thing.

After Sunny and Kevin had a casual chat, they brought him to the Costa International Hotel, which is one of the top-ranked hotels in the entire city of London, and birthday parties of many celebrities and nobles are sometimes held here. Kevin saw many world-class sports cars right at the door.

"Grandma, I want to buy a car like this in the future, and the car will be full of beauties." Kevin thought silently.

"Okay, respected Mr. Kevin, this is the room that our program team customized for you. Please rest assured that we have paid for everything here. So, you can use it. Oh, this is my phone, what's the matter, you You can call me anytime." Sunny brought Kevin to the room, explained some things, and left.

This was Kevin's first trip to this parallel world when he was reborn, and he came to London, one of the most developed cities in the world. He was still a little excited.

But Kevin has no spare time to go to other places in London,

Because according to the organizer's request, the second day after arriving in London, I had to go to the London Literary Publishing House for a formal report.

So, after getting up the next day, Kevin ate a free breakfast at the hotel, and then waited at the door for the special car sent by the organizer. This is what Sunny told him yesterday, and the organizer will arrange vehicles to pick up all the contestants to report to the London Literary Publishing House tomorrow.

When Kevin was waiting for the bus, he realized that there were quite a lot of semi-finalists participating in this literature competition. He probably counted them, and there were more than twenty. Moreover, each of these people is wearing very decent clothes, and it can be seen that the family strength is very strong. Only Kevin came over in his ordinary school uniform.

However, Kevin is not inferior. When "Jane Eyre" is published, everything should be there.

After arriving at the London Literary Publishing House, the contestants who participated in the semi-finals were arranged to wait in a conference room. Fortunately, there is a very comfortable environment inside, so the players are not impatient to wait. Besides, the writers are most adaptable to loneliness and boredom, so they won't mind it.

About twenty minutes later, an elderly man walked into the meeting room, and then there was a burst of thunderous applause.

Based on his memory, Kevin knew that the visitor was Mr. Curry, one of the best-selling British writers in this parallel world.

Mr. Curry mainly writes urban novels. His delicate and beautiful writing style has attracted many readers in the UK, and every time a new book is released, it will cause a sensation. Because of this, Curry has a pivotal position in the literary world. This is also one of the reasons why the initiative party invited him to be the judge of this literary competition.

"I'm very glad to meet all the literature-loving friends in advance. I would like to express my sincere thanks. It is you who let us see the future of English literature." Kuli said with a kind smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of warm applause.

"Great, the judge for this rematch turned out to be Mr. Curry. If our article can get his comment, it will be really lucky for Sansheng."

"Yes, as long as Mr. Curry recommends and promotes it for us, why should we worry about the article we write not being popular?"

Kevin heard the two people in front of them talking quietly.

"Okay, everyone, as one of the judges for the rematch of this literary competition, I have to explain to you the general situation of the rematch. Tomorrow at 8:30, in the media hall of the London Literary Newspaper, we specially arranged a huge I will write articles about the semi-finals for you. However, the topic is not fixed. We will come up with questions temporarily, and then you can use your imagination to write freely." Mr. Curry continued.

"Huh? Temporary questions? Isn't this too difficult?"

"That's right. Usually we have to polish articles for a long time. This time we come up with a question temporarily. We still have to imagine it. If we don't have inspiration, then we can't write it."

"It seems that this competition is really a duel of geniuses. I hope that tomorrow's topic will be something I am good at."

After hearing the news that the title of the rematch was temporarily released tomorrow, many people immediately felt that the difficulty of this competition was so great.

Kevin remembered that China had such a literary competition before rebirth. It was the New Concept Literature Competition held by New Concept Magazine every year. The competition format of this competition was similar to that of the London Literature Competition.

When he was in China, Han Han, a writer born in the 1980s, became well-known in the literary world for his essay "Peeping People in a Cup" in the semi-finals of this new concept literature competition. Of course, there are articles written by Chinese people in this ordinary world, so Kevin naturally couldn't write down Han Han's "Cup Peeping People". However, he has a literary search engine, and all British literary works in his previous life are in his head. When it comes to the rematch, everything is much simpler.

Therefore, when many people complained that the rematch system was too strict, only Kevin was silently laughing.

In the previous life, I was used to writing essays on the streets, but now that I have been reborn, I want to become a great writer no matter what.