Thriller Paradise

"I feel that this time, when this official broadcast, will it be smashed?" Xiao sighed.

"What do you want to broadcast? You can't rewrite it." Feng did not return.

"There is nothing wrong with this description." The civil servant said: "There is no need for harmony."

"When I interviewed after the game, I also asked why I wrote such a piece of content." Feng did not know: "I asked them, why can't I write?"

"Oh? Is there an interview after the game?" Xiao sighed.

"Ah, every writer after the game has to go to an interview separately. During the interview, the staff will directly play the pictures in the program and then ask questions on the side." Feng did not return: "The last interview It will be clipped into a number of clips, interspersed in the broadcast process, just like the voice-overs that come out of the reality show."

"Oh? The original comments on the reality show are all recorded like this?" Xiao sigh asked.

"This is common sense." Bao Daren said.

I also said, "What do you think the pictures are..."

"Hey..." Xiao sighed without words.

"However, this preliminary editing version does not have these lenses." Feng did not know: "It is only in the official broadcast."

The three-person dialogue ended here, the Oscar in the picture has already diverted everyone's attention with a nonsense of the problem, and then he said: "So, the moment of tension has come, vote for the moment!"

The camera turned around and gave the player a panoramic view.

Oscar said: "The audience of 700 people on the scene, at this moment, you can vote on the small screen in front of you. Each viewer has a preferred ticket, and a second vote, please vote for your preferred vote. The player who thinks he is the best player in this round will vote for the player who is second only to the player." He explained: "The index of preferred votes is 1, and the index of secondary votes is 0.5. In the index. In the same case, the number of preferred votes determines the outcome. In addition, the voting time is two minutes, two tickets can not be voted for the same person. Now... voting starts!"

Immediately afterwards, the scene was filled with intense background music, and the lens gave each of the seven writers a close-up in order.

Oscar is not idle. He has to find something to say. "The first round is usually the most difficult one to predict. In addition to the first time I came to this stage, the other six writers used to In this round, I got the first." He paused: "So far, only eight screens have won the first round as a newcomer, but... that is our first show, the current seven The players are all newcomers.

After that, there have never been newcomers who can win in the first round. I don’t know this rule. Will it be broken by unconscious players today..."

Two minutes passed quickly, Oscar shouted in a timely manner: "Time is up!" He sighed. "Well, by convention, we will announce the first, second and last in this round." He looked at the big screen. "I will announce first... the second player..."

The lens is a continuous switch, and Oscar is also arrogant and deliberate. Hanging the appetite of the audience, "He is..." With the sudden stop of music, the pen name of a writer jumped out of the big screen. "I want to play!"

The picture was then placed three times in a ghostly manner. I was going to play at that moment and the expression changed. However, this buddy wears sunglasses, or the mop hair type, even if the expression is slightly different, it is difficult to see.

Subsequently, the pilot again maliciously put the other players's look at the second announcement one by one. Of course, everyone seems to be relatively calm, basically hesitating for a second, and then put a smile on his face, with The audience began to applaud together.

Only when I feel that I continue to use my face to die, I always look at the development of the situation. He looks like the office worker who is looking forward to work after he has just finished playing the card in the morning. If he is not looking at the face of salary, he can't wait to leave immediately.

"Congratulations to the brother." Oscar turned and said, "How are you satisfied with this ranking?" he asked.

"Actually, I thought I should only have four or five." I want to laugh back and laugh.

"Then, who do you think the top three should be?" Oscar threw another question that might offend people.

I want to go out and say bluntly: "Well... I think Pingge, Xuantian and... don't feel it, I think they are better than me."

"Oh?" Oscar's reaction was really fast. He immediately turned to vegetables and melons. "What do you think of melon?"

"My mind... um, the top three should be Ping Ge, Xuantian and the field brother." The vegetables and fruits returned: "I may have to bottom out."

"Why do you say that the soda is so embarrassing?" The ink is not fragrant, then said to the vegetables and fruits.

Her tone and look are obviously all joking, Oscar also smiled. "Soda, it seems that the meaning of ink and ink is that you must be at the bottom of this round."

Soda also smiled and said: "You will announce the last one, right?"

Oscar said: "Well... that's right." He pointed to the big screen. "Let's see, the first round... the last one... is..."

The steam fruit was uncontroversial, but although it was not very good to comment on it, at least he wrote it, and he wrote quite a lot. The sentences that can be soda and steamed are only semi-finished.

Without the guidance reminder, the cameraman also did the previous work again...

"Well, I think... soda should have expected this result." Oscar said.

Soda just nodded and smiled.

"So...the moment of tension has arrived." Oscar immediately turned to the big screen: "Today, who is the winner of the first round? It is the eight screens and Xuan Tianzong that are popular among several of our writers. Or is it not the first time to enter this stage? Can melon and ink as a popular player, is there really no chance?" With his lines, the camera also gave these players in order, "Results...Advertising I will reveal it for you later..."

Here again edited once, the next shot, Oscar directly read the name on the big screen: "The winner of the first round is ... eight screens!"

The audience cheered and applause.

"I think everyone, like me, is very impressed with the passage of the figure depicting the characters." Oscar said, the poem on the big screen was re-applied with the eight screens.

Then, it was an abrupt transition, and the position of Oscar changed a bit. Loudly said: "I think everyone has been waiting for a long time, let us enter the second round of the battle of God!"

"Look, the paragraph just now is the place to prepare for a large section of interviews. At that time, every player should be cut into the comments on the first round of results." Feng Shou and Xiao Dao .

Xiao sighed back: "What is your first round in the first round?"

"I don't know." Feng did not know: "I didn't ask later."

"Don't make a noise, look at the rules." Bao Daren gestured to them to receive the sound.

The second round of detailed rules is given on the TV screen. Then, Oscar said: "The first round has passed. From the current situation, the eight screens are one step ahead. I want to play next, and the soda is temporarily ranked. Finally, after the second round of confrontation, what happens to the rankings?

Oscar said, striding to the front of the seal: "I don't know, if I tell you now, the second round of the form of the duel may be very beneficial to you, do you believe?"

"At this moment, the expression on your face is just like coming out of the MLM venue...so my initial reasoning is... The second round of the duel is really good for me." Feng did not feel imaginary.

The audience burst into laughter and Oscar smiled and said: "I don't think the player is not writing a detective novel. It is really humorous." He quickly walked two steps away, and he was far away from the brother, and again I feel deep regret for my own behavior with the seal.

"In the second round..." Oscar shifted the subject to the right track: "Our seven writers will see..." He waved his fingers. "This piece of text."

On the big screen, there is a piece of content that is not too long: [Ding Yi, an ordinary company employee, has a general family. A relative and friend are seriously ill, and urgently need a large medical bill, one day. Ding Yi picked up a treasure, Ding Yi eventually saved the relatives and friends. 】

Oscar looked at the paragraph and said: "Please write a hand, based on this text, design an outline text, making it a relatively complete story." His eyes cast on the player's seat: "Limited for ten minutes, Start now!"

Although the call was started, all seven players did not move, and each was thinking.

"If the writing is cosmetics, then the idea is the meaning of a novel, both of which can also attract readers." Oscar then began to read the lens: "The standard of this round is the degree of appeal, the players finally The content that I conceived will be spoken in a dictation. That is to say, this round of confrontation has nothing to do with writing, only to see creativity," he paused and said: "I personally think... as a mystery novelist. When dealing with this short story, it will definitely surprise us."

The picture was given to the seal at this time. This guy’s eyes were sluggish and he was still a stone Buddha. I don’t know if it was meditation or a daze.

"Ink and incense are often very good in this round." Oscar said again. "I don't know what the result will be today?" He said: "According to the results of the online voting, the pen of God is the show. The audience is most looking forward to a link. In each issue, our seven writers will bring seven wonderful stories to the audience, or ingenious, or horrible, or connotation, or suspense, although the flash points are different, but Every story is extremely appealing without exception..."

He was dragging for a while and finally arrived at the advertising time. Since there was no advertisement in this version, Xiaoshen and Bao Daren directly ushered in the long-awaited announcement.

The round of the announcement process is not in the order of one to seven, but randomly selected, so the players ranked six or seven can not be determined slowly, they have to conceive in ten minutes to prevent themselves Was drawn by the first one.

"Then, the first player announced is..." Oscar pointed to the big screen again, and the huge Arabic numerals from one to seven flashed continuously and finally stopped at "4".

"Ink, please start." Oscar did not hesitate, said directly.

In the front of the player's console, in this round is a free input mode, players can not only write text, but also sketches, such as character relationships, even maps or objects, etc., when the player dictates, you can look at the draft Organizational language. Of course. They can also write a small story directly on the operation screen just like writing a text, and then read it once. Originally, there is no fixed form for this kind of thing, so how can it be done?

In the story of ink is not fragrant, Ding Yi is a twenty-nine-year-old woman who had a musical dream since she was a child, but in the end she stepped into a mediocre life. Until Ding Yi’s fiancé was seriously ill, she changed her life. Later, she picked up a magical flute. Everyone who listens to the song can be moved to tears. In the end, she not only saved her fiancé, but also regained her dream.

Her story was short and it took only three minutes to finish. In conjunction with the background music of the scene, several viewers in the audience played with the words, and the cameramen naturally did not let go of these shots, each giving them a close-up of a few seconds.

"Well, ink and ink brought us a wonderful story. It seems that the waves are not shocking, but there is a kind of warming power. She also proves once again that the plot of a story is to attract people. It is not necessary to exaggerate the characters. In the fierce conflict, as long as there is true feelings, this story will have its soul." Oscar poetry recited a series of comments. Then he began to announce the next player.

In this round, several writers basically put the story in the field they are good at. The questions given by the pens of the gods are always very open. Ding Yi's gender, age; the identity and illness of relatives and friends; the use of treasures, the origins, etc.... It can be said that there are countless ways to expand. The degree of freedom is extremely high, so it is very convenient for writers to create. If you have the heart, prepare a few good outline stories before recording, and then you will be able to set them in.

Soon, several players finished, the best performance should be soda, the horror master is really powerful, ten minutes to think of a twist and a plot with some suspense color, and bring the proposition without with.

Finally, it’s my turn to seal.

I don't know why... It is also the last appearance on the premise of random announcement.

In general, the last post in the second round to announce the outline is definitely beneficial. Although the player should have thought about the content within ten minutes, and other people can no longer touch the operation screen after the announcement, but in the extra time, it is entirely possible to correct and improve the plot in the brain.

At this time, the audience are also looking forward to the performance of the seal. There are three reasons: First, Oscar said in advance those irresponsible remarks about the mystery novelist. Secondly, Jue is the last appearance. Thirdly, this guy’s first round of hunting performance is fresh in his memory...

"Well..." I couldn’t help but feel my hands on my chest.

Oscar came to him and swept his console. He was shocked at the time, and his heart said: It was a blank! Other players have written at least half of the screen, is there wood? What is your situation? This link has never been handed over to the white roll! In the first round, the guy who wrote the generals of the 35-year-old in the first round of the present is now unable to squeeze out a word! what does this mean!

"Oh... I don’t know the player, it’s your turn." When Oscar said this, he was ready to announce his abstention.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t feel a deep breath, and before I got into the microphone, I didn’t look at the screen of the console. I started at a fairly fast pace: “Ding Yi, 30 years old, single, ordinary company employee, working at the grassroots level, Like most office workers, they lived a walking and walking life. Until one day, the aunts of his aunt's son's classmates were suddenly detected as terminally ill and needed to be sent to Earth for treatment.

"Wait... What is going on with the Earth? Is this still a human story? Is the alien who has the ability to do Star Trek lost to the Earth people in terms of medical ability? What about Guan Ding’s egg? Just let him die?” Oscar’s heart was unbearable, and his face’s expression changed.

The unrecognized narrative continues: "But going to the earth requires a lot of money, not him, his aunt's family, or the classmates of his aunt's son can bear it. At this moment, Ding Yizhen has a pair of magical Dance shoes, this treasure, awakened his memory for many years. The sense of justice and mission that has been lost for a long time has all returned to his mind. It turned out that Twenty years ago, Ding Yi’s identity was... Universe Superhero Dancer in the Junior Superman League."

"What plane? What hole? Dance man! Please who will drive him from the stage!" Oscar is going crazy.

"Ding Yi first contacted their external star in the colony of the earth, India." Feng did not know.

"Isn't Ahsan a human being? Is this the setting?"

"His little friends who used to play geeks lived on Earth."

"A young superhero named this name... How did it fight against the evil forces of the universe in childhood?"

"Then, they succeeded in using their super powers to help Ding Yi’s aunt’s son and classmates to sneak.”

"Superhero, your sister! Just your sister! If you don't have money, you can sneak into the stars! What is the significance of your series?"

"In the end, Ding Yi's aunt's son and his classmates were properly treated by an old local military doctor and recovered." Feng Shuai finally said, "The story of Ding Yi has just begun... He awakened, joined The Universe's Adult Superman League, the name of the Dancer, once again appeared in people's sights, and the evil forces that have been sleeping for a long time in the Milky Way are once again ready to move..."

When it comes to this, it will come to an abrupt end. I don't know why, every person who listened to him on the scene, there was such a strange and painful expectation in his heart, I hope he will continue to talk about it... (To be continued. Mobile users please read.)