Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 20 The Uninvited Guest

Regarding the details of the WeChat public account micro-fiction solicitation, the rules are very clear.

As long as you follow the WeChat official account of the Chinese website, and then submit a manuscript according to the format, the number of micro-novels should not exceed 200 characters, and you can participate in the competition.The official account of the Chinese website will select two micro-fiction works as the winning works every week, and give a cash reward of 500 yuan to each.

500 yuan!
Zhao Qian was short of breath, a penny can't beat a hero, even though he knew that he had hundreds of thousands worth of novels stored in his computer, but now he was really running out of money.

If I can get the 500 yuan, then I don't have to worry about starving to death this month, or even before the publishing fee next month.

Licking his dry lips, Zhao Qian took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to follow the official account, then clicked to view the detailed submission format, and then checked the winning works some time ago.

Zhao Qian was a little dazed when he saw the winning entries in the past two weeks, this...

Well, it can't be said that his level is not good, but compared with the few micro-novels in my impression, there is indeed a lot of gap.

This 500 yuan is so easy to get?Could it be Tony?
Zhao Qian shook his head, Qihang is considered a giant in the industry anyway, so he shouldn't tarnish his reputation for this 2000 yuan bonus.

Look at the comments below, there are a lot of people who say they are well-written and well-written, and Zhao Qian has committed embarrassment and cancer.Even though the quality of online novels is acceptable, why is the quality of micro-novels so mediocre?Or are these just generic works?

Thinking back to when I read so many jokes on the Internet, if I just made up one, it might not be worse than these two.There are many talents on the Internet, whether it is healing or dark, or all kinds of magical twists and turns to destroy the original, I remember a lot.

I don’t know if I can win prizes if I use those jokes and short stories to participate in the competition?
Zhao Qian searched for micro-fiction in this world, and found that there are still some high-quality novels, but the ones in his mind have never been seen before, or similar, which made him feel relieved.

"System, you said that if I use the micro-fiction I wrote down to participate in the competition, can I win?" Unsure, Zhao Qian decided to consult the system for advice.

The system replied: "This system can't give an answer, because there are too few parameters for calculation and too many variables. But from the quality point of view, the possibility of the host winning the prize is very high."

Zhao Qian was happy, and what he wanted was this affirmation: "If you really can win an award, then I will treat you to a six-yuan Mala Tang!"

"Host, please respect yourself."

Zhao Qian shut up, thankful that he relied entirely on his own memory ability to participate in the competition, instead of relying on the works exchanged by the system, which can save a lot of moral value.

This broken system is simply a vampire, and it cannot be exchanged for money directly, so that you don't have to starve.If what I get is the Shenhao system, how good it is, I will spend a lot of money to pretend to be forced, and I will reach the pinnacle of life in minutes.

In order to ensure that he can successfully obtain the bonus for the micro-novel essay competition, Zhao Qian carefully selected two articles from the many micro-novel and short stories he remembered as his submissions this time.Just take it as a test of the waters. It is best to win an award. If you can't win an award, it means that the editor who reviewed the manuscript is blind.

For example, an article he plans to submit this time——

The night is dark and windy, in the wilderness, in the cabin.

The succinct and concise sentences contain a wealth of information, which fully demonstrates the profoundness of Chinese culture and the subtlety and profundity of language.

Is this a joke?
No, you are wrong, this is art!

The prostitute sees prostitution, the wise sees wisdom. This is clearly highlighting the contradictions between two families and the disharmony of life, reflecting the many contradictions in today's society and the darkness of human nature, and teaching young students to learn not to fall in love.

This is the gist of the whole novel!
It is said that this is the best microfiction of another time and space in 2015. Zhao Qian didn't know if it was true or not, so he used it anyway.He had checked in advance that this work did not exist in this world, so he was its "creator".

In his view, there is no such thing as whether it is worth it or not, and he must first ensure that he is not hungry.

In fact, Zhao Qian wanted to cover his face, it seemed that he was no longer pure.The first time I saw this micro-novel, I understood it in seconds, and I didn't need to read the notes at all.

It should be said that ever since his first reaction when he saw "Send ___ Thousands of Miles" was not "goose feathers", he knew that he had gone farther and farther on the road of the old driver.

I can only look up to the sky and sigh, it's all the world's fault!
There is also a short story about family love, which is only about fifty words, but it is full of warmth between the lines, which is different from the connotation above, so I also sent it together.

Then Zhao Qian waited for the result.If there is no accident, the results should be announced around nine o'clock in the evening on the weekend, which was the case the last few times.Anyway, he hasn't run out of ammunition and food, and he is not too impatient.

At this time, the phone rang, and there was an incoming call.

Seeing the caller ID number, Zhao Qian was slightly surprised, and quickly connected.

The other person directly asked, "Hey Xiaoqian, where are you now?"

Zhao Qian bared his teeth: "Sister Wanqing, what do you want from me?"

The caller was Zhao Qian's little cousin, Li Wanqing, who was three years older than him, let's say he was his childhood sweetheart, the two grew up naked together, and she often scolded him when he was young.

Li Wanqing on the opposite side was suddenly dissatisfied: "How many times have I said, don't always call me aunt, call me old, call me sister!"

"You are my father's cousin, so of course I want to call you aunt." Zhao Qian shrank his feet on the chair, resting his chin on his knees, and said lazily.

Li Wanqing was furious: "If you tell me to call you sister, you can call me sister, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Zhao Qian didn't want to go too far, lest she was really angry, and quickly changed the subject: "Okay, sister Wanqing, what do you want from me?"

"Are you at school now?" Li Wanqing asked.

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes and asked, "Where can I go if I'm not in school?" In order to save money as much as possible, he didn't want to sell the dormitory at all.

Li Wanqing jumped up and said, "Okay, I'm at the South Railway Station now, and I'll go to the North Railway Station to get to your school for about an hour, then I'll see you in an hour."

"Aha?!" Zhao Qian almost fell off the chair, unbelievable: "You want to come?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

Zhao Qian was in a daze: "No, you are so nice, why did you come to my school?" The news was too...too sudden, and he was completely unprepared.

Li Wanqing said: "I'm bored and go out for a walk, can't I? I haven't seen you for more than half a year. The last time I saw you was during the summer vacation. Are you not welcome?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Qian dared to admit it, otherwise he wouldn't be beaten to death by her?Don't look at her being small, she has a big temper and acts like a child. If she doesn't let her cry, it's a trivial matter.

Li Wanqing said directly: "Then it's settled, I'll buy the ticket now, and I'll call you to pick me up when I get there." Then she hung up the phone.

Zhao Qian wanted to cry but had no tears. What is this called? She originally planned to stay in the dormitory and code for three days, but now she disrupted her arrangements with a single phone call.

Ah, what trouble women are!

　Thanks to "Yu Mo Yun Xuan" for the 4000 reward, thank you for your support.Also ask for a recommendation ticket to hit the new book list.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)