Hogwarts Archmage

Ma En did not attach any confidentiality spell to these invitations, so various news quickly spread.

But most of them are in tabloids that are struggling to survive. There are many people in the United States who share or show off something interesting when they get it. However, although there are computers everywhere at this stage, everyone still has to pay more attention to print media. Some.

Big newspapers have a lot of news to report, and even if they pick up the interesting stories they show off, they can at best be stuffed into the corners. However, the tabloid newspapers are different.

This group of newspapers has always relied on tidbits to survive. Now that they suddenly got such interesting information, they naturally wanted to try it. They even got a camera to test how long it would take for the invitation letter to return to the hands of the invitee.

Of course, this also led to a bit of a story. After being activated, the door keys on these letters would accumulate a number of discards... Some of the guys who had received the warning did not pay attention at all until the invitation letter spontaneously combusted in full view of the public, and they collected it themselves. After receiving a note banning him from participating in the competition for life, he held the note with a sad face and felt uncomfortable... There were also some who were not uncomfortable. After that guy beat up the supervisor sent by the newspaper, he was taken away by the police.

The competition time written above is after Christmas, and it is only October when most people receive the letter. There is a lot of time for this matter to ferment.

It wasn’t until probably after the first snowflakes fell that it was published in the New York Times and the British Guardian.

Public opinion completely exploded.

Almost all the idle people in the world who knew the news began to discover the one hundred "lucky ones". Before the official competition, people had already started to have fun spontaneously.

"How to do?"

In the evening, Ma En sat in front of the coffee table and said helplessly.

Across from him the three girls studied the possibilities and fairness of various routes.

In fact, they didn't know how to do it. Ma En's idea was actually very simple at first. He simply wanted to create a scope and start a few small circles to have fun. But now it seems that he is not the only one who wants to have fun. one.

"I think... we may have to change the rules a little bit... For example, only the contestants don't know that their elimination is not real death..." Margaery said after thinking about it for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Why don't we broadcast the game live? For example, find a TV station to cooperate, or simply build a channel ourselves, and then find Arthur and ask him to modify some tools and equipment, at least to broadcast the images we shot with crystals. .”

Ma En nodded: "It will be easier to handle..."

As he said, Ma En called Old Walder directly and asked him if there was anything he needed to pay attention to or anything special to do. After getting the answer that he had a good time, he called Arthur.

"I'll ask the workshop over there to mail you a few. We have a lot of this equipment here. If you need a TV station, I can help you find a channel... But I think there are many TV stations."

Arthur said on the other side of the phone.

After a few words, a letter appeared in the hands of a TV station executive who was holding a handsome young man up and down his arms.

The first time he received the letter, he thought he had won the lottery. After further research and finding out that it was not the case, he sighed in disappointment. After taking a closer look at the content, he felt that he might be reaching the pinnacle of his life.

It clearly records that the organizers of the competition plan to relax and record and broadcast on their TV station at night. Of course, only the entire recording content is available, and they need to do the specific editing themselves.

He jumped up happily, kicked aside the handsome boy who was licking his junction, and rushed to the phone in a few steps, directly waking up his boss from his sleep.

Before his boss could get angry, he explained the matter quickly.

There was silence on the other side for a long time...

"Did they give you their contact information?"

The supervisor was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened the letter again, searched around, and finally found a string of numbers in the corner.

"Yes, but...it's a very strange number. I'm not sure if it's a phone number...it has one, two, three...nineteen digits."

"Call and give it a try, and let me know if it's confirmed. If it goes through, your department head will be transferred and you will become the new head."

The phone was hung up, and he began to dial the nineteen digits with some anxiety. When he pressed the 14th digit, the phone beeped, indicating that there was an error. He almost collapsed, but after pressing all the digits, he almost collapsed. After that, the error beep stopped and the regular and slow waiting sound started.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief. For just a few seconds, he felt like his heart was going to have a problem.

"Hello, this is Marne Langley, the host of a fun game, who are you?"

Marne said after picking up the Muggle phone number displayed on his cell phone.

This sentence is asking knowingly. Of course he knows who is on the other side. As long as that guy presses the nineteen numbers he specially set, there will be a prompt here.

However, in order to maintain his specialness, he still asked. The purpose was not to ask, but to tell the other party that he was the organizer of the competition.

"I...I am Mercer, you can just call me Mercer. I am the director of New Entertainment TV Station. I just received a letter that suddenly appeared..."

"It's you..." A rather malicious voice sounded from the other side of the phone: "It seems that the letter has sent itself to where it should go..."

"Yes, yes, sir, I just want to ask about this..." Mercer organized his words, not knowing what to say.

He is actually a very sociable person, but the mysterious letter made him a little panicked and his mind was a little confused.

"You should have been able to tell that it was true as soon as you received the letter. I have only sent the letter to you so far. If there is any problem, I can withdraw the letter."

"No, no, no, of course it's no problem..." Mercer said hurriedly, "I just want to ask about the broadcast fee..."

"I'm not short of money."

After thinking about it for a while, Ma En here saw the board raised in Margaery's hand opposite and said, "I only need you to do one thing for me."

"As long as I can do it, you say."

Ma En looked at the whiteboard again and said word by word: "I need you to schedule this program to start at two o'clock in the morning, and edit the daily content into one hour and 58 minutes. If it is to be replayed, it will be broadcast at two o'clock every afternoon. Click start, any questions?"

"This…"

Mercer hesitated.

It's not that he disagrees, it's that these two time points are more or less anti-human... Whether working or going to school, it is impossible to have time in these two time periods.

But after thinking about it for a while, I agreed. Anyway, I’ll get the broadcast rights first.