Daily life as a writer in the world of pirates

It took Yuanzi a while to come up with the idea at the beginning, but in the end he only wrote more than a thousand words.

For a story, the part he wrote is only the beginning, or even just a background introduction.

So this time it aroused even greater comments from the audience.

"Damn it, why did you stop here!"

"Would Sean be okay with that?"

"Let him go and let Sean stay at Charlie's house for the rest of his life!"

"I want to see Sean and Charlie fall in love as a girl!"

"Will Sean be the same again? Will Sean and Charlie be together?"

"Why did Sean become a girl?"

There are so many questions left in Gomi’s works!

However, in just over a thousand words, he did perfectly meet the three elements of [rival, love, and comedy].

Morgans glanced at the ugly face of the navy in the audience, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

Morgans quickly threw the question to Gomi: "Teacher Gomi, the several works you have created so far seem to be set in the Naval Academy. Do they have any special significance?"

Yuanzi nodded: "Indeed, it's not a military academy, it's a school to be precise. The school has placed a lot of my feelings on me and is also my biggest source of inspiration."

"In this world, children can stand up in half a year, speak when they are one year old, and run around when they are three years old, but they are truly adults when they are seventeen years old."

"The period between the ages of three and seventeen is when their curiosity, desire to explore, learning ability and receptiveness are at their strongest. What are they doing during this time?"

"I saw people helping their families with farming, delivering milk, newspapers, learning to cook, etc. Their life trajectories were limited by their families, and their futures were determined early."

Yuanzi has a gentle tone and introduces the most common phenomena in daily life.

All the audience, including the judges and other authors, also thought along with Yuanzi's words and kept nodding.

This doesn't sound like a problem.

Yuanzi suddenly changed the subject: "But, I don't think it's right!"

"The world is so big and life is so long. Why do you decide what you want to do in life so early?"

"I like schools where kids of the right age can learn and play together."

"Here they learn the mainland's lingua franca, arithmetic and logical thinking, and some other ethnic languages ​​they are interested in."

"They will know how machines work, what components are in the air, what topography and landforms there are in the world, the distribution of countries, cultural development, why parents and children look alike, why you must eat more fruits when sailing on the sea, these are common to us What are the principles of these things?”

"They can also make like-minded friends here, work together for their dreams, argue over differences of opinion, like boys and girls, respect teachers, etc."

"Under the impact of various different information, they will form their own concepts, understand right and wrong, and understand good and evil."

Yuanzi spoke eloquently, taking the audience in front of him, all those watching the live broadcast, into the world he imagined.

"In this way, these children fully understand the world."

"At this time, let them choose their own path. Whether it is easy or difficult, they will always have the courage to go on the path they choose."

Yuanzi looked at the camera with a smile: "So, I like school."

"The school that roughly fits my vision is the Naval Academy. It is inevitable that I will be biased in my creations."

After Yuanzi finished speaking, the scene even fell into silence.

Wanzi was the first to break the deadlock: "Speaking of which, what I know is all learned from the elders in the clan."

Yu Ai nodded: "I read a lot of books, learned them in books, and also learned other crafts from uncles and aunts in the town."

Jin Juan murmured to himself: "I was taught by a tutor before, and there were no peers around me, just other navy uncles."

"Me too, taught by a tutor."

"My parents told me."

"I was taught by my master."

"I"

————Baldigo————

This is an island that has never been recorded on the map, so the Navy naturally did not send any broadcast snails.

But Saab still got one from another place in order to watch the author competition live in real time.

Sabo sighed: "I didn't expect Teacher Gomi's thoughts to be so profound."

"There are also some younger children in the revolutionary army. Before, we only taught them martial arts and the ideology of the revolutionary army. Isn't it too monotonous?"

Long's voice was flat: "His idea is indeed good, but it is too advanced for this world."

"Nobles naturally have tutors. Commoners don't need to know too much, they just need to work hard to support themselves. This is a universal rule in this world."

"Whether it is the world government or the nobles of various countries, almost no one will invest money in the school."

Long: "To make his idea a reality, we need to work hard, Sabo."

Sabo nodded: "I understand, leader!"

————City of Seven Waters————

The topic shifted from Gomi's works to school.

Morgans immediately opened his mouth and brought back the topic: "Teacher Gomi's ideas are still so wild and unconstrained! So how many people will he support this time?"

"Let's count down the tens."

"Teacher Gomi's final votes are - 94 votes from the lucky judges and 90 votes from the special judges, a total of 184 votes!"

Morgans spread his wings and flew from the stage to the camera with an exaggerated expression.

"Shocking! The number of votes for Teacher Wuwei actually exceeded that of Teacher Sanse!"

"For equally excellent works, it seems that the votes of the special judges are very crucial!"

Morgans: "Let us interview the only General Kuzan who did not vote. What are his thoughts?"

Kuzan: “My evaluation criteria are consistent and I only consider works.”

"Judging from the works, Wuwei's works didn't impress me, that's all."

Morgans nodded: "In terms of works alone, Teacher Wuwei's degree of completion is indeed not as good as Teacher Sanseki's!"

"If Mr. Gomi is willing to continue writing this story in the future, many people will definitely like it!"

"That's right -" the audience said in unison.

Morgans came to Dauberman again: "Lieutenant General Dauberman seems to be a relatively old-school judge. Why did he vote for Teacher Wuwei this time?"

Dauberman snorted and raised his head: "General Kuzan and I are exactly the opposite. I value the author's attitude more."

"The Naval Academy is the best school in the world. Any soldier who volunteers to join the army and uphold justice will get the best education here!"

"If you want to have an extraordinary life, you are welcome to choose the Navy!"

Morgans: "Major Smogg, what are your reasons for supporting Teacher Tricolor?"

Smoker's lips curved up obviously: "I just remembered another annoying guy who turned into a woman."

Morgans was speechless: "Major Smogg hates so many people, hahaha!"

Morgans walked back to the stage: "Teacher Gomi has become the person with the highest number of votes. So what do other authors think?"

Maruko: "The idea of ​​a school is interesting and I will seriously consider it. If possible, I would like to personally fund the establishment of a school like that."

Yu Ai: "Even if the plot of Teacher Wuwei is attractive, I still think Teacher Sanseki is the best!"

Kanemaki: "It's really hard to tell the winner. I like both the current works."

Hawkeye: "Ah, heresy."

Baige: "If this story can be more complete, I will support Mr. Gomi."

Flute: "Will my thinking change if I become a woman? It seems that in my future creations, I will have to think more from the perspectives of different people."

Neptune: "As expected of Mr. Gomi with a bold style, I support you!"

The exhibition of Gomi's works is over.

Next, Morgans presented the works of six other authors in turn.

Although everyone else followed the theme closely and created.

But almost none of them exceed everyone's imagination, and are relatively more satisfactory.

The only difference is the completion and writing style.

The final number of votes and rankings in the first round of the author competition are: 184 votes for Five Flavors, 176 for Three Colors, 170 for Golden Volume, 169 for Rain Ai, 165 for White Dove, 160 for Black Knife, 154 for Sea King, and 140 for Flute.

The most fierce competition is between Jin Juan and Yu Ai.

Although Jinjuan's work was slightly inferior, with only 80 votes from the public judges, because of his status as a navy, he received 90 votes from the special judges. Only Kuzan did not vote.

Yu Ai ranked third with 89 votes from the public judges, but only received 80 votes from the special judges.

The number of votes for flute is unusually low, entirely because it only has 400 to 500 words, and the gap between it and the others is too obvious.

Morgans announced loudly: "Then these authors have accumulated 87654321 points in the first round."

"Let's move on to the second round - the scenario story relay competition!"

"Look at the big screen!"

[I am a rear admiral with a harmonious family and a bright future.

However, everything changed completely that day - the remnants of the pirates I once destroyed took my wife hostage.

The child cried out in fear, the helplessness in my wife's eyes, and the ferocious faces of the pirates changed back and forth before my eyes.

My ears could hear no sound, and all I could trust was the sword in my hand.

To fight or not to fight? what should I do? 】

Morgans: "The test of the second round is to continue writing the story!"

"The time limit is still one hour, and there is no limit to the subject matter. Please feel free to pick up the pen in your hand and create!"

While the competition was fierce on stage, things were not peaceful off stage either.

Luffy and everyone also came to the competition site.

After Wanzi's repeated instructions, everyone quietly put on their masks and sat in the ordinary auditorium.

When Wuwei was describing his philosophy about the school, there was an audience member who cried very exaggeratedly and attracted everyone's attention.

Usopp suddenly stood up: "That's the guy who stole my money!"

After Usopp finished speaking, without waiting for anyone else to react, he excitedly squeezed through the crowd and ran straight behind the man.

Without saying a word, he was taken out of the scene.

At the same time, several guys dressed mysteriously also sat in front of Robin.

The man's tone was calm, as if he was chatting with a friend about the weather: "Nicole Robin, O'Hara's only survivor, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Robin's body suddenly froze and he turned his head stiffly.

The masks of these people are different in style from the masks sold in the Capital of Seven Waters, exuding a strange and ominous atmosphere.

"The World Government's secret intelligence agency cipherpol."

The man's voice was smiling: "It seems there is no need to explain too much, we are CP9."

"Nicole Robin, come with us, we need your help. - If you don't want your partner to get hurt."

Robin completely lost all resistance: "Okay."

"But, can you let me finish watching this game?"

The man raised his hand: "Please."