Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

After Zhou Wenli heard the voice of the staff member replying "If you kill him, you won't drink nutritional supplements", he seemed to be back in a trance when he just started his freshman year.

He proudly puffed up his chest in front of Sang Wen and Tu Baba, thinking that he was the most outstanding existence among them, and the tip of his chin was raised.

At that time, he didn't care what anyone looked at him, because he was absolutely confident in himself.

But of the two of them, one has already become the judge of the official large-scale competition, and the other can win the first place in the preliminaries and semi-finals.

What is he?

Nothing counts.

It was like having a ridiculous dream, and the dream was full of voices praising himself.

When I woke up, my hands were empty and I couldn't hold anything.

This feeling that seemed to be in a dream did not dissipate until he saw Sang Wen.

Zhou Wenli looked at Sang Wen's bookish look, and walked into the waiting area with steady steps.

Sang Wen's appearance and demeanor are not aggressive and safe.The spirit of youth is the first-born Yunxia who yearns for the bright future most.

Sang Wen saw Zhou Wenli standing there in a daze.

As soon as he approached Zhou Wenli and wanted to say hello to him, he saw Zhou Wenli come back to his senses for a moment, looking at him with extremely sharp eyes, as if piercing the sky.

"You are civilized."

Zhou Wenli's voice was firm and extremely confirming.

"So there is no civilized style that imitates civilized writing, and you are the only one from the beginning to the end."

Zhou Wenli has always been smart, he can dig out all the truth by grasping a little bit of thoughts: "You write with a different identity, in order to completely bring the writing method that discards data and materials into people's sight. "

"With civilization, and with civilized writing that kills people without drinking nutrients, there will be more people who will learn civilized writing."

He looked at Sang Wen, the hostility in his eyes never dissipated.

"You have been pretending in front of me for so long. Now that I guess it, do you still want to deny it?"

Sangwen stood still.

He was the default attitude, his eyes glanced at Zhou Wenli, and he nodded indifferently.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Wenli smiled mockingly.

"Then we'll see."

Then, he walked away.

Sang Wen was old and didn't understand Zhou Wenli's thought process very well.

He looked at Zhou Wenli's back with a young and flirtatious face, and sighed heavily after a while.

How stubborn is this child, he can't be pulled back, and he can't listen to what he says.

"The exhibition match is a one-on-one battle mode. You are No. 1 in the retest, so your opponent is No. 2 in the retest. The contestants are surrounded by mentors who will guide and write, so when the time comes, someone will be by your side. "

Tu Baba bent down to help Sang Wen sort out his pile of paper and pens, and at the same time gave babbling instructions.

"The writing process of the two contestants is directly connected to the official website of StarCraft, and it is broadcast live, and the input of every word will be seen by people.

Different from the finals just now, you can delete the completed writing before the deadline like you did, and re-publish the second draft. "

Tubaba straightened up, stared at Sangwen and said, "Significant revisions are not allowed in the exhibition competition. Words are fine, but paragraphs are not. There is no time limit, but the draft must be finished quickly. The faster you get, the more performance points you will get."

Sang Wen was eating a piece of rice cake Yuan Cang brought him, his mouth was full of sweet and greasy taste, but his mood was very complicated.

After confirming the rules of the game again and again, he nodded with a subtle expression.

The elders take the bridal sedan chair, and I have also participated in the writing exhibition competition... yes.

During the time-limited writing stage of the finals, the virtual screen hall that accommodated all the contestants who entered the finals was empty at this moment.

Except for the judges' seats on the high platform, there were only Zhou Wenli and Benjier sitting on one side, and Sang Wenwen and Tu Weiwei sitting on the other side.

It's different from Benjer's attitude of frowning and intervening in Zhou Wenli's writing process.

Tu Weiwei leaned there, as if he was on stage to read a novel, without saying a word at all.

He gave Sangwin all the freedom of the court.

Sang Wen looked at the light brain, thought for a while, and an idea arose in his heart.

Although he has never heard of such a method as writing and exhibition competitions, but according to its rules, the scores are not included in the total score.

So even if there are various performance sub-work sub-divisions, in the end it is just an interesting interactive link.

It's true that the staff did not cut off the authority of the optical computer like in the finals, and only allowed the import and connection authority of the data database.Instead, all the permissions of the optical brain are directly opened to the contestants.

In other words, Sang Wen can do whatever he wants to use the water forum.

That would be fun to write about.

With a bit of a smile, Sang Wen carried out the idea that just came out of his mind to the end.

The entire interstellar audience and the judging committee watched helplessly as Zhou Wenli transferred the data in a serious manner, where was Sang Wen's live broadcast——

[This is the final scene of a certain novel contest, and at the same time, it is also the place where the informant found the body.

I am a forensic doctor, and it was [-]:[-] in the afternoon when I arrived here with the federal police. 】

audience:……?What is the beginning of this?

They glanced at the time of the light brain, it happened to be no other time, it was exactly [-]:[-].

The melon-eaters on forums and social homepages have always been walking fast, watching the live broadcast with enthusiasm, and screaming while watching.

[?What's this?What is he doing? 】

[Ah, what is he writing? 】

[It seems a bit interesting hahaha!I'll drink the nutrient solution after watching it for a while! 】

Sang Win continued to write.

[After bringing the deceased back to the headquarters, when invading the deceased's optical brain to find evidence clues, the captain found that the deceased seemed to be chatting with someone at the time of death.

The last image page of the light brain is the social homepage of the deceased, and the latest comment is just a sentence "It seems a bit interesting hahaha! I will go to drink the nutrient solution after watching it for a while!". 】

The melon-eaters who just posted that comment were holding on to the game with their hungry stomachs in front of Guangnao, when they were suddenly cueed.

? ?What?what happened?Wow isn't that the comment I just posted?

[We can only confirm that the identity of the deceased was a scholar in a poor situation.

He was invited to be a judge of this novel competition, but no one took his words seriously, and no one gave him the respect he deserved.People mocked him for being so old and such a failure in life.

The captain therefore doubted the possibility of his suicide. After all, this scholar has always had the experience of self-harm, as evidenced by his relatives and friends and the scars on his arm with the knife held by the other hand.

But I don't think it's that simple.

We found Tu Baba, who was also a judge of the fiction competition.He gave us some more detailed information. 】

Tu Weiwei, who was sitting by the side, suddenly moved closer, poking his head with a smile: Come, let me see what you are writing?

"What is he doing here?" The person sitting next to Tu Baba also came over to talk to Tu Baba.

Tu Baba himself was in a daze, and hadn't figured out the situation yet.

He tentatively guessed: "It seems... It's writing a murder case, and the murderer is the person present? Wow, am I a murderer?!"

[Write quickly!Don't stop! 】

[A comment I just posted was written in!Can I still be written in? ! 】

[It seems to be interacting!look at me look at me! 】

[From Tu Baba, we got the address where scholars serialize web articles.

His life seemed to be going the wrong way during this period, with very few clicks on his web articles, it is not difficult to see that he has little income.

A message in the comment area caught our attention——

"Write quickly! Don't stop!"

Looking further down, they all have the same ID and the same encouragement reminder.Counting them hastily, there are actually hundreds of them.

Click on the homepage of the reader who left this comment. This reader only left a message under Xu Zhe's work, and only followed the scholar.

How did this extremely poorly written work, which didn't even have a coherent sentence, attract such crazy attention from him? 】

The viewer who left that comment was as happy as a jackpot. 【not me!I was wronged!It is clear that I was wronged! 】

The people watching the game almost accounted for more than half of the population of StarCraft.

But there are also people who have just entered holographic viewing.

Xu Chen, the author of Yuntu, came in to read the manuscript just after finishing the manuscript.

As soon as he came in, he was first attracted by Zhou Wenli who was sitting there busy sorting out the data.

"This name...Zhou Wenli..." Xu Chen looked at the name on the message board and muttered to himself.

"Why is this name so familiar..." He repeatedly confirmed that he was really familiar with this name, "It seems like I've heard it before..."

Xu Chen clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly realized.

This seems to be the real-life name of the "mech maniac" who teamed up with him when we went to trip civilization together? !

Xu Chen didn't know the specific situation at first.

But I couldn't bear it. Although Sang Wen didn't take the words of the local tyrant who sent Zhou Wenli's real-life information everywhere, the local tyrant still took Zhou Wenli's information to find people to send everywhere, trying to kill someone with a knife.

Compared with Sang Wen, Xu Chen is good and weak, but he is still a serious and awesome old author in Yuntu, with a lot of fans and works.

When the local tyrant found Xu Chen and sent Zhou Wenli's message directly to Xu Chen, Xu Chen didn't take it seriously.

But seeing the dazzling Zhou Wenli in the holographic image today, as soon as he remembered this matter, the thoughts in his heart couldn't be suppressed for a while.

You are radiant in the spotlight, but I know what kind of messy things you have done behind your back.

This kind of great psychological satisfaction made Xu Chen dig out the information about Zhou Wenli's real life that the local tyrant had sent him back then.

He looked at the first line on the top, "First-year student of the Federal University, student of the Department of Ancient Chinese Language and Literature, Zhou Wenli", and snorted with disdain and jealousy in his heart.

so young.

Being young is sometimes a sin, enviable and repulsive.

To suppress a person, he must be defeated in one fell swoop into the mud swamp when he is at his best.

Tu Baba on the judging panel was waiting to see if Sangwen would write about himself again, when he saw a staff member rushing towards him.

"What are you doing? In a panic?"

Tu Baba frowned: "You need to be more prudent, look at me, how prudent I am!"

"Xiao Mister, something serious has happened... I guess there will be trouble soon..." The man was very anxious.

"What do you mean?" Tu Baba had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Reexamination No. 2 Zhou Wenli, Xingwang revealed his dark history... When he was writing under Yuntu's pseudonym, he used tricks to get people to close their pens, at least a dozen people."

"And a lot of evidence directly proves that he spent a lot of effort to blackmail the most popular newcomer author Wenming in Yuntu..."

"I knew Zhou Wenli was not a good person!"

Tu Baba muttered, and when he was pressing his head and thinking about countermeasures, he heard that the man hadn't finished talking.

"This is nothing compared to the other..."

The man's expression was serious: "Reexamination No.1, Sang Wen... Sang Wen's family betrayed the Federation and cooperated with the Empire, and now the Federal Special Police Force has..."

"what?!"

Tu Baba stood up with a bang, and slammed the side of the table directly on the corner of the table: "Hiss... what did you say? Say it again? What betrayed the Federation? Joined the Empire?!"

He looked at Sang Wen who was writing on the field, clutched his waist, and remembered that Sang Wen contacted him during the Chinese New Year and asked him to help him escape through the window.

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