Chapter 4 The wrong line
It's late autumn, the weather is slightly cool, Xia Ge really wants to hide in the room and eat potato chips, drink fat house happy water, brush up on variety shows, and watch novels and movies.
But yesterday I promised my dad to ask for a signature of sugar and three spoonfuls, and only when I went out, the man promised that he must fulfill it.
Xia Ge dressed himself up tightly. He wore a sweatshirt, a peaked cap, and a mask.
I don't know and think he's a star.
It's just that it's cooler outside, and Xia Ge is also a little worried in his heart, something happened to the [Winner's Medal].
Even if you dress up like this, you won't be able to see who you are.
On the way to the hotel, Xia Ge walked cautiously like a spy, and stopped to observe whether there was a game after walking for a while, because today is the weekend, and many businesses will do various activities on the weekend.
For example, inviting strange men and women to the stage, intimate challenges. Some strange men and women kissed, and there were also two men who hugged each other and kissed.
Who can stand this.
Fortunately, there were no emergencies along the way. Arrived safely at Dongyue Hotel in less than one o'clock.
There are a lot of cars parked in front of the hotel, and the underground parking lot is also full, and the road is very lively. Everyone should rush to eat.
After entering the hall, I saw several people queuing, and at the front was a large physical book advertisement, which said sugar plus three spoons signing.
"It should be here, why did you sign the sale in advance, isn't it two o'clock?" Xia Ge said in his heart, he came so early, there were still people in front, but there were not many in line first.
"Are all the people here today dressed so fashionably?"
Looking at the countless young people in the hall, dressed in bells and whistles, they don't look like otaku who like to read novels at all.
He also saw a few people wearing bright red and purple clothes. The pants are all torn, this is late autumn, and these people are not afraid of the cold.
At the front of the line, Xia Ge found that something was wrong.
How is the person in front of me writing the name phone?
When it was his turn, Xia Ge was about to hand over the book. He had never seen the reality of sugar plus three spoonfuls, thinking that this person was the author.
Unexpectedly, the person sitting down handed over a piece of paper first and said, "Name and phone." A brief introduction is filled out with the form. ”
Holding his book in a daze, he took the paper and looked at it.
"The first hip-hop dance competition audition registration form?" Xia Ge looked confused.
Didn't I come to ask the author for an autograph? Obviously the posters are all right, can anyone tell me what's going on?
I saw that the people in the queue didn't take the books, and I thought they were going to the front to get the new books on the tables, but now I realize that this is not the case.
"You guys are here to register for the hip-hop competition!!" Xia Ge said in a trembling voice.
"That's right, we've been here early in the morning, and we just removed the poster. There is still half an hour to finish. Let's do it with sugar plus three spoons, his fans can't stop his poster when they come. The staff patiently explained.
Xia Ge wanted to run away, he didn't want to participate in the competition! Hiding all the way, he didn't expect to encounter a competition at the last moment.
He let go in front of the camera, but in reality he was still a little shy.
I really want to put down the registration form, but I feel an impulse in my heart.
The winner's medal is passively triggered, and there is a heartfelt desire to participate in all competitions.
His head was blank, and Xia Ge didn't know how to leave the team.
It seems that I wrote my name, ID number, and phone number, right?
After leaving the venue, my mentality was normal, and I didn't feel like I was eager to compete anymore.
"It's fine, as long as you don't get close to the game. The urge to participate in the competition can be completely restrained in my heart. Xia Ge breathed a sigh of relief, it was not mandatory to participate. Don't be careful in the future.
After relaxing, Xia Ge stood aside. Soon, the fans with three spoonfuls of sugar gathered and lined up, and Xia Ge also ran over.
Today's main purpose is to sign, nothing else matters!
Sugar plus three spoonfuls sat next to a pile of new books under the escort of the security guard, and Xia Ge looked at it.
is at least 1.8 meters tall, and his burly figure is not at all like the Internet writer in Xia Ge's mind.
And the signing will be more boring than expected, so the author will bury his head in signing. Say thank you once in a while.
On the side of the hall, there were many computers, and Xia Ge saw many people typing there from a distance.
He asked the short-haired boy in front of him curiously, "Brother, what's the situation over there?"
"You're not a book lover, aren't you? Aren't you writing a leaflet, except for signing today. There is also a small event, and the top 10 of the event have cash prizes of 10,000 to 1,000. First place can also be eaten with sugar and three spoons in the evening. The short-haired boy said.
"Activity, what kind of activity, won't it be another competition?"
"yes, you know what our three spoons are called. ”
"Tentacle monster, writing novels at a speed of 8,000 per hour! This activity is for book lovers to code a piece of text by themselves, and the content is not limited. In short, it should be coherent and logical. According to the speed ranking, there are rewards for the top 10. The short-haired boy said proudly.
You can have this!
It just so happens that I am short of money now, and isn't the code word contest tailor-made for me?
Xia Ge signed first and didn't talk to the author.
But it doesn't matter, now the game is first, 10,000 yuan is his, no one wants to grab it from him!
This event is meant for fans, but most of the people who participate in the tournament are just having fun.
There are no tentacle monsters of five or six thousand per hour, and the fastest code word is about three thousand per hour.
Soon it was Xia Ge's turn, and the staff brought him to a computer and said: "Ten minutes, you need to write logical and smooth text, I will press the timer when you shout." ”
Xia Ge nodded.
The preparation for this activity was not sufficient, and the word count and time were all carried out manually.
Xia Ge opened the document and said, "Let's start!"
Logical and smooth words are needed, and Xia Ge did not hesitate to start coding words according to the latest chapter of the Lord of Mystery.
The speed is 8,000 words per hour, and Xia Ge plays 1,500 words in ten minutes, half a chapter.
After reading it, the staff was surprised and said, "Are you writing a novel?"
Everyone else was surprised when they heard this, knowing that what others wrote was a mess of daily life, such as what time to get up in the morning and what to do, a bunch of running accounts.
Only Xia Ge played fast and logically.
What's more, the content is very readable, and it looks like a wonderful novel.
Now the fastest in ten minutes is just over 850 words. Xia Ge has almost doubled.
Countless people look at Xia Ge like they look at monsters.
Generally, typists can type 70 words per minute at the elementary level, 90 words at the intermediate level, 120 words at the senior level, and about 200 words for professional entryists.
However, professional entry clerks are typing according to the script, and if they conceive and write by themselves, it is not as simple as reading from the script.
According to Xia Ge's speed, it has reached 150 words per minute. Completely hang everyone present.
Under the shocked and admiring eyes of everyone, Xia Ge's name was written on the small blackboard, and he is currently ranked first with 150 words per minute. The second is 86 words per minute.
"Sir, leave your phone number and name, and the award ceremony will take place around five o'clock. Prizes are awarded, and if you're number one, dinner with sugar plus three scoops in the evening. The staff said politely.
Xia Ge looked at the time, it was only half past two now, and it was just over two hours.
There is nothing to do now, Xia Ge left the phone to go to see his father. There is a small lounge where they work with coffee, juice and other beverages.
Where can he wait for the award to come back. Since he was a child, he has often come with his father, and this place is very familiar to him.