Diners lining up nearby immediately gathered around, and one of the little girls read it.

FM99.99 Children's Stories Essay Contest...... First prize...... 10,000 yuan cash ...... And also...... There are also 2 VIP packages...... Prize...... 5 pounds of red wine?"

The others exploded on the spot at once!

A junior waved his fist excitedly.

"Haha, I can finally drink red wine. ”

After shouting, I picked up the phone and didn't know who to call.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Play a hairy game, get down to business, and hurry up and write a fairy tale! The world's first chef has a competition, the first place has two VIP packages, and the second place has red wine! Damn, whoever lies to you will swallow three catties of dung!"

When others heard that there was a red wine and VIP package, they all started to prepare for the battle, some took pictures with their mobile phones, some took pens to record the game information, and some with tablets wrote directly at the door of the world's first kitchen.

In the Qingfeng Internet café in the university town, countless game lovers were crackling or playing games, and a regular customer suddenly ran into the lobby of the Internet café and shouted at the top of his voice.

"I'm Cao, the world's first chef essay contest, write a children's story to eat a free VIP package and drink free red wine!"

There was an instant silence in the Internet café, and then, the first few rows of people playing games quickly got up.

"I'm going back to review my homework, you play first!"

"Uh...... My girlfriend's aunt is here, I have to comfort her, and I won't play anymore......"

"Hey, hey, don't go, I still have 5 yuan to give to you on this machine, you can play for me for a while......"

"Play Maomao, brothers, rush, it's time to seize the library!"

"Hey, hey, Xiaoyu, hurry up to the library to take a seat, hurry up and write fairy tales! Don't ask why, I won't have a chance for a while!"

……

Then, the university town suddenly changed, the Internet café was sparsely populated, and even if there were people, they must be watching a movie while holding a book and a pen and writing fairy tales.

Rental rooms, small hotels, and I can't hear the sound of oops and pain at night, so I lie on the bed and study how to write fairy tales.

In school, libraries, study rooms, and the like have long been occupied, and if you have nowhere to go, you can only go to your dormitory, grove, etc. to write.

The business owners on the street will also stare at the computer in a daze when there are no customers, and they will do different things.

There are those who are for cash prizes, those who can eat sky-high VIP packages, and those who are able to drink red wine that has been blown into the sky.

There are also those who can have close contact with Xiao Gang and others, or who want to go to other people's autographs.

Even diners who go to eat at Baifeng's restaurant will hold a pen and paper or a platform while eating, and think about how to write fairy tales while eating.

In the evening, Bai Feng still began to broadcast "Children's Stories", and this time, she selectively changed to a story that is more suitable for children.

"Hello listeners and friends before the broadcast, last night we told the story of "Hou Yi Shoots the Sun", and today, I bring you "Raising Seedlings"! Once upon a time, there was a farmer who planted a piece of wheat, and he went to catch insects and weeds the wheat every day, but he found that the wheat did not grow very long every day, so he thought of a solution, and he ...... it."

With the propaganda momentum, this night, not to mention that there was a broadcast, even if there was no broadcast, they hurried to stay in front of the broadcast, and made preparations in advance.

A man who is working far away calls his wife.

"Hey, wife, is the tiger asleep?"

"No...... Alas, it's still making a fuss......"

"Is there a radio at home? By the way, it seems that the mobile phone can also listen to the radio, you quickly tune to FM99.99, yes, now, it's a children's story, starting at 9 o'clock every night!"

"This ...... Is it necessary for Huzi to listen to it? There are children's storybooks all over the house......"

"Alas, what do you old ladies know, this is what people say, there is no Internet at all, I still eavesdropped on what our boss said, saying that this story has a deep meaning, and it is good for children!"

"Okay, I'll let Huzi listen to it right away!"

In a downtown house, five male and female junior high school students are writing in their rooms with their heads buried behind closed doors, and a small radio is playing next to them.

After a short time, one of the boys raised his head first.

"Oh, after listening to "Seedlings Growing", I think what I wrote is all shit, that is, children's things, which are not as high as people's homes. ”

"Me too, but we still have to insist, as long as we are in the top 100, we can get the collective signature photo of the five people of Silly Aunt, Xiaogang, and Tong Tong!"

"Yes, there are only 100 in the country, write quickly, even if the writing is not good, it is a big deal to write a few more, what if one can be done?"

……

At the headquarters of Rainbow Food, a listed company in Xianyang City, all the workers got off work, and they received a temporary phone call that everyone must write a children's story within three days and hand it in.

So, Lao Wang got off work and shouted to his son as soon as he entered the door.

"Son, write a children's story for my dad tonight, and give you 5 yuan of pocket money after finishing it. ”

Lao Zhang was the same, he called his wife on the road before he entered the door.

"Wife, hurry up and let our three children start writing children's stories immediately, yes, if you don't know how to write, listen to the "Children's Story" hosted by Dabai, oops, the task arranged by the factory! Yes, there must be a reward for writing well, saying that the first place will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan!"

"Ah, 10,000 yuan, okay, I'll let the three children write it right away, is it enough for the three children, I'll let my brother's children help write it!"

……

As a result, the children of the younger brothers and sisters of these parties also suffered......

"Xiao Ming, I'm your sister, hurry up and do my sister a favor and let your child write a children's story!"

"Sister...... You're crazy, my child is only 2 years old!"

"Ah...... Then you write it, it's all the same anyway...... I remember you were a liberal arts student, so write well!"

"I ......"

In the major parent groups of Qixing Primary School in Xianyang City, there is even more mourning......

Class teacher: Parents, add another fairy tale to this week's homework, you can't plagiarize, and send it to me separately on WeChat tomorrow......

Parent A: Roger!

Parent B: Roger!

Parent C: Roger!

……

After a night of fermentation, it was only six o'clock the next morning, and Lao Zhang, the radio doorman, was woken up by the sound of car horns outside.

"Master, I'm here to title "Children's Story" ......"

"Damn, I'll come first!"

"My car is in front!"

……

After the anchors began to go to work one after another, they found that there was no place in the parking lot, so they gathered around the office and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, this is the correct way for Mr. Bai to open it......"

"Ten percent of the commission, Mr. Bai has issued it!"

"Cut, Mr. Bai has already sent it, okay!"

"Someone's Aston Martin is enough for us to admire, right?"

"Rainbow food and natural beauty people are here again, and it is estimated that this is a sky-high contract!"

……

Everyone was happy, including Bai Feng. But there was only one person, with unkempt hair at the moment, and he was confused in the face of the unread emails that were still beating.