Tired, very tired, very tired. This was the only thought in Zhu Ziqing's mind.

He still underestimated the difficulty of carrying 35,000 words in one go. Seventeen hours of non-stop writing exhausted his physical strength and energy. His whole body was sore and weak, and when he walked out of the examination room, he felt that his whole body was floating.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw five or six figures with excited faces surrounding him.

Who are they, are they going to rob me? Zhu Ziqing, who was dizzy and had no bright head, thought lazily.

Of course, these people are not robbers, and no one dares to rob them at the scene of the Essay Contest Competition. The people who came up were all authors who stuck to their posts. After waiting for so long, they finally caught the main master, how could they not be excited.

When these reporters who came around saw Zhu Ziqing's appearance at this time, they were all surprised. Is this still the high-spirited boy who is the first in the five rounds? This is a sick man.

I saw that Zhu Ziqing's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. Coupled with the figure that is shaky and unstable. If the lights are dimmed a little, the midnight zombies will be alive.

It's in a white sedan parked not far away. A girl was looking at Zhu Ziqing with tears in her eyes, if it weren't for a pair of powerful hands that pressed her shoulders in time, she would have rushed out long ago.

"You're going out now and you're only going to cause him trouble, do you know what I mean?" Tao Yingshuang said solemnly. It wasn't until the girl nodded faintly that she let go of her hands.

Then he looked at Zhu Ziqing with a blaming eye. As soon as I entered the examination room, it was more than ten hours, and I didn't consider the feelings of others? My precious niece was scared all day long, and I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

He really wanted to catch this stinky boy and beat him hard before he could relieve his anger. But when he saw his niece's look of pity, he knew that his idea would never come true.

Didn't he write articles in there? How did he become like this? After seeing Zhu Ziqing's current appearance clearly, this thought appeared in the minds of all reporters at the same time.

Doubts are doubts, and the interview still has to continue. I saw one of the reporters take out a voice recorder and aim it at Zhu Ziqing.

"Mr. Zhu. The Internet is saying that you came out so late because of grandstanding, do you have anything to defend?"

This time there was no scramble problem. There were two or three reporters on the scene. The free time of waiting has long been communicated. Whoever asks the question first and who asks what question has already been tacitly assigned. Lest you fight for me like last time, and no one will be interviewed in the end.

And Zhu Ziqing didn't come back to his senses until this time, and replied to the question: "It turns out that you are not robbers." I'll just say, the security in Pearl City shouldn't be that bad. ”

"......" The reporter stared wide-eyed, not understanding what he meant by this.

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Ziqing understood what he said. I want to slap myself in the mouth. But it's okay. He is not what he used to be. At least the thickness of the skin has increased a lot compared to before. This little embarrassment can be completely ignored by him.

"I didn't understand the question you asked just now, can you elaborate on it?"

"It is said on the Internet that you submitted the papers in advance in the last two rounds, and this round was deliberately late to submit the papers, which was deliberately to create a contrast to attract everyone's attention and sensationalize. I don't know what you think about this time. The reporter who asked the question decided to ignore the inexplicable remark just now.

"Create contrast, grandstanding?" Zhu Ziqing smiled, he really smiled. Even if his brain is not clear at this time, he knows that this question is funny:

"Isn't the attention of the first in the fifth round high enough?

Of course not, anyone with a little snack can think of this. Besides, he's a writer. is not an entertainment star, why do you want such a high degree of attention. The reporters understood this truth better, so they did not dwell on this issue and directly moved on to the next question.

"Have you been creating work in it all the time?"

"Yes, seventeen hours, except for eating and going to the toilet, it didn't stop for a moment. ”

"Seventeen hours straight, that's a long story?"

"Yes. Very long. How long it is, I can't tell you right now. Wait for the announcement of the organizing committee. ”

It's getting late. And looking at Zhu Ziqing's state, he can fall asleep at any time. The reporters were also afraid that he would pick on him, so they didn't delay too long on the same issue. Take the time to ask different questions.

"Some people say that you take several times longer than other people, and that's unfair to other players. There's also saying you're enjoying privileges. Do you have anything to explain about that?"

"I'm a bookwriter. You all know my details, eight generations of poor peasants, how can there be any privileges. If it's unfair, then I turned in so much time in the last two rounds. Wouldn't it be even more unfair? ”

"That's different, you handed in the paper in advance. ”

"Those people turned in their papers earlier than me today, did someone kick them out?"

"Although Wensai does not specify a specific time, everyone generally defaults to ......"

Some reporters are still ready to continue asking questions, but he has no chance.

"Alright, alright. This concludes today's interview. A sonorous voice interrupted the reporter's questioning. Then I saw a tall, unangry figure appear in front of Zhu Ziqing.

Zhu Ziqing, who was tired to death, suddenly saw Tao Yingshuang's figure, and his heart warmed. The spirit of forcibly fighting suddenly relaxed, and the whole person became shaky.

"Ziqing, are you okay. Tao Yingshuang's face changed abruptly, and he reached out to support Zhu Ziqing like lightning.

The reporters, who were still unwilling, suddenly didn't dare to speak when they saw this situation. They don't want the headline on the front page tomorrow to say something like 'Vicious reporter forced interview, Zhu Ziqing fainted on the spot'.

Of course, the main thing is that Zhu Ziqing has answered many of their questions, which is enough for them to write a long report.

At this time, the official personnel of Wensai who were still at the scene were also very eye-catching. Part of it separated Zhu Ziqing from the reporters, and part of it helped Tao Yingshuang move Zhu Ziqing to his car.

Tao Yingshuang's car was parked very skillfully, and it happened to be stuck in the middle of the light and shadow. Standing outside the car, you can only see the right half of the car. The left half is black and I can't see clearly.

Lin Bao'er hid in the shadows. Coupled with Tao Yingshuang's deliberate cover-up, others could only vaguely see that there was another person in the car, and it was not clear what it looked like.

Those who helped thought it were their friends and didn't think much of it. After putting Zhu Ziqing in the car, he turned around and left.

Zhu Ziqing didn't faint, but he was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers. So as soon as the car door opened, he knew who the person inside was. He doesn't see it with his eyes, he feels it with his heart.

"I'm sorry Bao'er for worrying you. Zhu Ziqing slumped on the seat like soft noodles, smelling the unique fragrance emanating from the girl's body, and said reproachfully.

"Don't talk, you need to rest now. Lin Bao'er exhaled like an orchid and said softly.

Zhu Ziqing wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a pair of fingers as warm as jade appear on his temples and rub them gently.

All the words were blocked back by this action. He only felt that his whole body was surrounded by something called warmth, and his tense spirit was completely relaxed. The whole person is like being in the clouds for a period of comfort, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

Zhu Ziqing fell asleep, but many people couldn't sleep. Fan Haolan is one of them.

This morning, he made a decision to 'unlimited time', in fact, he was under a lot of pressure. Although there is no time limit for the Wensai, sometimes it is a type of rule by default. His decision is to overturn this default unspoken rule.

There are benefits to breaking the rules, but there are also huge responsibilities to be taken along. Just like now, the media and the public don't approve of their decision. Especially on the Internet, it is simply a verbal criticism of them.

It's not that he doesn't want to explain, but he knows better that explanations are useless. There is only one solution to this problem -- Zhu Ziqing's works.

This world is based on success or failure. The higher the quality of this work, the less opposition there will be. On the other hand, it is an exaggeration to say that Wensai will be affected by this, but they will definitely not have good fruit to eat.

Fan Haolan didn't realize that they had unintentionally become grasshoppers on a rope with Zhu Ziqing.

After Zhu Ziqing handed in the papers, he rushed to Wensai's office with the people who escorted the test papers as soon as possible, which was a temporary rented venue.

At this time, the marking office is brightly lit. All the judges and their assistants are all there. Their purpose is self-evident.

Seeing the escort of the test papers at the door, several judges asked in unison:

"Finished the exam?"

"Handed in?"

"Where's the test paper?"

The people who escorted the test papers were taken aback by this formation. But before he could react, Fan Haolan, who was following behind, walked in and arranged:

"Immediately scan the test paper onto the computer, the sooner the better. ”

When several assistants saw the team leader coming, they immediately jumped up and started to work.

The answer sheets used for the competition are A3 size. And as a scanning paper, in order to scan clearly, the back is generally not written. In other words, an answer sheet can only write 1,200 words at most. And that's not even counting the empty spaces between paragraphs. More than 32 sheets of answer sheets were used for 35,000 words.

It also takes a little time to scan all these answer sheets onto the computer. Luckily, there's more than just one scanner in the office. The assistants quickly turned on all the few unused scanners.

Several people worked together, and the test paper was scanned in a short time. Then it was rearranged neatly according to the serial number and put into a special reading tool.

No one spoke and no one walked around the whole time. Everyone quietly watched a few people busy.

With a "Okay" sounded. Several judges and Fan Haolan, who had been sitting in front of the computer for a long time, couldn't wait to open the reading software. (To be continued......)