Chapter 33: Fairy Tales and Martial Arts (2)

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At the scene of the show, the formal competition also began.

The four fairy tale writers did not hold the pen for the first time, but thought for several minutes before holding the pen and starting it.

For their writers, they can write five or six thousand in an hour, and three or four thousand short essays in an hour, and if they take into account the quality, maybe the speed will drop a little.

This time the show is of great significance to their fairy tale writers, and if it is successful, it may be able to change people's perception of fairy tales, which is not much worse than martial arts novels.

The four fairy tale writers put pen to paper like a god, but they wrote casually and casually after a few strokes and never touched the pen again.

A group of Tianlong fans who are watching the official live video can't help but secretly worry about Zhang Yang, if you choose to write martial arts, you can casually copy a few paragraphs from Tianlong Babu to kill this group of fairy tale writers who don't know the height of the sky.

Xie Yang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this situation, and looked at the producer, as if asking, is this product really reliable?

The producer did not say anything, which means that the show will continue to be recorded.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

Xie Yang looked at the time and immediately said, "The time has come, please put down the pen in your hand, and we will ask the referee to score them one by one." ”

These judges are all selected by editors from some first-class publishing houses, and they are much better than those so-called old bookworms in terms of reading volume and vision.

Taking advantage of the time when the referee was scoring, Xie Yang secretly glanced at the flamboyant manuscript paper, and suddenly found that nothing was written on it, and looked at him with a strange face.

More than ten minutes later, the scores of the first four fairy tale writers had all come out, and each of them had a score of more than ninety.

Xie Yang felt that this publicity was too proud, and he didn't even bother to write it.

Finally, when Zhang Yang arrived, the referees were stunned when they saw his blank manuscript paper, and then Zhang Yang stood up, "Actually, I didn't write it because I had already memorized this content in my head, and I felt that this little time was not enough to unfold this wonderful story." ”

"Can you give me some time to tell this story?" Zhang Yang asked the host Xie Yang.

Xie Yang hurriedly asked the producer, who nodded slightly, and then replied: "Since Mr. Zhang asked, then let's listen to what wonderful stories are worth looking forward to." ”

"The story I want to tell is a fairy tale." Zhang Yang's first sentence stunned the Tianlong fans who were watching the live broadcast on the official website.

What about good martial arts stories?

Even the four fairy tale writers were stunned, and immediately looked at Zhang Yang angrily, subconsciously thinking that he was provoking them.

However, Zhang Yang ignored them and started to talk on his own.

"Once upon a time there was ......"

"There's a king!" When Xie Yang heard this, he subconsciously blurted out, and the surrounding staff all looked at him, and even the producer cast a puzzled look.

"Once upon a time there was a piece of wood."

Burst!

Some staff couldn't help laughing, and the producer almost laughed, Xie Yang was embarrassed at this moment.

The audience watching the video on the live broadcast on the official website was also laughed at the words that Xie Yang blurted out just now, and the barrage swept overwhelmed.

"Ahahahaha, this is the funniest host I've ever seen, there is no one!"

"I had a grass, I almost thought I was going to be the first person to choke to death by drinking water."

"No, let me be younger for a while."

“......”

"This piece of wood is not precious wood, it is the ordinary wood in the pyre, which is thrown into the stove and fireplace to make a fire for heating." The flamboyant voice continued to sound.

Because of a little joke just now, the atmosphere was set up, and everyone was a little interested in this fairy tale.

And the four fairy tale writers all looked at Zhang Yang with strange faces, with their experience in writing fairy tales for many years, even they couldn't bring the reader in at the beginning of the story like Zhang Yang.

They began to wonder if this Zhang Yang was really writing about martial arts, and why this fairy tale was even more slippery than what they wrote.

When Zhang Yang said that Antonio's old carpenter was going to use this piece of wood to make table legs, he heard the sound of this piece of wood begging.

"Don't cut me too hard!"

Talking wood? It's all cultivated.

Whether it is the people at the show or the people watching it live on the official website, they can't help but think.

Everyone is waiting for the follow-up of Zhang Yang.

"I see," Antonio said, clutching the wig on his head, with a smile, "I must have misheard the voice." I'm still **** alive. But when he slashed down again, the voice complained loudly. ”

"Alas! You cut me hard! ”

“......”

Immediately afterwards, the old carpenter Antonio carved the crying and laughing wood into a puppet, and at the same time was given life by the kind fairy, and the old carpenter happily took it as his son, and sold his shirt for him to go to school, and caused a series of troubles because the little puppet was playful.

At the end of the story, the little puppet, that is, Pinocchio, finally becomes a boy who is really honest, obedient, loves to learn, and can help his parents.

This story is neither long nor short, but it has left a deep impression on everyone's hearts, and there is a vague feeling that this fairy tale wants to reveal something.

After Zhang Yang finished talking about the whole Pinocchio, the whole show scene was silent, and everyone was intoxicated by the series of distress and its changes in the little puppet just now. The faces of the four fairy tale writers were extremely wonderful, they had never imagined that a fairy tale could be told in such a vivid way as Zhang Yang.

When it came to the final score, Zhang Yang didn't get any points, because the host had already said the rules before.

Within the allotted hour!

But the story of the show was told after this hour, and even if these judges wanted to give a perfect score, they couldn't do it, but anyone who watched the show would know who the real winner of this first competition was.

Looking at the expressions of everyone on the show, Zhang Yang's mouth curled, although he didn't get a score, his purpose was also successful.

"Damn, I've never thought a fairy tale was so moving!"

"I'm going to make up, and the nose will be lying?"

"I suddenly feel that this piece of wood is a good cow, where can I buy it?"

“......”