"You kid, I can tell you, although this Writers' Cup Literary League is the first one, its influence should not be underestimated, not to mention the organizer of the Provincial Department of Education, just the China Education Daily, which hosted the competition, can also see the importance of the competition!"

Lin Ziming listened to Ye Bufan's request for benefits, so he had to point out the official nature of the competition.

Ye Bufan was overjoyed when he heard it.

Of course, he knows what the Provincial Department of Education is, and the editorial department of the Luoyi No. 1 High School where he is located is a magazine affiliated to the Provincial Department of Education.

This is not without saying that there is absolute jurisdiction over educational institutions such as schools and training courses.

One of the newspapers directly under the Provincial Department of Education, China Education Daily, in addition to having a strong circulation in the province, is also not to be underestimated in China, and its strength is quite strong.

With such a host and organizer, the prize money of the competition will definitely not be less!

"Mr. Lin, what is the prize for the first place, is there 10,000?" Ye Bufan's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a small amount of money in front of him.

"The prize money is not only 10,000 yuan, the principal personally spoke, who can win the championship for the school this time, in addition to the competition bonus, the school will award 10,000 yuan alone!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true! However, compared to the prize money, the fame accumulated in this literary league is the most important! Lin Ziming said earnestly.

"I want the name, the money, and the money, I participate in this cup league, if it's okay, I'll go back and prepare!" After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he was ready to get up and say goodbye.

Lin Ziming saw that Ye Bufan agreed to participate in the competition and would not keep him anymore, so he nodded and said, "Well, go back and prepare well, the competition will start next week, and I will inform you when the time comes!" ”

……

It was not time to go to bed now, but Ye Bufan still returned to the dormitory early.

High school doesn't seem to have much extracurricular recreation, except for going for a walk in the playground and playing ball, more people choose to nest in the dorm room and read magazines.

Ye Bufan, who returned to the dormitory, opened his notebook, boarded QQ, and then clicked on the website of the Literary Alliance, ready to wander around the Internet.

Seeing the QQ in the lower right corner, Ye Bufan thought about it, directly clicked on Wang Zhong's avatar, and sent a message to the past.

"I've read your new book, the rhythm is very good, the sentences can be smaller, but the story must be compact, although Xiaobaiwen is rampant now, but it's useless to be boring!"

Wang Zhong, who was saving the manuscript in the codeword, saw his QQ flash, opened it and saw that it was the message sent by Ye Bufan.

The master is worthy of being a master, and in just a few words, he said the key points of the online article.

A few years ago, especially some new gods relied on Xiaobaiwen to ascend to the top, Xiaobaiwen did spring up like mushrooms after a rain, almost dominating the entire online literature, but it was always those few people who were popular, and the book that followed the trend and played white did not become popular.

In the past two years, online writers seem to have realized this, and the focus of research is no longer on how to write Xiaobaiwen's writing, but on how to use particularly white and easy-to-understand words to write compact, exciting, and immersive stories.

As Ye Bufan said, it is definitely not okay to be boring in vain.

"Master, I think you can choose to write online articles, how much fame you can accumulate in the school's school magazine! From the perspective of only boring insight, your achievements in the online article must be limitless! ”

When Ye Bufan saw the news sent by Wang Zhong, the corners of his mouth smiled unconsciously.

In his previous life, Ye Bufan also studied online literature, especially those popular online novels, which are now even more familiar.

Take the particularly hot "Breaking the Sky" in the previous life, for example, how many people disdain the divorce bridge, and how many people scoff at "Don't bully the poor youth", and then criticize the writing of "Dou Po" as white as water, while using words that they think are whiter to follow the trend.

Without exception, there are very few followers who can follow the trend!

"The time in high school is a bit tight, and when I have time, I will definitely write a few online articles! By the way, big apprentice, where is the recommendation for the new book you said, let me take a look? ”

There are so many classic online novels in his mind, of course Ye Bufan will not waste them in vain, but his life in high school is indeed a little nervous, and it is feasible to write some short stories and submit them to magazines.

Seeing Ye Bufan asking him about the things recommended by the small topic, Wang Zhong's face couldn't help but darken.

Sighing helplessly, Wang Zhong typed in the chat box: "I was robbed by a platinum author called the Demon King, the Demon King is the author of one group, and the editor of our seven groups has nothing to do!" ”

"Demon King, platinum writer? I'll take a look at some new book he opened! ”

Ye Bufan obviously didn't have a good impression of this demon king who had seized the recommended position of his apprentice, and Wang Zhong's new book was also bothered to guide him!

It is equivalent to indirectly slapping yourself in the face, which is naturally unbearable!

Clicking on the link sent by Wang Zhong, it was the Demon King's new book "Son of the Demon World", and Ye Bufan read it seriously.

"Son of the Demon World" is also a new book, the content of fifteen chapters, in less than an hour, Ye Bufan finished reading everything.

The protagonist deliberately pretends to be forced, and the murderous and aggressive spirit throughout the text, coupled with Xiaobai's writing and structure, is also at the level of the middle and upper levels.

Compared with Wang Zhong's "Buddha is the Way", at least in terms of system setting and story structure, "Buddha is the Way" is far better than the demon king's "Son of the Demon World".

"Apprentice, I see that your "Buddha is the Way" and "Son of the Demon Gate" are both on the list of new books, you should update it and strive to squeeze it down!"

"Well, I robbed my small topic recommendation, I will definitely fight against it on the new book list, and I will break out two more changes later, and then promote it in the readership. It's just that I don't have enough confidence in the new book list, and the Demon King has many more fans than me. ”

"Don't worry, I'll write a few plots of "Buddha is the Way" when I go back, you can refer to it, and when the time comes, you will definitely blast that demon king to the scum!"

"Haha, with your support master, I'm more motivated, isn't it a platinum author, what's the big deal!"

"That's right, what platinum, gold, kneel in front of the torrent, don't talk to you, I'll pass you some plot bridges for your reference tomorrow, I have nothing to write casually before."

Ye Bufan has full confidence in Wang Zhong and "Buddha is the Way", such a trend-setting novel, if even a "Son of the Demon World" can't be exploded, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous.

Turning off the QQ chat box, Ye Bufan went to the crazy door fan group again, then went to the Internet casually, turned off the computer and fell asleep.

School life is basically a state of dots and lines, very calm and simple.

A week passed quickly!

Monday, eight o'clock in the morning.

Ye Bufan ate breakfast and did not go to the classroom, but went directly to the editorial office building.

Yesterday, I received a notice that all the contestants gathered in the editor-in-chief office on the second floor, and together with the leading teachers, they took the car arranged by the school to Deng City, the provincial capital.

Walking into the editing room, there were already a dozen people waiting there.

Ye Bufan smiled, came directly to Lin Ziming's side, found a vacant seat and sat down quietly.

Lin Ziming, Zhou Shan, Zhang Hongguang, Sun Qingshan and other teachers from the editorial department almost all came here.

Waiting for the personnel to arrive one after another, Sun Qingshan stood up and coughed lightly.

"This time the Provincial Department of Education held a literary league, there are a total of three places in this school, namely Xu Shang in the second class of high school, Zhou Qiuming in the second class of high school, Zhou Qiuming in the second class of high school, and Ye Bufan in the seventh class of high school.

Ye Bufan's eyes flashed, he was still quite impressed by the name of "Xu Shang" just now, his grades were very good, he was a top student in high school, a resident writer on the literary page of the school newspaper, and he was also a protégé of Principal Zhao Qiyuan.

It's just that Ye Bufan only heard his name, but didn't know his person, and now it seems that the gentle and elegant college boy should be Xu Shang, who is famous in the school newspaper department.

As for how Zhou Qiuming got the third place, it is estimated that his uncle Zhou Shan secretly worked hard, or Zhou Qiuming's sycophant poems moved the school leaders.

Anyway, it had nothing to do with him, Ye Bufan didn't bother to think about it, retracted his gaze, and continued to listen to Sun Qingshan arrange the game.

"Although it is the first Writers' Cup, because it is sponsored by the Provincial Department of Education, the process of the competition is all in accordance with the regular competition, and at the same time, in order to ensure the fairness and justice of the competition, all the content and form of the competition are confidential, and you can only get the content of the competition when you arrive at the competition venue!"

Everyone did not feel unbelievable because of Sun Qingshan's words, the literary league is not a sports competition, and confidentiality must be particularly important.

Otherwise, if someone with a heart cheats with the content of the game that he knows in advance, then the game will be meaningless.

After Sun Qingshan finished speaking, the editor-in-chief of several sections spoke two more briefly, but they mostly talked about literary things, which can be regarded as a simple pre-game training.

Leaving the editorial office building, Ye Bufan returned to the dormitory and took two changes of clothes, said goodbye to Wang Jun, Chen Minjie and others, took a notebook and clothes, and left the dormitory and walked towards the school gate in the envious eyes of everyone.

The car arranged by the school was parked at the school gate, which was also the place where they gathered.

After getting into the car, Ye Bufan found that in addition to the three contestants and the two leading teachers, many people also came to the car.

But they all look more faceted.

Luoyi City is not far from the provincial capital Deng City, and the bus travels for more than an hour before entering the boundary of the provincial capital Deng City.

After another half hour, the car finally stopped.

Ye Bufan got out of the car with everyone, and when he looked up, he saw a 30-story building, on which six large bronzing characters were pasted with golden tiles, China Education Newspaper.

This is the venue for the Writers' Cup Literary League!