Looking at the cooking rain that was not fooled, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Just like Qingfeng's analysis, Yang Fan just wanted to provoke Boiling Rain, make him lose his mind, and take the initiative to attack himself in front of everyone, so as to achieve the effect of the collapse of Boiling Rain's writer.

It's just that all of this was recognized and resolved by the writer called Qingfeng.

Thinking of the last sentence of the Qingfeng writer, Yang Fan, who was covered by the book with an expression on his face, couldn't help but sneer and whispered: "I don't just have two brushes. ”

High-speed rail, soon to SH.

Yang Fan looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help but remember that he once had a great longing for this city.

Not only because the city was the economic center of China, but also because the most desired company at that time was in SH.

At that time, he also applied for the position of cleaner in order to enter that company, although he was brushed off in the second round, but for him at that time, it was the closest to his dream.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but start to rejoice, glad that he was fortunately eliminated.

Otherwise, his life may have changed because of his humility at the beginning.

The high-speed train arrived at the station soon, Yang Fan still carried his big schoolbag for the exam, and walked slowly to the end of the carriage, while the one who got off in front of him was the breeze and boiled.

Qingfeng and Shuizhu were carrying a lot of heavy luggage, Yang Fan looked at the struggling appearance of these two people, and couldn't help but take a hand, easily carrying their luggage and sending them off the train.

Seeing Yang Fan leave in a relaxed and chic manner, Shui Shui turned his head to Qingfeng in confusion and asked, "This... It's also... His trap?"

"I think... Should... Isn't it...?" Qingfeng recalled Yang Fan's sincere eyes when he helped them carry their luggage, and said uncertainly.

"What kind of person is he?" Because of Yang Fan's habitual kindness, Qingfeng, a person who is very confident in his judgment, fell into confusion and non-stop thinking.

Yang Fan took a taxi to the agreed meeting place on xx.com. only to find that there was no one else except for a cute-looking girl.

"Hello, I'm the writer of xx.com, Luna, are you also a writer of xx.com?"

Yang Fan carefully looked at the smiling girl in front of him, he hesitated, stretched out his hand and said: "I am a writer of xx.com, and my pen name is I Fan Fan." ”

The girl couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard that the person in front of her was actually the newcomer king of xx.com this year, and she was naughty and cute, and she also learned from Yang Fan and looked at him repeatedly.

Then she said a little excitedly: "You are I Fanfan, I didn't expect you to be so handsome!"

Hearing the evaluation of the moon god, Yang Fan was stunned, because in his life, the word handsome had never appeared.

"Handsome?" Yang Fan asked repeatedly as he looked at the girl uncertainly.

"Hmm!"

"Where's the handsome?"

"The boy who writes seriously is the most handsome!"

After listening to the Moon God's evaluation, Yang Fan was a little crying and laughing, but he began to seriously evaluate the Moon God for the first time in his heart.

That evaluation is optimistic, off-line, serious, and punctual.

Since the game is going to be tomorrow, there is not much time left for them to discuss.

Therefore, the time left for xx web writers to agree on the content of the writing is less than 24 hours.

So, in order to save time, professional editors and writers set the time at half past one o'clock today.

As a result, it's a little bit now, except for Yang Fan and this girl called the moon god. The other four have not yet arrived.

Yang Fan took out his mobile phone, and after sending peace to Lan and his family and friends, he began to calculate the time and wait for the arrival of others.

At 1:12, the third writer arrived, the third writer was named Feng Xue, who looked to be in his thirties, had a simple appearance, and didn't talk much.

Through a short period of contact and searching the data of his book, Yang Fan gave a pragmatic, punctual, honest, and hard-working evaluation.

At 1:30, the fourth writer, Siyu, arrived, and contrary to the third writer, this writer has been chattering since he arrived.

Siyu, the language narration ability is very good, and through the content of the active chat after he saw the moon god.

Yang Fan gave Siyu an evaluation for the first time, punctual, rich in knowledge and quick in thinking.

The agreed time has come, and only four of the six agreed writers have arrived.

Yang Fan thought about the information given by the system before, and then compared his own evaluation, and began to plan to assign the work of four people, including himself, in the battle of the six parts.

"Xiao Fanfan, you also come to us to discuss the content of realistic themes. The moon god looked at Yang Fan, who seemed to be "sullen". The naturally familiar moon god has added a small word in front of the name of everyone except Fengxue.

Hearing this title, Yang Fan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Your name is Fanfan, I am Fanfan, Yang Fan can do it, don't add a small word!"

"Small is a cute attitude!"

Looking at the moon god who was pouting and unconvinced, Yang Fan felt a sense of weakness in his heart.

"Forget it... Call it whatever you like... That's right... Tell us what kind of realistic subject matter you think we should write about to win the competition. ”

"I think that the meaning of reality is to write about human suffering, and the six of us who write the story of the struggle of six people living at the bottom will definitely have a good result. "First of all, it's about Fengxue, and his proposal is quite in line with Yang Fan's pragmatic evaluation of him.

"Wouldn't it be too boring to write like that? When you look at the bottom, I don't think the reader will be interested in it. Why don't we write the stories of six civilian stars in one person? It's also entertainment? Six civilian stars finally got a combination and became the best group in the world!" retorted to the moon god, who was optimistic and didn't like this kind of subject matter that sounded tragic.

However, the theme proposed by the moon god is much stronger in continuity, creativity and entertainment than that of Fengxue.

"How's it going? Isn't my subject matter good?" said Luna proudly, looking at everyone's thoughtful looks.

"Well, that's great, we can extend the six themes to a combination of 42, 33, 51. Yang Fan said casually while thinking.

"Xiao Fanfan?42,33,51?What does it mean?" the moon god asked Yang Fan curiously.

"It's a combination of four people and two people at the same time, or two trios on one side, or five people on one side and a genius on the other side, and so on six people who are assigned six books. ”

"Hey, this kind of writing in different camps is full of conflict" Siyu listened to Yang Fan's whimsical ideas, and couldn't help but praise excitedly.

"Still entertaining, still divided into camps? If you write like this, maybe we will be eliminated in the first round!" a sudden voice interrupted their discussion.

At 2:55, Noah and the fourth effort writer arrived.