Chapter 291: Anger!

Hamburger doesn't know how many hardships Yang Fan has gone through on his writing journey, and he doesn't know that Yang Fan is no longer the chicken soup man in the mouth of the writer who participated in the same website in the last competition.

After all, he hadn't really come into contact with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan, who returned to the hotel, lay on the bed and sighed.

Because, it wasn't until Hamburger appeared and said something provocative that he understood why I was a novice writer who went from being a top writer to a second-rate writer in a short period of time.

That is, I am a novice in an unfamiliar environment, under the pressure of high pressure, because he wants to integrate into the new environment, and he has to be used as a weapon by his peers by the editor.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, because he was regretting and regretting his former opponent.

But regret is always just regret, he can't go to avenge me as a newbie, because they are just opponents who used to compete on the same stage, they are not even friends.

The competition started on the second day, and due to the care of the writer's body and the desire to create a fair and harmonious atmosphere, the competition time was from 1 pm to 6 pm every day.

At the same time, the daily statistical data time is also released at 0:00 the next day.

This seemingly fair and harmonious game time and atmosphere is actually more intense and strict than the last game.

Because, the five-hour allotted time test the writer's ability to withstand pressure and control time.

But fortunately, most of the writers who participated in the competition this time came prepared.

When the game officially started, Mr. Ma looked at the Internet writers who were crowded in the compartments, and he suddenly pointed to the dense crowd and said inexplicably to Li Fatzi:

"You see, don't they look like the students of the imperial examination in the past, and we don't look like emperors?"

After hearing this, the expression on Fat Li's face flashed with a hint of horror, and then he resumed his original expression and said in agreement:

"Yes, they are very much like the students who are going to school, they are all desperately trying to climb to the top. ”

Yang Fan was sitting in a small private room at this time, turned on the computer and began to write against time.

He had already chosen the urban system essay from the beginning, and he did a lot of work for the book he wrote.

This is a breakthrough attempt for him, because he has written three books, whether it is "Martial Arts and Heroes" or "Looking Up at the Stars" and "Daifuku is a Dog", the protagonists are all calm personalities and very mature types.

The protagonist of this book is a cheerful, humorous and optimistic character, and the theme of this book is also biased towards the light-hearted aspect of daily life.

This is undoubtedly a challenge to Yang Fan's writing skills and control, because most readers who follow in his footsteps are accustomed to the serious and passionate subject matter he writes.

Yang Fan tapped the keyboard, although he had tried to write a part of it before the competition, and he felt pretty good. But when I was really creating in this small space, I found that I actually began to think about following the feelings of my loyal readers.

Perhaps because of his worries and staying in a small space, when Yang Fan was typing on the keyboard, fine beads of sweat appeared inexplicably nervously on his hands, and it also made Yang Fan's originally calm brain appear a lot of embarrassment when he took the exam when he was a student.

The speed at which he was typing slowed down with the cranky thoughts in his brain.

Yang Fan finally started to get nervous.

And not far in front of him, the great god writer hamburger who started the Internet was full of lightheartedness, he was easily and freehand tapping on the keyboard, writing the web text of rebirth in high school with ten thousand layers of unchanged.

Not only that, but the hamburger also carries the plot routines and templates of his former "Fengshen Works", just adding some warm stories and well-known songs to it, so that those readers who once pursued his "Fengshen Works" will pay for him again.

Just because of this familiar template and those old routines, this great god writer is inversely proportional to Yang Fan's behavior of worrying about the reader's mood, he is getting faster and faster, and a confident smile appears on his face.

In the judges' seat, Wang Tianhe and the new editor-in-chief were chatting about this competition in a relaxed manner, why they said it was relaxed, because in this competition, the team of their participating writers has a super god sitting every day, and they have the confidence to advance into the top six.

In the chat, Wang Tianhe raised the question in his heart, that is, this game looks fair, but it does not achieve real fairness, because if you want to be truly fair, then each subject category must be unified with exam questions. For example, the city writes about rebirth, history writes alternate history, or travels together to a certain dynasty, because in this way can it be truly fair!

After listening to Wang Tianhe's questions, the new editor-in-chief didn't explain too much, he just pointed to the participating writers and asked:

"They don't look like the students who went to Beijing to take the exam before, and don't we look like the invigilators?"

This answer instantly answered the question in Wang Tianhe's heart. Because he remembered the history of the development of online literature from before to the present.

"No, we don't look like invigilators, we should look like emperors!" replied Wang Tianhe ambitiously after figuring it out.

At six o'clock in the evening, the bell rang for the end of the competition, and the participating writers were like students who had finished the exam, some of them showed regret on their faces, and some of them showed joy on their faces, and they went to their acquaintances one after another, telling their feelings about the competition, and looking forward to the results of the competition.

Yang Fan is a little depressed. Because on the first day, he didn't play well, and he only wrote 10,000 words in five hours. Because he is constantly revising to please the readers who have always liked to follow him.

It's just that for the profession of writer, the more you care about other people's feelings, the easier it is to lose yourself.

Hamburger looked at the depressed Yang Fan, with a sarcastic smile on his face, he was an old fritter after all, he could vaguely guess the reason why Yang Fan lost his soul.

He wanted to go up and taunt, but in full view of everyone, he held back.

When Yang Fan's new book "Invincible Teacher System" was released, those who had been looking forward to Yang Fan's new book showed a disappointed or angry expression on their faces after clicking on it.

Because in their hearts, the man who has always had persistence and persistence finally compromised to the "Xiaobai Shuangwen" that they had always looked down on in their minds.

They may be disappointed, or angry, or because they see that Yang Fan has stood in front of the stage from behind the scenes, and he is no longer the ordinary person like them.

They didn't want to pay for Yang Fan at first. They didn't want to support Yang Fan.

People are always selfish, especially many people who claim to have experience and depth, they are often more selfish.

And selfish people have a common problem, that is, when they see that everything is not what they want and expect, they want to criticize, they never think about others, they only think from their own point of view.

So, angry, they began to forget the introduction sentence: this is an attempt to break through themselves, they angrily said that Yang Fan forgot his original intention when he was rich, and they angrily said that Yang Fan had earned too much because of reality, and he couldn't even write a book.

Those angry people, with their selfish thoughts, want to destroy Yang Fan!