Chapter 992: An Unexpected Reversal
Winning the Sky Essay Contest?
Jiang Yan looked at the message sent by Xuan Yiran, and seemed to have an impression of this competition, as if Xuan Yiran had mentioned it before.
Come to think of it!
Won the Sky Essay Competition, which is jointly organized by the four major publishing houses, and invites all platinum writers to participate.
The Huaxia family has a clear hierarchy, V1 is a rookie writer, up to V5, and V5 is a writer with an annual income of 500,000 yuan.
Behind V5 is a long covenant, a great god, and a platinum-level writer.
There are a total of 50 platinum writers in China so far, and there is a lot of discussion about who is the most famous platinum writer.
After all, platinum-level writers have already reached the top, and there is no room to move forward.
The Winning Firmament Essay Contest was born, and the four words Winning the Firmament are obvious, whoever can win the championship of this contest is the first platinum writer, which is equivalent to the ancient Wenbi.
It is also worth mentioning that all platinum writers participating in the contest will not display their pen names, and it is up to readers to vote publicly online.
"The editor-in-chief means that you haven't released a new book for too long, and you can return to the reader's field of vision by winning the Sky Essay Contest."
Xuan Yiran explained.
"When does the tournament start?" Jiang Yan typed.
"The twenty-fifth, three days later."
October 25 is the day when the Writers' Association was established, and the annual Sky Essay Contest will start on this day.
Jiang Yan examined the rules of the game.
[Entries can be written on any topic!] 】
[Entries must be limited to 1,000 words!] 】
There are only two rules, Jiang Yan focuses on the second rule, a thousand words is inevitably too little, and it must be guaranteed to be interesting, otherwise why should readers vote for you.
"I'll send you the manuscript later."
Jiang Yan replied.
Seeing the word waiting, Xuan Yiran replied to the emoji.
"It's estimated that it's going to be stuck, and it was sent to you late at night on the 24th." Kong Feichi, who was watching from the side, said with a smile.
Every year, the Sky Essay Contest is extremely popular, after all, it is platinum-level writers who participate in it, the most famous group of writers.
The limit of 1,000 words is extremely harsh, and there is a fundamental difference between long and short stories.
Just because you write well in a long story doesn't mean you write well in a short story, and vice versa.
Coincidentally, all platinum writers are good at long stories, and very few are good at short stories.
"Last year, all the platinum writers in our editorial department were wiped out, and the top three were all other publishing houses, so I don't know what the situation will be this year."
Kong Feichi chatted with a few veteran editors.
"yes, who made the platinum writers of Xiaocao Publishing House amazing." An editor said.
He remembers very well that his own platinum writer devoured mountains and rivers last year and was full of confidence.
"What I wrote is awesome!"
"God, absolute god!"
"This year, I'm the platinum writer who won the sky!"
The people in the editorial department gave a thumbs up after reading the article written by Devouring Mountains and Rivers, admiring the brains and writing of Devouring Mountains and Rivers.
The result?
The article written by Devouring Mountains and Rivers is indeed very awesome, but the Platinum Seal Demon of Xiaocao Publishing House is even more awesome!
This is embarrassing, there is a difference between, a mountain is higher than a mountain, what can you do.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, it's not to go for the first place to let Lone Wine participate in the sky, it's just to return to the reader's field of vision." Kong Feichi said.
"Ah, so fast?"
Xuan Yiran's words attracted Kong Feichi's attention.
"Editor-in-chief, Lone Wine has written the entry article." Xuan Yiran said.
Kong Feichi: "??? ”
"Did we talk for ten minutes?" Kong Feichi looked at his watch, no more, no less, just eight minutes.
In other words, in eight minutes, Lone Wine wrote the entry article!
"He's not going to be perfunctory."
Kong Feichi frowned, although he didn't expect Lone Wine to get good results, he couldn't write too badly, you must know that all the participants were platinum-level writers.
What people are most afraid of is comparison, and as a platinum-level writer, isn't your writing bad a slap in the face for yourself and the publishing house?
"Send it to me, then delete it." Kong Feichi said.
All entries had to be kept hidden, and no one except the editors-in-chief of the four publishing houses knew who the authors of the articles were until the results of the competition were out.
"Uh-huh."
Xuan Yiran quickly sent it to Kong Feichi's mailbox, and then deleted the original file.
Back in the editor-in-chief's office, Kong Feichi showed that he lit a cigarette, then opened the mailbox and looked at the title of the article written by Gu Jiu.
The Prisoner
"The number of words is not excessive, just a thousand words."
Kong Feichi glanced at the number of words and began to read.
[In the dark night, I couldn't see my fingers, but there was a building with lights on, and behind the window, two men sat opposite each other, dressed in uniform clothes with identification numbers engraved on them. 】
Seeing this, Kong Feifei flicked the cigarette ash, the article is called "Prisoner", and the beginning of the description should be two prisoners in prison.
What is the lonely wine to write, the confession of the prisoner?
With curiosity, Kong Fei Chi continued reading.
[The long-haired man with a fierce face was the first to speak: "Why did you come here, if you don't want to say it, forget it." The short-haired man hesitated and replied, "No, I can say that." ”】
[Short-haired man: I used to be a bank clerk, I was still very enthusiastic about the work of the bank during that time, and the performance has been good, but I always felt that there was something unsatisfied, once I received an invitation from a colleague to a party, met the girl, and then married her, I was very happy at the beginning, but after a few years it was different. 】
Kong Feichi squinted, this short-haired man went to prison because he killed his wife?
Thinking that Gujiu had just finished writing "Sherlock Holmes", Kong Feichi realized that the next plot should be a short-haired man telling how he killed his wife, and he thought it would be seamless but was arrested and imprisoned.
[Short-haired man: After getting married, I found out that this woman is very lazy, she just lies on the sofa and watches TV every day, stretches out her clothes to eat, and does not wash the floor or mop the dishes, which is really disgusting!
The house I worked so hard to buy with a loan was made like this by her, and I couldn't stand it anymore that day! 】
Kong Feichi held his breath and concentrated, and naturally substituted into a short-haired man.
"Although, if I marry a lazy wife, divorce is enough, and I won't choose to go to extremes." Kong Feichi thought.
[Short-haired man: Looking at my wife lying on the sofa and the messy living room, my emotions finally exploded. I'm already obsessed with cleaning! 】
Kong Feichi: "??? ”
"Huh?" Kong Feichi was caught off guard by the reversal.
He thought that the short-haired man couldn't stand his wife's mistake and was arrested and imprisoned.
Kong Feichi had a smile on his face, this feeling is amazing, it's like watching a horror movie, the BGM with a weird atmosphere is in place, I thought there was a horror scene below, but who knew that suddenly a clown popped up on the screen and said with a smile.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, there are no horror scenes, and it's even funny!"
"So how the hell did the short-haired man end up in prison?"
Kong Feichi is even more curious!
(End of chapter)