Chapter 1: The Infatuated Heartbroken Man

China, Beijing.

The capital's large stadium, located in the southern part of the central area of ​​the Olympic Park, is now packed with people.

Today, this is no longer an arena where athletes sweat and fight, but a battlefield for creative young people from all over the country to test themselves.

"National Youth Story Innovation Competition"—Live broadcast of the top 100 elimination round.

This grand event was initiated by the official Chinese Federation of Literary and Art Circles and authorized to be co-organized by the three top domestic cultural media companies. It can be said to be of extremely high value.

It is said that the top ten contestants will not only share the tens of millions of dollars in grand prizes, but their entries will also receive sponsors’ publishing, comic adaptation, film and television adaptation and other IP incubation services and promotions.

Previously, the organizers invited aspiring young people from all over the country who love literary creation and film and television screenwriting to participate.

After three rounds of auditions, only the final 100 people are left and will soon compete for the top .

At this moment, in the stadium stage contestant seats, a young man in white sportswear suddenly stood up and looked around with a confused look on his face.

"Where is this?"

His name is Su Xinghe, a social animal who just graduated from his senior year. Every day, he is either exploited by his boss or brainwashed by the pancake boss.

Life is miserable.

My only hobby is going to the Internet cafe to play League of Legends with my brothers.

Not only that, I also slack off during work.

A hardcore player for more than ten years.

I remember that he received a call from his boss at two o'clock in the middle of the night, asking him to get up and work all night to revise the plan.

I rolled over in bed in a daze, and before I could reach the bedside lamp switch, I suddenly felt like I was falling rapidly.

Then, he completely lost consciousness.

"Falling off the bed?" Su Xinghe muttered to himself while touching his aching head. Then he showed a confused expression, "That's not right. This is obviously not my home."

Just when he was confused, a beautiful woman in a black suit suddenly walked over.

"Excuse me, contestant, do you have any questions?"

"Ah?" Su Xinghe scratched his head in confusion.

At this moment, the crane camera located in front of the stage happened to capture this scene.

It was projected onto the big screens in the stadium, causing the audience to sneer.

"Hahaha, is this guy still asleep?"

"No buddy, it's a game, why are you so confused, how about I take your place?"

"Su Xinghe? He seems to be a college student? I guess it's his first time standing on such a big stage. He's sweating a lot and wants to pee."

In addition to the live broadcast, this competition will also be broadcast live on major media platforms across the Internet.

At this time, netizens in major live broadcast rooms saw this funny scene and posted comments to make fun of it.

Story Creation Contest?

I am Su Xinghe, a sophomore student in the Screenwriting Department of Beijing Film Academy?
His head was aching and countless memory fragments flooded into his head, causing Su Xinghe to almost stumble and fall.

The beautiful lady in a suit next to him hurried forward to help him up, with a worried look on her face: "Classmate, are you okay? If you feel unwell, you can go down and rest first."

Su Xinghe covered his forehead with one hand and slowly pushed her arm away with the other hand: "It's okay, I'm fine, I just felt a little dizzy just now, I'm fine now."

Although he said that everything was fine, in fact, he was already in turmoil inside.

An indisputable fact.

He traveled through time!!
Yes, it is just like what is described in those online novels, traveling from Earth to a strange parallel world.

"Damn, God, should I say you are doing good things, or are you just pushing me from one hell of a pit to another?"

Su Xinghe was puzzled, but he quickly accepted the idea of ​​time travel.

I didn’t have the destiny to be the protagonist on Earth, so how can I not have it here? What a joke!

Where's the gold finger? Can you come out?!
Half a day passed and there was no movement.

The corners of Su Xinghe's mouth twitched and he wanted to curse.

However, in front of so many cameras, he finally held back.

The current situation is.

As a student of the Screenwriting Department of Beijing Film Academy, he was selected by the school to participate in this competition called "National Youth Story Innovation Competition".

In three rounds of auditions, he fought his way out of tens of thousands of contestants, and then made it to today's knockout round with the 100th place.

The most outrageous thing is that this guy died suddenly because he was too nervous before the game because he was carrying the glorious mission of the school.

So the mess was left to him.

"You can do it!"

Su Xinghe was speechless.

There is bad news and good news for him right now.

Bad news: no system to help.

Good news: Although IP in the entertainment field is popular in this parallel world, there is no game called League of Legends.

"There's still help!"

Thinking of this, Su Xinghe was overjoyed.

what does this mean?
This means that he can unscrupulously plagiarize the background stories of various heroes and create the League of Legends universe.

Although he had no creative experience in his previous life, he at least inherited his original body's scriptwriting skills.

And, innovation?
Innovation means being unconventional. Rune magic, the power of ascension, angels and demons, and void darklings, which one of them cannot be refreshing?
"I'm dying of laughter. The game hasn't even started yet and you're almost fainting? Are you so unconfident in yourself?"

"I just checked. This guy named Su Xinghe is the representative of the Beijing Film Academy. After three rounds of auditions, only three people from their entire school are left in the elimination round."

"Why is Beijing Film Academy so lame this year? I remember there were at least 10 last year."

"Alas, there are so many talented young creators in the country, how can their school take up all of them?"

"That's right. The last hope for Jingying should be the girl ranked 7th, right?"

"Qin Yiman is already a well-known female writer. The fantasy martial arts novel "The Alluring Sword Shadow" she published last year is now selling very well."

The audience noticed that Su Xinghe was frowning and covering his head, and thought that he must be nervous and stage fright.

These small details before the game often become the focus of their discussion. You have to find some fun, otherwise it would be boring to just eat melon seeds.

At this time, Su Xinghe sat back in the contestant seat, waiting for the host to come on stage and announce the start of the competition.

The beautiful lady in a suit next to him, well, should I call her the beautiful referee, also quietly retreated to the back after making sure that there was nothing wrong with him.

Three minutes later, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

As inspiring music sounded, host Sa Xiaoning entered from the backstage and waved his arms to greet the audience.

"Okay, everyone in the audience and online, I believe you can't wait."

"Now, I declare that the 14th National Youth Story Creation Competition - Top 100 Competition will now officially begin!"

"In the first round, the theme for the 64 contestants who will be selected from the 100 is... Please look at the big screen!"

At this moment, five huge words flashed on the big screens all over the stage.

【Infatuated Heartbroken Man】

Sa Xiaoning turned around and looked at the 100 contestants in the seats, smiling mysteriously:
“I believe everyone is familiar with these five words.”

"There is a poem that goes: A foolish heart hurts in vain, but deep love breaks one's heart."

"It is often used to describe those who are deeply in love, but due to various factors in reality, they cannot grow old together with their loved ones."

"So, what is the meaning of these five words in your heart? Please tell us slowly with a sad story."

(End of this chapter)