Chapter 2 Beauty is also a disaster

"A lovelorn person? That's just writing about the feelings between a man and a woman. If you take it to a higher level, it's love."

"Besides, it's a tragic love story."

Seeing the topic, Su Xinghe frowned.

Although this is not a strange topic, it is still difficult to stand out from so many talented competitors.

There is no shortage of tragic love stories similar to "The Butterfly Lovers" in this world, and I'm sure everyone understands the emotional tone.

Therefore, it is difficult to have much innovation in the core of the story.

"The key to this topic is how to gradually lay out the protagonist's 'infatuation' and 'heartbreak' emotions, so that people can feel his despair and grief as if they were there."

"But, speaking of infatuation, it must be my pure love warrior Buddha!"

Su Xinghe made up his mind immediately.

But he soon fell into deep thought again.

The story behind Viego is indeed a love tragedy that turns to revenge and destruction because of the inability to accept the death of a loved one.

But if we copy it exactly as it is, wouldn’t it be a bit too dark?

"Whatever. At most, we can just adapt it a little bit and focus on his love story with Isolde."

After figuring it out, Su Xinghe began to plan and prepare in his mind.

According to the competition rules.

This round of competition lasts for three days.

From 8:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. every day, you can ask the referee next to you for permission to eat or go to the toilet at any time.

As for the story content, there is no limit on length. If you cannot finish it in this round, you can continue writing in the next few rounds.

But in general, most contestants still choose short stories.

Because if you can't write an ending in this round, it means that this is an incomplete work. If the judges and the audience are not optimistic about the follow-up, you will face the risk of elimination.

at this time.

Jury seat.

The four big-name judges who had already taken their seats were communicating with each other and discussing this topic.

Being able to serve as judges for such an official national competition, their abilities and qualifications are naturally beyond doubt.

The first one is Liu Ciping, a famous contemporary science fiction writer and one of the leading Chinese science fiction writers. His representative works include "The Wandering Earth" and "Lucy".

Second, Jiang Tao, a well-known screenwriter, his representative works include the TV series "Emperor Wu of Han" and "Drawing Knife", and the movie "Blue Lovers".

Third, Chen Kaige, a famous director, one of the representatives of the fifth generation of Chinese directors, winner of the Palme d'Or, his representative works include "Farewell My Concubine" and "Legend of the Cat Demon".

The fourth one is Jin Hong, the most important figure in the whole venue and the founder of modern martial arts novels. Everyone who comes here has to respectfully address him as Grandpa Jin.

"Mr. Jin, what do you think?"

Chen Kaige turned to look at Mr. Jin beside him and asked with a smile.

Liu Ciping and Jiang Tao also looked over, waiting for the boss's first comment.

Mr. Jin looked towards the stage, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "The emotions conveyed by the infatuated heartbroken person are deep and sad, and there is bound to be some kind of insurmountable barrier between the two."

Chen Kaige nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Jin is indeed a master-level figure, he hits the nail on the head, the so-called lovesickness is nothing more than this."

"Big Liu, what do you think?" Jiang Tao asked Liu Ciping with a smile.

"Pure love, infatuation." Liu Ciping's answer was very concise, and this was his understanding of these five words.

Chen Kaige also nodded in agreement:

"Everyone understands it pretty much the same, but this topic is neither difficult nor easy."

"There are too many clichéd tragic love stories. I think for this group of young creators, as long as they can write something slightly new, they can stand out from the crowd."

"It's just this little new thing, I'm afraid they will have to rack their brains to figure it out!"

Jiang Tao glanced at the contestants on the stage who were frowning and thinking hard, and smiled:
"This is normal. At their age, most of the world they are exposed to is from books. They lack life and emotional experience, so they probably can't write any profound love stories."

The judges' microphones are all connected to the live broadcast room, so what they say can be clearly heard by everyone through the live speakers.

Hear four experts comment on the topic.

The audience also started talking.

"This is a good one. I think the most suitable theme is reality. The poor male protagonist and the rich female protagonist love each other, but they are blocked by the female protagonist's father, the chairman of the board. Even though the two are deeply in love, it's a pity that they can never be together because of the class gap."

"Bullshit, ancient stories are YYDS. Just think about it, when the country was in crisis, the elegant and weak scholar resolutely gave up his pen and joined the army for love, experienced the flames of war, but eventually died unexpectedly on the way home, while his fiancée at home waited for him until the end of time. How tragic and touching."

"In fact, the term 'secret love during adolescence' is the most appropriate. Think about the yearning, longing and pain when you first fall in love. I think this is the most perfect answer to this question."

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Everyone spoke eloquently and non-stop.

Their eyes were filled with excitement, wishing they were the ones competing on the stage, wanting to write down the poignant love story in their hearts for everyone to see.

The one hundred contestants were all deep in thought, constructing the outline of a story in their minds.

The players' seats are high-tech desks and chairs, with a 24-inch touch-screen computer embedded on the table.

Contestants can use a special stylus pen to write, draw, and modify on the computer screen.

The most different thing about this world is that artificial intelligence technology is very advanced.

All you need to do is put on a helmet that contains external brain-computer interface technology, and AI can automatically extract text paragraphs and combine them with the images in the contestants' minds to generate plot animations.

Although it's not as good as the super cool effects produced by animation and film and television studios, it can still be about 40% to 50% effective.

In addition, each contestant will have a miniature camera on their desk that can directly shoot their faces and the writing on their computers into the live broadcast room.

There are 100 live broadcast rooms in total.

Generally speaking, if a contestant's live broadcast room is popular, the director will switch the camera to him for the judges and audience to comment and discuss.

About ten minutes later.

Someone started to pick up the pen.

Of course, you don’t write the main text directly, but instead write an outline of the story in your mind.

In the following time, the contestants started this step one after another, except Su Xinghe at the end who was staring at one place in a daze.

This kind of behavior that stood out from the crowd naturally could not escape the sharp eyes of the audience on the stage.

"Hey, what's that kid doing?"

"Is your brain a mess? You can't think of anything at all?"

"I thought if I could make it into the top 100 in the country, I wouldn't be unable to come up with a story, right?"

"Who can say for sure? Looking at his stupid look, he is obviously a fake. He must have paid for this spot."

The director backstage seemed to have noticed Su Xinghe's abnormal condition and quickly cut the screen.

His expression is dull and he occasionally scratches his ears and cheeks.

The computer screen was blank, without a single word.

At this time, the number of viewers in his live broadcast room rose to 3, with barrages of comments.

"Hehehe, you're sweating again, little brother."

"Oh, this guy named Su Xinghe is so stupid. He can't think of anything else, so he just uses those old stories without changing the skin."

"The one above, you are so smart!"

"You really made Beijing Film Academy proud. Now people all over the country will remember your school. Oh, and there's also a silly student."

Jury seat.

Jiang Tao looked at the confused face on the screen and the contestant's personal information next to it, and smiled at Chen Kaige:
"Director Chen, from Beijing Film Academy, I'm your junior."

Chen Kaige's expression froze, looking a little embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted himself and smiled with relief:
"I've graduated for so many years, it's rare to meet my alma mater's juniors in this kind of occasion. Su Xinghe is a good name."

Jiang Tao continued to tease:
"Looking at his helpless look, I'm afraid he has encountered some difficulties in his idea."

Liu Ciping, who was standing by, held a different view: "Could it be that he thinks more deeply than others?"

Mr. Jin agreed and echoed:
"Indeed, this topic is difficult because it is so simple. If you think superficially, it will be hard to write something that touches people's hearts. I just read the outlines written by others, and the stories are all very ordinary."

Just when everyone was laughing and talking about Su Xinghe, he finally prepared to start writing.

That's right.

At this time, Su Xinghe had already figured out how to start.

The story fragments about Viego and Isolde in my mind were scattered before, and it was difficult to connect them together.

That's why it took so long.

He took a deep breath, then picked up the pen and started writing directly in the text column.

[Chapter 1: In the end, the king dreamed of a butterfly. She was both a beauty and a calamity]

[I. Deceased Wife]

"He dipped his dead wife into the water of life."

"She stood up."

"But it turned into a dark and furious ghost."

"In pain and anger, in the confusion and bewilderment of being stripped of death."

"She took the dark green sword and stabbed him through the heart."

(End of this chapter)