Chapter 6 Feast, Assassination
"Ahem. Keep your voice down. What if this isn't the direction the plot is heading?"

"How could it not be? Think about it, if the protagonist could do whatever he wanted, how boring would that be? Su Dada would definitely create obstacles for Viego, making him stumble here, and then wake up."

"That's right, it's time to kill the paranoia and violence in Master Buddha. His personality is too extreme."

"But there is one thing I like, that is, he is not so stupid as to ignore Isolde's words, and he is also very courageous and decisive, and has not become a puppet of the generals and ministers."

"He has the spirit of a king, but unfortunately he is a love-brained person."

"I am now afraid that he will hear a rumor halfway through the campaign that Isolde is ill in the palace, and he will hastily lead his army back, and then be ambushed by the enemy and captured alive."

"Hahaha, the God of War thing again, huh?"

The audience was talking about it with great interest and speculating on the subsequent plot.

It can be seen that the story of Viego written by Su Xinghe has successfully attracted them.

"Kalista, this great general is actually a female character. This is a bit unexpected for me." Liu Ciping touched his chin suspiciously.

"Princess, Viego's niece, that means she is the daughter of the old king's eldest son. Moreover, they grew up together, which means he is about the same age as Viego."

Chen Kaige speculated secretly: "This must be a key figure."

Mr. Jin also nodded and praised: "The characters are well-developed, with flesh and blood, and the story is about to reach a turning point."

to here.

It was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

Su Xinghe did not continue writing, but gestured to the beautiful referee behind him, indicating that he wanted to take a break.

After getting permission, he was led by the referee to the temporary lounge on the side of the stage.

The lounge is equipped with sofas, drinks, snacks, etc. for the players to adjust their condition. At the same time, there is a large-screen TV on the wall that broadcasts the live event.

Su Xinghe lay on the soft sofa and moved his neck and wrists.

Then, I went to the dining area to get some cakes and drinks, and while enjoying the food, I watched other contestants’ creations.

Since the official live broadcast channel had been staying on him just now, at this time, after the camera rotation, each player could only be given about thirty seconds.

Originally, whoever was more popular would be watched, but without Su Xinghe, the big shot, the popularity of other people’s live broadcast rooms was about the same, so the carousel mode was activated.

"Ah? This person named Zou Kaiyu, ranked 27th, has only written four lines in such a long time. Is he creating characters?"

"Pfft, this Qi Kai ranked 82nd, the writing is very good, but the story is so clichéd."

"What can I say about these contestants? Actually, some of them wrote okay, but compared with Su Dada's story, it feels like something is missing."

"Yes, it lacks that sense of haziness and mystery."

"It's also possible that they are not good at this type of emotional subject matter."

"Hey, wait, this is good!"

"Qin Yiman? Female contestant?"

"She's very strong, and her storyline has already been developed quite a bit."

"I've even thought of a name for it: Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water. Looking at its outline, it tells the same story of a prince and a commoner girl falling in love."

"She seems to be from Beijing Film Academy as well, and she is an alumnus of Su Dada's."

"Really! Who was the first to say that Beijing Film Academy was lame this year? These two great guys have already reserved the top ten spots in advance."

"Don't be impatient. It's too early to say that now. We're not even a third of the way through the competition. Who knows who will collapse later."

"Su Dada, why don't you write an outline? I feel like there are ants crawling in my heart. I really want to dig your brain open to see what the next plot is like."

Su Xinghe, who was wiping his mouth after finishing his cake, saw this comment and the corners of his lips curled up.

Outline?

Even dogs don’t need that thing!
How could you possibly know where the plot is going in advance?

The footage continues to rotate.

The top ten players at the back are also gradually beginning to show their talents.

Their live broadcast room was not very popular before.

One reason is that they spent too much time on the outline, and the other reason is that the camera was always on Su Xinghe, so they didn’t get much exposure.

Now that the story is out, everyone can naturally tell the quality. With the strength of these people, the plot conception and writing skills are absolutely impeccable.

The story is exciting.

Even the four judges were optimistic about them.

The competition became fierce.

Soon, the popularity caught up with Su Xinghe’s live broadcast room.

"So curly?"

Seeing that he was about to be overtaken by contestant No. 1, Su Xinghe sat up from the sofa in shock.

They've only rested for a few minutes, without even giving people time to catch their breath. Even the donkeys in the production team don't work so hard, right?
Su Xinghe quickly poured the remaining drink in the cup into his mouth and hurried back to the contestant seat.

Keep writing:

【Feast of Wu】

"So what if I insist on doing it my own way?"

"I, Viego, will prove—"

"I will become a wise and powerful king for Queen Isolde!"

""Santoras! You dare to secretly keep the magic holy artifact - Saint Michael. Today, the royal family of Kamavia officially declares war on you traitors!""

"He kept his promise."

"The emperor leads the army in person."

"Under the leadership of General Kalista."

"We easily defeated the Santoras army with just a group of civilians."

"Ledros, Kalista's capable lieutenant, even cut off the head of King Santoras in the midst of thousands of troops."

"This fierce and long-distance campaign."

"A great victory."

"At the celebration banquet, he was so proud and ecstatic that he got drunk."

"Although I was unable to personally fight the enemy, I was excited about the victory in the battle."

"But now."

"Inside the royal family, a conspiracy planned by spies from the enemy country and a treacherous secret party is quietly unfolding."

"A sharp dagger flew out of the air, as fast as a flash of light, and pierced his neck."

"Fortunately, General Kalista was alert and used her spear to knock the cold dagger away."

"But, it scratched the queen's arm."

"In a rage, he rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, slashed the assassin to pieces with his sword."

"However, the dagger is coated with a deadly poison."

"Isolde quickly fell into a coma and was in critical condition."

The assassin strikes.

But they were all knocked to the ground by Kalista's spear.

There was a raging fire in Viego's eyes. He was violent and crazy. He chopped off their heads with the sword in his hand, and then chopped their bodies into eight bloody pieces.

"Viego, I I."

Isolde's weak, painful voice came.

Viego knelt in front of her, blood oozing from the wound on her white and slender arm, and the black poison spread like a venomous snake.

At this moment, Isolde's originally gentle face turned as pale as paper. The pain and weakness made her fall powerlessly in Viego's arms.

The breath of life is like a candle flame that is about to go out, flickering.

(End of this chapter)