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The quality of these two books can be guaranteed. In addition to this "Gulliver's Travels", the publication of three high-quality works is enough to make the top three of the awards worthless.

"Our fantasy adventure is going perfectly, it depends on how Dream Chaser accepts the move.

Literary king competition, hum, what a big tone.

With such a high award, if there are no outstanding works, let's see how they end up! "

The editor-in-chief of Fantasy Adventure sneered.

This time, their Wenchuang Forum has already taken the lead, and they are invincible.

On the other side, the editorial department of Chasing Dream Literature.

Everyone is very busy.

This time, the Million Cash Literary King Contest has attracted countless writers.

Faced with such a luxurious reward, even a writer without confidence can't help but want to try his luck.

The manuscripts they received these days have piled up.

But to be honest, there are not many excellent works.

Even if it was just works on the passing line, only a few were found.

If it is some small competitions, the strength of these works can get a good ranking.

But in a million-dollar competition, if a work of this level wins an award, it would not be a shame.

So they seem to be busy, but they are all nervous and sweating profusely.

The editor-in-chief was right there in the office, yelling non-stop.

"Not yet, at least find out a work that has the strength to win an award!

With so many works, I don't believe there is none of them. "

He was under too much pressure.

Even if he is the editor-in-chief, if he messes up this kind of thing, he still has to bear a lot of responsibility.

After yelling at the editors, he looked at the editors around him.

"As for the things you are asked to do, there are so many excellent writers in our Datang State, so no one is willing to participate.

One million cash rewards, and so many other rewards, no one is tempted? "

The faces of several editors were not very good-looking, and one editor stood up and said:

"Editor-in-Chief, in the past few months, all major platforms have called for essays, and many well-known writers have participated.

Everyone wants to win the million-dollar prize, but they have no new entries.

There are so few good writers to be found these days. "

Seeing the editor-in-chief's ugly face, the editor-in-chief shut up and stood back silently.

Fortunately, an editor-in-chief said:

"I have contacted Teacher Zhao Qiumeng, and she has agreed to take action."

Hearing this, the editor-in-chief's face became better.

"Teacher Zhao Qiumeng?

That is a top writer in the field of science fiction, her work should not be bad, thank you for your hard work. "

Another editor-in-chief added:

"I contacted Mr. Wang Cheng and agreed to take action."

The editor-in-chief looked better again.

"It's Teacher Wang Cheng from the fantasy field, he's not as famous as Teacher Zhao Qiumeng, but he's not bad.

Is there anyone else? "

The editor-in-chief looked around, and all the editor-in-chiefs met his gaze and lowered their heads.

Only the editor-in-chief of the short story said cautiously:

"I contacted teacher Cailiang here, and he said that he would also participate in the competition."

The editor-in-chief frowned, Cai Liang is a top writer in the field of short stories, there is no doubt about it.

But now they are holding a competition for the king of literature.

Although the requirements of the competition are short and medium stories.

But short stories are naturally at a disadvantage in front of medium and long stories, and Cai Liang has almost no possibility of winning the championship.

But looking at the face of the editor of the short story, he still comforted:

"Thank you for your hard work." The editor of the short story was relieved.

He also knows the difficulty of short stories.

This time, it was also because Cailiang wrote a short story that was close to a novella.

It is said that Cai Liang made a style change, and it is for this reason that Cai Liang agreed to participate.

"No one else?"

The editor-in-chief looked at the faces of several editor-in-chiefs one by one, but only dodged eyes greeted them.

Seeing this scene, he knew that there was indeed no one there.

Could it be that they can only hope that there will be an excellent work among the newcomers?

It's not that it's impossible, but without the participation of top writers, this so-called literary king would become a joke.

"There is still time, I will personally contact a few writers to see if I can find some participants."

The editor-in-chief took a deep breath. At this time, he could only mobilize some of his contacts.

Just as he was about to say a few words and leave, suddenly, not far from him, an editor gave a light snort.

"Ye Jingqiu!"