writer challenge

1,

"The rain lasted all night, and it didn't stop all night."

Yi Feng typed out the last paragraph and pressed the Enter key——"Published successfully"!

He rubbed his hands in satisfaction and brought up a chat interface:

"Administrator, the paper has been submitted!"

"Okay, I've seen it! Wait for the number of likes to reach the target, and then the third clearance reward will be sent out."

"Okay." Yi Feng replied, reached out and pushed the table, and the chair slid towards the coffee machine on the side of the study with a clatter.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.A strange feeling rose in Yi Feng's heart.

"Strange, how could someone come here at this time and this place?"

Things start a week ago.

Yi Feng, a half-red but not purple web writer, suddenly received an activity notice from the old callus website:

"Dear author, welcome to participate in Laojiao's 'Writer Challenge' event. If you win, you will get a one-month free vacation at the super five-star hotel on XX Island."

XX Island, five-star hotel, a month's free vacation right.Three conditions, like three bullets, hit Yi Feng's little heart——

"I'm sorry, Yi Feng, can the vacation plan of XX Island be postponed?"

"No need.... Let's break up, we don't have to force each other anymore."

——Yes, three months ago, Yi Feng broke up with his boyfriend.The direct cause of the breakup seemed to be that the other party postponed the XX island vacation plan that had been made with Yi Feng; in fact, Yi Feng saw it very clearly; the rift between them had already existed, and it was only a matter of time before they reached this point.For three months, Yi Feng devoted himself to writing without distraction; just when he thought his emotional injury had been healed, he still couldn't help feeling a little sad when he saw this notice.

"One month's free vacation rights are simply created for honeymoon... So, if I can win this competition, even if I go to XX Island alone, it will be considered a kind of compensation, right?" In addition, as a Writer, to be able to stay quietly in a five-star hotel for a month and type with your head covered, how much you wish for it.

Without a moment's hesitation, Yi Feng added the tag "Writer's Challenge" to all of the novels he was serializing according to Lao Jiao's activity requirements, and he was considered to have participated in the competition.A week ago, he received a notice from Callus, saying that his serialized novels had received enough votes from netizens, and he had won the first phase of customs clearance rewards, that is, a week of free rights to XX Island Resort Hotel; he can leave for XX Island immediately, After completing the customs clearance rewards of the remaining stages, you can get a full month of free residence rights.

So, a week ago, Yi Feng came to the famous XX Island.After getting off the plane, two "Writer Challenge" staff took Yi Feng directly to the hotel.The conditions of the hotel are really good, worthy of being a "super five-star".Yi Feng lives in an independent small villa, built against the hills, with lush plants, like a fairytale palace isolated from the world.

"Wow! The scenery is so beautiful! The sea-view terrace! There is also a bathtub on the terrace! — This is the hotel where a certain New Year's film was filmed, isn't it?" Yi Feng exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes." One of the staff is a well-behaved little girl, and she introduced with a smile: "This hotel is famous for its privacy: check-in and check-out can be done in the room without having to go to the lobby; in the refrigerator Food, fruit, drinks are all available; you can call the hotel if you have any needs. This fourth brother is a hotel staff and your exclusive butler, responsible for your living needs during your vacation; I am Anfei, Net name Circle, responsible for the organization of the "Writer Challenge" - I sincerely hope that the Writer Challenge will bring you an extraordinary experience!"

"It's really extraordinary! I will work hard to complete the next challenges and win the ultimate reward!"

"I wish you success! Please enjoy your vacation." The staff retreated to the door very considerately.

"Wait, I want to ask, how many people won the first stage and stayed in this hotel like me?"

"Well, there are quite a few people who have achieved the clearance reward. But there are not too many players staying in the hotel at the same time as you, maybe one or two." Quan Quan replied thoughtfully.

"Oh." There is a time limit for free hotel benefits, and people can choose a time that suits them to realize their benefits. This answer is not surprising; since this is the case, Yi Feng put aside the idea of ​​communicating with other writers.

After the staff left, Yi Feng went around the villa up and down, admiring the thoughtful and first-class facilities of the hotel, while taking a beautiful selfie, ate a mango and watched a video, and then took a picture of herself in the comfortable Fell asleep on the big bed.

When I woke up, it was already dark.While preparing dinner in the kitchen, he turned on the computer and logged into the special interface of "Writer Challenge".

"Welcome to log in, Mr. False and Real, your second phase of the 'Writer Challenge' task is randomly selected by the five fans who voted for you the most in the first phase—" A dialog box sprayed brilliantly with fireworks Appeared on the screen: "Please end with the following sentence and write a sweet article of more than 10000 words:

——The rain lasted all night, and it didn't stop all night. "

The spoon in Yi Feng's hand fell into the steaming soup pot with a bang.

——Sweet text? Excuseme?I'm a writer who specializes in suspense reasoning and thriller dramas, okay? Isn't the article "Rainy Night" that I participated in the event under the tag of "Writer Challenge" just a suspense mystery novel?

Yi Feng settled down, stretched out his fingers, and carefully squeezed out the spoon from the soup pot—it doesn’t matter, suspense mystery novels can be sweet too; since it’s a “writer’s challenge”, it must be a bit difficult, which is specially set by the organizers and as a finalist who was voted by fans, how could he easily disappoint the fans?

Half an hour later, Yi Feng was sitting in the luxurious open kitchen, sipping thoughtfully the borscht he made himself.In the text, he has a tough style, cold logic, and treacherous brains, but in reality he is a delicate and gentle person.He took off his apron, put half a pot of violets on the side of the steak plate, and poured another glass of red wine in front of his eyes—this kind of extra delicacy has not been seen for a long time, if it wasn't for the "Writer Challenge" event; but What's the use?He has no one to share it with, not even someone to mock and criticize, but to taste it alone.

Xiao Tianwen, asking him to write Xiao Tianwen when he was in a period of emotional emptiness, is simply a living abuse.He took out his mobile phone and called up a name that had been silent for a long time from the address book; the photo on the head portrait was still handsome, but to him this handsome expression seemed to be a deep mockery.

"Okay, do you want me to make up a little sweet text for your expression? It's not difficult, after all, we have been sweet before."

2.

Mu Ming, the captain of the criminal police team, is known for his wisdom and strict logic, and is known as "Detective Mu Ming".But he is more famous for his label of "Criminal Police Team Grass" and his much-talked-about relationship between the sexes-his boyfriend is a well-known online novelist Peng Shu.

Mu Ming and Peng Shu met when they were in college.One year, they skipped class by coincidence, one returned to Yunnan, the other returned to Guangdong, and met on the hard seat of a long and boring long-distance train.In the beginning, the two of them chose the same choice as all long-distance passengers, sleeping in the car.I fell asleep and fell asleep, and every time I woke up from a stiff sitting position, I found that I was still so far away from my destination.As if under such a forced and boring situation, the two began to strike up a conversation with each other.

"Beijing?"

"Beijing."

"read?"

"go to school."

"Skipping class?"

"Skipping class."

A few short dialogues outline the common ground between the two beyond tacit understanding.The two looked at each other and smiled, and the distance between the strangers was instantly bridged.The two of you fought over each other and entered the mode of complaining.The content of the complaint is naturally: Why am I skipping class.

"I'm broken in love." Peng Shu.

"I've been entangled." Mu Ming said.

"Yeah, seeing that you are indeed qualified to be entangled." Peng Shu looked Mu Ming up and down a few times, and his eyes were actually glued to the clean lines of his facial features.

"Broken love? What does it feel like to be broken in love?" Mu Ming asked, his criminal psychology grade was A.However, he really knew very little about the universal problem of falling in love. With a strong thirst for knowledge, and a little bit of affection and curiosity for this stranger, he began to ask Peng Shu with great interest.

"It's very frustrating! I want to find someone to talk to, but I'm too embarrassed to tell my acquaintances. I especially want to find a strange shoulder to lean on."

Perhaps it was Mu Ming, who majored in criminal investigation at the Public Security University, whose interrogation methods are well-trained; and Peng Shu, who is from the Chinese Department, has a particularly strong language organization ability. Their questions and answers, you come and go, quickly opened up each other's hearts , It also consumes a long time on long-distance travel.When Mu Ming was about to get out of the car, Peng Shu was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

unfamiliar shoulders.Probably related to his professional habits, Mu Ming miraculously grasped this point in the lengthy conversation, and practiced it unconsciously.

So, now, has his heart disease improved?Mu Ming twisted his stiffly sitting body, inexplicably feeling that this journey of skipping class had a special meaning.

"Wake up, I'm at my stop." Mu Ming patted Peng Shu awake, then stood up and took the luggage from the luggage rack.

Peng Shu, who was still awake, looked at the busy figure in front of him in a daze, as if he had lost his language function.It wasn't until Mu Ming's back dragging his luggage was about to disappear from the carriage door that Peng Shu suddenly realized and shouted: "Mu Ming—"

"Peng Shu," Mu Ming turned his head and said calmly, "Go back to Beijing, I'll go and play with you."

Peng Shu grinned, as if he breathed a sigh of relief; in fact, he didn't know why he called Mu Ming to stop, but Mu Ming's answer satisfied him.However, this smile didn't last long. He suddenly remembered something, and turned to the window, looking for the figure who had gotten off the car:

"Stupid! I haven't told you my contact information yet."

Peng Shu, who skipped school because of a broken relationship, did not stay at home for too long.He hurried back to school, superficially because he was guilty of truancy and eager to correct it; in fact, the real reason was that he always had this feeling in his heart: if he didn't go back to school early, he might miss something.This feeling became more and more intense in his heart, making him like a frightened bird. He would be startled when he passed by a figure outside the classroom window, or a sudden look back in the turbulent crowd in the cafeteria.

"Peng Shu, you are broken in love to such an extent, it is a disease that needs to be cured!" The classmate couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him worriedly.

Peng Shu wanted to distinguish that he was not broken in love, and the page of broken love had already been turned; but he also felt that his current state seemed to be no different from that of broken love.He flattened his mouth, unable to speak.

This feeling of being in the air finally settled down on the day Mu Ming appeared.

"Peng Shu, someone is looking for you outside." During the self-study class, someone informed Peng Shu.Peng Shu stood up nervously and ran out of the classroom, knocking over countless books and stationery along the way.

It is April day on earth.The old locust trees on the campus are falling like rain.Mu Ming was standing under the old locust tree, and the sunlight hit his face impartially, with a strange mixture of brightness and indifference, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"How did you find me? I remember that I didn't leave you an address." Peng Shu's voice was so erratic that even he couldn't believe it.

"On the train, the information you gave me is enough." Mu Ming, who majored in criminal investigation at Public Security University, said firmly.