"Cut!"

The head director's shout brought a sigh of relief from Oscar because even he didn't know how to continue smoothly. Any longer, and he might have started to complain.

The scene shifted directly into the voting phase.

Xiao Tan asked, "Hey? What happened in between?"

Feng Bujue replied, "Oh... that part will have a few segments of post-match interviews with the players, meaning the other writers and myself, commenting on that outline. Then Oscar will record a separate monologue to attach afterward to make the live effect of the show better when it airs."

"Is it because your dialogue has too many flaws that the subsequent narration needs serious thought..." Bao Zheng interjected.

"Probably," Feng Bujue shrugged. "Oh, right, at that time, the director also told me something quite troublesome..."

"Everyone, take a break. Cameramen, adjust your equipment. We'll start again in ten minutes." The head director spoke a few composed sentences into his headset microphone, then raised his arm and gestured, "Bujue, come over here for a moment."

Feng Bujue came down from the contestant seats and walked up to the head director, Fei Ran. "Director Fei, are you preparing to directly announce that I'm being eliminated for poor competition attitude?" He asked the question with a look of delight.

"The way I see it... you're definitely staying today," Fei Ran replied calmly.

"That's not what we agreed on!" Feng Bujue quickly retorted.

"Who told you to perform so outstandingly? Did you think you could get eliminated by messing around randomly?" Fei Ran said, "The correct way to get eliminated is to perform as mediocrely as possible."

"Then what do I do now?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Hmm... you really don't want to come back for even one more episode?" Fei Ran asked.

"That's right," Feng Bujue answered decisively and sincerely.

"Then how about this... when calculating the total index in the last round, I can help you rig the system a little," Fei Ran said. "But... about this matter..."

"I understand..."

"What do you understand?"

"First, don't talk about rigging the system; second, don't talk about rigging the system." Feng Bujue said with a serious expression, emphasizing his tone, "Third... don't talk about rigging the system!"

Fei Ran pushed up the glasses on his nose: "Do I look like the kind of person who is very fond of Fight Club references?"

"Of course, you look just like it," Feng Bujue replied.

Fei Ran nodded, "Well, okay, since we get along so well, I believe you'll keep it a secret for me to the end."

"Definitely," Feng Bujue answered.

"Oh, also, there's one more thing; I need to tell you in advance," Fei Ran said.

"Go ahead."

"I have a feeling that this episode's ratings will definitely be good, and your unconventional behavior will definitely create a certain number of fans," Fei Ran said. "So, before the end of this quarter's competition at the end of June, you'll probably have to attend the resurrection match."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue said. "That's so troublesome?"

"The list for the resurrection match takes the top seven from the online voting. All the contestants who have been on the show and eliminated will be included on the voting list. This voting is open and transparent, and if you're selected, there's nothing I can do," Fei Ran replied.

"You can just issue a statement, like... due to contestant Bujue's health problems, he can't participate in the resurrection match, so we've temporarily invited so-and-so, who was ranked eighth in the voting, to fill in," Feng Bujue said.

"Do you think this is elementary school where you can skip class?" Fei Ran said. "Health problems..."

"Not convincing enough... then let's be specific. How about syphilis?"

"You seem to have misunderstood the main point of what I was saying..."

"Don't worry, it's a completely reasonable reason. Schubert got it when he was twenty-five, and I also..."

"Mr. Feng, please have some self-respect..."

"Eh? So that means... you still have to go to the resurrection match in two months?" Xiao Tan asked.

"It depends on the reaction after this episode airs," Feng Bujue replied. "If I don't make it into the top seven in the online voting in early June, hehehe..."

"This is the first time I've seen someone smirking evilly while looking forward to their own defeat..." Bao Zheng interjected.

"If it really doesn't work... Bao Zheng, you can help me contact some online water armies to spread some negative comments about me during the voting period to..."

"Wait a moment," Bao Zheng interrupted him. "Why do I have to help you contact them... and where am I supposed to find those mercenaries for you?"

"Working in a government agency, why are you pretending to be ignorant?"

"I don't know what kind of government you're imagining... but I definitely am..."

"Alright, you don't need to explain," Feng Bujue also interrupted Bao Zheng. "Let's watch the recording first; we'll talk about the future later."

At this moment, the results of the second round, "Touch of Inspiration," had already been revealed on the screen.

Feng Bujue's story that broke through the sky was a surprise, making him second in this round. The first place was Soda. The last place was Mo Bu Xiang. The first contestant to appear was indeed at a disadvantage. Although her story was decent, it lacked impact and highlights. After the other six writers successively revealed their outlines, the audience's impression of her story was diluted, so she received very few first-choice votes.

Oscar had stabilized his emotions slightly during the break, and now he had recovered his composure. He said casually with rehearsed lines: "After two rounds of intense competition, we are finally about to usher in the ultimate showdown of the third round." He paused for a second, then continued, "The indices of the seven contestants in the first two rounds will each account for 30% of their total index, while the index of the third round will account for 40%. Therefore, each of our contestants has a chance to make a comeback at the last moment and win first place in this episode. Of course, this also means that each contestant faces the risk of being eliminated."

"However, before the third round of competition begins, let's relax for a moment." Oscar's tone changed with the content of his lines. "Let's move on to the card question time." As he spoke, he took out a few pre-prepared cards from his suit pocket. "Here, I have three question cards, and the questions on them were selected by the show's three editors from the *I Am a Writer* online message board." His gaze swept over the contestant seats, and the camera also swept over the seven writers. "These questions all come from the audience members of this show." He raised the cards and held them at eye level. "This segment has no scoring mechanism; everyone can answer with a relatively relaxed attitude."

Oscar turned to the camera and said: "So... for the same question, what kind of answers will the different writers give? Find out after the break."

The next second, Oscar in the scene began to read the question, "Today's first question is..." He read from the card, "Dear masters, I am a newbie writer and I am currently serializing a novel online. There is a very chuunibyou (delusional/eccentric) character in the book. I think he is stealing too much of the show and his existence is also a bit of a burden. I want to write him to death, but I can't think of a reasonable plot. I wonder if you masters can give me some ideas. ps: I am writing an ordinary urban novel with no supernatural settings."

After Oscar finished reading, he said: "Oh ~ this audience member who asked the question is also a writer. He has encountered some obstacles in his writing and wants our seven great gods to help him."

Oscar wasted a few more words, wasting a minute or two, and then continued: "So... let's start with Xuan Tian Zong, shall we?"

Xuan Tian Zong replied: "Well... okay." He said into the microphone, thoughtfully, "I think... when the subway enters the station, he accidentally falls into the tracks..."

"How cruel!" Oscar said directly, and laughter followed from the audience. Xuan Tian Zong himself also laughed.

"Compared to that, isn't being hit by a car while crossing the road about the same?" Oscar added. "Does having chuunibyou mean you die more tragically?"

Xuan Tian laughed and said: "No, no, we can assume that this character is playing a hero fighting monsters game on the subway platform, acting as both the hero and the monster, jumping around, and then..."

"How pitiful!" Oscar interrupted again, and the audience burst into laughter again. "When you say it like that, I feel like this guy is even more miserable, you know?"

"Let's see what Ping Ge's answer is." Oscar came to Ba Shan Ping's operating table, "Ping Ge, what's your answer?"

"Um... pretending to be a sea monster in a swimming pool and accidentally drowning..." Ba Shan Ping replied.

Oscar didn't comment, but just turned his head to look at the camera with a funny expression, and the on-site director incited the audience to laugh.

"Why do I feel that these two ways of dying don't reflect the chuunibyou attribute of this character, but instead make people feel that this character is only in the second grade of junior high school?" Oscar continued to joke, and at this stage, he could finally complain at will.

"Alright, let's hear how Cai Gua answered this question." Oscar came to Vegetables and Fruits.

The other party had obviously already thought of an answer and said into the microphone: "Wearing a self-made superhero costume and jumping from a high-rise building."

"Like the intro to Kick-Ass?" Oscar said.

Vegetables and Fruits also replied with a smile: "Yes, about the same."

Oscar nodded, seemingly thinking that this answer was nothing to talk about, and went directly to Mo Bu Xiang's operating table: "Mo Mo, what's your answer?"

"A heart attack at an anime convention?" Mo Bu Xiang replied with an uncertain tone.

"Are you equating chuunibyou with otakus?" Oscar asked.

"Is there a difference?" Mo Bu Xiang asked back with a puzzled expression.

Oscar licked his lips, looking speechless, and the audience burst into laughter again.

"Okay, what's Chang Ge's answer?" Oscar continued to ask.

"Learning the plot in the manga and making a dish, and dying at home from food poisoning after eating it," I Want to Be On Stage replied.

"Hey... that has nothing to do with cooking, right? It was caused by buying poisonous raw materials from the beginning, right?" Oscar complained repeatedly again.

Then came Soda's answer: "Um... no supernatural setting, right... then... choking to death while eating?"

"Are you asking me?" Since Soda used a purely questioning tone, Oscar took the opportunity to pass the buck. "I didn't kill anyone."

He had been complaining all the way, feeling quite happy, but when he came to Feng Bujue, his heart sank again...

Oscar forced a smile: "Bujue, your answer is..."

"On a downhill highway, driving a car, entering a u-shaped bend at a speed exceeding one hundred kilometers per hour, and at the moment of passing the bend, driving the tires into the drainage ditch beside the road..." Feng Bujue calmly narrated this passage.

Oscar was stunned for two seconds before realizing what this passage meant, "Then he died?"

"If he didn't die, did he use the Whirlwind Acceleration Tornado?"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene. Oscar just chuckled twice and responded: "Okay, let's look at the second question..."

He took out the second card and read: "If you encounter a day when you are particularly uninspired and have to stop updating, how should you explain it to the readers?"

"Oh, this is a very sharp question." Oscar said, "And it's open-ended. Could it be that the editor secretly added his own question?"

He just said it casually, but at this moment, the head director said in his headset: "Don't say unnecessary things."

Oscar's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued with a fake smile, "Haha, just kidding, just kidding." He quickly returned to Xuan Tian Zong, "Sharp questions need to be answered quickly and truthfully. Xuan Tian, ​​what is your answer?"

Xuan Tian Zong replied very seriously: "I will tell the truth."

The writers' answers to this question were relatively smooth, but their expressions were sincere.

Ba Shan Ping's answer was: "I will post a single chapter saying that I have some private matters and will take a day off."

Vegetables and Fruits' answer was confident: "I have never stopped updating."

"I only write physical books, and I have always submitted my manuscripts on time. There is no such thing as a 'stop update'," Mo Bu Xiang's answer was also flawless.

"What I write online is all short stories. Usually when I start posting, the whole book is almost finished. I am also an editor myself, so there will be no problems with the manuscripts," I Want to Be On Stage said.

After Oscar asked these people, he came to Soda and asked, "Soda, what is your answer?"

"Um... I have never stopped updating either. When I publish a book, I have enough manuscripts to publish for three or four months. Basically, by the time the first batch of manuscripts is used up, the later manuscripts have already been written to the end." But Soda did not avoid the question. He still replied, "But if one day I have to stop updating because I have no inspiration... I think I will tell the truth."

Oscar came to the last contestant with a suppressed mood, and even his voice trembled a little: "Bujue... if it were you."

Feng Bujue answered him very calmly with four words: "Out collecting material."

"Huh?" This was the common reaction of the other six writers. The next second, their expressions all changed, and they said the same sentence in their hearts: Is it really okay for you to do this?

Oscar said: "Um... how should I say it, it is indeed a reasonable explanation." His smile became extremely awkward again, and he complained in his heart: Collect material, my ass! Are you a detective novelist! Are you going to the crime scene to collect material? Or are you planning to create some cases? You guy is already on some kind of undisclosed blacklist of the Public Security Bureau, right!

"Heh... hehe... well, let's look at today's final question." Oscar felt that it would be better to end this segment quickly. Under the atmosphere of the on-site lights and sound effects, he raised the third question card and read to the camera, "Please... what is the sentence you say to the editor the most?"

At this time, it was commercial time again. After receiving a prompt from the director, Oscar immediately read a set of words to come back after the commercial.

After the switch between the two cameras, the contestants began to answer one by one.

Xuan Tian Zong's answer was: "Hello." His explanation was, "I say it every time I contact him." This was a pretty slippery answer.

Ba Shan Ping was even more mature than him, so he also answered: "Thank you."

Oscar complained: "Cai Gua, you wouldn't answer me with 'Goodbye', would you?"

Vegetables and Fruits smiled and said: "Thank you for your trouble."

"Well, it seems that the communication between pure online writers and editors is not something that people of our dimension can spy on," Oscar said with a smile, "The next few all have pure physical book works. I wonder what kind of answers they will give?"

"Um... the words I say to the editor the most..." Mo Bu Xiang tilted his head and answered thoughtfully, "Please feel free to criticize."

Oscar finally found an answer that he could dig into, and immediately asked: "The reason is?"

"Because the editor always says that my manuscripts are very good every time I submit them, and he is always cautious when criticizing them," Mo Bu Xiang explained.

"Oh..." Oscar said, "Chang Ge, what do you think? You are also an editor. Are you somewhat reluctant to be harsh on a beauty like Mo Mo?"

I Want to Be On Stage smiled and said, "I am an editor for a sports magazine. All the people who submit manuscripts to me are strong men and tomboys."

The audience at the scene burst into laughter, and Oscar also laughed: "Okay... then Chang Ge, when you are a writer, what is the sentence you say to your editor the most?"

"It should be... to ask him not to be too polite," I Want to Be On Stage said, "The online editor in charge of me is younger than me, but he always calls me teacher and asks me to give him more guidance."

"Chang Ge is indeed a sports major, and his aura is different." Oscar took the opportunity to praise the other party, and then said to Soda, "Soda, your answer?"

"Thank you for your hard work," Soda replied. He directly added, "Because there are many rare words in my novel, and I myself have looked up a lot of information before writing them, so the proofreading work is very troublesome."

"Well, okay, it seems that the answers to this question are really a collection of daily expressions," Oscar said, and he reluctantly came to Feng Bujue again. "Bujue, I think your answer will definitely broaden our horizons again." He had already said the words of complaint openly.

Feng Bujue sneered, looking like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water: "Don't be impulsive, put down the knife first, let's talk nicely, give me a few more days, really, just a few days."