Chapter 634 Overjoyed

After the interview was over, all the character relationship diagrams, micro-fiction, and related materials written by the authors were packaged and uploaded to the server. Guo Lei and the others were grading and discussing.

On behalf of China Literature, Wutong, the editor-in-chief of the urban group, gave each author a voucher for the Brazilian barbecue buffet in the commercial street next door.

Qianchen put away his tablet and put it in his backpack. Several people surrounded him. Before the exam, they had a normal relationship, but now they are very acquainted with each other. He felt puzzled.

"You are Qianchen, right? I have read your book, "The Thinker" is really well written!"

"It turns out that you are a hidden god. I haven't heard you talk before. You are really low-key."

"Master Qianchen, can I take a picture with you?"

Seeing their compliments, Qianchen was really not used to them, he smiled a little shyly: "I'm not a great master, I'm also a little punk, let's go eat first!"

Whether you are a master or not, it still depends on your strength. In any industry, strength is the most important thing.

In the examination room just now, Guo Lei and Wang Jiaren, the two Wanding authors, paid the most attention to Qian Chen. Yang An also stepped down and stood behind him for a while. It is a great god, at worst it is also a great god seedling, very worth making friends with.

The specialty of Brazilian barbecue is the barbecue buffet, with common hot dishes, cold dishes, desserts and iced drinks, as well as limited supply of barbecued small seafood, free-flowing beer and drinks, and scantily clad girls dancing on South American samba. Han held a barbecue grill as high as one person, and took a knife to cut the barbecue for each guest. The atmosphere was very hot.

In the wild and cheerful South American style songs, Qianchen and the others sat down with a full plate of food, sitting in four large booths, eating and chatting about the afternoon exam.

A handsome trendy guy with red hair was very lively, he was one of the people who took the initiative to talk to Qianchen just now, he forked up a piece of barbecue before he could eat it, proudly said, "I dare not tell other people, But I can assure you that there will definitely be Qianchen among the final candidates!"

"Firefox, have you forgotten our male idol Zhuang Dashen?"

"That's right, Sister Feiyan is also a female singer, why don't you talk about her?"

"Tch! Who is Qianchen? What books has he written? Who is the winner in this competition?"

"Firefox, be careful with big words and flash your tongue! You say you have a guarantee? What if you make a mistake?"

Mozilla was besieged by everyone, shaking his head and saying: "Previous honors don't count, today we are recruiting screenwriters, not writers. Brother Yang said, to find the most suitable screenwriter, and the emphasis is on fate, you don't think that Internet novels and scripts are written in the same way, right?"

The long-haired girl sitting next to Qing Feiyan confronted her tit-for-tat: "Come on, don't think we don't understand scripts, why are we pretending to be advanced? I have written scripts for Ningcheng Repertory Theater for three years! Writing is the skill that requires the most experience , I didn’t have any grades before, so now I’m going to have grades now? I’m not saying that Qianchen can’t do it, I just think what you said about Firefox is too absolute, why must there be him, and no other masters? Who set this evaluation standard, Firefox Have you decided?"

I was having a meal, chatting about exam anecdotes, talking about what I had written, and the atmosphere was very relaxed, but it turned out somehow wrong, and this long-haired girl was also serious, and she actually argued over who wrote better. Who is famous and who has deep qualifications, you must know that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. The debate between literati will never have an answer!

Firefox was questioned, and his face flushed red: "Just rely on Jinxi Hezai and Wang Xiaoer, the two great gods, and Yang An..."

The long-haired girl continued to ask: "Brother Yang stood behind me and watched for a minute, can I be selected too? You are not Yang An, so you can't make a conclusion on his behalf. I didn't mean to argue with you Ah, I just take this selection very seriously!"

Qianchen finally couldn't sit still, he said: "Everyone stop talking,

Let’s eat first, I have self-knowledge, it’s a blessing to be selected, it’s okay not to be selected, just go back and write old books. "

Zhuang Yiran and Qing Feiyan were quite calm, they were not as angry as novices, they would get angry at the slightest disagreement, the two spoke calmly, and held up the wine glasses to greet everyone to drink.

"Really, I don't like this kind of people who feel good about themselves the most. They have to have the consciousness of rushing to the streets... I haven't said that I also debuted in writing scripts!"

The long-haired girl muttered, Qing Feiyan smiled and said: "Okay, Qiao Qiao, don't say a few words, your resume is so beautiful, and you have rich experience in screenwriting, you will definitely pass the selection!"

Beep beep!

The mobile phone in Qing Feiyan's hand rang, it was the arrival of a new email notified in the WeChat group, she thought it was a spam email, she operated casually, and suddenly covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.

Almost at the same time, Zhuang Yiran also lowered his head to look at the phone, and the guy named Firefox also felt the vibration in his pants. After reading the email, the two of them were equally pleasantly surprised. They stood up suddenly and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"You passed?"

"Ha, Feiyan, did you pass?"

"Firefox? Damn, you kid Firefox also passed?"

The three of them were ecstatic, and this group email made everyone blow up on the spot!

Someone snatched their mobile phones, and the email read: "Congratulations on passing the assessment. Please come to Room 401 on the fourth floor at 8:00 pm to explain something. Please check the attached notes. Signed by: Where is Guo Lei today?"

"Congratulations! Lao Zhuang, I want to treat you! Follow Brother Yang, and you will be awesome in the future!"

"Sister Feiyan woo woo woo, you and us little brats rushing to the streets to fight for jobs, it's been a long time since we've been paid!"

"Give out red envelopes! Firefox, you're counterattacking with silk in your mouth, the loudest barking, and the most joyful jumping, why don't you hurry up and give out red envelopes?"

"It's unreasonable! I'm much more handsome than Firefox, why didn't you choose me?"

The three selected authors became the envy of everyone, complimented, ridiculed, booed, quite lively.

A lot of people secretly took out their mobile phones, but unfortunately the mailbox was empty, everyone could only sigh for a while, feeling empty and lost in their hearts, not receiving it means they must have lost the election, hey, what about Qian Chen that Firefox swore just now? How could he also sit indifferently? He didn't pass either, did he?

The long-haired girl, Qiao Qiao, didn’t receive the email either. She knew that she would definitely lose the election. Seeing the same thing with Qianchen when she was disappointed, she couldn’t help but feel a little bit of joy: “Ha! I’ve said it a long time ago, writing is a job that needs to accumulate experience. Skill, Firefox, you are wrong, you have to apologize to me!"

Firefox smiled awkwardly, he glanced at Qianchen, and thought that he was setting him up on the fire, and it was hard for him to step down at this time, because there are no people inside and out!

The scene was very cold for a while, and the other authors who had taken a group photo with Qian Chen asked, "Qian Chen, you really didn't receive the notification?"

Qian Chen shrugged her shoulders and smiled wryly: "I don't know, the phone is charging by the bedside, and I forgot to take it."

How can you go out without your mobile phone? Everyone thought it was an excuse for him to save face, and the long-haired girl Qiao Qiao even spat out two words: "Haha!"

Unexpectedly, Qing Feiyan let out a light snort: "There are four recipients of the mass mail, and one of them has passed the selection! Who is this Huangyiwang mailbox named qc0101?"

This code name is very strange, everyone shook their heads, qc0101, many people began to mutter: "qc, q, c, hiss... is it really Qianchen?"

Only Qianchen replied weakly: "This is really mine..."

Well……

There was a silence at first, and then there was a sudden burst of laughter.

The long-haired Qiao Qiao blushed and looked at Qing Feiyan incredulously. The latter smiled and handed over the phone, and she saw the four email addresses juxtaposed in the group mail.

Qiao Qiao was speechless for a long time, Qing Feiyan comforted in a low voice: "Don't think too much, it's okay, everyone is joking."

But how can a girl who thinks she's aloof, a little proud, and thinks she'll be chosen be okay? She glanced around hastily, and found a few playful eyes, she couldn't sit still because of embarrassment, she felt thorns all over her buttocks: "Sister Feiyan, I'm not feeling well, I'll go back first."

Qiao Qiao's departure caused a burst of laughter from all around. Firefox was so happy that he put his arms around Qianchen's arm and said with a big laugh, "I'll just say it! I knew you would definitely be selected!"

"Congratulations, Qianchen!"

"The only ones who can be selected are the great gods. After today's meal, should the big health care be paid by the great gods?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Follow Brother Yang, a few million dollars a year for health care, you must have great health care!"

This group of people started to make trouble again, and Qianchen smiled lightly. He was very excited in his heart. He was extremely disappointed when he saw Zhuang Yiran and the others receive the email just now. At this time, a smile finally appeared on his face. Stone down, he finally succeeded! He finally seized the opportunity provided by Yang An! He will definitely cherish it, and let himself become a real god with Yang An's help!

When it was close to 8 o'clock in the evening, Qianchen deliberately went back to the room to take a shower, and he looked very refreshed. He suppressed his excitement and didn't even want to wait for the elevator. He went directly downstairs through the safe passage, and trotted all the way to room 401. .

Knocking on the door and entering, Qianchen heard laughter coming from inside. He greeted everyone with some restraint, and found that Yang An, the editor of Yuewen Hu said that Wutong and the others were all there, and Dashen Zhuang Yiran and Qing Feiyan were also there. Why is Jinxi helping him personally He was a little flattered when the door opened.

Yang An waved to him and said with a smile, "Come here, Qianchen. We were just talking about the interview in the afternoon. Your performance is very good, and everyone admires you."

Guo Lei said: "Everyone's works have been printed out, do you want to see what others have written?"

Qian Chen nodded embarrassedly, and Guo Lei handed over a copy, which was written by Zhuang Yiran. To be continued. ...For those who read books, you can search for "Blue Book Bar", and you can find this site in the first time.