After Ye Feng closed his Weibo, he started to save his manuscript seriously.
As for the competition, he did not care about it at all.
According to the rules of the competition, any essay was given in the preliminary round, even if it was a poem.
Regarding this, Ye Feng was prepared to wait until the competition officially began before considering it.
Since the representative of the traditional literature authors had already apologized, the web novel authors had no choice but to start writing.
At the same time, Ye Feng had made some preparations to thank the author.
.....
In the blink of an eye, four days had passed. In the past four days, he had been writing crazily, and he had basically finished saving his manuscript.
Ever since he started cultivating the Ice God Technique, Ye Feng felt that his mind had always maintained a clear feeling. For others, typing 10,000 words might be the limit. But for Ye Feng, as long as he wanted to, hundreds of thousands of words a day was normal.
Sometimes, Xiao Longnu also said that she felt refreshed whenever she stood beside Ye Feng.
Ye Feng naturally attributed this to the Ice God Technique.
However, his realm was too low, so he couldn't take out many things from the ring. Ye Feng was very angry.
This was also the reason why he wanted to gain popularity so much!!
Four days, one day away from the Literature Cup. Tomorrow was the preliminary round of the China Literature Cup.
The preliminary round was a week long. Within a week, all the scholars in China could publish their works. They could send them to the email, send documents, or mail manuscripts.
In short, as long as you published an article, someone would review it.
On the day before the Literature Cup, the netizens were already getting restless. Currently, there were two things that they needed to pay attention to. First, how many gods would participate this time!
Second, would the number one god of online literature, Yu Xiaonan, participate?
The first problem was a problem that existed in every realm. The second problem was caused by the war between online novels and traditional literature.
With these two highlights, how could they not attract attention?
In the past, only traditional literature lovers would pay attention to such competitions. However, this year, many web novel authors and readers flooded in.
In particular, some internet gods had also expressed their desire to participate in this competition. These actions immediately attracted the attention of more readers.
Looking at the time, tomorrow was the official day of the competition, which was also the deadline for submission. The deadline was in a week.
Ye Feng was racking his brain to think of an article. It wasn't that he couldn't write it, but if he really wanted to write it, he could just copy a few articles and enter the finals with a hundred percent certainty.
However, what he needed to think about was what kind of article he wanted to write. It was not that it was too awesome, but it could be stunning.
He was prepared to save the extremely awesome essay for the official competition and the finals. Otherwise, if you used the most awesome essay in the preliminary competition, then during the official competition and the finals, even if you used a big move, it wouldn't be as impressive to others!
This was like Ultraman in a fight. He used a big move at the beginning and then used a big move at the end. What did it feel like?
It was far better to use some small moves first and then use a large move.
"Yes!"
Just as Ye Feng was thinking about it, an article suddenly appeared in his mind.
Therefore, he quickly opened the document and wrote a few big words at the top of the document. After reading the title, Ye Feng frantically entered the typing state.
The work he chose to participate in the preliminaries was a short story.
This short story had a great background. In his previous world, this short story had won countless awards.
Most importantly, this was the first time this short essay had appeared in this world.
Ten minutes later, after he finished writing the essay, he read it carefully and looked for typos and punctuations.
In the end, there were no typos or errors in the punctuations.
After reading the work in satisfaction, Ye Feng stored it in his USB drive. Then, he went out for a little while.
His goal was to print out the article and mail it to the designated place for the competition.
At first, Ye Feng planned to send an email directly, but there was a disadvantage to sending an email.
That was, the review teacher was completely dependent on his mood. Usually, the review teacher was a Chinese language professor from a famous school. The worst teachers were Chinese language teachers from key universities.
It could be said that none of these teachers were under the age of forty.
These people were all from the old era. There were no e-reading software back then. They liked reading physical books and disliked electronic reading.
Of course, they would also invite assistants. The assistants 'job was mainly to help them find some outstanding works and then let them look at them.
Only 100 works from the preliminary round would be recorded in the competition.
In other words, no matter how many people participated, they only needed 100 people. If there were more than 100 people, even if you wrote better than the other hundreds of thousands of people, I'm sorry, but I'll have to wait for the next time.
This was also the main reason why the influence of the Literature Championship was so strong!
There were many participants, but only a few were selected. It was simply a group of even more elite candidates selected from the elites!
.......
Ye Feng quickly settled these trivial matters and immediately returned home.
At this moment, the shadow suddenly made a sound.
"Master, I'm almost done resting. I'm going to steal some treasures.”
"Master, do you have any specific items?”
Hearing the shadow's words, Ye Feng almost became excited. During this period of time, his cultivation had always been at the Xiantian realm. He had been nagging for who knew how long!!
Although the Connate realm was considered strong on this earth, it was still as useless as trash when faced with bullets and firearms.
As such, how could he not want to increase his strength?
After a period of time, he estimated that he would probably reach the end of his life. When he reached the Yuanying stage, he would face any missile or nuclear weapon. In his eyes, they were just toys and decorations.
And relying on the spiritual energy on Earth, wanting to become a Nascent Soul? Hehe, let's wait for tens of thousands of years first.
For this reason, how could he not be happy when he heard that the shadow went to steal treasures?
"Pills! I need top-grade pills that are suitable for my current realm!”
Ye Feng said without hesitation,"
"Yes, Master!"
The shadow didn't waste any words. After hearing Ye Feng's words, it immediately fled!
(One more chapter, the author is going to sleep!)!! Mama Mia! I won't go on blind dates anymore! Damn it! Terrifying!
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