A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 14 Do you really want to overestimate your own abilities?

Although the Xingyao Cup is a carnival feast for new writers of online literature,
However, due to generous reward conditions.

This also attracted a considerable number of veteran writers from the traditional publishing field to participate.

Although this group of veteran writers have already achieved success in the field of traditional literature and have quite good reputation and fame.

However, they had never signed a contract with any emerging online literature website before, in other words, they had never written online literature before.

So, from a rule perspective, this also means that -

These long-established traditional writers are also newcomers in the online literature industry, and they can also participate in the Online Literature Star Cup!
"This is too unfair." After hearing Mu Tingting's description, Chu Tianjiao sighed, "You let a group of new online writers who have no previous writing experience compete with these famous writers with outstanding writing skills in the traditional publishing industry?"

"With its own reader traffic and superb plot control ability, how can it possibly compete with this?"

"So that's why." Mu Tingting also sighed in agreement, "Even a talented woman like Shen Yue who has just shown her talent in the literary world, when she participated in the Xingyao Cup, she only set her goal to enter the top 50 of the Xingyao Cup. It is really too difficult to stand out from the competition with so many great writers."

Shen Yue is known as the hope for the revival of the Chinese Department of Chenghai Drama Academy!
And the number of authors with outstanding writing skills like Shen Yue in the entire Xingyao Cup is -

There are even more of them!
Among them, there are many veteran authors who have been famous in the traditional publishing field for many years and have entered the Star Cup with great strength!
"Have you heard?" Mu Tingting looked at Chu Tianjiao beside her seriously and discussed with him in a low voice, "Guo Jialiang, the published author who wrote "Fantasy City" and "Tiny Times", has already announced his participation in the new talent selection of the Xingyao Cup!"

"And Da Bing! That's Da Bing who writes sentimental literature about youth. He's also going to participate in the selection for the Xingyao Cup! And there's Zhang Jiajia who wrote "Passing By Your World" and A Jia who became famous for writing the short story "Accidental Murder Case"..."

"There are so many great authors participating in the Starry Cup that I can't even count them all!"

When I heard the names of these traditional writers mentioned by Mu Tingting,

Chu Tianjiao took a deep breath.
It was after hearing the names of these great authors that Chu Tianjiao realized——

No wonder Shen Yue, who has always been arrogant, was so humble this time. Not only did she aim for the top three in the Star Cup, she even lowered the standard and set her goal for the top 50?
There are so many great writers participating in the Star Cup this time, including Shen Yue, and there are countless talented authors with publishing experience!

Being able to participate in the Xingyao Cup as a newcomer and fight his way out of the encirclement of all these great players, even if it was just to get into the top 50 -

This seems to be enough to brag about!
"This is fucking a fight between gods!"

Chu Tianjiao was lamenting how difficult it was to break out of the siege by the great players of the Starry Cup.

He glanced sideways and saw Jiang Hai sitting by the window, typing on the tablet with great concentration.

"No, Brother Hai," Chu Tianjiao approached Jiang Hai with a puzzled look, "What on earth are you doing? Since returning to the dormitory last night, you have been either facing your notebook or your tablet, typing away like crazy."

"What on earth have you been doing lately? Why are you so busy?"

Jiang Hai didn't mind being disturbed by others, and he didn't want to hide the fact that he was writing a novel.

He was seen typing on the tablet's Magic Keyboard while whispering to Chu Tianjiao without even looking up:
"Nothing. I'm writing a novel."

Write a novel?!?!?
Jiang Hai's words were like thunder, instantly exploding in the ears of his classmates.

"No, you're the one writing novels?" Chu Tianjiao stared at Jiang Hai in disbelief. "Are you also going to submit your work to Xingtian? Are you also going to participate in the Xingyao Cup selection?"

"You can lie to me, but don't lie to yourself." Fatty sneered at Jiang Hai's words. "I admit that you are quite talented in writing love letters, but if you want to write a novel."

"Then I advise you to save yourself the worry." Actually, Chu Tianjiao and the fat man didn't have any bad intentions.

Chu Tianjiao's problem is purely because of his low emotional intelligence. He always speaks directly and doesn't consider other people's feelings.

The fat man simply knew Jiang Hai too well and he didn't believe that Jiang Hai could do anything serious.

In their opinion, Jiang Hai picking up a pen to write a novel is just a matter of time.

It is like a high school student who has been learning nothing all day long, but suddenly vows to study hard and get into Tsinghua University or Peking University thirty days before the college entrance examination!
It's like a prostitute who spends all day in a brothel, suddenly turning over a new leaf and saying that he only loves pure love in his life.

You, Jiang Hai, usually have trouble writing a 300-word proposal report for group assignments, and this is it——

Do you still want to write a novel of hundreds of thousands of words?
Isn't this just a joke?
Although Fatty and Chu Tianjiao had no ill will towards Jiang Hai.

But in fact, quite a number of students in this class have opinions about Jiang Hai, a specially recruited student.

In Mu Tingting's words -

"Why can we, who are like thousands of soldiers crossing a single-plank bridge, only get 600 points in the college entrance examination to fight our way through this bloody college entrance examination and enter the Chenghai Drama Academy and the Chinese Department of the Chenghai Drama Academy?"

"He, Jiang Hai, had terrible grades. His total score in the college entrance examination was less than 300 points. But even so, based on those few crappy essays he wrote in high school——"

"Can I be admitted to Chengxi Opera as an exception?"

"Why is that?"

If Jiang Hai was specially recruited and his grades were good or acceptable, that would be fine.

But, since Jiang Hai was specially recruited——

There was no so-called literary talent at all.

But I failed every course.

You say that a candidate who is specially recruited by the school, even if he is not gifted, his grades should be among the best in the college, right?

But it happened that Jiang Hai was the only candidate who was admitted by the college as an exception.
His grades are always ranked last!

You said that if the college really made an exception and admitted a genius, then I think other students would not say anything.

However, instead of recruiting a genius, the academy had the unique idea of ​​recruiting a fool like Jiang Hai!
We worked hard to take the college entrance exam, and finally got into this prestigious university after competing against thousands of other people for admission.

But it was passed effortlessly by a useless young man who was unlearned and lazy all day long?
To be fair, as Jiang Hai's classmates, after seeing Jiang Hai's true face, there are such micro-complaints:

This is really normal
"Although the threshold for online writing is relatively low, not everyone can write it." Mu Tingting glanced at Jiang Hai, not disguising the contempt in her eyes at all, "Even a talented girl like our Shen Yue can't write this Star Glory Cup, let alone you, Jiang Hai?"

"Instead of pursuing that illusory dream of becoming a writer, I would like to advise you to face reality -"

"Don't write novels anymore. Think carefully about how you can avoid being expelled from school after this semester."

(End of this chapter)