Rebirth As a Writer In Britain

After the organizer announced the successful conclusion of this literary contest, the contestants who did not get the ranking also left the arena one by one. Of course, there is also a group of people who stayed and chose to take photos with famous artists such as Curry.

Editor-in-chief Enni walked to Kevin's side immediately, and said, "Kevin, you are so stupid, do you know that? You just missed a good opportunity to recommend and promote "Jane Eyre."

"Really? But Enni, I didn't think about it that much at the time." Kevin said, shaking his head.

"It's okay, you are the champion of this literary competition. According to the organizer's plan, you will get many opportunities for packaging and promotion. When the time comes, just release "Jane Eyre." Enni said.

"Well, yes. Oh, I'm so happy today, this trophy seems to be full of magic, it makes me excited and ecstatic."

"Of course, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people thinking of participating in this literary competition. Go ahead and accept interviews from the media. Maybe you will be the protagonist today, and you will be on the headlines of the entire London daily."

Sure enough, the media quickly surrounded Kevin and kept taking pictures of him.

"Dear Mr. Kevin, can you tell me how you feel at the moment?"

"Mr. Kevin, before this, have you ever thought that you will be the champion of this literature competition?"

"How did your essay 'Meditations on a Broom' get its inspiration?"

For a while, the media threw questions to Kevin one after another. Kevin was surrounded and could only answer their questions one by one in place.

With the end of the press conference, it was announced that Kevin won the championship of this literary competition. This is the world of Twitter. Therefore, many people saw this message on the official Twitter of the London Literary Publishing House for the first time.

"Oh my god, what a god, he was the first to submit a work, and then won the first place. Could it be that Shakespeare was reincarnated?"

"It's him? How is it possible? It's unbelievable. Ten minutes, how did he get inspired."

"As it turned out, we had to look at him with admiration."

"Only a genius has such a speed. I admire him so much."

"Kevin? I must see such an awesome character with my own eyes. He can write a champion-level work in ten minutes. I think he must be very handsome."

As Kevin's school, the University of Edinburgh is most concerned about this result. When they saw Kevin's winning the championship on Twitter, the teachers and principals of the school were all excited.

The principal with a beer belly hugged Collison excitedly, and then said: "Collison, that's great, your students are great. He is the pride of our University of Edinburgh."

"No, Principal Harden, don't forget that Kevin is also your student. So, congratulations."

"Haha, yes. Thank God, thank God for letting a literary genius sit at the University of Edinburgh." Principal Harden's face was still so excited, as if he had won this championship.

The faces of the other teachers at this time were mostly ashamed. At the beginning, they were not optimistic about Kevin, and even thought Kevin was a waste, a disgrace to the University of Edinburgh. But after hearing that Kevin had won the London Literary Contest, they had to feel guilty for what they thought.

Collison has always believed in Kevin's future, so he silently blessed Kevin in his heart: Good guy,

You finally did not let me down. Come on, you're going to be a great writer.

When Augustine saw the tweet, his entire face stiffened.

"How is it possible? I have been in the same class with him for so many years, and I know his literary level best. In ten minutes, he can write such an excellent work?"

Augustine couldn't believe his eyes. He immediately rushed into the bathroom and washed his eyes with water ten times, a full ten times. Then I ran back to check the results on the computer, and the number one name was still Kevin.

With a "snap", his hand accidentally knocked the cup on the table to the ground, completely shattering into pieces.

"How did this happen? This person who can't even write a summary of the activity won the championship of the most authoritative literary competition in the UK? And I, who has published works in literary journals since I was a child, can't enter the semi-finals?"

Augustine was in a bad mood.

Editor Zela also saw the tweet that Kevin won the championship of this literary competition, and her face became very ugly. But soon she calmed down again.

"Hmph! Even if you win the championship, your "Jane Eyre" won't be published by any publishing house."

As an old editor in the literary world, Zela has always refused to admit his mistakes. She started drinking water frantically, drinking three glasses in a row, until there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Editor Zela finished, and quickly sorted out his appearance.

"Oh, vice president, what do you want to see me for?"

Seeing that it was Lavin, the vice president of Dehai Publishing House, Zela greeted him immediately.

"Zera, I believe you have also seen the matter of this literary competition. It is said that the champion of this year is very awesome and completed the work within ten minutes. As one of the famous British publishing houses, I think we Such a genius should not be let go." President Lavin said.

"What does the vice president mean?"

"I mean, I want you to contact this champion to see if he has any recent works, or we can sign some contracts with him. In the future, all his novel articles will be published by our publishing house. You know, the London Literary Contest The championship title is enough for us to promote his book. And it will definitely sell well," President Lavin said.

"But the vice president, he is still a student, and a newcomer..."

In fact, Zela knows very well that no matter whether the other party is a student or a newcomer, there is not a single person who has won the championship in the London Literary Competition and has written a work that has not been mixed into the best-seller list. She just couldn't let go of the face of throwing "Jane Eyre" into the trash can.

"Zera, what happened to you today? Do you know that what you said just now is not at the level of a professional editor? You must know that for such a literary genius, his works are definitely bestsellers. Remember, don't look at it with the eyes of ordinary people. Look at the world of genius." President Lavin emphasized.

"Okay! I guess I'll try."

"That's good. I have to go to a meeting, so I'll take my leave first. Goodbye."

"Bye-Bye."

After President Lavin left, Zela's face was even uglier than before. Now the higher-ups ask me to take the initiative to contact Kevin, what should I do now? Do you really want to let go?

But he had already thrown the manuscript with Kevin's contact information into the trash can, and now it is impossible to find it. What can I do?

At this time, Zela began to struggle in her heart. Of course, what she struggled with was not how to find Kevin's contact information, but whether to find Kevin instead.

You must know that the vice president of Dehai Publishing House personally arranged the task for her. If you don't take this task seriously, it will be difficult for you to get along in Dehai Publishing House in the future.