"The Legend of Wukong" is not a particularly long novel, and it is suitable for participating in this Great Sage Essay Contest.

Although the essay contest requires no need to say that Journey to the West is the subject, Su Qi estimated that many people would choose Journey to the West, after all, there is a Monkey King living in everyone's heart.

After checking the competition time, the essay contest started on January 1st, which is the first day of the New Year. It is Christmas now, and there are a few days left to prepare, so he decided to save the manuscript first.

As a modern person, Su Qi often uses computers, and his reaction nerves have been strengthened, and his typing is not slow. He can even be described as flying. The most important thing is that he does not need to conceive, and he has ready-made ones in his mind, so he writes very quickly.

Chapter 1 of "The Legend of Wukong".

When the four of them walked here, there was a dense forest in front of them and there was no road.

"Wukong, I'm hungry, I'm looking for some food." Tang Seng sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, don't you go to find it yourself?...It's not that you don't have legs." Sun Wukong said with a stick on his back.

"Are you busy? What are you busy with?"

"Don't you think this sunset is beautiful?" said Sun Wukong, looking at the horizon, "Only by looking at this can I insist on walking west every day."

"You can look while looking, as long as you don't hit the big tree."

"I don't do anything when I look at the sunset!"

"Sun Wukong, you can't do this, you can't bully the bald man like this. If you starve him to death, we will not be able to find the West Heaven. If we can't find the West Heaven, the curse on us will never be lifted." Zhu Bajie said.

...

In his previous life, "The Legend of Wukong" was hailed as the first book on the Internet. The author "Where is the sky in the world" reinterpreted some plots of "Journey to the West" from the perspective of modern people, and the whole article was filled with thoughts about life.

The tragic hero Sun Wukong, Tang Seng and others' struggle against fate, and the tenacious and unyielding spirit of struggling from adversity, have still moved generations after generation.

Su Qi believes that such a novel will shock many people in this world.

Late at night, Su Qi was quietly typing the words alone, and the passionate and classic plots in the Legend of Wukong were reappeared in his writing.

In the whole room, there was only the keyboard typing, telling the loneliness of the writer.

A hotel.

Chen Zitao took a deep breath and stood in front of the mirror to dress himself up. In his reflection, he had a handsome face, black and shiny short, elegant and dignified black suit, and his whole person was handsome.

A creaking sound.

The door opened and a beautiful woman came in. She had a beautiful face, but her temperament was cold and seemed a little uninhuman.

"Sister Jin, what's going on?"

"Don't worry, the explosion incident has been suppressed now. There are a lot of notices recently. You have to work hard and calm down a little these days, so don't cause trouble anymore." Jin Keru sat on the sand and replied lazily.

Chen Zitao nodded, then gritted his teeth and asked, "What about Su Qi? There should be no company to sign him recently, right?"

"You have ordered him to be banned, who dares to sign him?" Jin Keru poured himself a glass of water, "You don't have to think about Su Qi's affairs. He will only stay in the third line forever, and in the end he will be slowly forgotten. And you will go higher and higher, and you will never have any interaction with him again."

"By the way, the matter on the Spring Festival Gala has been negotiated, and this opportunity is very rare. You have to prepare well. After the Spring Festival Gala, you should be promoted to a first-line artist."

"Yes." Chen Zitao looked at himself in the mirror, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

Home.

The crackling sound kept resounding.

One hour.

Two hours.

Su Qi never rested. He didn't let go of the keyboard until his fingers started to numb and there was a bit of pain. For two hours, he wrote more than 20,000 words.

On average, it's a very terrifying degree.

Exit the coding interface. Su Qi opened the post bar and entered the word "start point" in the search bar.

Qidian Bar is a place where authors gather to discuss their works. Most of the users in it are basically authors, including novices who have just entered this industry, and veteran drivers who have been frustrated for many years. As for the great masters, they have also appeared, but they are basically in diving and rarely bubbling.

Su Qi does not have a Tieba account, so he can’t speak, so he can only browse the posts silently. The bar is full of lively and chatting.

"Newcomers and new books, please give me advice."

"Who can help me give me a noble but coquettish, gorgeous but connotational name? Wait online!"

"I have been secretly in love with a girlfriend for many years, and I have confessed my love live today."

"This baby is on the shelves tomorrow. Please help me."

“…”

Su Qi turned the page and except for some posts from new authors asking for book reviews, the rest were all kinds of water posts.

After watching for a long time, he didn't see any valuable information. Just when Su Qi was about to click on the upper right corner to close the browser, he finally found a topic about discussing the "Great Sage Essay Order". He was happy and hurriedly took back his mouse.

When I clicked on this post, I had hundreds of replies, and everyone was expressing their own views on this "Great Sage Essay Contest".

First floor: "Qi Dian has another essay contest. What do you think?"

Second floor: "Grandpa told me that no matter what activities he does, I can't get first place anyway."

Third Floor: "Puff, what your grandfather said upstairs makes sense, I was speechless."

Fourth Floor: "To be honest, the rewards for this event are too generous."

Fifth Floor: "Yes, Dianniang actually collaborated with CCTV. That's the Spring Festival Gala. Who doesn't want to go up and show her face?"

Sixth Floor: "This activity is just for the great gods, and newcomers will not stand out."

7th Floor: "Yes, the water in the starting point is too deep, and it is too difficult for newcomers to get along."

Eighth Floor: "The topic of Journey to the West is hard to write. If you don't write well, you will be criticized. If you want to participate, I advise you not to touch the topic of Journey to the West."

Ninth Floor: "But if you have deep skills, you will have great advantages in writing the topic of Journey to the West. After all, Brother Monkey has a great influence on the Chinese people."

Everyone had a heated discussion on whether to write about Journey to the West. A nicknamed "Xi Yaoyao" said: "The masters will definitely have someone to write about Journey to the West. I am quite looking forward to this."

The bar friend "Dead Pig Madman" replied below this floor: "Among the great gods, I think "White-Yue Ruoxue" is quite powerful, and it is very likely that he will win the first place in this competition."

Another person named "Little Fuji Goddess" retorted: "Not necessarily, "Evil Ziyi" is also very powerful, I like his writing style very much."

Xie Ziyi and Bai Yi Ruoxue are both top gods in the online literature world, and they are the kind of existence that countless authors look up to. Moreover, when Su Qi looked up the information, he learned that Xie Ziyi's writer level is one level higher than Bai Yi Ruoxue.

Xie Ziyi has been in the industry for eighteen years and has written no less than ten big-selling novels. He is one of the only supreme gods in Qidian. It is said that his copyright can be sold for tens of millions easily.

"The news is that the evil god started to conceive a plot for this essay contest a month ago. He is heading for the first place."

"You're considered a gimmick? Who is not jealous of the reward for appearing on the Spring Festival Gala? Which of those great gods is ready to go?"

"That's right, white clothes Ruoxuexue, Jun Moyan, Xie Ziyi, Xing Wuchen, Mohen... No one among these great gods can refuse the temptation to appear on the Spring Festival Gala."

"This is the stage for the great gods."

"Yes, the online literature circle is very lively now."

"I'm so excited when some of these great gods want to compete on the same stage and fight with each other."

"How long has it been since this era of gods' battle for hegemony?"

"Damn it, I will open a new book on January 1st, and I will be tortured now."

"Haha, let's go to the upper floor after the New Year. The masters are fighting, so don't get involved with us, little flops."

"Yes, we newcomers should give way to the great gods."

"Sit on January 1st, the era of the gods fighting for supremacy is coming!"

Su Qi put down his mouse and fell into deep thought. These great gods actually wanted to participate in this event. They are all old writers who have been writing for countless years. Whether it is the control of the plot or the shaping of characters, they are not comparable to ordinary writers. It seems that this battle is difficult to fight.

But Su Qi is not afraid, so what can you do if you are a great god? I also have my support, and I will not be worse than you!

Su Qimu showed the light of fighting spirit. Only with challenges can one have motivation. If you can win easily, it would be meaningless.

Thinking of this, he opened the codec software again and started to continue working.

The newcomer dares not write about Journey to the West? He insists on writing!

Newcomers dare not participate in this event? He insists on participating!

The newcomer wants to give way to the great god? He refuses!

He was determined to get involved in this battle between the gods!
Chapter completed!