"Does it really matter if you answer like that?" Bao Daren asked.

Feng Bujue said, "Of course it doesn't matter, my editor won't mind. As for the TV station… current TV programs are so open, you can basically say anything. My answer will probably be seen as a joke." He paused. "But you can see from the editing space left after that clip that Oscar was also momentarily speechless."

"I'm curious, after this show, what will the other writers think of you…" Xiao Tan asked. At that moment, Assas had climbed onto Xiao Tan's lap, reaching out with his furry little paws to plunder the food from Xiao Tan's plate, and Xiao Tan didn't seem inclined to stop him.

"Actually, we chatted both before and after the competition," Feng Bujue said. "Although my worth, fame, and influence are far from those six, we get along very well. It's not just superficial harmony, we genuinely enjoyed talking to each other."

"Speaking of which, aren't rivals the norm in your line of work?" Bao Daren interjected.

"It depends on the situation… Lao Bao, you're in officialdom, you know a lot of people, you should understand. There are always some bastards in any industry." Feng Bujue said bluntly, "These people are no good, whether it's talent or diligence. They're mostly active in the middle and lower levels of the industry. They spend their days using illegitimate means of competition, saying one thing to your face and another behind your back, and they like to act like seniors in front of new recruits, showing off their superiority."

"They're always envious, jealous, and hateful towards those who are doing better than them, with seriously unbalanced mindsets. Instead of trying to catch up with others through hard work, they resort to tricks, or blame everyone but themselves." He paused. "Such a group of people are like stubborn dirt at the corner of a water pipe. They don't have the ability to completely block the water flow, but they spare no effort to pollute the source. It's difficult to remove them completely, but leaving them alone is annoying. Because of the existence of such a group of bastards, many industries are filled with smog, and under their influence, many originally disciplined practitioners also become corrupted. Some violations gradually become unwritten rules, and those who don't follow these rules can only suffer in silence."

Men always become eloquent when talking about their careers, and Feng Bujue was no exception. "So… in many highly competitive or direct industries, colleagues become enemies." He changed the subject. "But the six people at the show are all top professionals in the industry, and at their level, that kind of conflict doesn't exist."

"Since they can become top professionals, each of them must have something extraordinary about them. It's just that bastards can often only see the shortcomings of successful people, but not their strengths and efforts."

"Three of these six are worth tens of millions or more, and besides, everyone is a cultured person. Even if there is a direct conflict of interest between them under certain circumstances, they will resolve it in the way writers do. Attacking each other or even yelling in public would seem a bit low-class."

"Hehe… But the fans of these people must have been constantly fighting when they watched this show, right?" Bao Daren asked again.

"That's like the emperor not being worried while the eunuchs are," Feng Bujue said. "These great masters themselves may just be participating with a playful attitude, but the fans are serious. The show itself is entertainment, and there's no first in literature, so how can you determine who's better."

"In my opinion, whoever wins this final will not be well-received and will definitely be blackened by the fans of others." He spread his hands. "That's why I don't want to get involved in any resurrection matches. What if I got seventh place in the online voting? Wouldn't the fans of the guy in eighth place hate me to death?"

"Are you, who are unscrupulous on the show and exhibit various characteristics of industry tumors, afraid of being blackened?" Xiao Tan lifted Assas up, blocking his own face with the cat's face, as if Assas had said these words.

"Put down my cat," Feng Bujue said. "Selling cute is shameful."

While the three were chatting, the show in the video had entered its final segment.

Oscar came to the front of the camera, and the scene once again returned to the horror movie-like darkness. The spotlight shone down from directly above, and in a pillar of light, Oscar stood there with a solemn expression and said, "The moment everyone has been waiting for has finally arrived. The third round, also the final round, of the ultimate showdown is about to begin." He extended an arm and pointed at the camera. "Welcome to the final round showdown – Finishing Touch."

At this time, the TV screen showed the rules of the third round.

"This round is very time-consuming, and the rules are also relatively complex," Oscar said. "In this round, each contestant will randomly draw an unfinished novel." He paused. "Which is what we commonly call a 'castrated' novel."

Oscar faced the camera and said, "The authors of these novels, for various reasons, were unable to write an ending to the story, and it ended abruptly in the middle of the plot. The task of our seven writers is to add a perfect ending to these unfinished stories."

At this time, the camera switched, and Oscar skillfully turned his face to the next camera and said, "The novels in this round were jointly selected by the three chief editors of our program team and many staff members. They read countless unfinished works, and after a phased selection and discussion, they selected these seven novels. The amount of work was very large, so let's give these behind-the-scenes heroes some applause."

The director on set directed the audience to give a round of enthusiastic applause.

Oscar continued, "Now, these seven novels have been printed out separately." As he spoke, several staff members had come to the side of the contestants' seats and gave each contestant an envelope with a number written on it.

"Each of our seven writers will receive an envelope. Each envelope contains a stack of bound A4 paper, with an unfinished novel of about 100,000 words on it," Oscar explained. "Of course, we can't ask the contestants to read the entire novel in the allotted time. Therefore, there is also a special piece of paper in the envelope, which records the outline summarized by the editorial team of *I am a Writer* for this novel. The outline includes the relationship between the existing characters and a rough retelling of the plot, with about three thousand words."

Oscar waved his hand and pointed to the large screen on the set. "The time for this round is ninety minutes!" He snapped his fingers, and a countdown of 90:00 appeared on the large screen. "When I call out 'Start,' you can open the envelopes. You have ninety minutes to write a final chapter for the novel you draw. This final chapter will directly continue after the last chapter of the book."

The camera scanned the faces of each contestant, and then returned to Oscar's close-up. "In this round, the audience members can also see the outline of each book, so as to judge whether the content written by the writers corresponds to the previous text. But… the scoring standard for the audience members in this round is only for the last chapter written by the contestants themselves. That is to say, the audience members only need to make a horizontal comparison between the seven chapters of the seven writers."

"On this basis, please choose… the one you think is the best, and then cast your vote."

Oscar added, "I said earlier that the index of the final round will account for 40% of the total index. However, in this 40%, the voting index of the audience members only accounts for two-thirds. The other one-third comes from our expert jury." He reached out and pointed to the front row of the audience and introduced, "The twenty-person expert jury, composed of the three chief editors, fourteen editors, and three teachers we invited from the Writers Association, their votes will be converted into… one-third of the contestants' index in the final round."

Oscar said, "Our twenty expert teachers have all read the seven novels in the third round completely in advance, and most of them participated in the writing of the outline. However, before the competition, no one knew which contestant would draw which book." His tone deliberately created an increasingly tense atmosphere, "The scoring standards of the teachers are more stringent. They will comprehensively evaluate the endings written by the writers from many factors such as the degree of fit between the final chapter and the previous text, the consistency of the writing style, and the rationality of the plot."

"Okay, I believe everyone can't wait any longer, so now… the third round, Finishing Touch… officially begins!" With Oscar's command, the time on the big screen jumped to 89:59, and then began to count down second by second. The annoying ticking of the stopwatch also came from the TV screen.

"The audience in front of the TV won't wait ninety minutes, right?" Xiao Tan asked at this time.

Feng Bujue replied, "Of course not, this segment should be condensed to about ten minutes, mainly relying on the interview content edited later to fill it up, and some interviews with the audience on set will also be included. There will also be an insertion of the lucky draw of the current show, and of course, there will be advertisements." He suddenly thought of something, "Oh, right, there is no background sound effect on set. The ticking sound was added later."

"Hiss… I say, this round, ninety minutes may not be enough, right? For a 100,000-word novel, even if you only look at the beginning and the end, skip all the content in the middle, and rely on the outline to brainstorm… it will take nearly half an hour to sort out your thoughts before you can officially start writing," Bao Daren said.

"That's a must," Feng Bujue replied, "Writing with the two input methods on set, and creating on the spot, completing more than two thousand words with guaranteed quality in an hour is considered professional." He picked up the drink on the coffee table and took a sip, "And I think the ending is actually very difficult to write. Furthermore, these castrated books have many plot holes that haven't been filled. The audience on set doesn't know, but the expert jury will score based on the filling of the holes. Also, it's best to imitate the original author's style when writing, so that people don't feel like they're watching a different show at first glance."

"Just listening to it makes me feel it's super difficult…" Xiao Tan said.

Feng Bujue stretched. "I think it's okay. When recording this part, the audience and most of the staff were resting. Only four fixed cameras and two mobile cameras on the stage had to follow the whole process. During this time, I took the time to chat with Oscar, who was touching up his makeup, and then went to the bathroom."

"Hey… wait, didn't you say that time was tight? You actually had time to leave your seat to chat with others?" Bao Daren exclaimed.

"Hehe… you'll know when you see the results," Feng Bujue replied.

Since it was a preliminary edited version, even the ten-minute segment in the middle was quickly skipped, and it soon played to the part where the results were announced.

With Oscar's countdown, a series of close-up shots of the writers appeared at a ghost-like speed, and the music became more and more urgent. Finally, when the time on the big screen ran out, Oscar shouted hoarsely, "Time's up!"

He wiped away the sweat and breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew… finally, the moment of revelation has arrived. I want to ask a question first…" Oscar turned to the contestants' seats, "Everyone… did you have enough time?"

"No~time~" The writers replied in unison.

This scene was like an elementary school classroom in the 1980s, where the teacher asked on the podium, "What do you students want to be when you grow up?"

The students would reply in unison, drawing out their voices, "Sci~en~tists~"

Feng Bujue didn't speak at this time, so Oscar stepped forward and asked, "I see that contestant Feng Bujue didn't speak, so it seems that you think the time was quite ample, right?"

Feng Bujue replied, "Yes, I finished reading the whole book."

"In ninety minutes?" Oscar asked with wide eyes.

"Yes," Feng Bujue replied.

"Wow, does contestant Feng Bujue's ability mean that he can read ten lines at a glance?" Oscar continued, "Then let me ask, after you finished reading it, what did you think of this book?"

"It's well written," Feng Bujue replied expressionlessly.

Oscar made a funny face at the camera, "Why do I feel like you can give this evaluation after only watching for five minutes?"

A burst of laughter rang out on set.

"Okay, according to the usual practice, let's start by announcing the work of contestant number one," Oscar brought the topic back on track and came to Xuan Tianzong's console. "Xuan Tian, you drew number one today, do you feel a lot of pressure?"

"Um…" Xuan Tianzong thought for a moment and replied, "Actually… it's okay, like going to the hospital for an injection when I was a kid, the feeling that a long pain is worse than a short pain, I think it's better to be the first." He smiled and turned his head. "Anyone who draws number one next time can trade with me."

When the program reached this point, the contestants' moods had also relaxed, and they would make some jokes with each other. Because the creation segment was completely over, the following voting and interview segments were relatively leisurely.

Oscar said, "Okay, let's take a look at the ending written by Xuan Tian."

The chapter written by Xuan Tianzong was immediately displayed on the big screen. The number of words in this final chapter was about 1,700 words. If you read it quickly, you can finish it in four or five minutes. It's really not easy for Oscar to be a host. He has to read the content of the chapter with the audience and the expert jury, and he must read it faster than others, because he has to say some reliable comments immediately after reading it.

Of course, Oscar wasn't completely unprepared. The outlines of these seven books had been announced on the side screen on set an hour ago. Oscar had also interviewed several audience members and expert judges at that time, so he had a basic concept of the plot of the seven novels, so he wouldn't be at a loss when reading the ending.

Speaking of that interview, the opinions of ordinary audience members and experts were indeed different… The audience generally believed that the easiest ending to write was a web game novel drawn by Mo Buxiang, and the most difficult was a Wuxia (martial hero) story drawn by Vegetables and Fruits; but the experts believed that the Wuxia story drawn by Vegetables and Fruits was actually the easiest to end, and the difficult one was an urban superpower novel drawn by I Want to Play.

"Okay, the final chapter written by Xuan Tian has been presented to everyone," Oscar said a few minutes later, "I think everyone, like me, has been shocked by this content of less than two thousand words." At this time, he actually took the initiative to come to Feng Bujue. "Bujue, what do you think of this final chapter?"

"Why are you asking me?" Feng Bujue asked with a puzzled expression.

"Just tell us, we also want to hear what you have to say," Soda laughed, sitting closest to him. The other writers also looked over, looking at him with expectant eyes.

"Okay… how should I put it… The feeling of reading this chapter is like I opened a new anime and started watching the first episode. When I got to the end of this episode, I had a feeling of 'Did I miss an entire season? Why do I feel like this is actually the last episode?'" Feng Bujue replied.

Oscar said, "Um… can you give an example?"

"Sure, like *My Little Monster*," Feng Bujue replied.

"Uh… okay," Oscar said, "I think I understand…"

Next, Eight Fan Screen, Vegetables and Fruits, and Mo Buxiang announced their continued final chapters one by one. The level of each writer was very high. The final chapters they wrote not only restored the style of the original author to a certain extent, but also created a strong "sense of ending." Even if you didn't look at the outline at all, just reading this chapter, you would feel that this chapter was a memorable ending.

And the book that the experts thought was the most difficult, which was the one drawn by I Want to Play, its final chapter was indeed poorly performed. Brother Chang's ending made many viewers feel confused. The expert judges' comment was: "It's already very good to be able to write to this extent."

When the chapters of the first six writers were announced, the final chapters of Vegetables and Fruits and Soda received the best response. The former received the support of the vast majority of the audience, while the latter was highly favored by the expert jury.

"Okay, finally, we've come to the very end." Oscar's physical and mental energy was also greatly consumed by recording this show. He came to Feng Bujue's console, "I have no doubt that in this round, contestant Feng Bujue will bring us another surprise."

Feng Bujue chuckled twice, "Um… in a sense… that's indeed the case."

Oscar waved his hand excitedly, "Now, let's take a look at… the final chapter written by contestant Feng Bujue."

A few seconds later, nothing was displayed on the big screen…

"Uh…" Oscar said softly into the earpiece, "Director, is there a problem with the equipment?"

"It's not a problem with the equipment, it's just that I didn't write anything," Feng Bujue replied to Oscar in place of Director Fei.

Oscar had a stunned expression on his face, "Contestant Feng Bujue… didn't you just say…"

"Yes, there was plenty of time, and I finished reading the whole book. Objectively speaking, I think this brother wrote it really well," Feng Bujue replied. "But I personally don't like this novel, I can even say that I quite hate it, for no reason." He rested his chin on one hand and said into the microphone, "People who walk different paths cannot make plans together. I don't want to continue a single word of this book."