Rebirth As a Writer In Britain

After Kevin signed the contract from Editor-in-Chief Enni's office, the other players came out of the rematch area one after another. Judging from their expressions, they seem to be quite satisfied with their work.

Of course, at least Kevin's early submission of papers also made them feel that there was an extra chance in their hearts.

After Kevin greeted a few of them, he walked out of the London Literary Publishing House alone. Now that the publication of "Jane Eyre" has been settled, what is waiting for him is to wait for the listing, and then get the manuscript fee.

"When the 200,000 pounds are in hand, it's just enough to pay off the debts my father owed." Kevin thought to himself.

As for the royalties for film and television copyright, editor-in-chief Enni also told him honestly that it depends on the film and television company. The London Literary Publishing House is only responsible for promoting it to the other party. As for whether to start making TV series or movies, everything is up to them.

However, this did not worry Kevin. The popularity of "Jane Eyre" will definitely make the film and television company sign a copyright contract with him without hesitation. All he needs is time, and time will prove everything.

As for the discussion on Twitter about Kevin submitting the article within ten minutes, the other players also took out their mobile phones and tweeted after they came out of the rematch area.

"Thanks to the guy who turned in the paper early, you gave me a chance." A confident contestant wrote.

"Brother, thank you for your sudden withdrawal. Although I may not have the confidence to win the first place, your withdrawal undoubtedly gave us a little more chance."

"Hey, do you believe it? Some people treat such an authoritative competition as a joke."

"I don't think God will forgive him for wasting a chance to enter the literary world."

The tweets of these players are obvious, and they all feel that Kevin's premature submission of papers is a waste of this spot.

But they didn't know that at this time, Kevin had already signed the publishing contract of "Jane Eyre" with the London Literary Publishing House, and had tea with the editor-in-chief of the young woman of London Literature. The most terrible thing is that Kevin's work, which was completed in ten minutes, is a classic every word. Perhaps, one day, these people will know.

After the editor-in-chief Enni returned home, she turned on her computer and also went on Twitter. As the editor-in-chief of the London Literary Press, many people also forwarded these tweets to her.

She began to slowly read these people's comments on Kevin's early submission of the paper, and she couldn't sit still. She called Kevin immediately, and Kevin just returned to the hotel at this time. Seeing editor-in-chief Enni calling, I thought it was about "Jane Eyre", so I immediately picked it up.

"Hi, dear editor-in-chief Enni, what's the matter?"

"Kevin, do you know? Your performance in the rematch today has spread on Twitter, and many people think you are wasting a spot in the rematch." Enni reminded.

"Really? Dear editor-in-chief Enni, please believe me. I really have confidence in this year's literary competition." Kevin said.

"Well, I'm just telling you, be careful in the future. However, as a newcomer, being able to be talked about on Twitter seems to be a good thing." Enni said helplessly.

"Perhaps. Thank you for your advice, though."

After chatting for a few words, the two of them hung up the phone.

In fact, not only Enni and Zela saw these tweets, but also Augustine in Edinburgh.

When he saw on Twitter that Kevin submitted the rematch article within ten minutes,

He smiled. I thought to myself: At your level, we have been in the same class for so long and still don’t know? Entering the semi-finals this time can only say that you are lucky. God made a joke for you. Now that the joke is over, you have to be treated as a joke.

Since Augustine also posted this tweet, Collison, who is the class teacher, also saw the news. He also frowned, thinking in his heart: Dear Kevin, what the hell are you doing? Can you really finish a work that beats the crowd in ten minutes? This is simply fantastic. Alas, may God Almighty bless him.

Kevin didn't have the time to think about these issues. What he thought about was that when the manuscript fee came, he would not only help his father pay off some debts, but also buy a brand new computer. In this way, he could also surf the Internet normally. Play twitter like them. Most importantly, it will be much easier for him to write articles in the future.

After all the articles for the semi-finals have been submitted, the judges will start to conduct a closed review of them. For the sake of fairness, all pages about player information are locked. Only after they have selected the nouns can they be disassembled.

The entire review and evaluation took one and a half days, and there were a total of 8 judges, all of whom are currently well-known figures in the British literary world, and their professionalism is self-evident.

"Hi, dear Curry, I suddenly feel that our task is huge, and the talents of English literature are waiting to be discovered by us." Santos, who is also one of the judges, said to Curry.

"Yes, so we have to be extra careful and try our best to let those talented and learned people get good rankings." Mr. Curry said rigorously.

"Okay, folks, let's start reviewing the manuscripts of these literary geniuses. Hopefully, there will be something that surprises us."

So, the editors began to review the manuscripts. They are all leaders in the industry and are quite responsible.

But after more than two hours passed, many judges shook their heads one after another, expressing their dissatisfaction with the works written by the contestants in the semi-finals.

Yes, many players are facing such a situation for the first time. There is no problem, but facing a broom, they can only think wildly. After all, among the more than 20 players, many of them are nobles. They were born rich and wealthy, and they have never touched a broom before.

Mr. Curry also had the same expression as everyone else. He read three rematch works in a row. Except for one that was not bad, the other two were quite bad. Some people even directly wrote about the production project of a broom. There is no literary standard at all.

"If it really doesn't work, then cancel the title of champion of this literary competition. We can't let those mediocre works win awards, right? Isn't that an insult to the London Literary Competition." Mr. Curry thought in his heart.

But no matter how the semi-finals of this literary competition are, as judges, they will continue to patiently review other manuscripts.

It's just that every time they review an article, they shake their heads helplessly.

"Mr. Curry, have you reviewed any satisfactory works?"

"No, so far, I haven't seen a satisfactory work." Curry said helplessly.

"It's too bad, I don't have one either. Is there no literary genius in this literary competition?"

"Ask Santos, what has he gained, hello, dear Santos, how is your situation?" Mr. Curry said to Santos.

But Santos didn't pay attention to him at all. He kept his eyes on the manuscript in his hand and couldn't hear the sound of the outside world at all.