Chapter 14

After Kevin signed the contract from Annie's office, the other players came out of the semi-finals area one after another. From the expression, they seem to be satisfied with their works.

Of course, at least Kevin's early hand in the paper also made them think that they had an opportunity.

Kevin and a few of them said hello, then a person out of the London Literature Press. Now the issue of Jane Eyre's publication has been settled. The only thing waiting for him is to wait for the publication and then get the contribution fee.

"When the 200000 pounds are in hand, it's just time to pay back the debts my father owes." Kevin thought.

As for the film and television copyright, editor in chief Annie told him very honestly that it depends on the meaning of the film and television company. The London literature press is only responsible for promoting it to the other side. As for whether they can start making TV series or movies, it's up to them to decide.

But that didn't worry Kevin. At that time, the best-selling of Jane Eyre will surely make the film and television companies sign a copyright agreement with him without hesitation. All he needs is time. Only time can prove everything.

As for twitter, the discussion that Kevin handed in the article within ten minutes is still going on. After other players came out of the semi-finals area, they also took out their mobile phones and tweeted.

"Thanks to the guy who handed in the paper early. You gave me the chance." A confident player wrote.

"Man, thank you for your sudden withdrawal. Although I'm not sure I'm confident, Augustine also published this tweet, so collison, as the head teacher, also saw this news. He also frowned, thinking: Dear Kevin, what are you doing? Can you really finish a work that is superior to others in more than ten minutes? It's fantastic. Oh, God bless him.

Kevin doesn't have the heart to think about these problems. He thinks that when the contribution fee comes, he will not only help his father pay off some debts, but also buy a brand new computer. In this way, he can surf the Internet normally and play twitter like them. The most important thing is that it is convenient for him to write articles in the future.

After all the articles of the second round are handed in, the judges will begin to review them in a closed way. For the sake of fairness, all the pages about the players have been subscribed. Only after they have selected the terms can they open them.

The whole review and evaluation time is one and a half days. There are eight judges in total. All of them are famous figures in the British literary world, and their professionalism is self-evident.

"Hi, dear curry, I suddenly feel that our task is huge. Talents of English literature are waiting to be discovered by us." Santos, one of the judges, told curry.

"Yes, so we have to be very careful and try our best to make the talented people get good places." Mr. curry said it rigorously.

"Well, everybody, let's start to examine the contributions of these literary talents. I hope there will be something to surprise us

As a result, editors began to review manuscripts. They are both leaders in the industry and are quite responsible.

However, after more than two hours, many judges shook their heads one after another, indicating that they were not satisfied with the works written by the contestants in this competition.

Yes, many players are faced with such a situation for the first time. There is no problem. They are just faced with a broom. They can only think wildly. After all, many of the more than 20 contestants are aristocrats. They were born rich. Where did they ever touch brooms.

Mr. curry has the same expression as everyone else. He has read three semi-finals works in a row. Except for one, the other two are quite bad. Some people even write about the production project of a broom directly, which has no literary standard at all.

"If not, the title of this literary competition will be cancelled. Can't let those works of ordinary level also win the grand prize? Isn't that an insult to the London literary competition? " Mr. curry thought to himself.

However, no matter how the second round works of this literature competition are, as judges, they continue to patiently review other manuscripts.

But every time they review an article, they shake their heads helplessly.

"Mr. curry, have you found any satisfactory works?"

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

"It's terrible. I didn't either. Is there not a literary genius in this literary competition? "

"Ask Santos what he's got. Hey, dear Santos, what's going on over there?" Mr. curry said to Santos.

But Santos didn't pay any attention to him. His eyes were staring at the manuscript in his hand, and he couldn't hear the voice of the outside world. He seemed to be distracted, and occasionally a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.