Chapter 234 I Am Such a Writer

Chapter 234 I Am Such a Writer

One week ago, after the episode for I Am a Writer, Please Roast Me’s shooting was completed, inside the breakroom for contestant seven, Feng Bujue was naturally eliminated for handing in nothing for the final round. After chatting with the other contestants, he returned to the breakroom happily, drinking the provided canned coffee. Finally, he could go home after the interviews.

Not long after that, Oscar brought two cameramen, an audio guy, and a lighting guy to knock on the room door. Feng Bujue went to answer it. After they entered, they started to set up the equipment. Oscar walked in to shake Feng Bujue’s hand like this was a meeting with a government official. "Thank you, it must have been tiring..."

"No, no, it is more tiring for you..." He paused to ask, "Hmm? Do you need to do seven interviews?"

"No, no, I’m just interviewing you," Oscar replied. "This is the director’s rules. I’m to interview the eliminated writer, and the remaining six will be interviewed by the editors or sub directors."

"Oh." Feng Bujue nodded.

The few had already set up the recording equipment in the room. During the interview, the interviewer and the writer were placed in the corner of the room. There was tape on the ground to specify where the chairs should be placed. The workers busied themselves for a while, and the interview was ready. Oscar carried a set of documents with him. He sat across from Feng Bujue, away from the camera, and said, "Then... shall we start?"

"Sure," Feng Bujue replied. He was in a hurry to go home, so naturally, the faster the better.

"When you received the invitation to be on the show, were you nervous... or pressured?" Oscar followed the script he had and started the interview.

"No."

"Then, did you hesitate?" Oscar asked. "After all, you’re a famous writer. When you hear you have to face the other writers on this stage, did it feel weird?"

"I am nothing compared to them, so why should I hesitate?"

"Haha..." Oscar laughed. He picked up the mobile broadcaster he had. With a few clicks, he placed it before Feng Bujue. It was showing part of the episode. "Why did you give this title to the episode?"Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

"Because I could predict what would happen next," Feng Bujue answered.

"Now let’s see..." Oscar followed up. He forwarded to another segment. "Why did you write something like that during the first round?"

"Why can’t I?" Feng Bujue replied with a laugh. "Just like I said, the keywords were war, hero, and character. It’s hard to come up with a surprising answer, so I wrote about someone that would surprise everyone."

Oscar nodded and pushed the video forward. "Then, during the audience voting segment, which place did you predict yourself would be?"

"The last place..." Feng Bujue said, "I told you I have over-corrected."

"During the second round, I noticed that you didn’t have a single word on your panel at all."

"Because the frame is all here." Feng Bujue used his finger to point at his head.

"A writer?"

"Hmm... For me..."

"A writer..."

"Is someone who use words to build a dream."

"A career and a business."

"A spreader of thoughts."

"Is my life."

"Is ordinary and extraordinary..."

"A path of no return? Haha... please cut this out."

"They say that this is not good and that is not good, but when they write it themselves, can they even achieve their own set standard?"

"Because I like to write, so I held on."

"Everyone starts at the same place. We are chasing the same dream. Some strayed from the path or... have given up completely. But I believe those who carried on will eventually meet at the end."

"I often have to remind myself that I am a writer. This is not just a show. We are writers even outside the show. We need to use our performance to show the public what a writer is and not have them tell us how to write."

"If everyone can be a writer, why the need for professional writers?"

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"Following tradition, every writer that comes to our show has to answer this..." Oscar paused. "Mr. Bujue... what is the meaning of the word ’writer’ to you?"

After Feng Bujue watched the not so long VCR, he suddenly felt like this was a difficult question. "Let me think about it."

A serious expression showed on his face. This had never once appeared during the show. After a long silence, Feng Bujue finally said, "I got it."

The audio raised the boom, and Oscar waved at the cameraman.

"Give him a close up." He turned his face to Feng Bujue. "Okay, please go ahead."

"For me, a writer is... someone who can use words to change the world. Only by believing in that and believing in yourself can a dream become reality."