Of course, there are also hidden rewards.
Regardless of whether he gets a title or not, his pen name will become famous during the competition. Of course, the higher the title, the louder the reputation. This also means that even after the competition period, people will know him and will generate income for his subsequent sales of stories.
Because the ranking of the novel nouns every year is not only decided by the famous judges of the current year, but also by the people of the whole prefecture.
Therefore, people come one after another to participate in the competition every day. Even if they are not famous themselves, they might break through the siege and become a dark horse.
"I suggest you participate." said Boss Huang.
Zhang Xiuyuan had just arrived and no one knew the name of Yizhi Haitang. This storytelling competition was a great opportunity.
Zhang Xiuyuan was somewhat tempted. He really wanted to participate, so he asked, "Are there any requirements for participating in the competition?"
"There aren't any requirements for dialogue writers, but there are requirements for the storybooks in the annual competition. This year's requirements were released just yesterday."
The storybook to be created this time has to be the opposite. In the Great Sheng Dynasty, women were superior to men. The background of this storybook needs to be created based on the principle of men being superior to women. It needs to reflect the strong and unyielding spirit of the heroine. The content of the storybook should be ups and downs, with tearful moments, but in the end everyone should be happy, and the hero and heroine should live happily together.
After listening to this, Zhang Xiuyuan seemed to be thinking about something.
"You can represent a bookstore in the competition, or you can participate individually. Once you've made your decision, you can tell me."
"Okay, I'll come look for you after I think about it."
Zhao Chuchu didn't come back until the afternoon. She had been running around Tangzhou Prefecture all morning, comparing the quality and prices of the ingredients, and finally signing a contract with the boss. She was exhausted.
As soon as Zhao Chuchu came back, Zhang Xiuyuan poured her some water and asked her to sit down and rest for a while. Then he went to get some water, wrung out a towel, and wiped her sweat.
Zhao Chuchu drank the water in one gulp and felt a little more alive. She was so tired that she let Zhang Xiuyuan take care of her attentively.
Looking at her young husband standing so close to her, she suddenly leaned over, kissed Qingjun on the cheek, and then smiled foolishly.
Zhang Xiuyuan was already used to her occasional sneak attacks, luckily they were the only two in the room.
"Have all the arrangements been completed?" Zhang Xiuyuan asked.
"Well, everything has been negotiated. I guess they will deliver the goods soon." Zhao Chuchu stared at Zhang Xiuyuan with sparkling eyes, as if she was longing for something.
Zhang Xiuyuan felt helpless but also amused, and said, "Wife, you are really amazing."
"That's right." Zhao Chuchu accepted the praise without feeling embarrassed at all. If she had a tail at this moment, she would definitely wag it happily.
Zhang Xiuyuan told her about the storytelling competition.
"There actually is such a competition." Zhao Chuchu sighed. She had only heard of essay competitions, mathematics, and physics competitions in school. She never expected that there was a storytelling competition in the ancient prosperous dynasty.
"If you want to participate, then go ahead. I believe you can do it." Zhao Chuchu encouraged.
"Okay, actually I already have an idea, let me tell you."
Zhao Chuchu looked at his eyes that were shining with hope and nodded without hesitation.
"How about it?" Zhang Xiuyuan excitedly expressed his idea.
Zhao Chuchu was stunned, feeling as if struck by lightning.
She had only one feeling in her heart: Oh, Heaven, Oh, Earth, please give me back my simple and beautiful little husband.
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