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Chapter 1 The Little Black House (1)(2/2)

Target - beauty pressure!

He began to understand the mood of a female star on the red carpet.

The Heavenly Palace List is the holy place that online writers yearn for the most!

As the industry leader, Thunder Literature Network has added a nomination rule in the third year to hold a writers' meeting: There is no limit on the writers on this website. Once this move was made, all the websites said that this award had nothing to do with them, and the writers on this website do not accept nominations from other websites.

However, no matter how loud the protests sounded, it could not stop Thunder from moving forward. The Thunder List was renamed to the more domineering Tiangong List. After the first rename, it nominated its competitor Zunwo Literature Network's leading master, and gave a considerable award. Although the great god did not attend the award ceremony, he was still quite proud to mention it later. Over time, the Heavenly Palace List is no longer a grand event that Thunder Literature Network pays attention to. Although the most important award is still in the hands of Thunder's own great gods, no one can deny that the influence of the Heavenly Palace List is constantly expanding, and it is hidden in the first authoritative list of online literature!

This is also the reason why Pan Ting is obsessed with the most influential diamond character award.

After winning this award, he will be the uncrowned king of the online literature industry this year.

Unfortunately, this year is destined to be the year of Xinchou.

Life is hard and ugly.

Pan Ting sighed.

Fortunately, he is here, so he reserves the last pure land for this ugly world.

Thunder Literature Network has a wealthy and generous package to the entire theater ceremony venue. The red carpet goes forward from the entrance of the theater and passes through half of the parking lot. The parking lot is specially arranged to ensure that when each writer arrives, the car can stop in front of the red carpet and leave from the other side.

The audience who arrived early were arranged to stand on both sides of the red carpet to greet them.

Whenever a writer gets off the car, the mobile phones raised high on the scene will make "clicks" sounds one after another. They do not look at the results of the photos, but only look at the shooting process. Instead, they have a bit of the style of the film and television awards ceremony.

The Mantou Master won the grand prize and attracted much attention on the spot, but he walked very low-key. Only a few male readers cheered on the spot, and the atmosphere was always calm. Pan Ting came late and was responsible for the lasting responsibility. He followed the Mantou Master and was a hot spot for the boss of the big axis.

As soon as his handsome face appeared, it aroused the enthusiasm of the audience. The female readers screamed in love, and the mobile phone cameras were all on the stage. The scene was so hot that it was far better than that of the Mantou Master.

Pan Ting smiled and waved to both sides, putting down the big rock in his heart.

In this era of soaring prices, it is really commendable that everyone's aesthetic view is so good that it has not depreciated.

The screams continued until the end of the red carpet.

The second before entering the door, Pan Ting was still simulating the decent smile after seeing Master Mantou, warning himself that no matter how vulgar and shameless the other party showed off, he would maintain a noble image that did not discriminate against the brain-dead person. Even if he cursed the other party until his body was incomplete, he would never show any true feelings on his face.

Behind the door, a neon-like colorful luster flashed his eyes.

The pleasant wind chimes jingled.

A gust of breeze blew by.

It seems-

What he was in front of him was not a theater, but a thatched hut that leaked in winter and rain in summer.

The door swayed for a moment and closed heavily behind him.

The loud noise of the closing door shocked Pan Ting. His eyes swept around in fear, constantly confirming that the scene in front of him was indeed inside the theater, and the colorful light and wind chimes were just lights and sound effects.

"Is it here? Is anyone?"

He slowly moved forward two steps.

"Welcome to the Creator's system space!"

Pan Ting tentatively said: "This is a special plan for the award ceremony? What about the others?"

“They are doing testing in their respective rooms.”

Pan Ting was surprised: "Another test? What kind of test?" This must be the most bizarre award ceremony in history.

“Testing test for outline.”

It sounds like it was prepared for the writer. Pan Ting was a little convinced: "Do I want to participate too? Where can I participate?"

"Please walk a hundred meters forward and enter the mode of the small dark room. I am the man behind the Creator and will serve you wholeheartedly."

...

The live version of the dark room makes people think a lot.

Pan Ting took a step back: "I suddenly remembered that the gas stove at home was not turned off..."

"It must be someone else's gas stove. Your house only has a microwave."

“…”

"If you win, you will get a big prize!"

“What big prize?”
Chapter completed!
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