On Saturday morning, Meng Huo left a department employee to work overtime, making the adaptation competition go smoothly.

After the first adaptation assessment was completed, the works of these contestants were all transferred to Meng Huo's computer. He ordered a takeaway and immediately reviewed the works in the office.

It takes several people a day to complete the review for more than 100 novels to be included in the editorial department. But Meng Huo only needs one noon, and he can list the rankings between the contestants’ meals and naps.

Thanks to his super high memory, Meng Huo's method is a bit like cheating. He first read all the manuscripts and divided them into initial levels. After remembering all the contents, he eliminated the bad ones, closed his eyes, and carefully scored excellent works by just memorizing.

He was like a computer, and could analyze and screen each work in detail. Therefore, before 2 pm, Meng Huo thought that more than 40 of the 70 people who passed the test were wiped out by him.

"Hmm..." But after placing the order of good or bad for these works, Meng Huo began to think about whether to suppress the ranking first, and wait until all the four assessments were completed before selecting the novel team he wanted based on all the results.

Although the original plan was to knockout round after round, Meng Huo thought about it more and more that it was more appropriate to look at the results of the four games. For this reason, he found Wang Hui and told her about this.

"It's OK, I want to change the rules, and the writers will be happy." Wang Hui nodded hesitantly. Comprehensive review of several written tests is of course the fairest method, which prevents writers from losing the election due to mistakes in a work, and they will naturally be happy to accept this comprehensive review method.

However, the editors have not considered this method. The reason why they did not adopt it is because the comprehensive review is too difficult. For more than 100 writers, there are more than 100 manuscripts in each competition. There are only six or seven hundred articles in two days.

"Can you be impartial in your opinion, teacher?"

Wang Hui looked at Meng Huo suspiciously. These six or seven hundred manuscripts were not independently scored during review, and each article was aimed at a writer. To review fairly, the reviewer must have a clear idea of ​​which four works each writer wrote. The difficulty is not very high.

If you can't do this, it's better to knock out the game.

Of course, Meng Huo didn't know whether other people could do it or not. He was sure that he could do it.

"No problem, leave it to me... you inform them of the news." Meng Huo ordered Wang Hui, but when he returned to the office, he was a little surprised to find that He Qian was standing at the door of the office waiting for him.

"Aren't you resting today?" Meng Huo thought to himself. He didn't remember that the game department was going to work today. What did He Qian do here?

When He Qian saw Meng Huo appear, her face lit up and she quickly came forward: "Teacher, welcome back."

"Is there anything you want to ask me for?" Meng Huo opened the door and asked He Qian, "Isn't it a holiday today?"

"Yes." After He Qian walked into the office, she looked east and west, with a puzzled look on her face: "This morning is a novel adaptation competition? Teacher, don't you want to review the manuscript? Why don't you see any manuscripts?"

Meng Huo pointed to the computer.

He Qian was surprised: "Is the manuscript in the computer? Why is it a computer?"

"They can use paper or computers, but everyone chose computers." Meng Huo replied, giving the writers a choice. Thanks to the popularity of computers, no contestant chose real pen writing. The reason why they chose computers is simple and more convenient.

In a limited time, the computer speed and the fatigue level of the opponent have advantages. Of course, Meng Huo has turned off the computer network in the company during the competition.

He Qian nodded in understanding. Meng Huo looked at her: "You haven't said anything yet?"

"By the way, this matter... Teacher, have you figured out the review questions in the afternoon?" He Qian suddenly opened her eyes wide with some expectations and looked at Meng Huo with a gaze.

"I have handed the questions to the editors!" Meng Huo nodded. Not to mention the questions for the afternoon, he had also thought about the questions for tomorrow.

He Qian was anxious: "Teacher, have you given instructions? This is too fast..." She rolled her eyes: "I said, teacher, the afternoon written test has not started yet, okay can you give me the question?"

Meng Huo was surprised: "Do you want to make a question?"

"Yes, I want to set the question!" He Qian nodded quickly, as if she was worried that Meng Huo would not agree, and said earnestly: "Anyway, as long as it is a teacher's work, no matter which one is adapted, I want to see what the novel adapted from the game looks like soon as possible!"

Meng Huo smiled: "The question I asked is a game plot."

"That's different." He Qian shook her head: "I have something I want to see more!"

Meng Huo looked at her a little strangely. Then he frowned slightly and thought. The written test had not started yet, and it was still time to modify the questions. Since He Qian wanted to read this so much, it would be as she wished.

And he had already guessed what He Qian wanted to see...

"It's World of Warcraft again, right?"

He smiled and said, Meng Huo had heard that the Game Department was sorting out the fragmented information about this game. These information were left behind every time He Xi went to the Game Department. Although he did not go for this game every time, he would be pestered by He Qian every time, and then he would see their progress on this online game and give them some advice.

These tips can already piece together several game stories and settings, but they are still scattered. Meng Huo guessed that He Qian had a sudden idea and wanted to take advantage of this novel adaptation competition to let those writers write it for free for her.

Hearing Meng Huo's words, He Qian really showed an embarrassing expression: "You really can't hide anything from you, teacher."

Meng Huo couldn't help but shook his head. If he had known that He Qian would be so obsessed, he shouldn't have said "World of Warcraft" at the beginning. That game was not so simple. The current progress is just the beginning of a game. He Qian was too impatient.

However, after thinking about it, he finally agreed to He Qian's request. Meng Huo gave adaptations with reference to the original work. He was also interested in knowing how those writers could do without the specific original work.

If they can do this adaptation work well, Meng Huo may be able to further explore their value in the future, and even animations and game scripts can be handed over to them to share part of it.

With this thought, Meng Huo allowed He Qian to change the topic, and then watched the writers write new stories with their pens.

In the evening, after the manuscript was collected, Meng Huo found these novels quite interesting, without reference to the original work. Each person's works have a strong personal atmosphere. The same story has a completely different feeling in the hands of different people, and the strength and style between the contestants are presented very clearly.

He Qian's title was a coincidence, which made Meng Huo know early on several writers who must stay.

He selected more than a dozen excellent manuscripts and handed them to He Qian in the evening. After receiving the new manuscript, He Qian was so excited that she read two articles in a row and shouted: "So handsome! This... As expected, the stories written by professionals are particularly charming. Unlike the idiots in our department, they can't even write them!"

She likes these adaptations very much. After seeing the detailed novel, the feeling that "World of Warcraft" brought her completely different. He Qian was happy. She found that after Meng Huo's information was sorted out, she could indeed see an extremely large and very rigorous virtual world view.

"Can I give these articles to people in our department?" He Qian asked.

Meng Huo shook his head, but did not refuse: "Even if I said no, you will take it over, right?"

He Qian smiled, of course she wouldn't let such a good thing go. She even came up with some new ideas: "I said, teacher, after this assessment is over, why don't you let those writers write down the story and settings of "World of Warcraft"? I think so many people can complete it without a month."

Meng Huo laughed: "Do you think World of Warcraft is so simple?"

"Is one month not enough?" He Qian was stunned.

Meng Huo laughed but said nothing. Not to mention a month, it is difficult to say whether it can be completed in a quarter. There are dozens of novels alone. If the game settings and scripts are added, even if he mobilizes the entire adaptation team to do it, it will be difficult to finish the work without half a year.

This is the main reason why he is reluctant to do it. This game is too complicated and there is too much information.

He Qian was already stunned, but after being stunned, she realized the potential meaning of Meng Huo's words. Her game of "World of Warcraft" has not decreased but increased too much. With Teacher He Xi's ability, she cannot be released within one month. How big should the world view of this game be!

"Teacher, you are really careless." He Qian came to her senses and felt a little angry: "You know I really want to make this game. You still want to deliberately encourage my appetite."

Meng Huo shook his head: "I don't irritate your appetite. I've said it's not the time... It's you who are so anxious to do it."

He Qian suddenly smiled: "But after today, I will be more than just anxious."

"...what do you say?" Meng Huo asked strangely.

"Teacher, have you forgotten something?" He Qian looked very proud and slowly turned around Meng Huo: "I changed the teacher today and your question is not just for these manuscripts."

Meng Huo thought about it and then understood.

"You mean the news will be leaked, right?"

"That's right!" He Qian nodded and laughed: "Teacher, you've been fooled, but I know that most of those contestants are your hard-core fans. They are very familiar with every work of yours. It's impossible for them to notice that the topics in the afternoon are very strange!"

Meng Huo's team selection was initiated by He Xizhi Home Forum, and He Qian naturally knew the situation of the contestants. Even if it could not be 100% of the more than 100 contestants, 90% of the people must be familiar with Meng Huo's works. Even if He Qian did not leak the name and plan of "World of Warcraft", they would naturally find that the content of the change in the afternoon was not in any previous works.

Even smarter people can find this script for a mysterious new game from clues...

This is the case that He Qian was proud of. At the time when she and Meng Huo were chatting, the news was inevitably leaked. Soon other readers will know that there is a mysterious game being produced. In the near future, the calls for new games will not be limited to the game department.

But no matter how proud He Qian was, she forgot one thing.

"If you refer to the leaked story of World of Warcraft, I didn't worry about this problem at the beginning." Meng Huo smiled and said, "Or, He Qian, do you think I'm a person who will be subject to fans' pressure?"

He Qian's smile came to an abrupt end.

She thought that if more people could know about World of Warcraft, it would bring pressure to Meng Huo, but she never thought that Meng Huo had enough confidence, no matter this pressure, he had enough works to satisfy fans, and it seemed that it would be no big deal to sway others' appetites for several years.

Seeing He Qian's face gradually becoming stiff, Meng Huo felt funny and turned around and left.

"By the way, let me tell you another thing!" But before leaving, Meng Huo stopped again and turned around and said, "Even if you don't do this, I will slowly leak the matter of World of Warcraft. If I don't do it now, it doesn't mean I won't do it in the future."

Meng Huo did not give up on making "World of Warcraft", he just judged that the time is wrong. But the situation may be very different in a few years. He has always planned to make arrangements in advance, so there is nothing to leak the game news.

On the contrary, even if He Qian doesn't do this, Meng Huo will indirectly make some noise in the next few years to create momentum for the real start of this production plan one day in the future.

Leaving the silly He Qian, Meng Huo returned to the apartment in a happy mood.

After one night off, the two written tests on the next day were still busy. After the four rounds of assessments, Meng Huo was grading separately, while staying up late to evaluate each contestant from the perspective of all the works, and finally selected the final team on Monday morning.

There are twelve people selected for the team, and the types of these twelve people are completely different. Standing together may be the most inconsistent team. There are both ‘original’ romance novelists and ‘original’ migrant workers; there are both youthful girls and elderly people over half of the year.

It is worth mentioning that the first fat man and legal loli who ran up at the banquet were also selected. Of course, Meng Huo had to apologize for everyone else. He prepared memorial gifts for everyone and took a photo with them.

Those who wanted to sign were also signed. Although it was a pity that they were not selected for the team, the players who failed to choose the election still accepted the result.

According to Wang Hui, these players can only think that they enjoyed a free comic island tour, but they actually didn't lose much. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!