The Chinese textbook review group was in full swing, and Zhang Chu, who was talking about, was now searching for the historical background of the entire world in his room.

This is different from the original earth. The timeline is really disordered. If it weren't for the help of the system's capabilities, he would have to kneel on the college entrance examination. Now he can try to compete for the top scorer.

"Good son, you have to have a good rest today, stop reading, drink some of this to nourish your brain!"

Chu Lan knocked on Zhang Chu's door and handed over a can of six walnuts.

Zhang Chu looked at his mother's face as young as teens, and felt that the world seemed pretty good. He asked, "What happened to my dad just now, why are you frowning?"

"What else? It's just that I've been rejected again. I haven't been selected for so many years. I always say that I'm not satisfied with my talent, so you are not allowed to learn from him in the future." Chu Lan warned that it's enough to have someone at home who has a dream of a writer.

This made Zhang Chu feel relieved. He thought that his father Zhang Bowen spent more than 1,000 yuan to buy old books and was discovered, "Just let him write it, maybe he will be able to enter the magazine someday."

However, this hope is really slim. When Zhang Bowen was on Earth in his previous life, he wrote so many novels, and only a handful of them were hired in the end, and his dream of a writer was basically shattered.

"I didn't let him write either. I just told him not to spend money randomly. You have to pay a lot of money to go to college, such as tuition, living expenses, laptops, etc., and those old books still take up space at home."

Zhang Chulinhun is already an adult, and he quickly expressed his opinion: "Mom, don't worry about tuition fees, I will make money myself."

Chu Lan glared at him, "You can make money? What can you do, send flyers or work at McDonald's and KFC?"

"I don't know yet, I'll talk about it when I finish the exam!"

He wanted to reduce the burden on his parents, and at the same time he wanted to allow them to do what they like to do, which could not be done before, but now with the savior system, everything is possible.

"I won't say much. If you do better in the exam, we have to pay more tuition. This is not about putting pressure on you, do whatever you need, go to take a shower and go to bed."

"I'll go when I finish drinking this, go watch TV."

"Mango TV is broadcasting advertisements at this moment. That Mama Rong is so disgusting. She actually stabbed Ziwei with a needle. She really wanted to beat her!"

When Zhang Chu heard this plot, he was speechless and remembered the fear of being dominated by the Mission Prince during the summer and winter vacations.

...

There was almost no ups and downs on the exam the next day. Zhang Chu’s comprehensive science exam in the morning was redeemed for nearly two hours of off-site help. The main reason was that the number of comprehensive science questions was too large, but some did not have original questions at all, so I had to try my luck.

In the afternoon's English test, due to listening reasons, he did not choose to seek help outside the venue, but chose to seek help on the venue, copying the thinking of another English teacher in his school.

There was almost no problem with various types of questions, and the English composition was written quite smoothly. When he chose to hand in the paper in advance, the entire college entrance examination ended like this!

I've had panic and nervous, but I've had more experiences.

When Zhang Chu thought that he had to go to college, his head couldn't help but hurt. He couldn't just play during the summer vacation, but he had to study hard.

I lived a daze in college in my previous life. Of course, I should cherish it if I could do it again.

There are a lot of people who handed in English in advance, and Zhang Chu was not conspicuous at all. He followed the crowd and wanted to make an appointment with friends in the same exam room. It seems that he had to go back and contact him on his mobile phone first.

With excited carrying his bag, Zhang Chu pushed open the door of his Hanlinxuan Bookstore.

"Oh, what day is today? Why are there many people in the bookstore?"

Zhang Bowen is busy packing customers at the cashier. He whispered: "Maybe the movie "Detective Sherlock Holmes" is about to be released recently, and the publicity is very strong. Didn't you find that most of the ones sold today are "The Complete Works of Detective Sherlock Holmes"?"

"So that's the case. I thought I was hitting a ghost!"

This is only relative to the fact that there are only three or four, which is much better than the usual performance of being absent.

After the customers were almost gone, Zhang Bowen switched the computer cashier page to the word document, and he planned to continue creating.

At this time, Zhang Chu leaned over and asked, "Dad, what are you writing? I seemed to be rejected yesterday..."

Zhang Bowen immediately performed the unique skill of Sichuan Opera changing his face, "What do you know? Which writer has never been rejected? That's because "The World of Reasoning" has a bad vision, and it deserves their sales to be lower and lower."

"Yes, yes, yes, my dad's article is so good, it's their fault."

"Actually, I am going to write a fan novel about Sherlock Holmes today, or create another novel. The Hollywood filmed "Detective Sherlock Holmes" and was about to be released. Now I am collecting her fan works around the world, probably because I want to use this as a promotion."

Zhang Chu was not interested in these things, and he asked, "Then is there a bonus for this essay contest?"

A penny stumped the hero. Zhang Chu was embarrassed to ask his parents for money, so he had to make money by himself.

Zhang Bowen tickled it on the computer, and pointed to the screen and said, "It seems that there is one. This movie is combined with the magazine "Time Reasoning". Fans who can be listed on "Time Reasoning" will be automatically shortlisted, and then the first, second and third prizes will be selected through online voting. The winning works will represent the Chinese region and compete with other countries in the world."

"It's just a fan competition, it's so complicated. Is it necessary?" Zhang Chu couldn't help rolling his eyes. These honors are second, and the bonus is the most important.

He looked at the specific rewards above and shouted directly: "Damn, any shortlisted work can get a royalty of 500 yuan for a thousand words, a third prize of 100,000 yuan, a second prize of 250,000 yuan, and a first prize of 500,000 yuan. This is just the Chinese region, and this movie is too rich!"

Zhang Bowen added at this time: "Shelmes fans around the world are all caring. It is said that Warner Bros. Pictures are planning to adapt the fan novel with the highest votes into a film and television work. This is not a question that can be measured by money."

"Just for these bonuses, it's worth participating in the competition."

In fact, these bonuses are not worth mentioning compared to the investment of hundreds of millions of dollars in movies. It is not more cost-effective to use such a small fee to gain the attention of Sherlock Holmes fans all over the world and attract some passers-by to watch!

Zhang Chu was already sharpening his knife and asked, "Dad, when will this essay competition end?"

"The acceptance will be concluded on June 15th, and the top rankings will be directly selected based on the number of votes on the official website. As for the world, the final results will be announced on June 25th."

"It's still time, it's a whole week!"

Only then did Zhang Bowen understand, "You want to participate in this fan essay contest, too?"

"Isn't it possible? I went for the prize of 500,000 yuan. If I win the prize, I can buy any version of the book for you."
Chapter completed!