Quick Transmigration: Even Extras Want to Be Leading Actresses

Chapter 227 Theme Competition: Fortune Apartment (2)

Zhang Cheng & Qi Hui: Finished writing?? Shouldn't you have gone crazy halfway through writing?

The girl was also somewhat surprised, because Gu Shijiu seemed uncertain throughout the whole process and did not appear to be devout at all.

Beloved Father, Great Him

"I have great respect for my father. He was a soldier and a great man."

"Even in peacetime, soldiers are our strong support, because there is still much darkness in places we cannot see."

They remained steadfast in their posts, fulfilling the tasks assigned by their superiors, even at the cost of their lives.

"My father sacrificed himself for his country and his people..."

The red lettering made the article appear even redder.

The essay concludes perfectly with the words, "My great father, he is so great."

Gu Shijiu felt good about herself and handed in the completed essay.

Shi Qi couldn't help but lean over and peek, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, unable to imagine the girl's next reaction.

Qi Hui, who had been tied up, was finally freed. The little girl, no longer paying attention to her, happily took Gu Shijiu's essay and prepared to judge it.

Zhang Cheng and Qi Hui looked anxious, worried about Gu Shijiu's condition.

Three minutes later, the girl finished reading the essay and, as Shi Qi had predicted, exploded on the spot.

To be precise, she didn't even finish reading the essay. After reading the first paragraph, she threw the paper on the ground, her veins bulging, looking extremely angry.

"That's wrong! How could you write it like that? Zero points, rewrite it!"

The shrill sound exploded in the room, making everyone's head ache.

Gu Shijiu was extremely dissatisfied that her carefully crafted essay only received a zero score.

After all, she often felt that her IQ had improved considerably.

"What's wrong with it? It's a general-specific-general structure, and the middle section describes the father's glorious and great deeds. How is that wrong?"

"Did you even graduate from junior high school before giving grades? Is it possible your level isn't high enough?"

Shi Qi cleared her head and stepped forward to chime in: "That's right, look, didn't you praise him? You praised him for being amazing, and you praised him several times!"

They also want to emphasize his greatness, to make him awe-inspiring. Aren't these things awe-inspiring?

Girl: ? ? ?

"Sacrificing for the country, serving the people—these are not things my father would ever do!"

Gu Shijiu asked Shi Qi and found out that the girl had asked them to write about their own fathers at all.

How could she write about someone else's father? It's utterly baffling.

Gu Shijiu sat to one side, sulking, while Shi Qi continued to argue with the girl: "Didn't you say your father was omnipotent?"

He can accomplish these things if you write them down. Now you should tell your father to write them down as described in the essay.

Whether she was persuaded by Shi Qi or not, the girl's chest heaved more slowly, and the bulging blood vessels shrank back.

However, his face looked gloomy and unpredictable, as if he might eat someone at any moment.

Seeing that Gu Shijiu and Shi Qi looked like they were making a lot of sense, Zhang Cheng really didn't know where the two of them got their courage.

Seeing that neither of them seemed to have lost their minds, Zhang Cheng and Qi Hui couldn't help but take a few glances at the essay.

"I never imagined your father was a martyr." The two couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

Gu Shijiu slammed his hand on the table: "See that? The praise and surprise from passersby!"

The girl felt something was wrong, but since she was only a junior high school dropout, she couldn't find a reason to refute it for a moment.

Inspired, Shi Qi stood on the shoulders of giants and began writing her essay.

The girl quickly imposed restrictions: "You are not allowed to write this kind of content again."

Shi Qi understood: "No problem, no problem."

Half an hour later, a lengthy essay of 800 words was born.

"My father is like a great sun, always ready to spread the light of kindness."

He will not hesitate to lend a helping hand to anyone in need, offering the most sincere help and care.

I remember once, an elderly woman with white hair, leaning on a cane, shakily boarded the bus.

Her gaze swept across the carriage, as if searching for a place to stand.

At that moment, my father stood up without hesitation, smiled, and offered his seat. The old lady thanked him gratefully, saying "thank you" repeatedly.

"Aaaaaah!!! No, no, none of this is right, you're writing nonsense."

Shi Qi quickly denied it: "How could I write nonsense? It's all based on what I really heard, saw, and felt. My dad even received an award for bravery."

Zhang Cheng then indicated that he had learned to recognize characters and could now write compositions.

The girl's gaze lingered on the group for a long time before she finally let out a hum and put away Gu Shijiu and Shi Qi's composition papers.

"You two, get out!"

Shi Qi spoke up at the opportune moment, looking scrutinizingly at the doorway: "If we go out through this door, will we return to the room we came in from?"

"Hmm," the little girl replied impatiently, "What else?"

Qi Hui and Shi Qi exchanged a puzzled look.

According to the pattern they discovered earlier, leaving a room and then returning through the same door does not necessarily mean returning to the same room.

What makes the girl so sure they can go back, or is she lying?

No one moved, and Gu Shijiu still didn't want to leave: "I want to see their essays."

Shi Qi picked up the conversation smoothly: "That's right, we're already here."

Zhang Cheng had given up trying to persuade the two people. He picked up a piece of writing paper and prepared to start writing.

The girl warned, "You are not allowed to write the same thing as those two people, or anything similar. You cannot write about doing good deeds."

"Um," Zhang Cheng paused, crossed out the first few sentences, and indicated that he understood.

As he was writing, it suddenly occurred to him that if praising it could kill itself, would it do so?

Or perhaps it's praised for its benevolence, so benevolent that it released everyone it had brought in...

Zhang Cheng's thoughts became increasingly profound, and he wrote faster and faster.

Shi Qi, who had been observing him the whole time, poked him with the tip of her pen, which made Zhang Cheng snap back to reality.

"Look at what you're writing!" Shi Qi reminded him.

The girl quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't disturb other people writing their compositions. This is such a sacred thing."

Zhang Cheng looked at his composition paper and found that several lines of text had appeared without his knowledge, all praising his greatness.

He couldn't even remember when he wrote those words.

It seems that one must always pay attention to one's thoughts; the more one thinks about it, the more easily the brain is affected.

It seems that it needs not only food, but also believers.

Zhang Cheng felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly erased the lines of praise, picked up his thoughts again, and continued creating.

"My father is great, he is so amazing, he can do anything, he can even roll around in a cesspool."

Not only that, he could also carry pig feed and herd dozens of smelly pigs from one cesspool to another.

I remember one time...

In this way, my father received praise from the whole village, and everyone who had heard of his name was extremely surprised.

Everyone in the village said, "Ah, so that's the guy who rolled through the whole village's latrine!" Their tone was full of reverence.

As expected, the girl flew into another rage, and this time she banned another batch of related topics and texts.

Qi Hui glared angrily at Zhang Cheng. The two had the same material, and since she hadn't submitted her paper yet, she had to rewrite it.

Zhang Cheng was worried that she wouldn't be able to find a suitable entry point right away, since the girl had used far too many censored words.

Unexpectedly, Qi Hui's inspiration came quickly, and she wrote with great speed and skill, but she wouldn't let anyone see it.

Out of curiosity, Gu Shijiu craned her neck to look several times, but each time she was pushed away, the already written content being tightly blocked.

The more she acted this way, the more curious everyone became.

As a result, after Zhang Cheng glimpsed a few clips, he also joined in stopping Gu Shijiu.

Even Shi Qi was curious now.

Amidst the commotion, Qi Hui finished her essay and confidently handed it over.

Surprisingly, the girl's blood vessels didn't burst this time; she just kept looking at the paper with a puzzled expression on her face.

Are these all great things?

"They are truly remarkable. Without them, there would be no humanity." Qi Hui said with absolute certainty, without a hint of embarrassment.

The girl looked down at her essay for a while, her eyes full of confusion.

Why would a father become a woman and give birth to a child?

Why are the characters in the movie constantly fighting, from the wall to the bed, fighting with men and then fighting with women?

However, the other characters in the story do indeed praise the father, and these praises are all genuine.

She couldn't understand the sentences of praise either.