Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Sangwen read the letter from the beginning to the end, but he became a little interested.

For no other reason, the object of this solicitation is not the "civilization" who has achieved certain achievements in the field of online literature, but just participated in a competition at the beginning of the week and published a work "Being killed without drinking nutrition" agent".

interesting.

Why did you find yourself a pen name to ask for a draft?

This pseudonym has only just written a fairy tale, and the quality of the work is not sure whether it is stable or not, so you are in such a hurry to find it?

Sangwen looked at the name "Far Away".

The high positioning of "The Far Side" is still there, after all, it was a hotbed for cultivating new ideas.

This kind of media is now accepted by the military, and to some extent already represents a bit of political argument.

This kind of "Far Away" came to find himself, who was standing on the cusp of the topic, to ask for a draft, which really made Sangwen really want to know his editor's thoughts.

And according to the meaning in the letter, it is not difficult to see that it took a lot of effort to find his contact information.

Even at the expense of friendship, he found Tu Weiwei's student and got an address from the jury.

Sang Wen contacted back according to the personal contact information left in the letter.

It turned out to be the editor-in-chief of "Afar" directly over there, and he was also the first person who proposed to ask for a manuscript to kill him.

After the two confirmed the process, Sang Wen keenly realized that this time it seemed that it was not as simple as just asking for a draft.

Otherwise, it’s just an appointment to confirm the process, why should the editor-in-chief come in person?

The editor-in-chief was not reconciled to being supported by the military in a abandonment style, waiting for "The Distance" to fade away like "Hope" and "Future" and other paper media.

He wants everything young and vibrant again.

If I can create a more brilliant and outstanding achievement than what the era made me at that time.

Why not die in peace now.

But the editor-in-chief didn't say anything, and Sang Wen naturally wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

Just send a message like this when the communication is about to end.

[I am mainly curious about why you found me.You won't think what I wrote...]

Sangwin's message was not finished.

There is no need to finish writing, all the things that are being widely discussed by the society are all in the meaning of the words.

The editor-in-chief is getting older, but he has a somewhat thorough view of the world.

He didn't engage in a series of arguments with Sangwen, and he didn't even say much or discuss more.

He was just a little disappointed and a little relieved.

【Good or bad, readers will naturally judge. 】

Sangwen hadn't replied to this message yet, and another one continued to be sent over there.

[Even if the current readers cannot make correct judgments, time moves forward.I will not wrong any piece of work. 】

Sang Wen looked at the news and leaned back slightly, with a smile on his lips.

Times always determine the aesthetics of literary works.

If you're doing something beyond the times, go your own way.

Don't care too much.

Anyway, everything is for posterity to comment on.

The works for the re-examination of the Federation Short Story Contest have been handed in one after another. After the deadline, it is naturally time for the judges to score one after another.

The re-examination is no longer the same as the initial test. During the initial test, the judges have the right to eliminate one vote at the very beginning.

The rematch adopts a system in which the judges first score and then announce the society, and all human beings vote to determine the ranking.

For all new humans, everything is going on right before people's eyes.

But there are always dark places out of sight.

When randomly assigning judges, Sangwen was not as lucky as in the first trial last time. When he was assigned for the first time, he was assigned to Tu Weiwei himself.

After his work was translated by the intelligent AI, it was directly assigned to a scholar of the Banjer faction.

This scholar is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He always wants to avoid offense on both sides, and has never been willing to express his thoughts directly.

After thinking about it, he actually ignored the group rules of the competition jury and thought he was very smart and went directly to Benjer himself.

He entered Benjer's judge review room, and saw that Benjer was not the only one here.

There is also a boy who looks like a student, sitting opposite Benjer.

"Sir, sir." The scholar greeted Benjer with trepidation.

Benjer didn't even raise his body, the first thing he did was to introduce the boys around him to the scholar.

"My student, Zhou Wenli. You haven't met him before. He's young. I've always been afraid that inviting him in front of others would be bad for him." Benjie was very satisfied with Zhou Wenli.

"Talented, willing to work hard, the most important thing is to take every step down to earth, and don't want to make any inexplicable gestures. Such seedlings are the future light of the Federation's literary world."

Zhou Wenli was not considered a student taught by Ben Jieer himself.

There is no master-student friendship, it's just that Zhou Wenli seems to have some talent, so he hangs up his name to Benjier.

Benjer has many such students.

The scholar couldn't speak, so when he came up, he said, "Ah, I've heard about this kid. He's No.2 in the first test, right?"

It's good that he didn't mention No.2, but when he mentioned it, Benjer's face became a little condensed.

Zhou Wenli is No.2.

Who else could be No.1?

Naturally, it is the author of civilized style that Benjer hates with all his heart - he will not drink nutritional supplements if he is killed.

He didn't make the disgust too obvious, but the scholar did.

"Look, what I received here is a civilized work. So even if it is anonymous and random, you can tell at a glance that it is that... work."

Although the scholar's words were vague, the three people present knew what he was talking about as soon as they heard the words.

Zhou Wenli glanced at the scholar.

Benjer didn't say anything, and the scholar had already projected the screen directly, and put this article in front of the three of them.

It's called "I Want to See You Again".

It is still in the original state of lush vegetation on the most remote desolate planet in the interstellar world.

All the residents here live and work in peace and harmony.

They are of different ethnic groups, but they help each other and have never blushed.

"Ethnic group?" Benjer repeated, "It seems to be writing about beasts and dreamlike things."

When he only saw this, he would look away, disdain to look any further, and directly talk to the scholar about something else.

He stopped looking at it, but the optical-brain transfer screen was still standing there.

Zhou Wenli read the entire article slowly.

One of the most beautiful of these herds is the unicorn.

They are tall and majestic, and the horns on their heads glow with golden light. They shuttle through the forest, proud and beautiful.

And one day, a human space battleship had an accident, and he was forced to land on this planet.

He rescued a little unicorn that was being hunted down by a saber-toothed beast.

It's so small, it only reaches the human's ankle.

It didn't even grow its beautiful horns!

The human rescued it, and it hadn't grown horns yet, so they only treated it as an ordinary little animal cub and cared for it carefully.

After the battleship was repaired, the man left while the little unicorn was still sleeping.

It was so flustered when it woke up, it didn't expect that he would leave without thanking him.

No!

The little unicorn said to himself.

I'm going to find him!

【"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of anything." The little unicorn kicked its hooves happily, and said to the beasts who were worried about its long journey.

"I'm leaving today! I'm going to give him all the things I like!"]

It carries a lot of beautiful flowers and lovely fruits in the forest on its back, and with its most beautiful heart, it embarks on the journey happily.

The little unicorn has not grown up yet, it is small, sneaked into the spaceship and looked around.

It doesn't know anything, doesn't care about anything, when the flowers wither, they are crushed into powder; when the fruits are rotten, they are stuffed into vacuum bags.

It sneaked in and out of various spaceships quietly, and finally grew up slowly.

When it returned to the group once, it no longer knew the newborn unicorns.

The old unicorn remembered it.

They warned it: "Don't go, you have grown up, and you will no longer be able to sneak into battleships and spaceships as easily as you did when you were a child."

"You're too easy to spot."

【"I'm not afraid!" The grown-up unicorn kicked its hooves happily.

"I picked flowers and fruits, and I'm leaving today! I'm going to see him again, and give him everything I like!"]

Stopped abruptly.

Zhou Wenli panicked.

Rationally told myself that this is impossible.

There are no unicorns in the interstellar era.

Beasts can't speak, they can't think of their own.

It is impossible for a grown unicorn not to be discovered by the crew of the battleship.

The grown-up unicorn went to someone again, only to be caught.

The man didn't know it was a unicorn and saved it.

If I see it again, I may kill it for horns, or sell it for star coins.

do not go.This is bound to be a tragic ending.

After Zhou Wenli said this in his heart, another thought came to him.

Go ahead, what you want will come true and you will see him again.

He'll treat you like he did when you were a kid, holding you and putting you to sleep next to his head.

"What about your retest work?"

After Benjer finished speaking with the scholar, he turned his attention to Zhou Wenli.

Zhou Wenli called out his own work neatly, and showed Benjier a look from beginning to end.

After watching it, Benjer glanced at Zhou Wenli.

His eyes were a little cold.

"What are you doing?" Benjer was a little aggressive, "Are you imitating civilized writing?!"

"Yes." Zhou Wenli was not surprised that he would find out, and he admitted directly, "I was very afraid of him from the beginning, and now I also hate him...but his way of writing..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Benjer.

On the contrary, Zhou Wenli didn't have so many scruples.

Unlike Benjer, he believes that civilized works are a cancer that is destroying society.

Zhou Wenli is a student after all, and the most receptive to new ideas are often young students.

His acceptance of everything is much higher than that of Banjer.

He chose to imitate civilization when he was in "The Star River Far Away", and made great progress in performance.

He will naturally try to apply these things he has learned through imitation into every writing.

This time, he hit the gun, and was warned by Benjer straight away: "The students I want must be able to have normal thinking and accurate judgment."

Benjer got up and looked at Zhou Wenli: "You'd better just be a temporary temptation, don't put yourself into it."

"Tu Weiwei has changed countless ways to make reforms in the past few hundred years, and in the end, isn't he still honest?!"

"Teacher." Zhou Wenli laughed suddenly, his young and handsome face was lively and lively, "You are the first person I have ever seen to describe Mr. Tu Weiwei as 'honest'. If Mr. Tu Weiwei can be To be honest, it should still be the era of the Empire.”

Tu Weiwei's influence is too great.

Benjer did not continue to quarrel with Zhou Wenli.

He and Tu Weiwei have been old friends for so many years, no matter how different their ideas are.

Facing this situation where his own student was competing with his ideal, he gave Zhou Wenli a hard look.

"Just this time. If it wasn't for the deadline and the closed system." Benjer's eyes didn't have any warmth.

"I will press your head firmly and let you change."

After all, he flung his sleeves and left.

Zhou Wenli watched Benjier's leaving back and stood there silently.

He thought about "I Want to See You Again" for a while, thinking about the suffering and exhaustion that the unicorn in that story had for a goal.

Think of the way it is fearless and never backs down.

He suddenly developed a kind of courage.

He began to ask himself in his heart——

what do i writeCan't I be the master myself?

Zhou Wenli has always had a strong sense of superiority and pride.

He raised his head slightly, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Why?he asked himself.

Why can't I call the shots?

An environment for literary creation has been subtly influenced into an unfree society.

So people in this society, do they know they are not free?

"How does the teacher ask you to treat this novel?"

Zhou Wenli was focused on reading the text before and didn't hear what Benjier said, so he asked the scholar now.

"It's extremely useless, so there's no need to participate." The scholar sneered, repeating Benjer's words.

"..." Zhou Wenli was silent for a moment.

After a while, he let out a sigh.

"Alright. I've never tolerated others standing on top of me."

Sang Wen didn't know that Zhou Wenli began to question the whole society because of his fairy tale works.

He received an optical brain contact from editor Tata.

"Civilization!" Tata was very excited, "You are really lucky! The film and television publisher has contacted Yuntu and has confirmed that they will purchase the copyrights of your "Dragon Slayer" and "Creation"!"

Sang Wen frowned: "What?"

When he persuaded Tata to support him to write "Creation", Sangwen did use this reason to talk about some things.

But that doesn't mean that Sang Wen doesn't have a sense of himself in his heart.

He clearly knew that he was far from the time when he could sell film and television copyrights.

"However, these two articles are still serialized, and "Creation" has only started one chapter.

In such a state, even if the film and television party wants to purchase the copyright, it will only be in a cautious negotiation stage, right?How can it be said that the purchase has been confirmed?Suppress the words so much?No room left? "

Tata was taken aback.

But he immediately understood Sang Wen's worries, explained and comforted him: "Don't worry, we have cooperated with the partner over there many times! The reputation is very good, and the quality of the finished products is quite good! The most important thing is that this company It is a subsidiary company of the He Yong family, supported by sufficient financial resources and..."

When Sangwen heard this, he didn't hold back, and directly interrupted Tata's words.

"You mean... the He Yong family?"

He Yong... Contact Yuntu to buy his own copyright?

Sangwen pressed his temple.

His mind was running fast, and he sneered in his heart.

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

After Sangwen and Tata understood the situation, they hung up the optical-brain connection, and when they frowned and thought, Tu Baba came in with Maobula.

As soon as I came in, I yelled: "It drank all the thickening nutrient that my grandma made for me! Not a single drop is left! Not a single drop is left! What a prodigal hairball, Sang Wen, return it to you!"

Sangwen sat there and was thrown full of Maobula.

"I, Tu Baba, will never suck you again! No matter how smooth, soft and cute your hair is, I will never..."

Sang Wen sat there without even getting up, watching Mao Bala struggling to get off the ground, and whimpering at Tu Baba in various ways.

In less than 2 minutes, Tu Baba was dangling in his arms again.

Sangwen: ... yes.

"Cough. By the way, I want to ask you, do you know the He Yong family?"

On the one hand, in order to change the topic, on the other hand, he really wanted to inquire about something from Tu Weiwei's grandson, the optical brain information hacker Tubaba, Sangwen tentatively asked.

Sure enough, as soon as he raised his eyes, he bumped into Tu Baba's surprised look in the eyes of the insider.

The author has something to say: Tu Baba: Really fragrant!

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Thank you cuties for your comments and suggestions. I have read all the volumes and replied to them~ Thank you for caring about me!

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