Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

"Okay, Patriarch. Don't worry!"

"I must do things clearly and beautifully!"

The word "beautiful" naturally means——

No one noticed at all that the development of the matter involved the efforts of the He Yong family.

Low-key and quiet.

The current state of the He Yong family is pretending to be a grandson, pretending to be a smiling face, and throwing star coins in exchange for reputation.

Those who surrendered from the nobles would not be trusted by the federal authorities.

Although He Yanqiu holds an important position in the Federation, it is only a political position that does not taint military power.

The whole family... can't stand a little bit of negative^ news.

He Yijian watched his elder brother hang up the optical brain communication respectfully, and he had a guess in his heart.

The Patriarch's communication is probably to ask about the things that were explained at the beginning.Eighth achievement is to supervise and urge again.

As for the result...

He Yijian glanced at the big brother's optical brain.

Can't see it yet.

Sang Wen knew deeply that he could not confront Shang Gongkang directly.

He can't just stand up.

Once he stands up, he will meet the wishes of the people behind the scenes.

Being directly nailed to the pillar of shame, the names of "useless garbage literature", "destruction of civilization", and "beaten literary works" were rushed to be directly confirmed by the public opinion methods prepared by the other party.

With the current situation like this, no one will calm down and listen to someone's defense.

The behind-the-scenes manipulators with ulterior motives rushed forward, no one is really discussing literature anymore, they just want to fish in troubled waters to achieve their goals.

Thinking about it this way, the rebuttal with Benjer in the author's interview was really a pleasant conversation, as Benjer said politely at the time.

Sangwen shook his head lightly.

As soon as Gongkang's statement came out, the wind direction of Xingwang had begun to change vaguely.

An old scholar who has studied Chinese characters for half his life, crying like blood, seems to have no choice but to support and condemn them from all sides.

As soon as Gongkang's accusation came out, the public opinion manipulation of Benjer's faction quickly followed up.

A dizzying number of comment posts flashed in front of me. People who don’t know the details of the melon-eating people will always feel a sense of “guilty” in the appeals.

[Yeah, "The Distance" was created by Mr. Tu Weiwei for the war, after all, it carries the hope and honor of the Federation!

Now he directly compromises with the market, and the champion of the novel competition is popular, so he goes directly to others to ask for a draft. This is not at all sorry for Mr. Tu Weiwei, and even more sorry for the people of the Federation! 】

[I don't agree with the old man that civilized writing is rubbish literature...but the current momentum of civilized works is too strong.

The civilization of Yuntu in the Internet literature world, the mainstream official circles who don’t drink nutritional supplements, Jinjiang in the holographic film and television publishing industry recently broke into people’s vision of rice cakes...]

[It feels like being trapped under a big net, being led forward all the time.But are we on the right track? 】

[Useless things should not exist! 】

[We must be worthy of what Mr. Tu Weiwei did back then! 】

Sanwin saw one of the comments.

I was taken aback.

Being led forward...

Do people know the future destination of the road they walk?

do not know?

Do you know you are on the right track?

Even more unclear.

It was also at this moment that he felt a faint sense of powerlessness.

How could he not know the situation he was facing now.

Just because I know the situation I am facing now, I can't stop for a moment.

Gongkang...

Sangwen looked at the photo of the scholar on the optical brain data.

"Hey Sangwen!" Tu Baba suddenly called out, "Look quickly! Look quickly!!"

Sang Wen looked up at the light brain.

It was nothing but a video statement.

It's not someone else's video statement, it's Tu Weiwei's video statement.

"Mr. Tu Weiwei..."

Sang Wen murmured, swallowing all the words into his throat.

In the video, Tu Weiwei is wearing the uniform of the Federal Army, with the Medal of Honor shining on his chest.

His glorious and illustrious life was dedicated to the federal literary creation circle.

He came from the war, and he always seemed to have a faint choking smell of laser cannon fodder.

The traces of these wars have been carved into Tu Weiwei's bones.

"All the new humans of the Federation, everyone, I am Tu Weiwei."

His voice was hoarse and sonorous, low and solemn.

"I'm sorry that because of my past actions, I have been over-interpreted, which has caused everyone to be noisy now."

"Standing up today is not only a clarification, but also an appeal."

Sangwen had just seen Gongkang's photo.

He has had surgery to delay aging, and he doesn't look like an old man at all.

His face was young and his skin was tight, but his expression and eyes were greasy and cloudy, which could vaguely tell his age.

But Tu Weiwei in front of him has never undergone surgery to delay aging.

His eyes were burning, and although his face was old, there were many wrinkles on his face.

Age spots and dull complexion make people know that he is already more than 400 years old.

But Tu Weiwei's eyes were as clear as a boy's.

"All the scholars, researchers, and authors who have stood up before called for works that resist civilized style.

This boycott was like an unarmed war on Starnet, and even burned to a little girl who just borrowed inspiration, wrote something for fun, and never participated in anything or made a voice. "

Sangwen's emotion suddenly shattered into pieces.

Sang Wen: ...ah, you mean rice cakes?

It's not that the name is cute... the person must be cute!

Where did the little girl come to that conclusion!

It must be a little girl who can take the cute name "rice cake cake"!

"I urge everyone to stop this bullying.

Perhaps the person who was waiting behind the scenes to see the author of Civilization wind seal his pen, or even wait to see Civilization, the first person who created and changed the situation, close his pen, is now very happy with the evolution of the situation. "

Tu Weiwei chuckled, more confident than Tu Baba.

"But I, Tu Weiwei, stand up and tell you."

"impossible."

Tu Weiwei clenched his right hand into a fist, placed it vacantly at the position of his heart, and pressed it tightly against his chest: "I am in one day, and I will not allow anyone to use my banner to resist literary diversity."

"I'm gone, and someone is destined to take over what I did."

All new humans in the Federation looked at Tu Weiwei in the holographic video.

They remembered the old man's philosophy that he insisted on all his life.

Human imagination is better than machines and gravity.

"We used to have only one creative concept, and we only imported data into the work."

"Now someone is coming to us with something completely new."

Tu Weiwei coughed twice, his eyes burning brightly.

"It's good or bad for future generations to judge. What we have to do is to accept everything along the history."

"Life is finding its own way out. In the constant alternation of destruction and creation, human beings cannot close their eyes."

He said so.

Sang Wen didn't intend to invite the old man, but he couldn't hold back the old man's temper, so he sent a video statement directly.

"I don't believe that all these years of hard work have been in vain?"

In the optical brain communication that Tu Weiwei called, so said.

Tu Weiwei also saw that it was another blow to Sang Wen.

Anyone with a discerning eye in the circle can see that the people in the circle are still pretending to be ignorant because they are just trying to take advantage of the power of this shareholder to get rid of civilization or nutrition, one by one.

The resources in any circle are actually limited.

Only by pulling out the big ones can you highlight your own sense of existence, why try to keep one or two emerging talents.

Sang Wen listened to Tu Weiwei's angry roar, and saw Tu Ba beside him constantly rolling his eyes at the comments on the light brain.

At this moment, the faint sense of powerlessness that had arisen in my heart just now dissipated.

Sangwin knew what kind of situation he was facing.

He had to go through a long time of fighting alone before he could welcome the cheers of all new humans seeing the dawn for the first time at dawn.

The road is too long.

Sangwin would feel tired.

But now, he found out.

Maybe I am no longer alone on this road.

What he held tightly in his hands were Tu Weiwei's expectations, Tu Baba's support, and the strong memories bursting out from Yuan Cang's gentle eyes.

Sangwin's way.

Doing it for human beings is also doing it for Chinese characters.

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

The cooperation between Gongkang and the He Yong family has lasted for a long time, and he has always been someone who does not need to worry about the He Yong family.

When he said this sentence and made such a promise.

He Yanqiu was directly satisfied with the letter, followed by 1000 million star coins and promised to double the reward after the event was completed, so he just gave it out.

He should have expected it.

He Yanqiu secretly took a look at Gao He Yong's livid face.

After all, Tu Weiwei is Tu Weiwei, and the spirit of the Federation is not called for nothing.

Wouldn't it be a waste of effort to use Tu Weiwei's name to do things, and wait for the real master to come out and interfere? !

"Homeowner..."

He Yanqiu opened his mouth slowly.

He Yong laughed.

The laughter was soft, but with an imposing manner: "This is what you have ensured."

"very good."

"I thought you were a smart person in the direct line, so I gave you a bit of dignity. Now it seems..."

He Yanqiu quickly expressed his loyalty: "Patriarch! I will make another plan..."

"That's too late.

Silly boy, you don't know what you just did. "

He Yong didn't participate in the matter, but after hearing He Yanqiu's report, he realized that it was too late.

"Before this turmoil, civilized readers were civilized readers, and Sang Wen's fans were Sang Wen's fans; there was one group of people who supported Tu Weiwei, and another group of people who followed Mi Gao Giao to watch updates."

What He Yong called out was the name of the real-life person who was exposed at the scene of the Federal Short Story Contest and refused to drink nutritional supplements.

"And after this turmoil, they have become a country by themselves."

"You tied them together with your hands."

He Yong clicked his tongue: "They were still arguing before, but now?"

"It's like a family."

"What you do is really beautiful."

He looked at He Yanqiu like this.

He Yanqiu couldn't say anything: "I..."

"Patriarch!" He Yanqiu suddenly remembered something, "I didn't destroy civilization, but now you are talking about Sang Wen who lives in the same country as civilization - he is killed and does not drink nutrients - he is the Sang family. ! We can directly..."

"No, I have arrangements. Do your own thing first."

He Yong ordered.

"It's also because I'm overqualified. During your vacation time, you are asked to take care of the child again..." He Yong glanced at He Yi, "I asked you to work as a coolie again."

"Go back."

"The election for the new general manager is about to start."

He Yanqiu's heart trembled when he heard He Yong's words, and his voice was a little unbelievable: "Patriarch, Ken Ting, the head of the Federation, still has 80 years to serve..."

Seeing that He Yi has become more courageous, he has also become more courageous after spending a long time in the circle of direct descendants.

He actually interjected and spoke weakly.

The voice is very small, but the words carry a lot of weight.

"The term of office has not expired."

"But it will die suddenly."

He Yong heard this, opened his eyes and took a look at He Yi.

There was a bit of approval in his expression.

He Yanqiu was startled.

With eyes full of surprise, he turned his head to look at He Yijian.

He Yijian still looked timid.

That's right, it's the He Yijian who can kick him over without even daring to get angry.

But what did he say?

The supreme leader of the Federation dared to think about the sudden death of the President of the Federation, and had the guts to say it?

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