author he is neurotic

Dongfangmu has never played the popular games of the Federation. The only time he came into contact with it was when he just returned home last time. His father got him a game cabin. Later, because the games in it were too simulated for the real space war After he subconsciously rejected it, he stopped playing.

The most popular game in the Federation today is probably the mech simulation battle. Although the online games played by Dongfang Mu in the 21st century can still be found, they are basically popular on a small scale, and they are not very popular in the Federation. .

Lu Wanting wants to test the waters with "Musician", it can be said that she is also testing the waters in the game mode.

Although with the addition of the new planet, the game mode that Dongfang Mu was familiar with has once again become popular in the federation, but many people think that in the end, these online games still cannot occupy the mainstream in the federation.

Therefore, although Bluestar wanted to get involved in the game industry, it could be seen from this point that they did not intend to put too much thought into the game industry.

Dongfangmu read several plans. Although the above ideas were all good, he finally told Baiyou that he did not intend to sell the property rights of "Musician", at least not to Blue Star.

Bai Jie said that this matter should be entrusted to him, and she would refuse on his behalf, and Dongfang Mu didn't take this matter to heart after that.

Later, as the activity month progressed to the beginning of April, basically several colleges had already ended their activities, but only the Faculty of Arts became more and more lively.

The activities held by the Faculty of Liberal Arts are not like the passion of the Mecha Academy, nor the rigor of the Medical School. Every major here has its own small activities, and the history of each planet has an endless past. At the beginning, many people came into contact with it suddenly, so naturally they didn't know much about it and didn't have much interest.

However, for those 20 points, they still bite the bullet and continue to participate, whether they are interested or not.

However, as their teacher often said, no one can resist the history of their own planet, the more they get in touch, the more they want to understand.

Those who are not interested in this kind of knowledge will not come to the liberal arts college after they have obtained enough credits or the scores they want to get, while those who want to know more about the past, but I come every day, and occasionally go to other majors for a stroll, experience the cultural customs that are completely different from my own planet, and then run back to the professional area of ​​my own planet.

In the whole of Kanlovy, only the activities of the Faculty of Liberal Arts became more and more lively as they went to the back. It could only be said to have a mediocre performance among all the faculties at the beginning, but it successfully passed the exhaustion period of everyone. When there was no plan to continue the activities, only the venue of the Faculty of Arts was still full of voices—of course, the Mecha Academy was not counted. From the beginning to the end of the Mecha Academy, there were no shortage of people.

And this kind of situation has made many people's understanding of their own planets increase rapidly. At the same time, many authors on the green network have written long or short stories about their own planets to enjoy themselves, and they have also been welcomed by many readers, and Internet singers I also made a lot of songs about historical figures or historical events. Whether it is matched with the popular song style of the Federation or the style of ancient music from my own planet, it is refreshing.

So far, it has been rare to hear disdainful remarks about the history and culture of one’s own planet on Kanrovi—the words criticizing other planets are not counted—this is something that no one thought of before the start of the activity month, although I don't know how long these students' love for this planet's culture will last, but at least for now, this phenomenon is worthy of many teachers' comfort.

Elton came to Kanrowe in early April. Dongfang Mu watched the taciturn father haggard a lot, with thick dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"Father." Dongfang Mu pulled Elton into the house, "You look very bad, do you want to go to rest?"

Elton didn't tell anyone that he was coming, and he didn't even know the Oriental dialect. Seeing Dongfang Mu pulling people in, he hurriedly stood up from the sofa: "Come in first, do you want something to eat?" Erton sat down on the sofa and poured him a glass of juice.

"No rush, I'm fine." Elton drank some juice and waved at Dongfang Mu, "Xiao Mu, I'll go somewhere with me later."

"Good father." Dongfang Mu sat beside him affectionately, "Would you like to rest first?"

Elton didn't seem to be very willing, but he was pulled up by the Oriental dialect: "My son told you to rest, so you should go to rest honestly, what a show of force." He said half-forcedly and pulled him upstairs.

Tang Yu was not at home at this time, and Dongfang Yan didn't come down for a long time after he took Elton upstairs. Dongfangmu was worried about Elton's situation, but he didn't dare to bother him, so he went to the kitchen to cook a few dishes and waited. Elton will wake up and be able to eat something.

He had just prepared a few home-cooked dishes when he saw Dongfang Yan walking downstairs.

"Father fell asleep?" Dongfang Mu asked while fiddling with the dishes.

Dongfang Yan nodded: "He's a little tired recently, you should go to rest after eating, we'll take you out tonight."

Seeing the mysterious looks of the two of them, Dongfang Mu was aroused with curiosity and looked forward to the evening, so Dongfang Mu ran back to the room after lunch to fiddle with his saved manuscripts.

When the inspiration is exhausted, codewords are a kind of torture, because at that time, you seem to codewords for the sake of codewords. When you recover, you will feel that the coded things are nonsense, and it is a pity not to delete them. I feel afraid to post it, but once the inspiration comes, codewords are a kind of fun, because I want to urgently show the world I conceived in front of readers.

Because the final chapter of "Musician" has been saved, Dongfang Mu only needs to concentrate on developing the plot of "Seven Sufferings" recently. For him, single-mindedness is much better than fine division, so he waited for him to look up from the document. By then, three hours had passed.

He caught a few bugs for the newly completed chapter, and then saved it in, and double-checked that he had set the update time—since he once saved the manuscript and forgot to set the time, which caused "Musician" to be updated inexplicably, he never wanted to Made this mistake.

After he finished it completely, Dongfang Yan knocked on his door: "Xiao Mu, are you still asleep?"

The voice was very soft, probably Dongfang was afraid that if he was sleeping, it would disturb him.

"Father, I'm awake," Dongfang Mu hastily turned off the optical brain, "wait for me."

When I opened the window, I saw that Dongfang Yan was wearing a military uniform—since he was here to accompany him on a rest day, he always wore casual clothes. Dongfang Mu rarely saw him wearing a military uniform at home: "Huh?" He said in surprise , "Dad, where are you going?"

"Come." Dongfang Yan took his hand, "We'll take you to get a small gift."

Dongfang Yan took Dongfangmu downstairs, and downstairs, Elton was already waiting for them on the suspension car.

Dongfangmu felt that it seemed a bit formal for them to do this, but seeing the serious expressions of the two, he didn't ask the question. The suspension car drove fast all the way, and then went to a place where there were few people.

Dongfangmu felt that if it wasn't his father who was driving the car at this time, he would probably suspect that he had been trafficked.

Half an hour later, the hover car stopped in front of a white circular building. Elton dialed a communication, and the door in front of them was opened, and Elton drove the hover car in.

"We want to make up a gift for you." Dongfang Yan said softly to Dongfang Mu, "In fact, we prepared a lot of gifts for you before, but after all, we separated for too long at that time. In our impression, you were still a child. The ones above are not suitable for you now." He lifted the hair from Dongfang Mu's ear and put it behind his ear, he looked at his son, a little melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he went to the battlefield for the Federation. I don't regret it, but if I had been more careful back then... the careless making of friends back then almost killed his son's life, and also killed several other friends. Now, what he can do, besides protecting his son, is to find those two The traitor took revenge, "Xiao Mu, come here." He opened the car door and pulled his son out of the car.

They were standing behind a large fence at this time. There were many people busy in this place like a test site. When Dongfang Mu got out of the car, he was attracted by a machine in front of him.

It was a bright silver-white mecha, the same color as Dongfang Yan and Elton's mecha, with some changes in structure, which made Dongfangmu fall in love with it at first glance.

"This is……"

"This is the finished product after the improvement of the biological mecha. It is customized according to your physical condition, and it will be your special mecha in the future." Elton stood on his back and put his hand on his shoulder, " A gift for you."

"Father, is this what you are doing these days?"

"kindness."

Dongfangmu looked at the mecha in front of him, but felt his throat was choked up, and he couldn't say anything.

"Xiao Mu." Dongfang Yan turned him to himself, "Last time Elton found the game cabin for you, and we knew all about the fact that you rejected the simulated battles in it. For many students in the Mecha Academy, learning machine A is afraid of going to the battlefield, he is a waste of stage fright, so we respect your choice, we did not force you to enter the Mecha Academy, you have the future you want to choose, we can all understand, but, these words, Dad only talks to you Say it once, you have to remember," he stroked Dongfang Mu's cheek, and whispered extremely cruel words, "The world you used to live in should be much more peaceful than the environment of the Federation now, or as far as you are concerned, the people around you I have never put you in danger, but Xiaomu, you are our son. If one day we go to the battlefield, those who want to kill us will probably find you. Dad used to have several close friends. However, during the civil strife in the Federation, everyone had different experiences. Among them, the betrayal of two people caused several of our best friends to die innocently. I will not let those two people go, and they will not let us live in peace. If one day we go to the battlefield and they come to you, you must have the ability to resist, or, one day your father and I will not be able to return from the battlefield, you need to have the ability to face the future alone, you Understand?"

Yes, when he lived in the orphanage, even though life was hard, what he thought about was probably how to eat well and how to study better, and he never worried about what to do if someone wants his life one day, And now...

He thought of the helplessness he felt when he was thrown to planet s-15, and the envy he felt when he saw Rostian driving the mech away from s-15. He finally shook Dongyan's hand and nodded: "I don't like it." You make such a pessimistic arrangement, but I know what I should do."