Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

The little boy was silent for a while facing the chubby guy who was grabbing his cuff.

A little secret joy rose from the bottom of my heart.

It is a secret joy that is hidden in the bottom of my heart, and it is as sweet and sticky as honey when I am tempted.

It was because Mao Qiuzi ran away that I was going to find him.

It's not that I'm going to find him, it's not that I want to find him.I have to.

Thinking about it this way, the little boy calmed down a bunch of chirping little cuties, and in a flash, his figure transformed from a beam of light into a beautiful and beautiful boy, standing on the sidelines holding a fur ball. Opposite of Sanwen.

After being awakened, every Chinese character cannot come to the real world out of thin air without being written or presented.

But he is different.

He is the most special.

Sangwen looked at the boy who appeared in front of him.

He has a slender figure, with jewel-like black eyes, and a delicate and delicate face.

The whole demeanor carried a bit of the dignity of a young master, but he was a little cautious and timid in front of him.

Like the little prince looking at the moon with melancholy eyes in the attic of the castle, he has indescribable sorrow.But he didn't open his mouth, just raised his eyes and looked at you, which made your heart start to soften unconsciously, and just collapsed.

"You... come to pick it up?"

Sangwen gave him the fur ball he was carrying.

Mao Qiuzi showed a disapproving face, whimpered and groaned, and tried to grab Sang Wen's arm and climb onto him with his short and fat claws and legs.

But because the claws and legs were too fat and too short, it just kept bouncing back and forth in Sang Wen's hands, and it was almost twisted into a knot, but Sang Wen was still holding the back of the neck firmly by Sang Wen.

The little boy didn't speak.

Reach out to hug the furball.

But as soon as Sang Wen let go of his hand, before it fell into the arms of the little boy, the fur ball rushed back behind Sang Wen.

Claws hugged Sang Wen's ankles, looking around with treacherous black eyes.

Sang Wen bent down to grab it. If you don't grab it, you don't know. This fur ball is still a flexible and fat ball. You can move as fast as you want, and don't even think about touching a single white hair of this ball!

Sang Win: ...

He straightened up and coughed at the pretty young boy.

"How about...you sit down for a while?" He originally wanted to ask clearly, but the person who came before didn't seem suitable for talking.This time the young boy seemed to be at least reliable in communication, and Sangwen wanted to clear up all the doubts from him.

Why can it appear suddenly, why can it disappear suddenly?

What do the random and unclear sentences in the discourse refer to?

The school’s dormitory robot obviously responds to all living and intelligent non-living AIs, but why is it so dumbfounded that even Sang Wen, the human being who talks and interacts with the little fat little fairy, blocks it? ?

who are you?

Where are you from?

What is your purpose?

"Excuse me, what's going on with all this?" Sang Wen stared at the young boy sitting across from him with burning eyes, waiting for the answer persistently and patiently.

The little boy didn't speak, just sat there obediently and softly.

He stretched out his white and slender fingers and pointed to his lips.Then shake it gently.

Then he looked at Sangwen with Baba's eyes, showing a bit of pitiful loneliness.

Sang Wen was taken aback.But he reacted immediately.

He was a little at a loss.

Sangwen has never had such emotions. He always handles various things with ease, and always arranges various emotions rationally.

He abides by reason, has a calm personality, never panics, and is always calm and indifferent.

But at this time he was suddenly at a loss for words.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful and noble child could not speak?

Before the sad emotions spread, the fur ball that hid under the table burst out: "He just can't speak for the time being! His current mental strength is not enough to speak, Dad, you are not the same as us at all." Breed, if you two can communicate, you will be damned!"

Sangwen: ... the hairball is talking?

He and the little boy met eyes, and watched the little boy smile shyly and somewhat embarrassedly; then he looked down at the fur ball on the ground that opened his mouth to speak.

Sangwin stretched out a sense of confusion.

In the end, Sangwen didn't get any useful information from Maoqiuzi.

As long as you ask again, Mao Qiu's face "Woohoo, you don't know if you don't know if you are in your heart", "I don't matter whether I am yours," "You want to support us and we want to spoil me."

The basic rules of communication are not taught at all.

So Sang Wen didn't get any effective content except knowing that they are all a "breed" and that they all need mental power.

With so much heart, he leaned back on the chair and tilted his head. The little boy who was clingier than a fur ball looked at him with star-like eyes.

What's the matter?Sangwen sighed.

You came here to take the fur ball away. If the fur ball doesn’t go away, you don’t help catch it. What are you doing with the attitude of “I’m not leaving either”, brother? !

It took Sang Wen more than two weeks to make the night disappear and appear during the day, and the people who snore during the night and day leave reluctantly.

Not for nothing.

At least he knew who moved his laser cauldron before.

This little brother goes to the kitchen when he is free during the day, but it seems that because of the "lack of mental strength" in Maoqiu's mouth, he can't eat or touch anything for a long time.

Like a fairy isolated from the world.

The fairy wanted to cook for Sangwen, but because he couldn't hold the pots and knives, things fell to the ground every day.Sang Wen, who was concentrating on writing manuscripts in the room, was already scared a little nervous.

After being frightened, Sangwen had to go into the kitchen to pick up the things the fairy had dropped on the floor.

What a fairy life.

At this time, the discussion area of ​​the Yuntu Forum.

[By the way, "Dragon Slaying Art" is going to enter v, right?What's the situation with the newcomer's subscription? Hee hee!

That's right, it's blatant gloating. No matter how loud you blow it up, no matter how loud the noise is, if you can't subscribe, it will be a joke! 】

[I blow it down!The first order should be the first on the site that day! 】

[? ?Dreaming?No. [-] on the site? ?Why don't you call yourself number one in the galaxy? ! 】

[You can see that the clicks of "Dragon Slayer" have always been very stable, and there are almost no abandoned articles. What kind of concept is this?The concept of becoming a god directly! 】

There are also those who are too lazy to discuss this with them.

All you really care about is your own interests.

[Anyway, I have written the outline, reborn!If the results of "Dragon Slaying Art" are good, I will also open the book and be reborn! 】

[Let’s just say goodbye... To be honest, my new article imitated the writing method of "Dragon Slaying Art", and deleted all the scientific and technological concepts I wrote. Readers said that I am not the same, so they all abandoned the article...]

【I feel alright!Anyway my subscriptions are starting to pick up! 】

Entering v and subscribing are very important things for authors.

It is related to the practical eating right now, and it is also related to the future of this article.

After two weeks of recommendation rounds, Sangwin received a notification from Tata.

"Dragon Slaying Art" can be entered into v.

But he was not in a hurry to join V right away, he was going to do another thing that no one in the entire Yuntu and the entire interstellar network circle paid attention to.

Card plot node.

He chooses the card plot node.This is a very effective operation for getting more readers from free chapters to paid chapters.

The current plot has developed to the point where Selton officially entered the military academy. He broke up with the academy that had been treating him unfairly, and threw the academy badge on his chest to the principal on the ground.

"You are partial to the nobles, to the powerful and powerful. I have nothing, so I let others bully me."

"But, teacher, you must remember that every man has his own soul.

I am neither humble nor lowly, I am upright, I am aboveboard, I am much nobler than everyone present here! "

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the instructor who came to pick him up from the military academy.

The principal and a group of teachers looked at Selton's back.A trace of regret began to appear in their hearts, and they even began to imagine that if this outstanding dragon slayer was willing to stay in their academy, then in the future he would definitely be the pride of the entire StarCraft, and the academy would be proud of him.

But now he's gone, taking his pride and never looking back.

The reader's eyes follow Sulton to drop out of school, follow Selton to transfer to the military academy, and their emotions are full of pride and joy.

Sang Win didn't let their happiness last too long, and immediately moved on to the next plot.

The instructor from the military academy who came to pick up Selton, who Selton really regarded as his teacher, and the civilian military officer who will break out a world in the interstellar world in the future, is a complete hypocrite.

He hates common people, he also hates talents, and he is afraid of the achievements of young people.His resentment for Selton grew stronger by the day.

Finally, he decided to do it.

Readers looked down tremblingly.

Gone.

Gone? ? ?

ha?

civilization?What about my updates? !

Sangwen looked at everyone's reactions and leisurely sent a message to Tata.

[Edit, I think I can enter V now. 】

Tata looked at Civilization's comment section and shivered.

You are ruthless, you are ruthless, and you are still ruthless.

The author has something to say: Little boy: I want to cook for him! ! (playing tricks)

Sangwen: ...I can eat anything, really.

Little Boy: Let's cook! ! (acting like a baby)

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Thank you baby "Wan Tongshen" for feeding me the nutrient solution~ Thank you Gu Shixi and the little angel for throwing a grenade and [-] bottles of nutrient solution, it's a day of eating and drinking Gulu! qwq