Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Sang Wen's heart itch.

He lowered his head slightly, so that his eyes could be fixed on the top of the little boy's fluffy hair.

"Then I'll leave everything to you." Sang Wen laughed and told the young boy.

Seeing him raise his head in his arms, and his eyes met, Sang Wen could see all the emotions in the young boy's eyes.

He is transparent and real, like an elegant poem.

The little boy nodded solemnly again.

Tu Baba and Zhou Wenli still looked like they didn't like each other.

Mao Bura is a bit of a fake tiger, he rubs against Tu Baba every day to show off his cuteness, but turns his back to Zhou Wenli.

In such an atmosphere of cats and cats pushing and shoving every day, the ranking of "Dragon Slayer" on the star list climbed steadily as the plot progressed step by step.

At the beginning, the editor Tata just thought that since "Dragon Slaying Technique" had a good score, it would be okay to compete for it once, and it would be great to be on the list if you were lucky.

He is in such a mood.

But now that "Dragon Slaying Technique" is really likely to reach the top, Tata is not in the slightest relaxed mood, but is getting more and more nervous.

Tata starts contacting Sangwin.

I don't know what's going on, but Tata has always felt that other authors under him always come to him for something, but only Sang Wen hardly comes to him. Sang Win.

You have been scolded in the forum!

They say you've earned points!

They call you hype!

Don't update so much!

You have been hacked in the forum again!

You... why are you so calm!What are you laughing at, buddy, you've been scolded!

Tata didn't go to Sangwen this time because of these things, he came to Sangwen with a suggestion this time.

"Readers?" Sang Wen repeated Tata's words, and these three words gave him a sense of time and space leap in an instant.

He slightly raised his brows, and listened to Tata's continued explanation in excitement.

"Authors generally have a readership! Especially old authors, they usually go to the readership when they start serialization, compete for the star list, and finish. This is good for the data of the article!"

Tata Balabala's: "Civilization, you build a readership first, and then when you really get the first place in the star list, I will go to Yuntu to apply for an author interview for you, which is very beneficial to you! Light Brainline interviews, you don’t need to show your face, and you can also use voice-changing programs, we have done it many times, and we guarantee privacy!”

"Interview with the author?" Sang Wen thought of the variety show interviews of the Interstellar Age that he had seen a few times before.

Very serious, I was discussing with an actor who played the interstellar lieutenant colonel about the latest invented battle mech.

Sang Wen couldn't help but see the actor's pupils dilate when he saw the actor's smooth talk.

It's not easy, my friend, if an actor has no appointments, he can do mecha research by turning left when he leaves the door.

He said with emotion.

Then he raised his hand and turned off the light brain.Dry, meaningless at all...

"What are you going to interview?" Sangwen became interested.

He himself felt that he could still say a lot.

For example, about Selton's growth, the next writing plan, whether he will write a series of articles, etc., etc.

But rationally, through the experience of watching the actor's interview, he told himself that things would not be that simple.

"A lot!" Tata said, "For example, the dragon you wrote, what is its attack power? If we fight against a mech controlled by full mental power in real life, what chance do we have of winning? If there is no chance of winning, What measures should we take? Should we abandon the occupied planets and start space migration, or use the large-scale weapons banned by the Federation to make the last resistance?"

Sang Win: Huh?

Tata spoke more and more vigorously: "No, no! Your dragon is fictional, it doesn't exist in real life! Interviews are of no use to us!"

"But we can talk about the possibility of rebirth! For example, under what circumstances can rebirth be possible? First, on the space-time track, must the past self be in a dead state? If this state of time-space regression is to be accurately achieved , then the time particle... and the use of so many equipment, the funds we need to invest..."

Sang Win: Huh? ?

He opened his mouth and tentatively asked Tata: "Editor...why can't you interview others?"

Tata was taken aback, and asked in a daze: "Others? What else? If the persecution Selton suffered on campus happened in real life, how should he be comforted from the spiritual level..."

"I mean, ask me why I am writing, ask my next writing plan, and ask me how I conceived this work. If it is a real-time interview, I can also write short stories about Selton's childhood on the spot, and write hypotheticals. What will happen after Little Selton, who doesn't know how to slay a dragon, saves a little dragon..."

Tata: "... Karma?"

Tata took a gulp of the nutrient.

"But, but..." Tata stammered a little, and retorted weakly, "These are useless to readers... Readers can't learn anything, what's the difference between this and no interview..."

Hearing what Tata said, Sangwen understood why there is such an entertainment creation environment in the interstellar era.

The bottom line is that the new interstellar humans actually have only one requirement for many things——

it works.

Therefore, Chinese characters without spiritual power are useless, so don't use them.

Fiction, poetry, prose and essays without hard core knowledge are useless, so don't want them.

Natural food without high nutrition and satiety is useless, so don't.

They are more inclined to a highly efficient machine society, with a cold and firm persistence to move forward.

Because they are new human beings evolved from the ancient earth era, what they are engraved in their bones is to advance, develop, conquer, and create.

In this context, although people still communicate normally, they also have normal emotions.

But it is a deformed and terrible social situation, a tense and depressing entertainment atmosphere.

Sangwen looked at the entire entertainment market and found that they had neither artistic nor entertaining achievements.

Only machines do not need beauty and pleasure, art and pleasure.

And they are human.

Fortunately.

Talent is like the buds of plants, even if you carry heavy bricks on your back, you can desperately grow green from the cracks in the bricks.

Tu Baba's treacherous prose and Zhou Wenli's cold and sharp works are the only remaining green.

They are struggling to survive, waiting for the day when the bricks will be removed.

And now, Sangwin started to pry that brick.

And start watering these buds.

He said to Tata——

"Some things exist because they are useless."

Tata didn't understand very much, and Sangwen didn't rush to brainwash him.

He just explained: ""Dragon Slaying Art" itself does not contain any essay-like text, and the interview does not need to be mixed in. "Dragon Slaying Art" does not have these things, so it can achieve such a result. Is this considered a match?"

"...Well." Tata responded, ready to report this matter to Yuntu's boss.

Sang Wen was talking to Tata, and he just watched a bright white light shine from the direction of the desk.

"House management robot, help me wash the red fruit, thank you!" Sang Wen hurriedly ordered the little egg robot to leave the room, and then quickly told Tata to contact again later, cutting off the optical brain communication.

The bright white light shined for a while, and then the stars gathered into a ball, and then clearly materialized.

The little fat man hugged his feet and sat down on Sangwen's desk.

"Daddy, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo youme" you again, " this time I want to eat..."

Before Xiaopangdun could say anything, he was interrupted by Zhou Wenli who entered the room.

"You still want to eat Hongguoguo? I ate the leftovers you put out before, and I'll double the amount after I buy them tonight..." Zhou Wenli just came in with an electronic cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't finish his sentence , the voice dropped a lot after seeing the scene in the house, and the thing in his mouth also fell to the ground, "...I'll give it back to you."

He abruptly stepped back a few steps, his eyes were a little dull: "...I'm going?"

Then stood where he was, and it took a while to find his voice.

"You have a pet that tells me to fuck off every day, and I admit that your brother always comes to the dormitory to throw pots." Zhou Wenli's expression on his face was suspicious of life, "You...you are a bit too much in raising children in the dormitory Is it so, so flamboyant?"

Sang Wen looked at Zhou Wenli's tangled face, and started to talk nonsense: "...my, my family is more...chaotic...my uncle has more children."

No matter how Sang Wen was explaining and clarifying, the little fat man climbed down from the table awkwardly, and ran towards Sang Wen, panting.

With a happy face and a happy face, the voice is sweet and crisp: "Dad! Daddy, Daddy!"

Zhou Wenli looked at Sang Wen with an expression of "Damn beast, you don't even recognize your own cub, I think you are a reliable person".

Sang Wen sighed deeply: "Children don't understand, they bark at random. I'm only this year, no matter how... no matter how romantic I am, I can't find such a big child."

After he finished speaking, he saw a "That's right" expression on Zhou Wenli's face.

What happened to these two roommates?

The big-minded and the small-minded seem to be so stupid.After a few tricks, I feel like I'm bullying...

Xiao Pangdun saw one more person, and this person could see himself again, so he knew that his mental strength had recovered a lot, so he was very happy!

Da Da Da leaned over and said to Zhou Wenli, "Uncle."

"..." Zhou Wenli lowered his head and said kindly, "Brother!"

"Gege..." Xiaopang twitched.

Sang Wen stood up, hugged the little fat man, and talked to Zhou Wenli: "It's okay, I'll go buy it myself."

"Hey, don't." Zhou Wenli raised his hand to signal no, and the tip of his chin raised again, "It's my fault that I ate your food without authorization. I should have doubled your compensation."

"Speaking of which...you told Tu Baba before that eating natural food is a waste of time."

Sang Wen was a little curious: "Why did you change your mind? You two have been arguing for so long, and he finally won?"

Zhou Wenli rolled his eyes when he heard Tu Baba.

"Heh, isn't that some kind of civilized work?" Zhou Wenli looked disgusted, "What is it written about? It's about beasts and beasts. After reading it, I realized that all the red fruits in front of me made me unconsciously give up. have eaten."

Sang Wen: ...Probably because watching the Kaka beast eat the fruit made me feel hungry, my friend...

"You haven't watched that "Goodbye" yet, have you? Don't watch it, it's a waste of time!" Zhou Wenli hummed twice.

Sang Wen held the child in his arms, and said in a serious and righteous way: "I definitely won't watch it, absolutely not."

"do not worry."

Like a wolf with a big tail, he emphasized this to Zhou Wenli seriously.

The author has something to say: Zhou Wenli (satisfied face): Hmm~ I can rest assured if you promise not to read it!This way at least I can still act calmly in front of you!

Maobula (crazy hair pulling): China has been in China for 5000 years, you are really the most annoying rookie I have ever seen!Of course he doesn't need to look!That's what he wrote himself!

Sang Wen: Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your achievements and fame...cough.

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Thank you "My Lord is boundless" for feeding five bottles of nutrient solution to the cutie!Thank you little angel "Sometimes in the South" for feeding you twenty bottles of nutrient solution. Meme Da~ (poke you) Meme Chirp "Qingyue Wuyou" for feeding you five bottles of nutrient solution~ Gulu Gulu drink up! ~