Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Sangwen felt that things were going to get worse.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at Sang Hongke's appearance, he felt that he might be breathless in the next second.

Old father!Hold on tight!Don't be dizzy!

The little boy was still in a state of excitement, and kept rubbing back and forth in Sangwen's arms.

Sang Xiaoming also wanted to act like a baby with Sang Wen, trying to find a gap to throw himself into Sang Wen's arms.

He was squeezed out by the young boy with a very tough posture.

So Sang Xiaoming could only shrink to the side aggrieved, shrinking into a ball, staring at the little boy who was leaning against Sang Wen with resentful eyes.

Sang Hongke maintained a shocked silence for a long time.

Finally said: "Sang Wen, explain."

He is still trying to maintain the majestic posture of the patriarch.

But in front of Sangwen, he still couldn't get the obedient bow he wanted.

Sang Wen wickedly picked up Sang Xiaoming who was next to him, and lifted it directly in front of the light brain, facing Sang Hongke's serious face.

"Call Grandpa." Sang Wen urged Sang Xiaoming.

How obedient Sang Xiaoming is, that's because if you want to pinch your face, he can send you a whole body of plump flesh to pinch him.

He listened to Sang Wen's words very much, and said directly to Sang Hongke on the other side of the light brain: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"

All Sang Hongke's anger that was slowed down by surprise before was finally ignited by this "grandpa".

"Sang Wen." He looked at Sang Wen coldly, "I don't care what you're messing with, I'll finish processing your student status immediately, and report directly to the Mecha Academy that I signed up for you."

"I don't ask you to become a mecha designer who shocked the Federation. You just need to be an ordinary mecha operator and say it so you don't embarrass our family." Sang Hongke said.

"Did you hear?"

Sang Wen took back Sang Xiaoming who had been lifted out, and straightened the little boy who was lying in his arms.

With a cold face, he closed his eyes.

"I heard it."

When Sang Hongke's complexion eased a little bit, he added: "Unfortunately, I don't intend to listen."

"I'm an adult, and I have my own plans for the future. If you think that I'm studying a new major at the best school in the interstellar world, the Federation Academy, it's an embarrassment to my family..."

Sang Wen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled jokingly: "Then either you don't want this face, or you don't want me."

Sang Hongke was so angry that he was breathing heavily: "...you!"

"And help me register and register for my student status... Sorry father, you don't have this authority."

After Sangwen finished speaking, there was no warmth on his face, and he hung up the communication while raising his hand.

He doesn't want to deal with these things for the time being, and these things can't be finished in a while.

The little boy noticed that Sang Wen was in a bad mood, so he carefully poked Sang Wen's arm with his white and slender fingers.

It's so light it's even itchy.

Sang Wen looked down and took a panoramic view of his nervous and dazed expression.

"You can talk."

Sang Wen spoke softly, facing the little boy, as if he was afraid of breaking the precious and beautiful porcelain.

The little boy nodded heavily at first.

Then I realized that I was able to speak, so I let out a heavy "um—"

The voice was long and sticky, like a little puppy who found something good, wagging its tail and jumping into people's arms cheerfully, showing the things to people.

"That's great." Sangwen sighed.

"Then... how can I call you in the future?" Sang Wen meant to ask what the word for "little boy" is.

Just like when I asked Sang Xiaoming, the answer I got was "Ming" of civilization.

And the little boy had a bit of timidity on his expression.

He thought for a moment, then looked at Sangwen expectantly.

"I... my name is Yuan Cang."

He said that because he was hesitant and hesitant, his voice was more waxy.

After all, he was looking at Sangwen.

Sang Wen's eyes froze for a moment.

Without him, the word "Yuancang" is exactly his nickname.

It was the word his grandfather took for him when he was just an adult.

He came to the word before the interstellar age.It is his table characters that will never appear in this interstellar era where Chinese characters and traditions have been lost.

"Your name is Yuan Cang? The Yuan of Yuan Shi, Cang Leng Cang?"

Sangwen seems to have seen his own life from a young boy.

He persistently and firmly confirmed with the young boy.

"Yes." The young boy nodded vigorously.

When Sangwen saw that he seemed to have given himself some thought work before answering him, he knew that things were not that simple.

Why do "Mao" and "Ming" with definite identity characters have no names.

And the unidentified young boy said that his name was "Yuan Cang" from the beginning?

"So... what's your name?"

Sang Wen asked eagerly.

Yuan Cang lowered his long eyelashes.

From Sangwen's perspective, his thick eyelashes look like crow feathers, casting a little shadow on the lower eyelid.

"..." Yuan Cang didn't answer.

He just glanced at Sangwen from time to time with his sleeping star-like eyes.

He wouldn't say it, he wouldn't say it no matter what.

But looking at Sang Wen expectantly, it seems that Sang Wen knows, or can find out by himself.

As for Sang Wen, he had no clue.

He wrote too many Chinese characters, and when Yuan Cang appeared, he was not as targeted as Mao Bula, so he could easily guess it without any effort.

He didn't get a result after all.

Full of doubts, but like a fist into the cotton, nowhere to vent and find.

Sang Wen sighed heavily.

Seeing that he didn't know, Yuan Cang pursed his lips, a little on the verge of weeping.

But there was only a little loss, and he soon became happy again, and ran to the kitchen excitedly to cook for Sang Wen.

Now that his mental strength has recovered, he naturally wants to show his hand in front of Sang Wen.

Seeing his excited back, Sang Wen asked Sang Xiaoming with his unresolved doubts.

Sang Xiaoming was also a little confused: "I don't know... In fact, as long as we wake up, we can vaguely perceive each other's past memories."

"But brother... I can't see through brother, it seems that brother has been awake for a long time."

Sang Xiaoming made a gesture of reminiscence, scratched his head, and said with certainty: "Yes, my brother woke up earlier than us."

"Brother shouldn't have been awakened by Dad!" He grumbled at the flesh on his face, nodding frequently to confirm his statement.

Sanwen was lost in thought.

Yuancang... Yuancang...

It's not the Chinese characters he awakened, but he uses his watch characters as his name...

Sanwen narrowed his eyes.

There are still too many things he doesn't know.

What happened to the recovery of the mental power of Chinese characters?

Why was Yuan Cang's mental strength so weak that he couldn't even transform into shape for a long time or carry some heavy objects for so long before, but after a busy period of time looking for Chinese character research scholars, his mental strength recovered to the point where he could speak directly?

If Chinese characters are being gradually awakened by themselves, what is the specific process of awakening?

Is it ok to just write Chinese characters?

And... Sang Wen muttered the name "Yuan Cang".

There must be another reason for Yuancang's awakening ahead of all Chinese characters.

While Sang Wen was waiting for dinner, Yuntu's editor Tata contacted Sang Wen in a hurry.

"What's the situation?" Tata was very anxious, "What agreement did you reach with the mecha maniac? How did he contact his editor and tell him what competition he would hold?!"

"Did Yuntu agree?" Sang Wen didn't expect Zhou Wenli to move so fast.

"Agreed! The entire senior management and the editor-in-chief were alarmed! It was calculated in less than a minute that doing so would be of great benefit to Yuntu, so it was passed directly!

I directly decided to change the theme of the previously planned event, and directly replaced it with this competition! "

Tata looked at Sangwen as if he knew about this before, and couldn't understand what Sangwen was thinking: "Civilization, what are you doing?"

"The serialization of "Dragon Slaying Art" is at a critical period, and you have just won the first place in the monthly star list! You have such a good future development prospect, how do you think that it is only once?"

Tata was really worried: "How could you suddenly say that you want to open a new article? Or open a new article in comparison with other mecha madmen?!"

"No." Sang Wen was very sensible, "I know my works well."

Sangwen showed Tata the facts hidden under various illusions: "The serialization period of "Dragon Slayer" is so good, but no copyright owner came to contact you. The most fundamental reason is that I am not well-known enough. , the copyright owner will not make a loss-making business."

"The most widely spread form of entertainment is tightly controlled by copyright owners. I have no way to spread it faster."

Sanwen said so.

""Dragon Slaying Art" is right, as you said, it is in a period of steady rise in serialization. But it is also in a bottleneck period while its serialization is steadily rising.

What it can do at this stage is to continuously cycle through the recommended positions on the list in the cloud, and obtain the exposure channels that have already been obtained, so as to stabilize readers. "

"It can no longer increase my popularity. Instead, I have to wait until I have enough popularity to come back and feed it. And it has no way to find another way. Then what I can do is to write another article to drag it from the bottleneck period abruptly come out."

"Even if I wait until the end of "Dragon Slaying Art", I will still use this method. So what's the difference if it's earlier or later?"

Sangwen's voice was gentle but powerful. As he spoke these words slowly, Tata also gradually calmed down.

Tata nodded over there, but the worry did not completely dissipate: "Hey... the higher-ups are very confident, and they are going to take advantage of the literary competition style of the Federal Short Story Contest to make this competition a whole network. The grand occasion of the literary world... Civilization, I have confidence in you, but I'm also afraid that you'll make a fool of yourself..."

...?

A competition in the entire web literature world?

Well, originally he wanted to cheat Zhou Wenli, but later Zhou Wenli pulled Yuntu in to cheat him; just after accepting that he wanted to cheat Yuntu, Yuntu pulled the entire Internet literature community in to cheat him.

Sang Wen coughed slightly unnaturally.

Then he continued to listen to Tata's explanation on the other side of the optical brain in a serious manner.

"Only the bonus was 1000 million star coins when the first discussion was just made, not to mention that various resources are biased. When the regulations are determined later, there will only be more, not less."

Sang Win confirmed with Tata: "Write about technology?"

"Writing about the future." Tata stressed again with concern, "Civilization, this is not good for you. Your writing style is unique, and you have never used data to fill it, and there is no integration of scientific and technological knowledge. What you write like this has no basis. How can you write about the future if you have been researched?"

future?

"future"?

Sanwin ends his call with Tata.

As Tata said, how could his creation without data theory have a sense of the future?How to write about the future?

Why... can't write?

It's just too good to write!

Sangwen sat at the table and spread out a piece of paper.

Slowly start to sort out my thoughts and start writing the outline of the new article.

The confident Zhou Wenli, the worried editor Tata, and the interstellar people who rely on data calculations to list the sense of future technology have not realized it yet.

in fact--

Science fiction works are the explosive embodiment of the future and the maximum use of imagination.

What is futuristic?How to reflect the future?

The sense of the future is never just about describing ready-made theories.

It is never a matter of listing data and piling up knowledge, but only relying on actual textual research to calculate and speculate.

Describing the unknown is the most shocking.

Science fiction can best embody imagination, and it can also best call for imagination.

Sangwen's purpose is exactly that.

This competition is destined to throw a handful of flames on the ice peak of the imagination of the interstellar people.

Then the cold ice will turn into water, and the glaciers will melt, which is just around the corner.

A week later, Yuntu's "Leading the Future" themed essay solicitation activity officially kicked off.

Yuntu has a tradition of regularly holding essay solicitation activities.

On the one hand, it can expand Yuntu's publicity on Xingwang; on the other hand, it can be regarded as taking bonuses to give benefits to its contracted authors and strengthen the author's loyalty.

You can also make a lot of money by taking advantage of the opportunity for readers to spend star coins for the author.

Anyway there is no harm.

It's just that this time the venue is bigger and the momentum is unprecedented.

There is even a gossip saying that a veteran author under a certain editor will openly call for civility to open the competition, and the winner or loser will be determined by the ranking of this essay competition.

Social homepages and forums are completely boiling.

One is an old author who has been writing in Yuntu for many years, and the other is a new author who has made great achievements in a few months.

Actually competing in an open competition!

What is this for? !Yuntu internal strife? !

[So... what is this doing?Organized a special event to subsidize civilization?Gain qualifications for civilization? 】

[Aren't you mistaken!Even if you want to decide the outcome, you still have to make it clear?Why are there so many broken things after civilization came to Yuntu!Everyone outside the station is watching jokes! 】

[Hey wait!When I went to this essay contest, even outsiders can participate! 】

[Looking at the popularity of the Federation Short Story Contest, why don't you come here to play around with your name? ! 】

【Crazy? "Leading the future"?It's just a star network website that engages in online articles, but the tone is not small!Chi - I don't believe it, where are you going? ! 】

The author has something to say: Thank you, General (^_^) Little cutie threw a grenade! ~Thanks to the little angel Begonia for not blooming and throwing 1 landmines~ boo haw!

Thank you both for wrapping up the sundae! ~

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