Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]
Chapter 31 031's First Voice
Ok?
Why is he blushing?
Sang Wen saw that Yuan Cang seemed to have slowly turned into a fan after saying this at this very moment.
It's not the kind of powder that appears after normal exercise or when you are too emotional.
And it seemed that there was a bit of shyness vaguely, even rubbing his eyes into his eyes, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.
It seems that asking this question was not on a whim, but had been thought about long ago.
After thinking about it in every possible way, he was puzzled and wronged, and finally mustered up the courage to meet his eyes and ask.
But Sang Wen just found it strange, and didn't understand Yuan Cang's somewhat childish desire to compare attention with Selton.
Also because he thought Yuan Cang was asking about the author's liking for the character, he naturally didn't notice anything wrong.
Sang Wen thought for a while, organized his language directly and began to answer.
"Silton is actually a very contradictory person. He came back with hatred and hope, and there are indelible marks in his character.
But in the deepest part of his heart, he longs for something truly bright, so no matter how much he endures and no way out in the future, he will stick to his pride. "
Sangwen summed it up briefly, and finally said: "Compared to saying that I like Selton, I feel sorry for him more."
The reader's attention is taken away for a split second.
This is what the author himself said, which is equivalent to the official stamp on the characters, which ignites all the emotions of the readers at once.
[Ah, ah, I feel sorry for Selton too!Don't play Selton for military school!The universe is not worth it! 】
[They also suspect that you are a traitor!Selton Zaizai is so miserable! 】
[Just, am I the only one who enjoys watching it?Selton never suffered a wrong for too long!I just love how stiff he is!Just beat them Selton! 】
Sangwen watched the real-time feedback from online readers, and his mind kept running at high speed.
He must maintain a calm and rational state, without a little impatience and frivolity.
Although the author's interview sounds good, saying that it is an experience of intimate contact with readers, but you must not talk nonsense to the optical brain, and say what comes to mind without thinking about everything.
That is making everyone unhappy.
Author interviews, the most important thing is the interaction between the author and readers.
The reader must have a sense of participation, and the reader must feel that he is an important part of the interview.
It is precisely because of his support that his family's family will be successful.
This sense of accomplishment will bring great linkage to the three parties.
For the author, a solid fan base.
For readers, increase the engagement index.
For Yuntu, increase data drainage.
And the author interviews like Yuntu's before, there is no sense of participation.
Boring science popularization and secondary discussion of the knowledge in the work can easily lose online readers.
Only when readers find themselves listening to the interview here, but may be called to interact with their favorite author at any time, this kind of stimulation will fully mobilize people's senses.
Reader activity at this time is unprecedented.
This is exactly what can be done by randomly selecting readers to connect.
Yuan Cang asked all the questions that the readers were generally concerned about, and waited until Sang Wen and the readers made jokes and gags to completely heat up the scene.
He exchanged a tacit understanding with Sang Wen, and then continued the following process.
he said.
"Then we will start randomly selecting readers to interact with civilization! If you want to connect and interact with civilization online, please be active~"
The reader was taken aback: Huh? ? !
Is that what I understand? !
【……What's the meaning?Does that mean I can talk to civilization?Can I directly urge the civilized real person to update? 】
[Can I talk to civilization in the author's interview? !What's the difference between rounding up and I'm married to civilization! 】
[Smack me, smack me, smack me! 】
[Smack you a big mouth! 】
Sang Wen randomly selected a relatively active online user, and the optical brain directly connected the two parties, so the voice of a reader rang in the ears of countless people.
"Yes...was I selected?" It was a girl's voice, which seemed to be too excited and nervous, and the ending was trembling.
"It's you." Sang Wen gave an affirmative answer, his tone slow, "Hello, are you my reader?"
"Yes, yes! Civilization, I am your reader and your little fan! I have read "Dragon Slaying Art" and "Creation"! But why are you getting so few today! Your addition today What's more! Why didn't you add more today!"
The girl got excited and said what was on her mind.
It was only after I finished talking that I realized, oops, that's bad!I actually urged an update on the author interview!
Sang Wen listened to her words as soon as she came up, quite earnest and optimistic about life: "No matter how much I update, you will always feel that there are few. So just forget it."
After hearing his tone of lovelessness, the readers burst into laughter for a moment.
[I can't forget it!Although you don't owe an update, I think you do, so you owe me an update! 】
【civilization!Add more!Even if it doesn't satisfy us!You can't give up easily either! 】
[Daddy, don’t you love us? Cry, cry, cry! 】
The girl smiled for a while, and after she calmed down, she praised Sangwen: "But you have a fixed update time every day. I have developed a habit now, and I will watch the update when the time comes. Although I can't get enough of it." , but already great!"
Reader: ...we agreed to remind you to update together, why did you suddenly rebel? !
The next person calls me!I will definitely not betray!Stable reminders and unshakable stance!
What the girl said was also Sang Wen's habit.
His daily word count is not stable, because he always adds updates for various inexplicable reasons on a whim.
But his update time is as stable as a day, and there will be no change from the serialization to the end.
It is so strict that there is not even a few seconds difference between front and back.
The reason is——
The habits of the author can become the habits of the reader.
Readers have various identities.
Some of them are students, some are already working, some are retired at home, and some are on space battleships.
They can log in to the star network, and the time when they come to Yuntu is not certain.
This is completely uncontrollable.
And Sang Wen chose to fix the update time, which just allowed them to associate this time with watching the update.
At this time of day, they will realize: ah, this time has come, the civilization has been updated, and I will go to Yuntu to see the update.
When this idea gradually spread and became the habit of many readers, Sangwen also had a stable reader base.
This is why, when he is just a newcomer with high-quality works but no fans, he can also fix the reading crowd.
This girl is a typical loyal reader of civilization, and she has always maintained a high level of interest when talking to Sangwen.
When I was offline, I was also reluctant to part, and I especially wanted to chat with Sangwen for a while.
Yuan Cang exhaled lightly, and let go of his heart.
Fortunately.
He said so to himself in his heart.
It seems that the readers are very friendly.
However, as he thought this way just now, the next reader who was connected to was not so friendly, but came with hostility.
Maybe it shouldn't be called an ordinary reader, because he directly said to Sang Wendao when he came up.
"Our interstellar era has continued the traditional literary concept for thousands of years, and it may be destroyed in your hands."
As soon as these words came out, everyone who was listening to the author's interview was breathless.
Sang Wen's face turned cold.
But on the other end of the line, the voice with the obvious old tone didn't stop, and even took on an aggressive tone.
"What are you doing? You're ruining people's literary world. If everyone writes like you, what are we left with?"
This man is Benjer.
Among the judges of the Federal Short Story Contest, they stood against Tu Weiwei, insisted that literature must serve science and technology, and were dismissive of works like "Goodbye".
Benjer originally believed that even if "Goodbye" passed the preliminary round with the support of people represented by Tu Weiwei in the jury.
But as long as "Goodbye" enters the stage of the preliminary referendum, then this work with useless imagination of the masses is destined to be eliminated.
To his surprise.
Although Goodbye did not achieve an absolute overwhelming advantage, it still ranked No.1 among all preliminary works.
This fact made Benjer unable to sleep for a long time.
He tossed and turned, watching online discussions on "civilization" and "civilized style" and so on, and saw that his favorite works by Zhou Wenli were not among the best.
He gave birth to a kind of sadness from the bottom of his heart.
What is his old friend Tu Weiwei still emphasizing about "returning literature to the masses"?
How can literature be returned to the masses? !
Look at the crowd's judgment!What rubbish!The masses are not judging at all!
They don't understand anything, they're just babbling nonsense!
If literature is returned to the masses, under such development, won’t everyone see the success of civilized works and write civilized works in the future? !
All works are full of useless imagination, so what is the meaning of literature?
"You should be imprisoned in the interstellar prison." Benjer turned to Sangwen with a bleak voice, "You won't know what you're doing. You're making a revolution, kid, and you can't afford the consequences of this revolution , you will destroy everything we have now."
Sang Wen listened to what Ben Jieer said, but turned his eyes to Yuan Cang who was on the side.
Yuan Cang was obviously overwhelmed by this posture. He was very afraid that Sang Wen would be sad, so he quickly put his beautiful hand on the back of Sang Wen's hand, making a gesture of comfort and companionship.
Sang Wen looked at Yuan Cang, and through Yuan Cang, he looked at those abandoned Chinese characters.
Heartbroken.
Even if this person is from Huaguo, he will not know how much Huaguo has paid and what he has lost.
If he is not from Huaguo, he not only does not know what Huaguo has lost, but also does not know what the interstellar era has lost.
He just blindly emphasizes possession, like a bear breaking corn in a cornfield.
Xiong looked at the only ear of corn in his hand, and emphasized the ear of corn he owned happily and contentedly.
It doesn't look back to see how much corn it has dropped along the way.
The man also didn't allow Sangwin to look back.Just saying "you're ruining everything" to Sang Win in a critical tone.
But look at this vast universe, what else can we destroy?
What do we have to destroy?
Haven't we already destroyed those things that should be engraved in our bones?
This fact made Sangwen even more sad.
His heart was filled with emotions for an instant, and then, he immediately became extremely quiet.
What's left?
Sangwin repeated Benjel's words.
Happiness remains, hope remains, history remains, and memory remains.
All beauty and art left.
He asked and answered in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.
Benjer didn't finish his sentence.
"I've seen your works, and I don't know how to describe them, because they don't need to be described. "Dragon Slaying Art"? "Creation"? Who wants to slay dragons? Who wants to create the world? There is no way for such things Guide our next move and direction!"
At this moment, Sang Wen sighed softly.
He felt a sense of powerlessness that spread from the depths of his bones.
Immediately afterwards, this sense of powerlessness transformed into a strong desire to fight.
He has to win.
In front of countless online readers, he had to refute the person who had won the optical brain.
You must win now and in the future.
Sanwin told himself.
He had no way out.
Absolutely not.
The power of the literati, with the pen and the language as the sword.
The three-foot green peak is fearless.
If you don't die, don't let go of the sword.
Sang Wen spoke, and his deep voice sounded in the author's interview.
At this moment, in the interstellar era, countless people are listening to this interview.
Near to the young students in the dormitory next door, far away to the old mecha maintenance personnel on the spaceship beside the sky of the desolate planet.
For the first time, in this era, Sang Win made his own straightforward and undisguised voice.
He wanted a cultural movement, a literary revolution; he wanted the Chinese characters to be revived, and he wanted history to be traced.
When he left that blue planet, Sangwen had to find those that were discarded as a last resort.
Earth, the reason why you are called our mother is because you have recorded so many memories of human beings.
We left and lost the memories again.
So where is home?
Sangwen faced the old man on the optical brain, not knowing that this person was Benjier who had belittled himself in the jury, and said: "Sir, our direction is not only those."
"The direction of the next step you mentioned refers to the mine ten meters away, the laser research institute [-] meters away, the time particle converter kilometers away, and the neighboring star three light-years away."
His voice was hoarse, muffled by the voice-changing program.
In a trance, I feel that I have come across thousands of time and the distance between life and death.
"And the direction we want—
Much more than that. "
The author has something to say: Sang Wen: Talking is also power. (sit up straight)
-
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-
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thank you all!I want to sprout!
Why is he blushing?
Sang Wen saw that Yuan Cang seemed to have slowly turned into a fan after saying this at this very moment.
It's not the kind of powder that appears after normal exercise or when you are too emotional.
And it seemed that there was a bit of shyness vaguely, even rubbing his eyes into his eyes, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.
It seems that asking this question was not on a whim, but had been thought about long ago.
After thinking about it in every possible way, he was puzzled and wronged, and finally mustered up the courage to meet his eyes and ask.
But Sang Wen just found it strange, and didn't understand Yuan Cang's somewhat childish desire to compare attention with Selton.
Also because he thought Yuan Cang was asking about the author's liking for the character, he naturally didn't notice anything wrong.
Sang Wen thought for a while, organized his language directly and began to answer.
"Silton is actually a very contradictory person. He came back with hatred and hope, and there are indelible marks in his character.
But in the deepest part of his heart, he longs for something truly bright, so no matter how much he endures and no way out in the future, he will stick to his pride. "
Sangwen summed it up briefly, and finally said: "Compared to saying that I like Selton, I feel sorry for him more."
The reader's attention is taken away for a split second.
This is what the author himself said, which is equivalent to the official stamp on the characters, which ignites all the emotions of the readers at once.
[Ah, ah, I feel sorry for Selton too!Don't play Selton for military school!The universe is not worth it! 】
[They also suspect that you are a traitor!Selton Zaizai is so miserable! 】
[Just, am I the only one who enjoys watching it?Selton never suffered a wrong for too long!I just love how stiff he is!Just beat them Selton! 】
Sangwen watched the real-time feedback from online readers, and his mind kept running at high speed.
He must maintain a calm and rational state, without a little impatience and frivolity.
Although the author's interview sounds good, saying that it is an experience of intimate contact with readers, but you must not talk nonsense to the optical brain, and say what comes to mind without thinking about everything.
That is making everyone unhappy.
Author interviews, the most important thing is the interaction between the author and readers.
The reader must have a sense of participation, and the reader must feel that he is an important part of the interview.
It is precisely because of his support that his family's family will be successful.
This sense of accomplishment will bring great linkage to the three parties.
For the author, a solid fan base.
For readers, increase the engagement index.
For Yuntu, increase data drainage.
And the author interviews like Yuntu's before, there is no sense of participation.
Boring science popularization and secondary discussion of the knowledge in the work can easily lose online readers.
Only when readers find themselves listening to the interview here, but may be called to interact with their favorite author at any time, this kind of stimulation will fully mobilize people's senses.
Reader activity at this time is unprecedented.
This is exactly what can be done by randomly selecting readers to connect.
Yuan Cang asked all the questions that the readers were generally concerned about, and waited until Sang Wen and the readers made jokes and gags to completely heat up the scene.
He exchanged a tacit understanding with Sang Wen, and then continued the following process.
he said.
"Then we will start randomly selecting readers to interact with civilization! If you want to connect and interact with civilization online, please be active~"
The reader was taken aback: Huh? ? !
Is that what I understand? !
【……What's the meaning?Does that mean I can talk to civilization?Can I directly urge the civilized real person to update? 】
[Can I talk to civilization in the author's interview? !What's the difference between rounding up and I'm married to civilization! 】
[Smack me, smack me, smack me! 】
[Smack you a big mouth! 】
Sang Wen randomly selected a relatively active online user, and the optical brain directly connected the two parties, so the voice of a reader rang in the ears of countless people.
"Yes...was I selected?" It was a girl's voice, which seemed to be too excited and nervous, and the ending was trembling.
"It's you." Sang Wen gave an affirmative answer, his tone slow, "Hello, are you my reader?"
"Yes, yes! Civilization, I am your reader and your little fan! I have read "Dragon Slaying Art" and "Creation"! But why are you getting so few today! Your addition today What's more! Why didn't you add more today!"
The girl got excited and said what was on her mind.
It was only after I finished talking that I realized, oops, that's bad!I actually urged an update on the author interview!
Sang Wen listened to her words as soon as she came up, quite earnest and optimistic about life: "No matter how much I update, you will always feel that there are few. So just forget it."
After hearing his tone of lovelessness, the readers burst into laughter for a moment.
[I can't forget it!Although you don't owe an update, I think you do, so you owe me an update! 】
【civilization!Add more!Even if it doesn't satisfy us!You can't give up easily either! 】
[Daddy, don’t you love us? Cry, cry, cry! 】
The girl smiled for a while, and after she calmed down, she praised Sangwen: "But you have a fixed update time every day. I have developed a habit now, and I will watch the update when the time comes. Although I can't get enough of it." , but already great!"
Reader: ...we agreed to remind you to update together, why did you suddenly rebel? !
The next person calls me!I will definitely not betray!Stable reminders and unshakable stance!
What the girl said was also Sang Wen's habit.
His daily word count is not stable, because he always adds updates for various inexplicable reasons on a whim.
But his update time is as stable as a day, and there will be no change from the serialization to the end.
It is so strict that there is not even a few seconds difference between front and back.
The reason is——
The habits of the author can become the habits of the reader.
Readers have various identities.
Some of them are students, some are already working, some are retired at home, and some are on space battleships.
They can log in to the star network, and the time when they come to Yuntu is not certain.
This is completely uncontrollable.
And Sang Wen chose to fix the update time, which just allowed them to associate this time with watching the update.
At this time of day, they will realize: ah, this time has come, the civilization has been updated, and I will go to Yuntu to see the update.
When this idea gradually spread and became the habit of many readers, Sangwen also had a stable reader base.
This is why, when he is just a newcomer with high-quality works but no fans, he can also fix the reading crowd.
This girl is a typical loyal reader of civilization, and she has always maintained a high level of interest when talking to Sangwen.
When I was offline, I was also reluctant to part, and I especially wanted to chat with Sangwen for a while.
Yuan Cang exhaled lightly, and let go of his heart.
Fortunately.
He said so to himself in his heart.
It seems that the readers are very friendly.
However, as he thought this way just now, the next reader who was connected to was not so friendly, but came with hostility.
Maybe it shouldn't be called an ordinary reader, because he directly said to Sang Wendao when he came up.
"Our interstellar era has continued the traditional literary concept for thousands of years, and it may be destroyed in your hands."
As soon as these words came out, everyone who was listening to the author's interview was breathless.
Sang Wen's face turned cold.
But on the other end of the line, the voice with the obvious old tone didn't stop, and even took on an aggressive tone.
"What are you doing? You're ruining people's literary world. If everyone writes like you, what are we left with?"
This man is Benjer.
Among the judges of the Federal Short Story Contest, they stood against Tu Weiwei, insisted that literature must serve science and technology, and were dismissive of works like "Goodbye".
Benjer originally believed that even if "Goodbye" passed the preliminary round with the support of people represented by Tu Weiwei in the jury.
But as long as "Goodbye" enters the stage of the preliminary referendum, then this work with useless imagination of the masses is destined to be eliminated.
To his surprise.
Although Goodbye did not achieve an absolute overwhelming advantage, it still ranked No.1 among all preliminary works.
This fact made Benjer unable to sleep for a long time.
He tossed and turned, watching online discussions on "civilization" and "civilized style" and so on, and saw that his favorite works by Zhou Wenli were not among the best.
He gave birth to a kind of sadness from the bottom of his heart.
What is his old friend Tu Weiwei still emphasizing about "returning literature to the masses"?
How can literature be returned to the masses? !
Look at the crowd's judgment!What rubbish!The masses are not judging at all!
They don't understand anything, they're just babbling nonsense!
If literature is returned to the masses, under such development, won’t everyone see the success of civilized works and write civilized works in the future? !
All works are full of useless imagination, so what is the meaning of literature?
"You should be imprisoned in the interstellar prison." Benjer turned to Sangwen with a bleak voice, "You won't know what you're doing. You're making a revolution, kid, and you can't afford the consequences of this revolution , you will destroy everything we have now."
Sang Wen listened to what Ben Jieer said, but turned his eyes to Yuan Cang who was on the side.
Yuan Cang was obviously overwhelmed by this posture. He was very afraid that Sang Wen would be sad, so he quickly put his beautiful hand on the back of Sang Wen's hand, making a gesture of comfort and companionship.
Sang Wen looked at Yuan Cang, and through Yuan Cang, he looked at those abandoned Chinese characters.
Heartbroken.
Even if this person is from Huaguo, he will not know how much Huaguo has paid and what he has lost.
If he is not from Huaguo, he not only does not know what Huaguo has lost, but also does not know what the interstellar era has lost.
He just blindly emphasizes possession, like a bear breaking corn in a cornfield.
Xiong looked at the only ear of corn in his hand, and emphasized the ear of corn he owned happily and contentedly.
It doesn't look back to see how much corn it has dropped along the way.
The man also didn't allow Sangwin to look back.Just saying "you're ruining everything" to Sang Win in a critical tone.
But look at this vast universe, what else can we destroy?
What do we have to destroy?
Haven't we already destroyed those things that should be engraved in our bones?
This fact made Sangwen even more sad.
His heart was filled with emotions for an instant, and then, he immediately became extremely quiet.
What's left?
Sangwin repeated Benjel's words.
Happiness remains, hope remains, history remains, and memory remains.
All beauty and art left.
He asked and answered in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.
Benjer didn't finish his sentence.
"I've seen your works, and I don't know how to describe them, because they don't need to be described. "Dragon Slaying Art"? "Creation"? Who wants to slay dragons? Who wants to create the world? There is no way for such things Guide our next move and direction!"
At this moment, Sang Wen sighed softly.
He felt a sense of powerlessness that spread from the depths of his bones.
Immediately afterwards, this sense of powerlessness transformed into a strong desire to fight.
He has to win.
In front of countless online readers, he had to refute the person who had won the optical brain.
You must win now and in the future.
Sanwin told himself.
He had no way out.
Absolutely not.
The power of the literati, with the pen and the language as the sword.
The three-foot green peak is fearless.
If you don't die, don't let go of the sword.
Sang Wen spoke, and his deep voice sounded in the author's interview.
At this moment, in the interstellar era, countless people are listening to this interview.
Near to the young students in the dormitory next door, far away to the old mecha maintenance personnel on the spaceship beside the sky of the desolate planet.
For the first time, in this era, Sang Win made his own straightforward and undisguised voice.
He wanted a cultural movement, a literary revolution; he wanted the Chinese characters to be revived, and he wanted history to be traced.
When he left that blue planet, Sangwen had to find those that were discarded as a last resort.
Earth, the reason why you are called our mother is because you have recorded so many memories of human beings.
We left and lost the memories again.
So where is home?
Sangwen faced the old man on the optical brain, not knowing that this person was Benjier who had belittled himself in the jury, and said: "Sir, our direction is not only those."
"The direction of the next step you mentioned refers to the mine ten meters away, the laser research institute [-] meters away, the time particle converter kilometers away, and the neighboring star three light-years away."
His voice was hoarse, muffled by the voice-changing program.
In a trance, I feel that I have come across thousands of time and the distance between life and death.
"And the direction we want—
Much more than that. "
The author has something to say: Sang Wen: Talking is also power. (sit up straight)
-
Juanjuan heard that there is a cutie who wants to add more to Juanjuan~add!Add green onions and even more coriander! QWQ~
-
Pooh!I, Susu, threw a bazooka!Thank you Begonia Blooming Cutie for throwing a mine~ Chirp Mi!
Thank you "Feng Ge Laughing at Kong Qiu" little angel for watering three bottles of nutrient solution!Thank you "Twenty White" cutie Boji~ irrigated ten bottles of nutrient solution!Thank you "Dream Remnant Butterfly" for watering [-] bottles of nutrient solution~ Thank you for the cute little girl "One Love and One Year" for irrigating [-] bottles of nutrient solution ~ Thank you "Mountain Year" for irrigating [-] bottles of nutrient solution Chirp Mi!Thank you "Ran Xiu Ning" for irrigation, the nutrient solution kisses you!"Fengqi Yicheng Liluo" irrigated the nutrient solution, hug ~ thank you little angel "Shangxi" for irrigating fifteen bottles of nutrient solution, ouch~
thank you all!I want to sprout!
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