Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Yuan Cang has experienced few things, and the whole thing is stupid and sweet.

After hearing what Tu Baba said, his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Sangwen.

The tip of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of worry, the autumn-like gaze directly stunned Tu Baba.

"I'm going, brother, don't want this look!" He suddenly shouted, "A boy looks like this! He can act like a baby! It will be very dangerous to go out!"

"You don't know who's out there!"

Sang Win: ...

Sang Wen silently protected Yuan Cang behind his back.

They both knew why Yuan Cang looked at Sang Wen worriedly after Tu Baba said this.

Because the No.1 person that Tu Baba talked about last time, but now he was marked as unsuccessfully entered and unable to participate in the competition, was Sangwen who was standing opposite Tu Baba.

Of the three people in the whole scene, only Tu Baba didn't know.

After he found his jury pass card in the living room, he took the small electronic card and his shoes and flew away.

Sang Wen looked at his back as he ran away, his face was normal, but he said with emotion: "Hey, I'm afraid I'm going to fall off the horse."

what to say.

When Sangwen's optical brain received the specific notification from the person involved, he knew in detail what the situation was.

The disorder of the optical brain system directly led to the failure of several works to be entered.

Without entry, naturally there is no way to pass the judgment and judgment of the jury, and there is no way to enter the voting ranking stage for the whole society.

In other words, they are qualified to participate in the competition, but they cannot directly enter the competition through the normal process.

All previous grades will be voided immediately.

It is no different from immediate elimination.

Sangwen looked at the notification of the optical brain contact, and the other party was anxiously hoping that he could go to the jury to discuss countermeasures on the spot.

[...The system has never been in disorder, not to mention the random destruction of entries that made it impossible to enter... We sincerely invite you to arrive at the jury site and discuss with relevant leaders.We still don't know the specific situation... The relevant personnel refused to disclose the data of the system failure... Still talking. 】

Enough information has been revealed inside and outside the words.

"Our side..." Sang Wen murmured and repeated the statement in the notice.

This is too obvious.

In an instant, Sangwen realized what the person who sent him the notice was saying implicitly.

Literati writers, especially the literati in the jury like the federal official competition.

There is a very common visible faction distinction.

Not to mention the profound ideological faction of writing.

It is only said that those who feel that writing should be done in one go, and those who feel that writing should be carefully ground, are divided into two factions.

Every faction has battles with every faction.

The most fierce battle at present is undoubtedly Tu Weiwei's "imagination is invincible" and Benjier's "imagination must act on everything", these two factions led by the two giants at the top of today's literary world.

When Sang Wen was teaching at a university, the happiest thing for the Dean of their Faculty of Arts every month was to publish an article in the newspaper scolding a professor of the Chinese Department of the next-door university.

Not a single dirty word.The words are pearls, the sentences are incisive, the writing is like clouds and flowing water, and the sharpness is exposed.

Even after finding out the vest pen name of the professor of the Chinese Department at the university next door, he added the word "unable to" to his pen name, gave himself a pen name, and contributed to the school newspaper of the other university.

It is too easy to collide with different ideas.

Whenever there is any trouble between the two factions, it is designated to be able to fight the cannon fodder everywhere.

Sang Wen was cannon fodder this time.

He was very interested in knowing what was going on, so he didn't care about the risk of losing his horse in front of Tu Baba.

He and Yuan Cang took the aircraft and went straight to the building of the Central Star Federation's Literary Creation Office.

Relying on the passcode sent from the optical brain connection, he entered the gate. When he was looking for the judging committee on a few floors, he suddenly felt that the cuff was gently pinched by his fingertips.

When he lowered his head, he saw that Yuan Cang looked a little unhappy.

"A lot of people look at me..."

Yuan Cang said in a low voice.

Sang Wen looked at Yuan Cang's skin that was so fair that it seemed to be glowing, and saw that his whole body seemed to be made of white porcelain and jade.

He can't be described as handsome and clear, he is really too beautiful, with a pure and innocent temperament without any fireworks.

Even if he rolls around on the ground like Maobula, it doesn't look like he is breathing and living in the world.

Yuan Cang didn't have to do anything, and he didn't have to show any facial expressions, as long as he stood there, he could attract the surprised and fascinated eyes of countless people.

Sang Win has always known this.

If Yuan Cang lived in ancient times, if he walked in front of people at that time.

How many people will compose poems and music for him, making him look down.

How many people would write poems and poems for him, in exchange for him to turn around and have a look.

"Are you afraid?" Sangwen asked, staring at the top of his hair.

To Sang Wen's surprise, Yuan Cang shook his head slightly immediately.

He didn't show any hesitation or uneasiness at all, his eyes never stayed anywhere beside him, and all his eyes were focused on Sang Wen.

"..." Sang Wen didn't say anything for a while, but his eyes were warm, and he raised his hand and rubbed Yuan Cang's hair with the back of his finger.

"I've never seen such a ridiculous thing!"

As soon as Sang Wen entered the door of the conference room, he saw an old man with a white beard standing in the first row in the distance.

The old man slapped the table loudly and growled.

"What is a system disorder? Why is your brain not disordered?" The old man was none other than Tu Weiwei, and his tone was aggressive, "Don't think that you can really deceive everyone with your little thoughts! You should be present Are people blind or stupid?"

"Even if the system is out of order, the responsibility of the judging committee has no reason to let other contestants take the blame."

Tu Baba stood beside his grandfather Tu Weiwei, his smile was gone, and he was wearing shoes, serious like a schoolboy.

So serious that it seems that he can run for the federal president in the next second.

He also spoke in an orderly manner: "Our responsibility is to let the contestants take the blame. Do you want to lose face from the jury? Do you want to lose face to the Cultural and Creative Office?"

After finishing speaking, he sneered: "Still...shameless, we should also eliminate the works that were beaten to death and did not drink nutritional supplements?"

The staff on the opposite side were a little tired from coping, but they didn't mean to retreat at all.

"Sorry sorry, but unfortunately there is nothing we can do here..."

Tu Weiwei was even more angry with this attitude. His body had never been delayed in aging, and his old body could not support his jealous and angry mood and emotions.

Several scholars on the side hurriedly supported him.

A middle-aged man standing behind Tu Baba saw Sang Wenwen and Yuan Cang from a distance.

He froze for a moment and walked towards them.

After coming over, seeing the faces of these two people getting younger than the other, no matter how you look at it, they seem to have sneaked in to watch the fun: "Kids, this is not a place for you to play."

Sangwen became interested for a while, with no expression on his face, but he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Tu Baba: "He is not much older than me, how can he come in and play?"

Tu Baba was arguing with the person opposite, and when he heard these words from afar, he almost choked up.

He was so angry that he laughed out loud: "I'm playing with a hairball? I have to..."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look in Sangwen's direction.

They were a little far away, and Tu Baba took two steps here before he saw Sang Wenwen and Yuan Cang's faces clearly.

Tu Baba was taken aback: "...why are you two here?"

I'll go, I said why does this sound familiar?

When he was asking, Sangwen raised his hand and fiddled with the optical brain.

"Don't worry about me, you even ran in specially... How did you two come in, I'll be here soon after I'm done..."

Tu Baba didn't finish his sentence, but the middle-aged man saw the notification that Sang Wen called from the optical brain connection, and the bright passcode was on it.

The middle-aged man stepped forward a few steps forward, with an excited expression on his face: "Hello, hello, are you killing yourself without drinking nutritional supplements? I'm sorry I didn't recognize it before. I'm a student of Mr. Tu Weiwei, and my name is Ka Rika..."

"I'll go? I'll go!" Tu Baba finally came to his senses, jumped back a few times suddenly, with an expression of disbelief, "What's the matter, what's the situation?"

He approached suddenly, without saying a word, he directly pulled Sang Wen's wrist and hurriedly walked to a remote place.

After walking to a place where no one was around, and feeling safe, Tu Baba said: "You, you, you are..."

Sang Wen nodded, not knowing what to say for a while, and smiled slightly at Tu Baba.

Tu Baba also calmed down, patted his head, and his brain reacted quickly.

"The charter stipulates that 'the judges shall not have too close a relationship with the contestants, including but not limited to immediate family members, teachers and students, close friends, etc.'.

Hahahaha, you just gave me a reason to come to your door, and I will report to the jury to quit in a while!

Damn it, it's getting darker day by day. I've been dealing with them for so long, and it's still a dead end. "

When he said this, Sangwen's heart sank a little when he saw Tubaba's prickly little curly hair flying up.

"Dead end?" he repeated, frowning.

Tu Baba nodded: "Talk about the matter with the rules and regulations, saying that the system cannot be opened again if it is closed. Isn't it a dead end?"

"I called you here because it's nothing more than a bunch of great truths, and we're sorry to ask you to consider a bunch of them." Tu Baba sneered with a look of rich experience, "When I was a few years old, I followed this group of people." How can you hide it from me if you mess around?"

"This whole thing is aimed at you, it's intentional."

he concluded.

"...My grandpa's old friend and old enemy, Benjer's side... maybe some little guy made it."

Although Tu Baba was guessing, he was [-]% certain.

"In the end, even if you get the wrong data code from the system, a small person over there will come out to apologize and compensate, and the job will be over. None of the core decision-making figures of the entire faction will move."

Sangwen didn't know this truth.

He knows more and more thoroughly.

These people are like small balls tied to a rope. When the rope swayed, they collided with each other, but the rope tied them tightly together.

It's just like this when you pull a hair and move your whole body.

If you can't pull out a bunch, you can't move a single one.

It is such a relationship.

They dared to do such despicable tricks in broad daylight in such a highly public competition.

If you dare to do it, you will not be afraid of the consequences.

Several people who entered the re-examination were directly labeled as ineligible for the competition by the conspiracy.

Full of enthusiasm, Tu Baba finally wanted to find a reason to leave the jury.

Darkness is a place where light cannot reach, but this does not mean that you should admit defeat and obey.

Why?

"The backup of my manuscript is still there." Sangwen said suddenly to Tu Baba.

Tu Baba didn't understand what Sang Wen meant for a while, and just waved his hand: "The backup of the manuscript is still there, and they will also follow the dead rule of 'the deadline has stopped', and the manuscript will not be allowed to enter the system cycle again. They will not agree to the system cycle." Stopped because of a few manuscripts that were left behind."

"Aren't you known as the hand of God in the optical brain information world?" Sang Wen raised his eyebrows at Tu Baba.

Tu Baba smiled wryly: "If so many people haven't discovered that these manuscripts have been maliciously deleted by the system, I can naturally enter them into the system for you..."

"I don't mean that." Sangwen shook his head at Tubaba.

"Hacked the official website of the Federal Short Story Contest, and posted my manuscript directly."

Sang Wen rationally arranged this way: "Since the system can delete the manuscripts for the rematch without reason, it is also reasonable to post the manuscripts for the rematch on the official website for no reason."

"This has to be a big deal.

As long as there is a little chance to cover up the matter, they will choose to solve it in private. "

"It can't be solved in private, but even if it can't be solved, they don't care."

Sang Wen tilted his head and glanced at the literati and scholars who were arguing with each other.

Even if there is an opposition at this time, no one wants to find the media to publicize this dark matter.

Because even though they have different factions, they all bear the same name.

Afraid of accidents, afraid of being noticed.

And when something happens...

"After the incident becomes serious, they will immediately cut off from the real perpetrators.

As long as they are forced to go to the gallows, they can immediately come up with ideas that are 'not against the rules' and worthy of the contestants. "

Once something happens.

Naturally, the gecko will dock its tail and let go of the sore spot.

Tu Baba gasped.

"Do it?"

Sang Wen bent his eyes, his whole body was full of bookishness, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.

Tu Baba swallowed, and answered Sangwen like this.

"Give me ten seconds is enough."

This afternoon was the most drowsy time of the day when I wanted to sleep.

A blockbuster exploded directly on the official homepage of the Federal Short Story Contest.

Then the entire social home page and various large and small forums were slaughtered.

The new work of Killing and Not Drinking Nutrients——

"I Want to See You Again".

So quietly and quickly, it appeared in front of everyone.

The author has something to say: Tu Baba (chirp chirp): You are still ruthless, and you are able if you can...

-

Juanjuan is going to raise a cat in the future, and the name has been decided, and it will be called "Montesquieu".I told my friends last night that I gave Montesquieu a nickname called "Rideng".From now on, it will be Meng De Ri Geng, and I will be a happy kitty all the time, Meng De Ri Geng! (pat the cat on the head)

-

Thank you cutie!For those who want to eat sweet and sour ribs, Zhen and the general (^_^), Youyou Zimo, and Wan Feng threw a mine!Thank you for the rolls and milkshakes! ~

Thanks to the little angel who threw me the nutrition bottle!Check out each one's name!Thank you "Yanqi", "Aran Great Demon King", "Baiyan Cat", "mivibo", "Nianbai", "Ci Nan", "Youyou Zimo", "Weili", "I can't sleep enough every day", "Owl deep in the mountains"" Shuang", "Mu Ying", "Ran Xiu Ning", "Nan Nan Nei", "Cang", "Nuozi Rey", "翯翯", "Mi Chong Difficult", "Full of Evil", "A Ran Great Demon King", "Who Divinated", "Mu Ze"" Husky is the best", "I miss him very much", "mivibo", "Spicy pot mixed with lobster", Begonia does not bloom", "Peach Tao Tao", "Qingtong", "Youer", "Go to hell with your lies" "Cang"" Wild cats do not settle down", "Mandolin", "Your", "Snowy night and moon are long, the sound of flute is approaching", "An Neng Ruo Shui", "Wild cats do not settle down", "Yuan", "Wei Li", "Sister Dirty (*/ω* )", "Azheng", "Mandolin", "Qianmu Yixue", a cute and loving kitten" and "Cheng"

Thank you Moe!Aww~