Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Sang Wenwen and Yuan Cang found a natural food grocery store, and when they came back after eating some porridge, they bumped into a group of people who were waiting for him to come back.

"Hi."

Sang Wen lightly raised his hand and greeted He Man with a sarcastic smile on his face.

He was quite surprised that someone found him running away. After all, when he was locked in the room, waiting for himself to succumb to the authority of the parents, he could only get the qualification to come out of the room if he chose to drop out of the Federal Institute.

The relatives outside were still chatting and chatting in full swing, and didn't care about their appearance at all.

At this time, in the face of the coming storm, Sangwen didn't have the slightest feeling to participate in this messy situation.

He thought extremely calmly, luckily he stuffed Maobala into the cabinet to sleep before he came out.

Otherwise, as soon as people enter the room, they will probably make a fuss and beat it because it bit a child.

That's not hot!How can you beat the hair without being spicy!

Jiaojiaoruan's hair is not spicy after being rubbed around!Usually in the dormitory, Tu Baba hugged him so lightly that he was afraid of hurting his hair!

How can you be beaten!

He Man watched him raise his hand to greet him, and the expression on his face was even more suspenseful, as if Sang Wen was not her son, but her enemy.

The relatives who watched the excitement around were booing——

"What's the matter, Sangwen? Your father put you in confinement, and his words are not good? You still dare to sneak out? How dare you sneak out to find friends? You have a big heart!"

"The family won't harm you! You still run away?! What's the matter, you still want to run away from home like last year?"

"This child really can't control it! It's too disobedient!"

He Man said coldly: "Go back and apologize to your father, and then apologize to the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters at home. Do you think it's appropriate for you to delay everyone's interest by yourself?"

"If you are locked in the room, you still have the ability to escape?!"

He Man's voice became sharp: "I should really put you in prison! You won't be able to escape if you're in prison! You'll be obedient when you're in prison!"

Sangwen stood there with an unknown expression.

"You are the ones who want him back!" Yuan Cang tried to argue with a group of people who couldn't communicate rationally, "You asked him to come back and you don't like him, why do you want him back?"

A man snorted and said disdainfully, "You're an outsider, what does our family matter have to do with you?"

This meant that Sang Hongke was not at the door, otherwise he would have recognized Yuan Cang as "not an outsider".

After all, the scene of seeing Yuan Cang in the first holographic optical brain contact really left a great shock to Sang Hongke.

He Man glared at Yuan Cang, then turned around and continued to yell at Sang Wen: "Then you go now!"

"How easy it is to have a child!" He Man stood inside the door where the wind and snow could not blow, "If you are disobedient today, go away! Just pretend that I never gave birth to you!"

In this chaotic situation, Sangwen didn't make any sound except for the first modal particle.

At this time, when he heard He Man's words "Only when I never gave birth to you", he raised his eyes to look at He Man, and his eyes seemed to be ice colder than heavy snow.

Sang Wen seemed to be saying this to He Man, and it seemed to be speaking out for his former self.

"You...are born but not raised."

After he finished speaking, he raised the corners of his lips and laughed.

He Man was furious at what Sang Wen said, and just when he was about to scold Sang Wen with more vicious words, he saw Mao Bura, who was left sleeping in the cabinet by Sang Wen, rushing over, whimpering .

He Man kicked Mao Bura directly.

Mao Bula had just woken up, and when he was drowsy, he walked forward, and suddenly saw a foot coming towards him.

If it weren't for Mr. Mao Bura's rich social experience and stable psychological quality, he would have learned from living with Tu Baba for a long time and said "what the hell is going on when I go here?"

Fortunately, Mr. Mao was fat and flexible, and when he slipped out, he slid across the feet in front of him, like a low-flying cannonball, and gnawed directly on the snow in front of Sangwen.

If Maobula could talk at this moment, it would definitely say——

"Ahhh, the threshold knocks on me!"

The snow was still falling, and the heavy snow hit his shoulders, and it was as thick as a knuckle in an instant.

The family looked at Sang Wenwen and Yuan Cang, two mere children standing on the snow outside the door, covered with snow.

And apart from the disappointment in their mouths, the mockery in their faces, and the atmosphere in their hearts, they didn't feel any distress at all.

Like the ending written in the book, Sangwen was and is not destined to be so happy and happy that he will provide his family full of energy when he thinks about it.

Not in the past, not even in the interstellar era.

Last year, "Sang Wen" didn't bring anything, and went to the central star alone with the only star coins left in his brain.

In the past, although Sangwen never broke up with his family, he was fed up with the cynicism and disgust, and developed his own edges and corners.

Now, the luggage brought back is also unnecessary.

Sang Wen hugged Mao Bura with one hand, and gently held Yuan Cang's wrist with the other hand, turned around and stepped into the heavy snow.

He heard He Man still arguing behind him: "The family will not give you a penny! You go out! You will know that listening to the family is the right thing! If you don't endure hardships, you will always think that you can write something! You Do you think someone will read what you write?!"

Originally, last year, the family did not give a star coin.

Why would a family member say such things to a child who has just been home for a few hours?

Why do mothers force their children out of the house for the second time on New Year's Eve?

From now on, it is no longer "family".

Parents, family members and relatives do not show any love to their children, but insist on controlling them.

Not to mention the gratitude they want, I'm afraid there will only be nausea left.

Sang Wen hugged Mao BuLa in his arms, listening to the bell from afar.

He realized that the new year has come.

The desolate snow scene removes the old year, and it is another year when you look up.

"Happy New Year."

When he spoke like this, his clear and gentle voice was illuminated by the glistening white light reflected by Bai Xue.

Sang Wen looked at Yuan Cang, heard "Happy New Year" from him, and then looked down at the drowsy Maobula.

Sangwin vaguely realized that he was no longer alone.

Then again.

The people of the Sang family don't think it's a loss to lose a Sang Wen, and if they don't listen to the arrangement of the family at all, they don't have any value.

This big family has been trapped madly by the desire ^ woven by everyone.

It doesn't take a single ounce of strength to beat them down.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would see Sang Wen soon.

To be exact, it was to see the holographic image of Sang Win.

Sang Wen, who returned to school, was already in his first semester of college.

At this time, after nine months, the finals of the Federal Short Story Contest finally arrived.

On-site finals, limited-time creation, holographic live broadcast across the planet.

When Sang Hongke saw Sang Wen on the optical brain screen, he frowned and turned to reprimand He Man: "You didn't tell me about his participation in such a large competition?"

"Your son has a lot of ideas! I don't even know, where do you know?"

He Man was even more impatient.

In fact, as usual, He Man would have a lot of patience to deal with Sang Hongke with a smile.

But recently, from the beginning of the new year to the present, He Man felt that his memory had gone awry.

The placed mecha model was moved, and the nutritional supplements on the table were somehow thrown into the trash can.

Such things are still small things, the most important thing is...

"When will you hand in the quality version of the design drawings for the Xiguang mecha over there?"

Hearing He Man's words, Sang Hongke was startled.

He seemed to hear some nervousness in He Man's words.

And after he was surprised by He Man's seemingly probing question, he was immediately furious from the bottom of his heart.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with the blueprint? The blueprint has always been placed with you." Sang Hongke looked at He Man with no warmth in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I made an agreement with the other side early on, because I was afraid that the existing optical brain would be exposed by the police in the information industry, so the design drawings have been used in paper versions for so many years."

"If you lose the hard copy..."

The unfinished meaning of Sang Hongke's words has been expressed very clearly.

He Man pretended to be calm, and withdrew the expression on his face: "It's in my album. I just forgot when the handover happened, so I just asked casually. Why are you so nervous? Haven't things happened in so many years?" ?”

Sang Hongke was very cautious, he wanted to get up directly and follow He Man to see the blueprint of Xiguang Mecha with his own eyes before he felt at ease.

But He Man reached out and pointed at the optical computer screen: "Look at what surprise your son gave you! The blueprint is there, so you can't run away."

"..." Sang Hongke didn't let go of his guard, and with a little bit of doubt, he turned his eyes back to the optical brain screen.

Naturally, he didn't notice, He Man hurriedly sent a message to his assistant.

[Reshape the blueprint of Xiguang Mecha, hurry up! 】

Compared with the atmosphere of Sang Hongke walking on the tip of the needle, the atmosphere of the final scene is not much better.

Zhou Wenli stood beside Benjier.

When he saw clearly that the person walking in the distance was Sang Wen, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Sangwen..."

Zhou Wenli murmured.

It was Sangwen.

What is Sangwen? !

He also participated in this contest?He even made it to the finals!

How come I've never heard of him!

Benjer heard him muttering something in a low voice, and talked to Zhou Wenli: "What? Do you know this person?"

Zhou Wenli didn't answer, his eyes were full of surprise.

But Benjer didn't have the time to care about whether Zhou Wenli knew that person, so he urged Zhou Wenli: "Go."

"Remember it's time-limited writing, don't overtime."

Benjer snorted, with a hint of warning in his tone: "Remember what I told you last time?"

Zhou Wenli nodded.

If what you said is the phrase "If you imitate the writing of civilized style again, I will press your head firmly and let you change it".

Of course I remember.

"That's good." Benjer smiled with satisfaction, "Go, my good student, go and show Tu Weiwei and the people of the whole interstellar world how good you are."

Zhou Wenli took a step forward.

The small flying robot flying in mid-air hung by his side with an electronic voice.

The light hits head on.

Zhou Wenli only felt a little dazzling.

In a trance, he seemed to realize a truth.

He won't win.

He is bound to lose.

But when the holograms of trillions of people cheered, and when he stood on the stage where the entire interstellar people were watching, Zhou Wenli only felt that everyone's eyes were on him at this moment.

Such eyes made him feel that he was already the champion at this very moment.

Sang Wen was sitting in the waiting area, spinning a pen in boredom.

It has been a long time since the manuscript for "The Far Side" that came to ask for a manuscript has been handed over for a long time, and the process of review and proofreading, conference research and discussion is almost complete, and it is estimated that it will be published in a while.

This is not in a hurry.

However, there is still no news about the paper sent to Karika, and I don’t know what Karika is researching...

Sang Wen's mind was running fast, but his eyes didn't move, as if he was in a daze.

When Zhou Wenli walked over, he saw him like this.

"You're actually here too? I was still skeptical just now, but I was wrong."

He stepped forward and said this to Sangwen.

Sang Wen's personality was the most acute, so he naturally sensed the hostility in Zhou Wenli's words.

He raised his head, stared at Zhou Wenli, and said slowly——

"Why, stop crying?"

The author has something to say: Sang Wen: What, stop crying?Stop crying in front of roommates?

Zhou Wenli: Oh, it's okay if you laugh at you, at worst we'll look at the results!I'm the second in the first retest, how about you?Take the side's ranking, right?

Sang Wen: Well, it is indeed the first side...

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After the finals, the Sang family is almost finished, everyone who should come will come, don't worry QWQ! ~