Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Although the writing of short stories is much less than that of novels in terms of words, the difficulty is many times more difficult than that of novels.

90.00% of the authors who have been writing web articles for a long time will no longer be able to create short stories.

This is the meaning of "you can't write short after writing long" in the jargon.

In fact, the reason is that in the process of creating long-form web articles, it is generally required that the longer the better.

Only by writing longer can we get enough lists and maximize the benefits in the serialization process.

It is also for this reason that in the creation of long-form web articles, the plot must be as detailed as possible, so as to achieve "writing length".

The same outline can be written in hundreds of thousands of words or thousands of words.

The former is to write long, and the latter is to write short.

When you get used to using detailed plots to "write long" works, it is as difficult as heaven to "write short" with concise plots.

For Sangwen, this matter was not a difficult and dangerous obstacle before him.

He has his own writing system.

When writing short stories, he has always used an outline method that is different from long-form online writing, and it can be even more powerful in this time-limited writing competition.

All contestants are being holographic live broadcasted, and their writing process is directly announced on the official website simultaneously, including details of unfinished deletions, which are fully presented to the audience in the live broadcast.

All the interstellar audiences, naturally saw that now, when all the contestants are rushing to create, or hastily fetching data to assist in the creation, the black-haired black-haired man sitting in the middle of the whole field The boy with clear eyes, took a pen and quickly scribbled on the paper.

【What is he doing? ...Is he painting? 】

[When time is so urgent, he is still writing on paper?Why don't you hurry up and create on the optical brain?There is only one spot left vacant on the live broadcast on the official website!Isn't it his? ! 】

【Why!The vacant position is "If you are killed, you will not drink nutritional supplements" hey! 】

After realizing this, the audience watching the game and the members of the jury who were staring at the game all the time turned their eyes and attention on the boy sitting in the middle of the audience.

"Can't be wrong."

The speaker was Benjer, dressed in black and sombre.

Not only was he dressed gloomy, but his tone of voice was also cold.

His eyes were fixed on Sang Wen: "What he wrote on the paper was nothing but Chinese characters. The manuscripts for the preliminary and re-tests were all created in Chinese characters. It's him, and he can't be wrong."

The deputy on the side was very excited, and within a few seconds, he sent all the information about Sangwen to Benjer.

"Look, sir, this is the child's information. It's called Sang Wen, a freshman in the Department of Ancient Chinese Language and Literature at the Federal University."

Benjer looked at the information on the optical brain, and sighed indifferently with an unclear tone: "Freshman... don't you look like a 19-year-old?"

The deputy didn't understand what Benjer meant.

Cowardly echoed: "Exactly."

What Benjer had in mind was nothing else but his argument with Civilization in an interview with Civilization, the popular author of Yuntu, last year.

He clearly remembered what Wenming said at that time.

"Mr. Tu Weiwei spent hundreds of years, and he failed to achieve his goal. But I will also use up my hundreds of years. After me, there will naturally be people who are willing to waste their hundreds of years .”

Hundreds of years, and countless hundreds more.

Benjer looked at the line "Reading in freshman year" on Sangwen's materials.

He suddenly realized.

The future always belongs to young people.

The old age of the past is accompanied by tradition, even if the truth he believes is irrefutable, it will be washed away by the torrent of sacrificial history.

Benjer took a deep breath.

He looked at Zhou Wenli who was sitting in the field and had already started writing.

There are always successors, and it only depends on whose descendants are more brilliant.

Tu Weiwei, my old friend, let's wait for the final result.

When Sang Wen wrote short stories, he used the "mind map" mode to outline.

Take inspiration as the point, use points to expand the line, use the line to cover the surface, and use the surface to surround the three-dimensional, and then the whole story can be presented in front of the readers.

"Defending Glory"——

Officially put pen to paper.

The moment he officially started creating on the optical brain, the official website simultaneously broadcasted the direction of each of his words.

That's right, each "one" character is not scattered in clusters like serpentine characters. They stand upright and upright one by one, and they don't stand up straight and straight like defenders of history.

[He wrote Chinese characters! 】

【Yes!Every time Nutrient releases the text to the masses, it has been translated, and Nutrient is written in Chinese characters!He is the nutrient!No. 1 in the first retest! 】

[He looks so young... Of course, he must have undergone anti-aging surgery, how could such a small kid be the first in two games...]

[The official website of the Federal Institute of Education has issued an announcement! 】

[What announcement?Is it Zhou Wenli from their school who was No. 2 in the first re-examination and two re-examinations of Fancy Blowing?I'm so tired of seeing announcements like this!There is really no comparison between people. They can achieve great things at a young age. I am still picking my feet at home at such an old age. 】

【no!It's about nutrients! 】

【? ? ? 】

The people who eat melons rush to the front line of eating melons.

The head of the Department of Ancient Chinese Language and Literature of the Federal University, who is in such a good mood now that he almost took off, just let out a fierce breath of anger.

Alright, let’s see, who would dare to come and make irresponsible remarks in front of me, the dean of the Department of Ancient Chinese Language and Literature, which was just established for the first time this year? !

Who is occupying the resources of the Federal Institute and not doing business? !

Whoever has studied for four years is useless waste, can't win glory for the school, can't work for the Federation?

The head of the department laughed so hard that the whites of his eyes almost flew into the sky.

After telling the high-level publicity office of the school, the announcement was naturally released quickly.

[Congratulations to our school's student Sang Wen (pen name "Killing Don't Drink Nutrients") for getting No.1 in the preliminary test and No.1 in the retest in the Federal Short Story Contest, in order to further promote "imagination is invincible" in the whole society The spirit of literary creation with the main theme of the Commonwealth, Sang Wen's preliminary work "Goodbye" and the semi-final work "I Want to See You Again" are now released. ["Goodbye" official reading channel] ["I want to see you again" official reading channel].

Now Sang Wen from our school is participating in the finals, let us look forward to the final results of Sang Wen together!

[Federation official short story competition holographic live broadcast viewing channel. Click me to watch the live broadcast of the writing finals online]...]

People who eat melons:  …

Wow, a student from our school, Sang Wen, is a good guy!

The official holographic live broadcast has advanced equipment, complete facilities and functions.Simultaneously translating Sang Win's "Defense of Glory" is a breeze.

So the audience read this fairy tale while Sang Wen was writing it online.

This is the story of a little robot.

"Xinghai" used to be the pilot ship of the Federation's First Space Fleet, but that was only a thing of the past.

This past is 50 years in the blink of an eye.

Everyone has already forgotten the honor of the original "Xinghai".

They don't remember that it was the "Xinghai" that went to and from the Central Star sixteen times to rescue refugees during the anti-encirclement and suppression war against the empire; War situation; I don't remember that "Xinghai" took great risks to destroy the time particle array, rescued six trapped spaceships, and saved more than [-] civilians.

People have forgotten the honor of "Xinghai".

They only remember that in the last battle of the "Xinghai" with the imperial army before retiring, there were 980 pilots on the ship, [-] of them died, [-] were seriously injured, and [-] were missing.

The "Xinghai" directly crashed into the desolate planet on the edge of the interstellar, and the battleship was so damaged that it could not even be used for waste.

When the rescue team arrived, there was nothing but the empty wind recording how the crew was directly crushed into powder during the war.

"This is a disgrace to the Federation Army! The leading ship of the Federation's First Space Fleet has suffered such a miserable defeat!"

People nowadays will only say this when they mention the past.

They forget what a brutal and difficult war it was.

None of the crew members of the lead ship "Xinghai" of the First Fleet defected, and they swore to the death to hold back the [-] warships of the Imperial Reinforcement Fleet, and all the subordinate ships covering the First Fleet were evacuated.

To the greatest extent and with the smallest sacrifice, the combat power for the federal army was preserved.

But 50 years later, no one remembers the honor of "Xinghai".

The only thing I remember is not a person, it is a small robot.

From the day it was produced, it lived on the "Xinghai".

Its mechanical detection head has faithfully recorded all the honors of the "Xinghai". After the "Xinghai" fell, it has been living in the deformed old battleship that has been crushed by space, relying on the ancient solar power generation equipment.

Until one day, it met an entertainment reporter who came here for a trip because he had no stars.

【"Why am I woken up by the sound of military training every night?" The reporter just set up a tent and didn't live there for a few days, and he was terrified.

He found the little robot, and never listened to the little robot's cuteness and pleading for company, insisted on the truth, or he left immediately.

"There are many beasts here, they want to protect you!"

"The sound of training the army can drive away the beasts!"

"Really! We will not harm you! We are soldiers and military robots!"

The reporter insisted on his own ideas even more after listening to the nonsense words of the little robot.

The little robot shook its heavy head and had no choice but to take the reporter to a cave. 】

Readers watched Sang Wen write this in one go, and when they were anxiously waiting for the next plot to develop, they saw Sang Wen stop, lean back, and silently pinch his fingers there.

Audiences:?

Hi!younger brother!What are you doing!Write!Write a text!Hurry up and write, haven't you heard!

What are you doing!write quickly!

Of course, Sangwin wasn't just sitting there playing with his fingers. He was thinking about the political significance of this official competition.

The official competition is so large this time, attracting the attention of people from all over the interstellar. Naturally, it is impossible for you to write a large-scale ode praising the empire during the live broadcast.

Of course, as long as there is no problem with the brain, it is impossible to write like that.

But on the other hand, there must be high-level federal officials in the jury, so the final political meaning of the work is correct and the direction of promotion is positive, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

This is why Sangwen directly used the titles of "Federation" and "Empire".

Thinking of this, Sang Wen decided to pull up the ending again.

Then, in the eyes of countless audiences complaining about his sudden stop, he continued to write.

He came up and threw out the core stalk of the work "Defending Glory".

It is also the truth of the various strange events faced by reporters that have been exaggerated in the previous article.

In this cave, there are more than 900 undead crew members of the "Xinghai" battleship.

The war and crash of the "Xinghai" battleship caused several space distortions and crushing, which caused the dead crew members to directly transform into a micro-quantum state during space operation, which can also be understood as a "soul state".

Immortal, but never to be seen.

The reporter Zhizhi heard their voices in the vast cave, and with the echo, they rushed towards us.

【"He's a reporter." The little robot introduced happily. 】

The undead are so excited.

"You are a war correspondent!" they shouted.

Journalists want to say they are entertainment journalists, the kind of journalists who run around after celebrities and write fake news.

But at this moment, he was listening to the noisy voice in his ears.

The sound seemed thousands of light-years away.

The ethereal feeling made the reporter feel extremely sour.

They looked at the reporter and surrounded the reporter one after another: "Are you here to interview us? Does the Federation still remember us?"

"How is the Federation doing now? The pilot ship of the new First Fleet is definitely not as fierce as my father!"

"That's right! We were commended so many times by the Federation!"

The reporter had nothing to say.

He heard the noise around him getting louder and louder, as if many people stood still in front of him.

Finally, he heard—

【"Captain Xinghai, come back!"

"The deputy captain of the Xinghai is also the instructor, return!"

"Captain of the main column of Xinghai, come back!"

"The main column of Xinghai..."

……

"Xinghai sub-echelon trainee combat officer, return!"]

【"Federation First Space Fleet+—Pilot Ship—Xinghai—980 three crew members are in place—please instruct!"]

【"Please instruct!" The little robot listened to the chest of the mecha, and waved its scratched claws.

The reporter held back the tears in his eyes, and reached out to hold the claws of the little robot. 】

Even if everyone forgets the hero's name, they are still defending the glory.

Glorious and lovely, powerful and free.

The Union Army is immortal.

Viewers and readers: I'm going...you are amazing...you are really amazing...

A few days ago, I was heartbroken by the death of all members of "Creation", and now I encountered the micro-quantum state of "Defense of Glory", and violently threw my newly glued heart on the ground. on the ground...

Nutrients!Aren't you a cute fairy tale author!

What are you doing!you shut up!You stop writing!

When Sang Wen finished writing, he was stretching his neck and wanted to polish it from beginning to end, when he felt a bunch of death stares directly towards him from the high judges' seat.

Sangwen: ...?

He looked up at the judges' seat, and a group of scholars stared at him with expressions that were a little teary-eyed.

Tu Baba, who was sitting in the judges' seat, followed the live broadcast and watched the entire writing process and content of Sangwen.

Now he is lying on the table, clutching his little heart.

gritted his teeth with hatred.

What the hell did Sangwen write!I'm so distressed that I'm about to fall out!

You were waiting!If I don't go back to the dormitory, I will beat Maobuli!I can't avenge this revenge!

The author has something to say: Mao is not spicy: ...? !impossible!Tu Baba will never hit me!