Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

By the time Sang Wen left directly from the competition site and followed the staff of the Federal Investigation Team to meet Sang Hongke, the Federal Short Story Contest had come to an end.

The people of All Stars looked at the boy who stood at the top and won No.1 in the whole game.

He was No.1 in the preliminaries, No.1 in the semi-finals, and No.1 in the finals. He even got the highest score in the exhibition games.

The young man stood in front of everyone with a calm expression, and there seemed to be a vast universe in his eyes.

Looking at him lightly in the holographic image, my heart trembled, but I couldn't read his gaze.

[Wow, Nutrient is really such a young little brother, who is still studying at the Federal Academy!God, what did I do when I was studying? !gas! 】

[Ah, I don’t know why I want to cry so much... Mr. Tu Weiwei is right!The future belongs to young people!The future is created by young people! 】

[Little brother!Want to date? !My legs are long and fair, and my temperament is good! 】

[Little brother, come on!Will write more works in the future! 】

The official social homepage of "Far From Away", which had already made an appointment with Dashi Budrink Nutrients before, and had already completed the process after receiving the manuscript, was more direct and blatantly helping to promote it while smiling and building popularity.

[Congratulations to Killing Budrink Nutrients for winning the three-stage champion of the Federal Short Story Contest!We have negotiated with Nutrients about the drafting, and the latest work of Nutrients - "The Most Beautiful Is You" will be published in the new "Distance"!stay tuned! 】

Naturally, there are enthusiastic onlookers from the people who eat melons.

【Ah, ah, really? !I thought there would be no new articles for a long time after the competition ended!You guys are great! 】

["The Far Side" was the paper media founded by Mr. Tu Weiwei, which played a role in the spread of new ideas on the war!This kind of paper media with military political meaning, soliciting a draft for a student who is still studying? !Go crazy! 】

[Upstairs, tell Mr. Tu Weiwei who is standing next to the nutritional supplement! 】

[After all, it is the official who came out, and the follow-up development is good.The group of web writers from before came together, laughing to death. 】

[You guys are awesome!You are amazing!In the final analysis, nutritional supplements are not imitated civilizations. Now that you are in your early years, do you dislike the low quality of online writing? ! 】

[The host is gone!Is civilized style called for nothing?Nutrients are written in a civilized style! 】

The following is full of quarrels.

It's also because Sang Wen doesn't have time to read forums and social homepages now. If he reads it, he must be at a loss.

wait... what?Hey hey don't scold people!Why are you arguing?

Sangwen looked at Tu Weiwei who was waiting for him on a high place.

He could clearly see tears in Tu Weiwei's loving eyes.

The old man must have complicated feelings in his heart.

Sangwen knew this clearly.

Tu Weiwei has waited and worked hard for a lifetime of change, and finally ushered in a new life today.

It is no longer as lifeless and gray as it used to be.

Sang Wen stepped up the steps, and the firmness in his eyes when he looked up made Tu Weiwei very convinced.

This child will definitely be the future of the federal literary world.

He will bring great shock to the Federation.

When Sang Wen walked up to the high place and received the medal symbolizing honor from the top leader of the organizer, his calm and calm appearance attracted the attention of countless people.

He has his own spring and autumn in his heart, and the universe is already on his chest.

He is not yet 20 years old, and his life is just beginning.People can foresee all his future glory and achievements.

But Sang Wen's father, Sang Hongke, did not see this scene from the holographic image.

He saw this picture on the virtual screen in the criminal isolation room.

A flat screen is enough for Sang Hongke to see the poise of Sang Wen's conversation and the relaxed smile in his eyes.

This child, his only child, the child abandoned by the Sang family...

When did it become so good?

Wasn't he always sensitive and stubborn, fragile and stubborn, like a little beast rushing desperately to an unknown place, unable to pull back no matter how hard he tried?

That state is indeed the mood and personality that Professor Sang had when he was a teenager ten years ago.

But Sangwen has matured too much now.

He has matured to the point that when he looked at Sang Hongke, he couldn't even remember the way his former father looked at him.

"Your political review has passed, please re-connect the neural network to the optical brain - drop - the connection is successful, I am very happy to serve you!"

After Sangwen rushed to the temporary custody of the Federal Investigation Team overnight, he did a detailed political review of all the information of the optical brain, and connected back to the optical brain again.

He asked, "Can I see my father?"

"Of course. You are the only adult in the Sang family who has passed the political review and has no crimes. Please follow me."

Through the solid wall, Sang Wen looked at Sang Hongke.

He wanted to see his father clearly through his mortal body.

See clearly how the muddy mind that puts interests first can make a father treat his children like this.

But Sang Wen didn't see through Sang Hongke, and Sang Hongke calmly arranged for Sang Wen with an extremely rational face.

"Go back to Haiyunxing, go to your mother's room in the old house, and be sure to find a mecha design blueprint.

It's called Xiguang Blueprint, and it..."

"Ok?"

Sangwen made a nasal sound of doubt.

He looked at Sang Hongke with an expression of "it's a small thing, the drawings are important", and let out a dull laugh from the depths of his chest.

"Father."

Sanwen spoke.

"If the federal side knows that humanitarian visits are allowed, and the isolation room without any electronic monitoring equipment is used as a channel for you to confess your crime and try to contact the outside world, it should be strengthened and improved."

Speaking of this, Sang Wen looked at Sang Hongke: "We must also understand the Federation. The Federation has only ushered in peace for only 20 years, and it should not have dealt with several major cases of betrayal of the Federation."

Sang Hongke looked into Sang Wen's eyes, and there was a chill in his heart.

He didn't want to touch Sang Wen's head, and he didn't believe the meaning of Sang Wen's words.

He tried to confirm with Sang Win: "What do you mean?"

Sang Wen took a few steps forward, gently raised his hand, and pressed his slender fingers against the separation wall.

He looked at his father who was locked in a small isolation area: "I will not go to Haiyunxing, nor will I go back to the old house."

"When I left on New Year's Eve, I said I would never come back."

Sang Wen moved his fingers on the separation wall, as if he was touching Sang Hongke's rough, bearded face from exhaustion and anxiety through this transparent but solid wall.

He said softly: "Father, why do you think I will help you...betray the Federation?"

Sang Hongke's Adam's apple rolled: "The Sang family is also your home. The Sang family has completely collapsed. What good will it do you?"

"Really? The Sang family is my home?" Sang Wen made a confused expression.

"There is no advantage, but there is no disadvantage either. When the Sang family is here, I have no advantage, and all disadvantages."

Sang Wen stopped, sighed, and put on a look of sudden realization: "Then if you look at it this way, it's better to fall."

"There's no trial yet. The Sang family won't fall like this."

Sang Hongke took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and looked at Sang Wen with the indifference of looking at strangers: "You are really a child, and your thoughts are too naive. The Sang family will not fail, and you... ...I really might as well not want you as a child."

This is not the first time Sang Hongke said this.

The Sang family has also said it countless times.

Sangwen said: "I just came from the finals of the Federal Short Story Contest. You are my father, and you never asked me if my family would affect my future path, and I didn't care how I got here. What an impact."

"You don't want me as a child anymore."

"And I'm not a child anymore."

Sang Wen's voice was still so clear: "I won't be influenced by you at all."

"I wondered why my family kept doing this to me."

"Maybe I'm not a child of the Sang family."

When he said this, it was not only for "Sang Wen", but also because he saw Sang Hongke remembering his former father.

"If I'm not my own, I might still get a reason.

Maybe it will dawn on me.I would think, no wonder my past was miserable, it wasn’t me who was wrong, it was because I wasn’t your own. "

"But the most terrifying thing is that I am your own child, and I am also a child of the Sang family."

"But I still get treated like that."

Sangwen shook his head lightly.

"I can't even find a reason."

Sang Hongke raised his head and gave a cold look: "Because you are not up to date."

"Because I'm different."

Sang Wen withdrew his hand. He didn't see Sang Hongke's heart clearly, but he had already seen the reality: "Because I didn't grow in the direction you prescribed."

"Goodbye." He left such a sentence, turned and left.

This time, Sangwin didn't call "Father."

When Sang Wen returned to the dormitory, Yuan Cang was sitting at the table, sitting peacefully.

When Sang Wen looked over, he met Sang Wen's eyes.

Then he smiled softly, and ran over with a rattling sound, only half a step away from Sang Wen, looked up at Sang Wen, as if waiting for some praise.

Before the words of doubt came out, all thoughts flashed by at this moment.

Sang Wen stared into Yuan Cang's eyes.

His beautiful eyes are like the two brightest stars in the dark night, a little ignorant of the world in the depths, but they are innocent and well-behaved, wholeheartedly for his calmness.

All the thoughts are cleared up at this moment.

The Sang family's service to the empire is not a matter of a day or two, let alone a year or two.

Why did the ship suddenly capsize in the gutter at this time?

"You took that blueprint."

Sang Wen turned to Yuan Cang with certainty: "Xiguang's drawings. Did you take Xiguang's drawings?"

Yuan Cang nodded, then shook his head: "It's a blueprint of that bad woman who is very precious. But I don't know if it's Xiguang's blueprint."

"How did you enter her room? You didn't go to Hai Yunxing, and you didn't leave me half a step in reality, you..."

Sangwen vaguely had an idea, but he was full of uncertainty.

There was a bit of surprise in his expression.

Sure enough, Yuan Cang said: "Just show up like this." Yuan Cang's expression was blank.

He was afraid that Sang Wen would not understand, so he demonstrated it live.

From turning into white dots of light, the light dissipates and returns to the spiritual world of Chinese characters.

Then it condensed into light from the diary that Sang Wen spread out on the table, soaring into the sky, the light spot changed from small to large, and finally appeared in front of Sang Wen.

After reading it, Sangwen confirmed the thought that had flashed through his mind before.

——"The Sang family will be fine."

This sentence of Sang Hongke entered Sang Wen's mind in an instant.

Why are you still convinced that the Sang family will be fine when you are on the verge of death?

The Sang family was accused of treason against the Federation, why did they calmly ask themselves to deal with the drawings instead of going to a lawyer and trying to get rid of the crime?

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