Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Sang Wen's gaze rested on Li Bai, seeing him dressed in white clothes that were more than snowy, with a half-smiling smile.

Sang Wen keenly sensed that something was wrong.

He met Li Bai's eyes and saw the pride and wantonness in his eyes.

What he said before echoed in his mind.

In addition, Yuan Cang, who was standing behind him, was breathing rapidly all the time, and seemed anxious and unsteady, just standing there and tiptoing back and forth to change his center of gravity.

A state of "It's over, I'm going to reveal my secrets, woo woo woo".

In the blink of an eye, Sang Wen understood the meaning of these words.

His voice was a little hoarse because of the momentary shock: "You... are the combination of the two characters 'Li' and 'Bai', and then transformed into a refined form from the spiritual power of the Chinese characters."

"Beyond the transformation of a single Chinese character..."

It transcends the metamorphosis of a single Chinese character, just like Mao Bura is "Mao", and you are "Li Bai".

Li Bai nodded slightly, and stood upright with his crooked body. The default attitude already explained everything.

Sangwen looked at him and nodded slightly.

The mood is complex and delicate.

The person in front of him was dressed in a large white robe, with half-length black hair, his expression was haughty and arrogant, and his eyes were full of arrogance.

He is not that person.

If that person was really there, maybe he would look like this.

Maybe he isn't.

Sang Wen's mood fell to the bottom, he opened his mouth, but there was nothing to say.

If a name can cross thousands of years of historical dust, with the roar of sword and wine, it can penetrate the mech of space battleship.

Standing in front of others, stand upright and don't be afraid of the fire and laser.

Well the name.

——Li Bai.

If it was really Li Taibai himself who came wearing the moonlight, even Sang Wen would be sadder than having abandoned everything in the interstellar age, and would be sadder than seeing him without face.

But not so heartbroken.

Under the gaze of the man's ink-like pupils, his emotions were suppressed to the point of pain.

The person in front of him was not Li Bai.

Sangwen knew this clearly.

The poem proves that Li Bai lived and came.

Thousands of years in the interstellar age have abandoned everything, as if this person never existed in history.

An interstellar federation with tens of billions of people.

No one knows Shixian.

This is not Li Bai's loss, but the sorrow of the so-called new human beings in the whole interstellar world.

Sang Wen looked at Li Bai and understood what kind of existence he was: "It seems that after a moment of time stops, life no longer rises. Life just continues, and thoughts have stagnated."

"It's like a crystal ball that carries all the thoughts, isolated from the world, just watching silently."

"...After all, it's not a continuation of thought." Sang Wen sighed.

After all... not a continuation of thought.

It's not me after all.

Li Bai laughed when he heard Sang Wen's words.

After laughing for a few seconds, he sighed.

He said this himself: "If it is a continuation of thought, then there is really no difference between 'Li Bai' and Li Bai."

"When there is no spiritual power in the world, I can perceive the world weakly.

But at that time, it was nothing more than looking through the fog.Only when my consciousness was truly awakened did I know what kind of prosperous Tang Dynasty I was faintly and vaguely aware of at that time.

It's a pity that I have missed him. "

The "he" in the words does not even have to say the name.

Sangwin looked into his eyes and knew who he was talking about.

"Someone reads his name and his poems once; writes his name and his poems once, and my mental strength will be stronger."

Li Bai gently lifted his wide sleeves, stared at his fingertips, and turned his wrists.

It seems to be looking at his own hands, whether they are the hands holding the pen or the sword.

"You could say I'm his poem."

He clenched his fists.

"But how could it be a continuation of his thoughts. Who can continue his thoughts? Except for himself, who can? Who deserves to say such a sentence?!"

He put his hand down suddenly, exhaled, and said in a cold tone: "What a pity, the water does not flow back. People from the past will not come back."

Hearing Li Bai's words, Sang Wen rolled his eyes, and he could see the undisciplined sadness in his eyes.

At this moment, Sang Wen only felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart.

Sore and painful, like the heart is twisted together, it hurts when you touch it lightly, or even think about it lightly.

He was breathing extremely slowly.

It seemed that he was breathing a little harder, and his heart was so painful that it split open.

"I don't like it here. How can there be any fun here? It's cold, mechanical, rigid, people think too highly of themselves, and power doesn't even allow independent thinking in society."

Li Bai looked around, his eyes returned to Sang Wen, and the corner of his lips curled up: "So you have to work hard, what are you going to do?"

He asked himself and answered: "Go and overturn the world in all directions. It is true that water cannot flow backwards, so dig another river."

After all, with a wave of the long sleeve, it immediately turned into a light spot, from large to small, floating towards Sang Wen for a few breaths, and completely disappeared without a trace.

Sangwin stood for a while, then sat down on a chair.

My mind was in a mess, I was thinking about "Sleepwalking Tianmu Yin Staying Farewell" for a moment, and thinking about it for a while, fortunately Tubaba installed absolute soundproof sleep furniture in the room before, otherwise Tubaba would have come out to watch the fun.

"Don't be too sad."

Yuan Cang moved closer and squatted down very close to the chair Sang Wen was sitting on.

She racked her brains to comfort Sang Wen: "We have Li Bai now, and we will have Du Fu and Su Shi in the future. Didn't you always worry that the materials would be destroyed long ago, and we have no way to find suitable materials for research. "

"Now each of them is equivalent to a fan with a database in their hands, and they will naturally be able to recover all the relevant information of idols by then!"

"Historical life, summary judgment, and anecdotes about works will all be there!"

Yuan Cang tried his best to appease Sang Wen, and tried his best to talk to Sang Wen.

However, Sang Wen kept staring at him with inexplicable eyes while listening to him.

"What, what..."

Yuan Cang trembled.

A bad premonition came in my heart.

Under Sang Wen's increasingly delicate eyes, Yuan Cang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he shrank back a little.

Sure enough, Sang Wen directly raised his hand and grabbed Yuan Cang's wrist.

He said firmly: "You are 'Sang Wen'."

"Is it right?"

His tone was knowingly asking, and it seemed to be grabbing the back of a rabbit's neck and staring at the little rabbit's claws and feet.

Staring at Yuan Cang with his eyes, he slightly exerted force with his fingers, pulling Yuan Cang closer to him.

"..."

Yuan Cang was startled, and was pulled like this again, a little unsteady, and lightly pounced forward.

His forehead hit Sangwen's knee.

"Wow."

Yuan Cang touched his forehead with the other hand that was not held by Sang Wen, and looked at Sang Wen with a bit of resentment in his small eyes.

His eyes dodged slightly at the very beginning.

But until now, I have to admit it.So he raised his chin and said brightly, "Yes."

Then I felt a little wronged: "You couldn't figure it out at the beginning... Now that you know it, you're still pissing me off."

"Why can't you say that?"

Sang Wen looked at Yuan Cang with dark eyes.

The voice was soft and slow, looking at Yuan Cang's eyes, Yuan Cang looked away unnaturally: "Why didn't you say it all the time, and didn't admit it until I asked?"

"If it wasn't for the appearance of Li Bai, it would have made me understand that the Chinese characters that can be refined into form are not limited to a single Chinese character; it made me realize many details that I had overlooked before, how did you come, how did you go, and what medium did you use to form? ...then when are you going to tell me?"

Yuan Cang bowed his head and remained silent.

Sang Wen sighed, and based on what Li Bai said before, he also expressed his doubts: "You know who I used to be. You...maybe I used to be there."

"Thousands of years ago, when I was not a student, but a university professor...you were there.

Or earlier, when I was completely separated from my university and my family, when I skipped classes in high school to work part-time to make money, were you there? "

Yuan Cang was silent and nodded.

Sniffing, muttering: "I'm sorry I couldn't come out to help you and scold people for you at that time."

Sang Win: ...

His heart softened, maybe because he had experienced too many things tonight, he just felt that the water in his eyes was a little too much.

"Then I have passed thousands of years in one day, and opened my eyes again directly from the earth era, which is the interstellar era."

Sang Wen clenched Yuan Cang's wrist: "Where have you been these thousands of years?"

"It's in the world of spiritual power of Chinese characters..." Yuan Cang's eyes were filled with curiosity, and it seemed strange that Sang Wen asked this.

"It's here." Sang Wen repeated Yuan Cang's words, his brows drooping, "You're not asleep."

What Sangwin said was originally speculation.

He was just curious why Chinese characters call Yuan Cang brother.

But after making such a guess, Yuan Cang's expression froze, and he raised his eyes with surprise.

Sang Win knew he had guessed right.

"So you haven't awakened either. Are these thousands of years not oppression for you, but a long wait?"

Yuan Cang heard that Sang Wen's tone was getting lower and lower, so he got closer with a bit of pure curiosity.

"what happened to you?"

"I've always been by your side!"

Yes, always by my side.

But these thousands of years, for Sang Wen, was nothing more than closing his eyes on the crashed plane, and then opening them again, and he was already in the dormitory of the Federation Academy in the Interstellar Era.

And for Yuan Cang.

It is the blackness of every second, every minute, every minute.

Sang Wen held Yuan Cang's wrist with his fingers pointing upwards.

Silently grasping Yuan Cang's fingertips.His fingertips were delicate and slightly cool. Sangwen held them without saying a word, but he didn't let go either.

but.

Sang Wen vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Li Bai, how did he come from the spiritual world of Chinese characters to the real world through what he called "the medium of characters"?

From the beginning to the end, Sang Wen never wrote or read the word "Li Bai".

Sang Wen asked Yuan Cang this doubt.

Yuan Cang tilted his head slightly, his eyes were a little confused.

It's like trying to recall the memory, but it still doesn't work.

The two words of Sang Xiaoming floated in Yuan Cang's mind.

——"Chinese characters are gradually recovering, and you won't be able to hide them for long."

——"We all know what will come next after the recovery process of Chinese characters begins."

After the awakening process of Chinese characters begins, what comes is not only the awakening of individual Chinese characters, but also words, idioms, poems, phrases, poems, melodies, and chapter literature.

No one knew what kind of pomp it was.

At that time, even Yuan Cang himself didn't know.

In fact, he... is far more than "Sang Wen".

After He Yijian knew what his elder brother was doing recently, he became as quiet as a lulu beast.

One is that I can't get in the way, and the other is that I didn't get rid of the civilization last time, but I was trapped in a miserable life that will never be restored. There is really a shadow.

So I just watched from the sidelines and didn't say a word.

Eldest brother He Yanqiu has also been going so smoothly recently, sitting with He Yijian facing the light brain is directly an education.

"Let you see how to not be as stupid as you were last time."

"How can I be worthy of the resources given by the family?"

There was a bit of gloom in He Yanqiu's eyes,

The author has something to say: Then one day, Du Fu woke up.

Du Fu: Ah, ah, really? !My family Li Bai and I are called Li Du together? !A textbook written by Li Bai and I? !My family Li Bai and I are big...

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Data recovery site.

Li Bai (recovered data) (serious)

Du Fu: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I remember this Li Bai!I know this!I'll do this!I know everything about you!

Li Bai: ...!

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I really think that if Fufu knows that he will be put together with idols in the later life, he will turn into a groundhog...

And recently, the comments on the Ajin app are so frequent, take your time! ~ (pat head!)