Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Zhou Wenli.

Zhou Wenli, 19 years old.

According to Sang Wen, who has worked in his previous life and taught in universities for many years.

19 years old is really just a kid.

There are infinite possibilities in the future, and life is just the beginning.

For the 100-year lifespan at that time, 19 years old was still young.

What's more, people can live to be five hundred years old nowadays.

How sad it is to die at the age of 19.

"... What are you talking about?" Seeing Li Bai's sword falling to the ground, he covered his throat and hid behind the soldier. Angrier..."

He can't understand Chinese.

The only ones present who could understand what Sang Wen was saying were Yuan Cang who was silent, and Li Bai who was staring at the piece of paper in Sang Wen's hand.

Tu Baba did not understand what Sangwen was saying.

But the importance of the piece of paper can be clearly seen, and at this moment, he is even more angry and impatient with the stabbing's clamor.

This man gave birth to a human appearance, and he kept calling his brother.

But it doesn't look like a person at all.

The brother he said had died in a battleship accident.He himself still felt that the dead brother was embarrassing, which completely angered Tu Baba.

Although the stabbing head was hiding behind the soldier, the soldier didn't care about the stabbing head at all.

Ever since Li Bai grabbed a sword out of thin air just now, the soldier's eyes have been fixed on Li Bai's body, and his eyes are full of fanatical light.

He said to Li Bai: "Sir. After seeing Mr., I realized that after a certain level of mental strength, it is really possible to turn things out of thin air."

"Before, I just thought it was a legend, and even thought it was nonsense.

When I saw Mr. today, I realized that such profound spiritual power really exists. "

"If sir is willing..." The soldier looked at Li Bai's eyes and tentatively said, "I can introduce you to a special federal secret agency..."

Li Bai gave him a cold look, but did not respond.

Li Bai didn't respond, but Tu Baba had been waiting by the side for a long time.

He knew that since Sangwen could read the paper, he must have known it.

Even if I don't understand, but looking at Yuan Cang's expressions, I naturally understand the key.

Then at this time, I don't need to be in the way, but I can help clear the field.

Otherwise, there are some things they can't say in front of these soldiers and thorns.

"What the hell are you?! Are you worthy of being called? You are not worthy!" Tu Baba actually doesn't know how to fight.

But when he got angry, he kicked the prickly head's calf with one kick.

He dragged the person and walked out the door.

The soldier's eyes were still fixed on Li Bai.

But after all, the stabbing head was the one who came with him, and if something really happened, he would always be responsible.

Reluctantly chasing after Li Bai for a few more glances, Li Bai raised the corners of his lips, as if he was about to treat himself like a thorn.

Then he nodded his respects and retreated outside the door.

As soon as he left, Yuan Cang also held the box in his arms.

The three of them were silent.

Until Sangwen spoke.

"Why did he take this?"

Sang Wen raised his head: "He can't understand."

This is poetry.

Zhou Wenli's Chinese character level is only at the level of extensive errors that have not been corrected.

He can't even recognize the words, let alone understand the meaning of the sentences and the whole poem?

"It's definitely not taken randomly." Sang Wen looked at the tattered paper, looked at the childish handwriting on it, and took a deep breath. Got it."

Not to mention putting them in the backpack properly, even if I die, these things will be sent back as relics.

Cherished to such an extent.

I didn't bring it back alive, and I had to bring it back under the name of the relic after I died.

And Zhou Wenli has always been smart.

He has lived in Zhou's family for 19 years, so he doesn't know how his parents and relatives treat him.

If they don't accept such relics, where will they be sent?

The biggest possibility is to send it to Sangwen and Tubaba.

Is it a coincidence?

No, I'm afraid it has already been carefully arranged.

But why this poem?

Will Zhou Wenli understand its beauty?He himself will not understand.

So... who was telling him, who was teaching him?

As soon as this idea came out, Sang Wen met Li Bai's eyes.

I could see the pain and sorrow in the eyes of that flamboyant young man.

It was just a one-sided relationship. The last time we met, we laughed and cursed, but this time we only saw relics.

"Someone taught him."

Sang Wen said so with certainty.

"Human?" It was Li Bai who answered Sang Wen with a sneer.

He walked up to Sang Wen, stopped, and looked at the torn piece of paper in Sang Wen's hand.

Li Bai grabbed this piece of "Will Enter the Wine", threw it straight up, and slapped the back of the paper with the palm of his other hand.

"come out!"

He gave a loud drink.

Sang Wen watched helplessly at the sentence "to be happy in life", a blue light suddenly appeared, rose into the sky, and turned into a person.

He was a teenager, with plump lips and smooth muscles, and he yelled out before he landed: "Who—ah?"

sentence form.

Sang Wen's heart trembled.

From a single Chinese character, to words like "Li Bai" and "Gaotie", and then to the young man in front of him saying "you must be happy if you are happy in life".

The spiritual world of Chinese characters is developing at a high speed.

More and more Chinese characters are awakened, and the spiritual power of Chinese characters is getting stronger and stronger.

Just like Li Bai, he can even transform things mentally.

The prosperous age is not far away after all.

But the dead will not return.

"Are you helping Zhou Wenli speak poetry?"

The boy was still a little dizzy: "Zhou? Who? Ah! That idiot! Yes! I taught him poetry and history, and taught him to write lyrics and compose music, but he can't do anything hahaha!"

"So later, we just played together..."

Sangwen interrupted him: "He awakened you?"

"How is it possible?" The boy laughed loudly, "He doesn't understand anything, it's a little bald man following him..."

Sang Wen's eyes darkened when he heard this.

"The character 'Dou'." His voice was calm and rational, "The family crest of the Heyong family."

It has been awakened by Sangwen.

But why did "bean" appear in the fleet going to the ancient earth for scientific research?

Without a carrier, there is no way for Chinese characters to be transformed from the spiritual world.

The last time I saw the little bald head, he appeared from the crest of the He Yong family.

Then this time, it will be the same.

His appearance awakened the first sentence that could change form.

It also shows... There are people in the fleet who carry the Heyong family crest with them.

Who has a family crest?

That is, members of the He Yong family.

"So arrogant."

He murmured: "I don't want to hide it at all,"

The young man seemed to be still not sober: "What's wrong? What about others?"

"Dad, what expression do you have!"

A low word, a long sigh.

Sanwin acknowledged the fact: "He passed away."

The boy froze.

He himself is the embodiment of a sentence in "Will Enter the Wine".Just like time, his life is always moving forward and will not stop abruptly.

I don't understand what death means, I don't know what death means, I don't understand why the fool who was still laughing just now disappeared.

He said: "I still want to play with him."

At this moment.

"Brother... look at this."

Yuan Cang handed over another piece of paper in the metal box.

This is Zhou Wenli's handwriting.

Sang Wen recognized it at a glance.Zhou Wenli's handwriting is very beautiful. Looking at the serpentine characters in rows, it looks like creeping vines have grown on the ground.

He looked up: "..."Flower"."

【I've seen a lot of things that are more wonderful than dreams recently.

Every second of being alive makes me happier than the previous 19 years combined.

A colleague on the same ship showed off his manuscript.I was able to listen to all his long-winded words quietly, without getting angry or even impatient.

I don't even want to argue with him.I became very strange. If it was me in the past, I would definitely ridicule him and emphasize my excellence.

But I just watched his lips move as he spoke, and my heart was at peace. 】

[No more nonsense.Just like today, I saw a pink flower.It flutters in the wind, fragile and tough.

From a distance, it is just a pink dot, like a random thorn from a colored pen; from a close view, every petal is soft and moving, which is really a treasure that a great painter can give artificially.

Like a young girl, this flower is an undisguised beauty that radiates directly to the earth.It may also be satisfied with its skirt, happy with its youth, and ready to go to a grand ball.

……

……

It's so beautiful.

For the first time, I felt such a moving feeling for a flower.

I just stared blankly at it for a long, long time.Until a colleague came over and called me an idiot.

fool?I was not angry and smiled at him.

He doesn't know what I just saw.I saw a, beautiful, flower. 】

No measurement, no calculation, no data, no popular science.

Sangwen held "Will Enter the Wine" and "Flowers", looked at the black lacquered metal box, only saw his own eyes in the reflection.

I gave up the creation of popular science data, and I gave up the works of importing materials, just like a child, looking at a flower and only writing a flower.

It has been more than a year since Sangwen came to the Interstellar Era.He finally changed the first wave of new humans.

This work does not care about the names of creatures, scientific cultivation, surrounding geology, or air temperature.

Only care about this flower, only see this flower, only think about this flower.

When you see beauty, you only write about its beauty.

Zhou Wenli.Zhou Wenli was the first new human being to awaken.

When Sang Wen was still immersed in teaching the authors in the forum how to write articles, when Sang Wen was worried that people would not change and did not know how to give up, when Sang Wen alone undertook "The Distance" and no one could provide excellent manuscripts.

Zhou Wenli had already opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky at the moment when countless people were sleeping behind him.

How young and talented he is.

How smart he is and will learn too.

He died there.

"He Yong... He, Yong..."

Sangwen gritted his teeth tightly.

what are you hidingWhat are you afraid of?

You don't hesitate to kill.

How many people did you kill?

"I thought I was targeting them already." Sang Wen's eyes were a little distracted.

"I fell under their minions in the Chinese character deciphering department, and I smashed their plot to run for the president of the Federation.

I ruined the reputation of their charitable family, and made the Star Network people suspect that they were spies. "

Yuan Cang walked over in small steps from behind, raised his hand and lightly pressed Sang Wen's forearm.

He comforts him and gives him strength.

"not enough."

Sang Wen raised his head: "It's not enough."

Sangwin used to be a professor at the university's Faculty of Arts, but now he is a student at the Federal Institute of Technology.

In fact, he has the scholarly atmosphere of a literati, peaceful and willful, free and romantic.

He was born in peace and grew up in peace. Even though he knew so many conspiracies and filth, he had never been like this today.

——The person who used to live in front of me now has no bones left.

Li Bai was standing in front of him, and when he saw this young man with his own eyes, a murderous aura suddenly rose from his body.

The extremely strong obsessions are intertwined with each other, and accompanied by hatred, they seem to turn into sharp blades that can cut through the air in the blink of an eye.

And then, repressed back,

Looking again, all I could see was Sang Wen's cool and handsome face.

"I used to just do what I had to do."

Sang Wen looked down at Zhou Wenli's handwriting, and said hoarsely but firmly: "From now on, I will do what I shouldn't do."

He read "Will Enter the Wine" and said, "Thank you."

Then, she pressed "Flower" tightly to her heart, closed her eyes and said, "...goodbye."

When you open your eyes again.

Sang Wen's eyes were like swords, piercing straight into the depths of the universe.

The author has something to say: [Thank you, little cutie, for reminding me to catch bugs]

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