After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 219 Get ready to receive the award

Countless examples in life tell us that if you are not sure, you should say less. Even if you are sure, don’t say too much!

Because many times, you will be slapped in the face in the next second, not only will it hurt but it will swell! The most important thing is to lose face!

After watching the final ending part of "The Wandering Planet", Hong Tao looked at Old Man Li with a playful look on his face.

"I said Lao Li! What do you say now?"

Old Li was silent again. He knew that his old face had turned red without looking in the mirror.

Too embarrassing!

As soon as I finished talking about the final outcome, I lacked something, but in the end, someone gave you a reply, almost making up for all your regrets.

Is it awkward or unexpected?

Sometimes life is just so fucked, and slaps in the face never wait for tomorrow!

The story at the end is full of meaning. Although the number of words in the chapter is very small, it is only described through the story of the protagonist's family of three.

But from these few hundred words, we can learn a lot, such as the relationship between the protagonist and his son and daughter-in-law, we can know that they have regained family affection.

At least the protagonist's son will not say anything like "I know who my father's cheating partner is."

When the protagonist was dying, he saw his wife Kayoko and remembered what they looked like when they first met, which proved that human beings had begun to care about love.

From that song, we can see that those who survived remembered the lessons of that rebellion.

They are using songs to commemorate the scientists who have formulated the "Wandering Earth" plan, or all those who have given their lives and passion for this plan.

There is also nostalgia for the sun and his hometown solar system in the song. The protagonists cannot see the day when the earth successfully arrives at the Star of Hope, but their descendants can.

As long as future generations insist on implementing the "Wandering Earth" plan, remember the lessons of history, and respect for science, they will definitely be able to pass on human civilization in the universe!

When the day of success, we will tell them the news of victory that these predecessors also sighed that the king's army had the day of the north-district of the Central Plains, and the family sacrifice was not forgotten to tell the old man.

There is nostalgia, emotion, rationality, and hope in the song

They are no different from humans in the pre-Sun Age, and finally become flesh and blood people again!

There is also the last sentence that runs through the whole text, which is even more divinely ending.

It can be said that once again gave the shock to readers. The earth on which we rely on has become a lonely wandering child in space. This breaking of our deepest home makes us understand that we humans are still touched.

It's so small in the universe.

This is similar to the simplicity of Chinese countryside in "Rural Teacher" and the vast and tragic interstellar war on the other hand. The shock caused by the contrast between the two worlds is similar.

Of course, this is just what Old Man Li and Hong Tao think in their hearts. Everyone will have their own feelings and understanding when reading novels.

But there is one thing that is undeniable that "The Wandering Earth" is an excellent science fiction novel. To put it bluntly, it is a science fiction masterpiece.

"Ahem, I admit that the finale was very good, and the last sentence was also very thought-provoking, but I still prefer "Rural Teachers"."

Old Man Li coughed twice, and after saying a simple sentence, he pulled the topic away. He would not mention the awkward things, but he would not change what was involved in principle.

Although "The Wandering Earth" is good, I just have a special liking for "Rural Teachers". Who makes this book not the one that promotes our teachers!

"It's up to you. Anyway, Kyoto University should definitely win the first place in this competition. I don't believe that students from other schools can write science fiction novels that are no less than "The Wandering Earth"."

Hong Tao did not mean to argue with Old Man Li. Everyone has their own preferences. No matter how well a novel is written, there will always be people who don’t like it.

And he dared to say things that were so confident that he could be the first, first of all, because he was confident in "The Wandering Earth", and secondly, it would be amazing that Chen Tianhong would be the only one who was a genius. How could there be so many geniuses in the world?

"No! Old Man Hong, I didn't finish reading the ending at all, and you snatched the manuscript. I just heard you say it was over and I thought so. You old guy."

Old Man Li was relieved when he heard that Hong Tao did not continue arguing with him.

But after thinking about it, I hadn't finished reading the next article at all. Hong Tao was careless and didn't see the ending chapter, but this does not mean that I wouldn't be able to see it!

Thinking of this, Old Man Li was angry.

"Well, let's review the manuscript quickly. We must confirm the final manuscript quickly."

Hong Tao naturally won’t be stupid enough to deal with topics.

However, Old Man Li did not intend to let Hong Tao go easily, but he did not wait for him to continue speaking.

Hong Tao's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Principal Xu! Well, yes, we are still reviewing. Don't worry, we will definitely be able to confirm the manuscript submitted to the Writers Association before 12 o'clock."

"Principal Xu, don't worry, we have found a good article, which should have been written by Chen Tianhong. We have read it all and are fully confident to win the first place!"

When Old Man Li heard Hong Tao’s accent, he knew who made the phone call, Xu Changfeng, president of Kyoto University.

A few minutes later, the phone hung up.

Hong Tao's face became serious, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Don't surround everyone, hurry up and review the manuscripts in their hands to me and Lao Li. Deputy Director Ma, come and help! Principal Xu just called him

It's the phone call, and the Writers Association has already urged us."

Upon hearing this, the teachers immediately walked back to their positions and finished the main work first.

Deputy Director Ma and Old Man Li also began to review the manuscript.

Only Hong Tao carefully put the manuscript of "The Wandering Earth" back into the file bag and carefully sealed it, then picked up the other manuscripts for review.

At the same time, in a large room of Guanghua University, dozens of teachers were also doing the review of manuscripts.

The head of their department of literature was also holding a manuscript and looking at it again. From the proud smile on his face, you can tell that he was very satisfied with the manuscript in his hand. No, he was quite satisfied.

The manuscript in his hand is also a science fiction novel, which is the entry of their Guanghua University seed contestant, Yuan Haotian, who ranked second in the last session.

Since reading Yuan Haotian's manuscript, the head of Guanghua University is also full of confidence. Although because of Chen Tianhong's current reputation in the circle, he dare not say that he can win the first place like Hong Tao, but it is still possible to compete.

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As long as Chen Tianhong no longer writes the second book "Rural Teachers" this time, they will have a high chance of winning first place in Guanghua University.

In his opinion, even though Chen Tianhong is very good at writing online articles, he is currently famous for his physical martial arts novels, but he cannot produce such high-quality science fiction novels as "Rural Teachers"!

Moreover, he is very confident in the manuscripts in his hand and is also confident in Yuan Haotian. After all, Yuan Haotian is also a young genius.

But what this department director doesn’t know is that there is also a gap between geniuses!

Boys dormitory building, in dormitory 404.

Chen Tianhong was typing at the computer, his fingers were flying on the keyboard, with a mechanical beauty, and his speed of typing on the keyboard was enough to make many professional writers admire him. Unfortunately, this scene was like this,

No one saw it.

There was no one else in the 404 dormitory except Chen Tianhong himself.

Ximen Xue would not waste a little time. He went on a date. Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie went to the gymnasium and the other went to the library.

Chen Tianhong originally thought that he would go to make an appointment with Yifei at noon, but after the phone was called, Liu Yifei had class at noon, so he had no choice but to go back to the dormitory to code.

But it doesn't matter. I took this morning to write the "Biographies of Mortals Cultivation" to the end. This complete version does not mean that it is completed on the website today, but is stored in the manuscript.

"The Legend of Mortals" has been updated for nearly 9 months. The total number of words in a book called Mortals is about 7 million. Chen Tianhong maintains an update speed of 20,000+ every day, and with irregular updates, the plot on the Internet has been

It's time to enter the late stage, and it's over after about 300,000 words.

At present, Chen Tianhong is still 20,000 words away. He completed this task at noon with his speed, which was simply stress-free.

But after writing "The Legend of the Immortals in Mortals", Chen Tianhong has not yet decided whether to open a new book immediately.

In fact, with his ability, he can open one or even two more books.

Because the other novel in my hand, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has only 100,000 words left to complete it.

But it’s really hard to think about what new book to open and what type of book to choose for a while. In fact, Chen Tianhong plans to wait for the mortals to finish the book and take a rest for one month or two months, enjoy the college life and have more time with Liu Yifei.

A sweet date.

Since he was reborn into this world, Chen Tianhong has been a very dedicated writer. He has written more works in the past two years than some writers have written in more than ten years.

Although he has plug-ins and brains, he doesn't have to spend energy to conceive, but he typed so many words one by one, which is also very tiring.

Even a typing machine requires lubricating oil. Of course, Chen Tianhong's so-called rest does not mean that he will not write novels anymore. He will not open a new book for the time being, and the unfinished old books will continue to be updated.

Time passed by drop by drop, but in fact it was not until twelve o'clock. He had finished writing "The Legend of Mortals Cultivating Immortals".

He stretched his waist and moved his fingers. Chen Tianhong looked at the time. It was eleven forty and it was time to have lunch.

After lunch, come back and have a nice nap. After three classes in the afternoon, you can prepare for a date tomorrow weekend. Chen Tianhong is planning in his mind.

This is college life, there are a lot of free time. In fact, the sophomore year and junior year are free, and sometimes there are a few classes a day. In the freshman year, there are relatively more courses, but compared with high school, it is undoubtedly paradise.

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"Today I went to the second canteen to try the pot bun meat, and then a stir-fry heart, a combination of meat and vegetables."

Chen Tianhong muttered and closed the computer, took out his cell phone, planning to invite Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie to the cafeteria for dinner, but Ximen Xue stopped shouting, this guy must be not in school.

It should be a matter of one person to watch the breeze and bright moon. However, if you have more people, it is more interesting to eat. Chen Tianhong is not a person who likes to be alone.

However, before he could call the phone, a phone call came in. It was an unfamiliar number, but the place of belonging to Kyoto, Chen Tianhong hesitated for a while and chose to connect.

"Hey, Chen Tianhong, where are you now?"

"I'm in the dormitory. Who are you?"

Chen Tianhong didn't hear who it was, but his voice was a bit old. I thought the owner of the call should be an old man, so he used the title of honor.

His words made the person on the phone sounded obvious.

"I am your department director."

"Director Hong, Department Director! Hello!"

Hearing this sentence, the image of an old man suddenly appeared in Chen Tianhong's mind, and he remembered it.

Chen Tianhong had never met Hong Tao for a few times, that is, he was at the New Year's Conference. He had a few conversations about the competition works a few days ago, but he did not leave a number.

Chen Tianhong did not record the number, which does not mean that Hong Tao did not record it.

In fact, the head of the Department of Literature has a high title, which is equivalent to the dean of other departments. One dean still has a lot of daily work, but who made Chen Tianhong too special?

"Student Chen Tianhong, let me ask you something. "The Wandering Earth" is your competition work, right?"

Hong Tao did not worry about Chen Tianhong's failure to remember his number, and went directly to the topic.

"Well, I wrote it, Director Hong."

Chen Tianhong was not surprised. After calculating the time, they should have finished reviewing it!

"Have you had lunch?"

Suddenly, the words on the other side of the phone changed and asked this question directly.

Chen Tianhong was a little confused. What kind of operation shouldn’t you ask about the work related matters! Why did you suddenly care about whether you had lunch by yourself?

"Not yet, I'm planning to go to the cafeteria."

"Haha, then you come to the third floor of the canteen, box 301! Let's have a meal together, Deputy Director Ma and Professor Li are all there."

The third floor of the canteen is also called the staff restaurant. Students can usually go there for dinner, but in the private room, students are not welcome, only teachers can.

"Forget it, eating is not the same as anyone else! I heard that a canteen has a special chef to make a private room banquet, which is just right for you to try out the skills."

Since he came, he would be at peace. Chen Tianhong had a good mentality.

He knew that this meal was definitely not just a meal, and he must have something to ask himself. As for what happened, it was "The Wandering Earth".

Chen Tianhong was not afraid of Hong Tao and the others asking about the concept of the novel. The inspiration came from. He had already thought about how to answer it, and even prepared the award speech!

Chen Tianhong is not the time when he was in Zhenhua High School a year ago. He also has to consider whether his age is appropriate when he writes "Rural Teacher".

He is currently a lot of cheap masters, and with his own fame, as long as he is not too advanced in literary works, such as the four great classics, other novels can be "borrowed" at will.

After all, the master is not recognized for nothing, and the word genius is not a false name

So Chen Tianhong cleaned up and went out.

A canteen, in a private room of 301.

Hong Tao, Deputy Director Ma and Old Man Li are both here, and in addition to them, there are several senior professors.

The private room on the third floor is not big, and only about 8 people can sit, so Lu Kai and other review teachers eat in another private room. The school reimbursed this meal, which is a comfort to their hard work in the manuscripts reviewed.

The manuscripts from Kyoto University were sent to the Writers Association headquarters more than ten minutes ago and were reviewed together with the manuscripts from other universities.

The final ranking is unavailable today, and it will be next Monday as soon as possible. After all, the manuscripts from all universities across the country are also a considerable number.

Of course, like some colleges and universities that are far away, their manuscripts have to be scanned online for review, and only the manuscripts of colleges and universities around Kyoto will be sent to the Writers Association.

"Old Hong, when will that child arrive?"

Old Man Li immediately asked after Hong Tao hung up the phone.

"I said Old Man Li, why are you so anxious? Chen Tianhong is in the dormitory, and it's more than ten minutes from the dormitory to our place!"

Hong Tao gave Old Man Li a blank look and said in a hurry.

He can be said to be the person with the most stable typhoon in the private room. Since watching the end of "The Wandering Earth", Hong Tao has only one thought now, which is what to say in his speech a few days later.

If Chen Tianhong can win the first place this time, Kyoto University will also have to go to the representative to receive the award and also speak. It is obvious that Hong Tao believes that the representative will be himself at that time, and it has been like this in previous years, but the previous two Kyoto University was not the first.

Just one.

"Haha, of course he is anxious, Lao Li, what do you think you are arguing with me? The core of "The Wandering Earth" is scientific and rationality. Human nature is just a contrast. In the face of disaster, human beings can no longer survive, so what else can they talk about emotions?

! Only by living can we talk about human nature. How to survive? It depends on science!”

Deputy Director Ma raised the corner of his mouth and said a few words to Old Man Li.

"There is nonsense. Why do humans call humans? Because they are human, they call humans, not machines! Why do humans in the book take their mother planet to escape, because they can't give up their attachment to their hometown and homeland! If it's lost, it's a loss.

The emotional "robot" will not choose to plan to wander the earth!"

Old Man Li was so angry that his beard raised and his voice was roaring loudly.

After the two of them finished speaking, the others on the table also participated in the argument and soon divided them into two camps, half supporting Deputy Director Ma's concept, and the other half supporting Old Man Li.

Their argument exposed the reason for calling Chen Tianhong for dinner, and it was not a complete exchange of teacher-student relationships.

The real purpose is to ask whether the core of "The Wandering Earth" is scientific rationality or human emotions.

Because even if both are included in the text, there must be something that focuses on it, and it is impossible to achieve a complete balance.

Hong Tao did not participate in the argument. In fact, he tended to the idea of ​​Deputy Director Ma. His heart was no longer in the box. Besides, it was quite interesting to see Old Man Li and the others’ arguments, looking at the face of red and thick necks.

More than ten minutes later, the two groups of people temporarily stopped. It was not that they decided to win or lose, but that they were all tired.

"Lao Hong, what are you doing?"

At this time, Old Man Li saw Hong Tao muttering, but couldn't hear what he said.

"Oh! It's nothing. My speech when I was preparing to receive the award is just right for me to refer to it."

Everyone: "."

Isn't this a bit too frivolous? But, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it. If "The Wandering Earth" doesn't win first place, what kind of work can you win?

It is anyone who stipulates that you will be Hong Tao who will go to receive the award! We can also represent Kyoto University!

So the fight broke out again!

ps: Excessive!

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