After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 377 Do you believe there are aliens?

At noon, the sky on the other side of the ocean was blue and the white clouds were white. A convoy of about 30 vehicles was driving on the road. From the two of them, which were exactly the same, we can tell that this was the Presidential Convoy of the United States.

Because according to custom, as long as you travel in China, even when you go to a city with a distance, the advance troops will use large transport planes to transport two presidential vehicles to the destination in advance, so that the president can ride a very safe private vehicle when traveling.

As for why there are two cars, it is just in case. The two presidential cars are exactly the same from the inside to the outside, both in appearance and configuration. The difference is that one car is really the president of the United States, and the other is a shadow car.

At this time, American President Besley was sitting in the back seat of a special car, listening to the beautiful secretary Delis and reporting.

"Mr. President, the proposal for the planned economy this year has reached the Supreme Parliament, and the President said that a meeting will be held next Monday to discuss it."

"Mr. President, General Miche will see you at the White House at 5:00 this afternoon."

"Mr. President"

Besley listened one by one, nodded or shook his head, and said a few words when it came to important matters, while Delis wrote down the president's opinions one by one and then implemented them later.

After more than twenty minutes, Besley, who had been listening to the report, was a little tired. While the secretary was speaking, he asked the driver.

“How long will it take to arrive?”

"Mr. President, it is expected to take another fifteen minutes to arrive at the Poetry Festival venue."

The burly man, the driver and bodyguard, replied without looking sideways.

"Fifteen minutes left! That's almost there! Haha, Miss Delis, let's get here first."

"Mr. President, I'll talk about the last one."

"OK."

Besley smiled helplessly, the president's time will never belong to someone.

"It's about the release of archives in District 81. In recent days, citizens have protested in many states. Tell me that you are a liar. Do you think you will continue to release some non-top secret files, or ask Marina (White House spokesperson) to hold a press conference to explain."

Delis carefully said something that had made them anxious recently.

After the presidential election, they played the following text game and released some ordinary files, but the American people are not all fools. If you, Besley, dare to lie to us, then we will march and cause trouble for your ruling government.

"No, Marina should not make any notice on this matter. Unless we really publish all the files, it will only add fuel to the fire and have no credibility."

Besley shook his head and rejected Delis's proposal, and used a Chinese idiom to describe it.

Recently, because of reading Hongwen’s original science fiction novels, his Chinese level is much higher than before. After resigning from office, he can go to university to be a Chinese teacher.

"That?"

Delis frowned, things were a little tricky.

"Haha, it's okay, just divert the public's attention. I've thought of it for a long time, otherwise you really thought I would change my itinerary to come to the poetry festival today just to see Hongwen!"

Delis was a little confused when she heard it. She understood that this was what they had been doing, but how much could it be to save poetry?

Isn’t it to meet Hongwen?

"Delise, who did you think has the most popularity in recent times?"

Instead of explaining directly, Besley asked a question.

"Who is the most popular person? Fei Berry? He has just won three consecutive basketball titles recently. No, it's Roddy Bemba, he's divorced again. Well, it's not right. Is it Ruchi Birkin?"

Delis said several people's names in a row, but she rejected them herself.

"It's Hongwen."

Besley couldn't listen anymore and gave the answer directly.

"Hongwen. Well, he has been very popular recently. The sales of "Glob Lightning" and the popularity of the movie "Ninth District" are still there, as well as the latest releases "The Secret of the Valley of Boscombe" and "Five Orange Cores" (Shelmes)."

Desli carefully counted the things related to Hongwen and suddenly found that this young man from China was really well-known in the United States.

But it is not the case that the popularity is the most popular.

"Mr. President"

"I know what you want to say, have you ever thought that the people marched because we did not publish the top secret files of District 81, but their focus is on aliens. Why pay attention to this? In addition to their own interests, Hongwen's science fiction novels and film works have played a great role."

"So it's most appropriate to bring the topic to him. As for the lack of popularity, haha, if I add it, it's enough. I plan to hold a small press conference at a poetry festival for a while and take Hongwen to talk about the topic of "alien"."

Besley spoke out his plan.

Delis finally understood it now. No wonder before leaving, the president asked him to arrange two more cars for the reporter. It turned out that he had planned it long ago!

At the same time, she was very worried that the topic of aliens is not easy to talk about at present. It seems that she would communicate with Hongwen in advance later. I think that with the relationship between Mr. President, that young man should be able to cooperate.

Besley saw Delis’s idea. In addition to press conferences, press conferences like those that invite "guests" were communicated privately.

"Delise, don't look for Hongwen later. If you look for it, it may backfire. You don't have to worry. I will only ask him one question at that time. No matter how he answers, I can explain it."

"I know, Mr. President."

Delis chose to believe Besley.

At this time, the Poetry Festival has completely returned to the lively situation. Except for a few people who are still talking about "The Farest Distance in the World", most people's topics have long changed.

Chen Tianhong, Ren Changsong, Frazi, Derrick and others have been talking about Dashan for two hours. They are a little tired, but it is quite interesting.

I learned a lot of gossip in the circle, met many people, and my experience in writing poetry has increased a lot, which is the kind that completely abandons "borrowing".

At this time, Xiao Liu, who had just gone out to find the bathroom, ran over as if he had found some big news.

"President, President, Tianhong, Lin Xiang, guess what did I see?"

"What did you see?"

Several people asked curiously.

"Guess."

"Liu Dayao!".

Ren Changsong raised his face and shouted out the full version of the name.

Liu Dayao immediately said honestly: "I just saw Mr. Hu and Ms. Serena. They were holding hands to appreciate the flowers. The expression was old and happy."

“oh my god!”

Lumei exclaimed, without even saying hello, and ran to find her mother.

"President, she won't." Chen Tianhong was a little worried.

"Haha, Mr. Hongwen, don't worry, Lumei will not stop Ms. Serena from pursuing happiness."

Frazi said with a smile.

"That's good, dear Mr. Flazzi, it's already twelve-thirty. When will we start dinner? Didn't we say there is a buffet?"

Chen Tianhong, who was relieved, touched his stomach, and he was hungry.

Now he has a very familiar relationship with Flazi, and it would not be rude to ask such words.

"Well, I may have to wait until the President comes. This time it was made by the chef and pastry chef who came from the president."

Flazi explained.

Chen Tianhong's eyes lit up when he heard it first. The chef and pastry chef who served the president must have made good food.

Then he said half-reported.

"That's it! Then I'm waiting for ten minutes, but I won't come yet. I'm going to call Mr. Besley and let so many people wait for him. It's rude!"

No one answered this.

What a guy, you guys are such a big tone. He is the president of a country! He also called to urge him.

Wait, he actually had the president's private phone call, and everyone was so sad.

Fortunately, Besley did not have the chance to call Chen Tianhong, and he arrived at the scene seven minutes later.

His arrival caused a small sensation, and its popularity was much higher than that of Chen Tianhong on stage to recite poems. Although poets are as arrogant as cultural people, they are divided into people.

After getting off the car, Besley also fully utilized his abilities as a first-class politician. He could not speak to everyone, but he could make everyone feel his enthusiasm.

I also took the stage to improvise a poem. I don’t know if it was prepared or written on the spot, but the quality was not too bad, and it was too high.

Chen Tianhong was also very happy that he could finally have a meal.

As for self-service, it is actually divided into tables. There is no suspense. Chen Tianhong and Besley were sitting at the same table. Those who could sit with them were Flazzy, Derrick, Ren Changsong and several more famous poets.

Originally, Selina could have come here, but she and Hu Yuekun had no idea about dining and were still watching the flowers together.

Besley and Chen Tianhong were next to each other. He wanted to chat for a few words, but he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't say a word.

I really don’t know what to say, since the dishes and pastries were brought up by the chef, Chen Tianhong’s mouth has not stopped and kept eating them again.

Fortunately, while eating, my eyes were still scanning and seeing Besley's look of being reluctant to speak.

"Mr. President, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll talk about it when you finish eating."

"Okay."

Besley: "." (I'll be polite to myself!)

Chen Tianhong's inner monologue: I can't blame me, my ancestors have no words to eat.

More than ten minutes later, Chen Tianhong burped and was full. Now he felt comfortable. Seeing Besley and Frazi and the others talking and laughing, he turned his head to see if he could hear any interesting gossip.

Unexpectedly, when Besley saw him approaching and asked in an uncertain tone.

"You're not eating?"

"I can't eat anymore, my stomach is full. By the way, Mr. President, what did you want to ask me just now?"

Chen Tianhong touched his belly, and while replying, he was also looking around for the toothpicks.

"It's nothing, I just have an idea after watching "Sphere Lightning". If, I mean, if Lin Yun did not quantize, but lived in "The Three-Body Problem" like Ding Yi, and was in the same era as Cheng Xin, what would it be like?"

Besley asked the question he had been thinking about in his mind for nearly two months. In addition to his love for Lin Yun very much, he was also out of dissatisfaction with Virgin Cheng and his unwillingness to her destroying human civilization.

"Uh", Chen Tianhong was stunned for a moment when asked. He had never thought about this question before, so he started to use his brain.

Besley was not in a hurry, waiting quietly, waiting for the official answer from the "original author".

"One thing is certain, if Lin Yun lived in the world of "Three-Body", she would definitely be Cheng Xin's biggest enemy. She would be more suitable to be a sword-holder than Luo Ji. With her obsession with spherical lightning weapons, she would definitely use all her relationships to study weapons and curvature engine spacecraft, and humans might have a better ending."

"Yes, I think so too. Lin Yun is not afraid of power, knows the righteousness, and hates the Virgin even more. She will clear away all obstacles that block human survival!"

Besley was very satisfied with Chen Tianhong's answer. This was what he guessed. Even if this guess would not be written, it would be enough to be recognized by the author himself to make him happy.

Chen Tianhong looked at Besley's excited look and rolled his eyes.

"Mr. President, I haven't finished that. It's true that Lin Yun's personality is very suitable for being a sword-holding man. She can also clear obstacles for human survival. But have you ever thought that Vader and Luo Ji in the book are actually OK, but why didn't they change the ending of the solar system into painting?"

Now it was Besley who was stunned, right! There are also smart people in the Three Body, Vader and Luo Ji are not bad!

"The reason is actually very simple. The obstacle they encountered was the human beings they wanted to protect. It was not Cheng Xin who chose human beings, but human beings who chose Cheng Xin. Even if Lin Yun is alive, human beings will not choose to make her a sword-holder. They will also stop her like they would stop Vader."

"So! Lin Yun's transformation into a quantum is the best ending, like that blue rose. Whether Dr. Chen can see it or not, it is there. Lin Yun's love for mankind is always there, and she is eternal."

Besley fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Tianhong finally found a toothpick on a fruit platter and picked it up immediately

After watching his movements, Ren Changsong felt a toothache.

But Frazi and the others sincerely admired him. When the president was chatting with them just now, he could chat and laugh no matter what he talked about. After a few words with Chen Tianhong, he stopped asking the president.

What is itself? This is called ability.

In this way, it was not until the meal was over that Besley digested Chen Tianhong's words. He no longer had to worry about this topic, and there were more important things to do.

Soon the reporters who followed received news that the president was going to hold a press conference at the Poetry Festival, which was on the stage.

After the reporters prepared the camera, Besley walked onto the stage and held the microphone to respond to several recent hot topics, and naturally mentioned District 81.

"Now many citizens are very dissatisfied with the relevant information of District 81 disclosed by the government, saying that I am a big liar. Yes, I admit that I have not published all the information, but I also know that even if the information is disclosed, everyone will still not be satisfied because there is nothing in the information that everyone wants."

"Mr. President, you mean that there is no alien information in District 81 at all?"

"Have the government found archives about aliens?"

A quick-mouthed reporter asked.

"About the aliens, everything is based on official government announcements, but I can talk to you in the name of a private person first."

After saying this, Besley smiled and looked at Chen Tianhong, who was standing in the audience with a harmless face.

"Mr. Hongwen, do you believe there are aliens?"

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(End of this chapter)