Tsim Sha Tsui, Wang Fei's apartment.

Wang Xu put the heavy big box away, turned around and sent the driver who helped carry the luggage out, turned around and closed the door, and a figure fell into his arms, hugging him tightly and kissing him deeply.

(Hey, I’m in a dark room and I’m not allowed to write anymore)

The tidy room now looks a bit messy. The small room is really not big enough for these two people to deal with. Fortunately, the sofa is made of genuine leather and is easy to clean, and the dining table is also very sturdy.

The floor is just a bit hard, maybe I should buy some carpet. Wang Xu was leaning on the sofa, holding the trembling Wang Fei tightly in his arms.

"Time flies so fast, we haven't seen each other for more than a week." Wang Xu kept talking to Wang Fei.

"Don't talk, let me feel comfortable for a while." Wang Fei was enjoying her lover's touch with squinted eyes, like a lazy cat, her body still flushed.

The two of them ate something hastily, but still didn't go out. They just stayed in the house and treated each other honestly.

Wang Xu brought the guitar. He wanted to hear Wang Fei sing, and Wang Fei agreed with a smile.

Then the guitar sounded and Wang Fei sang the song "Itch". Wang Fei had already gotten the music score when she came back last time, but she never sang until this meeting.

Maybe it's because the happiness just now hasn't dissipated, maybe it's because Wang Fei is in the right state.

Her singing is lazily intoxicated and trance-like with charm.

What Wang Xu listened to was like a dream, like drunkenness, like a wolf like a tiger, like a tiger with wings, like an arm commanding, like glue like paint, and so on, well, I can't make it up anymore.

Anyway, Wang Fei fell asleep and was tired. Wang Xu put the girl on the bed and helped her get into a comfortable position. Then one person quietly assembles the speakers. The CD player was bought in Xiangjiang. Wang Xu had already asked Wang Fei to prepare it on the phone. This time it can be used after unpacking.

Only the power amplifier and speakers were brought by Wang Xu. The speakers were very large. Although smaller than those in the listening room, they were still one meter high and weighed more than a hundred pounds. Assembling it is very simple. Just connect it to the line and power supply and it's all ready to go. The key is that it's heavy. If you don't have the strength in your arms, you can't even lift it up.

Wang Fei fell asleep and it was quite quiet. Wang Xu didn't turn on the computer to test.

Put away the garbage, bundle it up and put it in the kitchen. Garbage disposal here in Xiangjiang is quite troublesome. It started in the 1990s. It is said that it is still a territory that can only be fought over by gangs.

Alas, who said that the underworld only engages in black industries? They can also collect garbage and sell scrap products. Well, it doesn't seem to be a high-end job.

In later generations, a bill seemed to have been passed. It cost more than one Hong Kong dollar to throw out a bag of garbage. Many lower-class citizens complained endlessly. There are fights even without charging, and I don’t know if the fights will be more severe after charging. Anyway, gunfights over garbage collection are quite common in Chou Country.

Life is like living like a developed country.

When he came to Xiangjiang this time, Wang Xu also brought a gift to Wang Fei. His "The Legend of Wukong" was finally completed and he brought a photocopy of it to Wang Fei.

It took so long. On the one hand, the time was taken up by other things, and on the other hand, Wang Xu really exhausted his brain power for this.

Not to mention modifications, reconstructing the entire story of "Westward Journey" and integrating it perfectly into "The Legend of Wukong" is really not a simple project. "The Legend of Wukong" is a dialogue novel, and all its plots are advanced by dialogue.

Without a description from God’s perspective, the conversation can easily become difficult. The explanation of the causes and consequences was even more problematic. The story had to be told clearly in a short space of time. Wang Xu felt that he was simply looking for trouble.

This is a typical example of copying books without success. If he hadn't adhered to the concept of filling the cup he filled with tears, Wang Xu would have really wanted to give up.

Wang Xu felt that it would be better to rewrite the book by himself. Rewriting is not so strenuous. After all, the ideas and the way of speaking are also his own, and this kind of rewriting is simply nerve-wracking.

Fortunately, Wang Xu still has the good qualities of an engineering student. He always does things from beginning to end, but it's not really impossible to finish. Difficulty is never a problem, just work hard to solve it, and you will always gain something along the way.

The scariest thing about engineering problems is never the ones that are difficult to solve. The scariest thing is the ones where you don’t know whether this path will work.

At that time, a huge amount of money, manpower, and material resources were invested, but I didn't know whether the direction was right. The fear during exploration was the most terrifying thing.

It's like the U.S. country exploded the atomic bomb and kept it strictly secret. It spent a lot of money and manpower on its own for more than ten years, but after the end of World War II, other countries soon followed suit.

Is it really the role of spies? pull. The core is that the most important information has been conveyed with the explosion of the atomic bomb, that is, "the atomic bomb is achievable". This information is the most valuable.

So Wang Xu did not despair. Although it took a long time, he finally finished the novel. From now on, Wang Xu will not copy literary works unless he writes them himself. But Wang Xu is really not sure what he can write by himself. He will let him know when he has an idea.

Although code words can make people scratch their heads, they can also make people feel happy. Watching a strange and bizarre world slowly take shape under your own pen is quite a sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, text itself has the ability to make people associate and expand. Readers will make up a lot of things based on their own ideas, which makes literary works more imaginative and can also display more information.

In engineering terms, literary works carry a greater amount of information.

Wang Xu has taken care of children in his previous life. Children who grew up in the short video era seem to be well-informed and seem to know everything, but they obviously lack the desire to explore and are used to directly obtaining conclusions.

This is not the kind of knowledge in compulsory education. That knowledge is the crystallization of countless high-end talents. It tells you that the conclusion is at least correct, and it does not affect your exploration of how the knowledge comes from.

But short videos are not. Many conclusions are actually unscientific, unreasonable or even fundamentally wrong, but they still spread the conclusions directly and make many people believe them. The key is that you can't find out where this thing came from.

According to Wang Xu’s point of view, watching short videos is not as good as watching videos, watching videos is not as good as watching TV, and watching TV is not as good as reading books. In later generations, cultural communication has embarked on a path of decreasing information content. The more popular it is, the lower the information content, and the more obvious the effect of the information cocoon.

Wang Xu didn't like this path, but he was completely powerless. This is not the choice of one person, but the choice made by the masses at the bottom and the capital at the top. What will happen in the end, Ugly Country has set a particularly clear example. The only ones who were worried were the group in the middle.

Wang Xu shook his head and put aside his strong desire to complain. If he had the time, he might as well hug his girl. Didn't you see that she was already tired and fell asleep?

When Wang Xu opened the curtains, it was not dark yet, but so what, he smiled and went to sleep with the girl in his arms.

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(besides)

They were censored and a lot of them were deleted, so you can make up your own mind.

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