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 talk too much!

Because many times, you will be slapped in the face in the next second, not only will it hurt, but it will also be swollen!The most important thing is to lose face!
After watching the final epilogue of "The Wandering Planet", Hong Tao looked at Old Man Li with amusement.

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

Old Li was silent again, he didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that his old face was already red.

So embarrassing!
Just finished talking about something missing in the final ending, but in the end, someone backhanded you and gave you an ending, which almost made up for all the regrets you thought.

Embarrassment is not embarrassment, surprise or not!
Sometimes life is so fucked up, you never wait for tomorrow for a slap in the face!

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 of things, for example, from the relationship between the protagonist and his son and daughter-in-law, we can know that they have regained their family relationship.

At least the protagonist's son won't say, "I know who my father is cheating on" anymore.

When the protagonist was dying, he saw his wife Kayoko, and remembered how they looked when they first met, which proves that human beings have begun to care about love.
From that song, we can know that those who survived remember the lessons of that rebellion.

They are using songs to commemorate the scientists who formulated the "Wandering Earth" plan, or all the people who gave their lives and blood for this plan.

There are also nostalgia for the sun and their home solar system in the song. The protagonists cannot see the day when the earth successfully reaches the star of hope, but their descendants can.

As long as future generations persist in implementing the "Wandering Earth" plan, remembering the lessons of history, and respecting science, they will surely be able to pass on human civilization in the universe!
Wait until the day of success, and then tell them the news of victory. These seniors also have the meaning of sighing that the king set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice will never forget to tell Nai Weng.

There is nostalgia, emotion, rationality and hope in the singing
They are no different from humans in the pre-sun era, and finally became flesh and blood people again!

There is also the last sentence [Ah, Earth, my wandering Earth] that runs through the whole text, which is a god-level ending.

It can be said that it once again shocked the readers. The earth we depend on for survival has become a child wandering alone in space. This kind of breaking of our inner home makes us realize that we humans So small in the universe.

This is similar to the shocking feeling produced by the comparison of the two worlds in "Country Teacher", where there is a simple Chinese village on one side and a vast and tragic interstellar war on the other.

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 one thing is undeniable, "The Wandering Earth" is an excellent science fiction novel, and it is a masterpiece of science fiction.

"Ahem, I admit that the final ending is very good, and the last sentence is also very thought-provoking, but I still prefer "Country Teacher"."

Old man Li coughed twice, and after a simple sentence, he changed the topic. He didn't mention embarrassing things, but he would not change things that involved principles.

Although "The Wandering Earth" is good, I just have a soft spot for "Rural Teacher". Who made this book not to promote our teachers!
"It's up to you. Anyway, in this competition, we at Kyoto University should secure first place. I don't believe that students from other schools can write science fiction novels that are as good as "The Wandering Earth"."

Hong Tao had no intention of arguing with old man Li either. Carrots and vegetables have their own preferences. No matter how well written a novel is, there will always be people who don't like it.

And he dared to say so confidently that he would be the number one, firstly because of his confidence in "The Wandering Earth", and secondly, it would be great to have Chen Tianhong as a genius, how could there be so many geniuses in the world.

"That's not right! Old Ghost Hong, I didn't finish reading the ending at all, and you snatched the manuscript. I just heard you say it's over, so I thought so. You old bastard."

Originally, old man Li was relieved to hear that Hong Tao didn't continue to argue with him.

But after thinking about it, I didn't finish the next chapter at all. He Hong Tao was sloppy and didn't read the ending chapter, but it doesn't mean he won't be able to see it!
Thinking of this, old man Li felt angry.

"Well, let's hurry up and review the manuscript, we have to hurry up and finalize the final draft."

Naturally, Hong Tao would not answer the topic stupidly.

However, old man Li didn't intend to let Hong Tao go easily, but he didn't 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 to be submitted to the Writers Association before 12 o'clock."

"Principal Xu, don't worry, we have found a good article, it should be written by Chen Tianhong, we have read it all, and we are fully confident to get No.1!"

Hearing Hong Tao's accent, old man Li knew who was calling, Xu Changfeng, the president of Kyoto University.

After a few minutes, the phone hung up.

Hong Tao's face became serious, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Everyone, don't crowd around, hurry up and review the manuscripts in your hands and give them to Lao Li and me, Deputy Director Ma, hurry up and help! Principal Xu just called Called, the Writers Association has already urged us."

Hearing this, the teachers immediately walked back to their positions, and finished their business first.

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

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

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

The dean of their literature department is also holding a manuscript to read again. From the smug smile on his face, it can be known that he is very satisfied with the manuscript in his hand, no, quite satisfied.

And the manuscript in his hand is also a science fiction novel, it is the entry of Yuan Haotian, the seed contestant of their Guanghua University, who came in second last time.

After reading Yuan Haotian's manuscript, the dean 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 will be the first like Hong Tao, but it is still possible to fight for it. .

As long as Chen Tianhong doesn't write the second "Country Teacher" this time, their Guanghua University has a great chance of winning the first place.

In his opinion, even though Chen Tianhong is good at writing online articles and is currently well-known for writing physical martial arts novels, it is impossible to mass produce such high-quality science fiction as "Country Teacher"!

Moreover, he is also very confident in the manuscript in his hand, and he also has confidence in Yuan Haotian, after all, Yuan Haotian is also a young genius.

However, what the head of the department doesn't know is that there is also a gap between geniuses and geniuses!

Male dormitory building, in dormitory 404.

Chen Tianhong was typing on the computer. His two fingers were flying on the keyboard, giving him a sense of mechanical beauty, and the speed with which he tapped the keyboard was enough to amaze many professional writers. Unfortunately, such a scene, but No one saw it.

Apart from Chen Tianhong himself, there was no one else in the 404 dormitory.

Ximenxue would not waste a moment of time, he went on a date, one of Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie went to the gym, and the other went to the library.

Chen Tianhong originally thought that he would have a meeting with Yifei at noon, but after the call was made, Liu Yifei had a class at noon, so he had no choice but to go back to the dormitory to code words.

But it doesn't matter, I took advantage of this morning to finish writing "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals". This completion does not mean finishing the book on the website today, but saving the manuscript.

Up to now, "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation" has been updated for nearly 9 months. The total number of words in the book of Mortal is about 700 million. Chen Tianhong maintains an update speed of 2+ every day. Coupled with irregular additions, the plot on the Internet has already been updated. Entering the late stage, there are about 30 words left to finish.

At present, Chen Tianhong is still short of 2 words. With his hand speed, he can complete this task at noon without any pressure.

It's just that after finishing "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", Chen Tianhong has not yet decided whether to start a new book immediately.

In fact, with his ability, he can open another book, or even two books.

Because there is only words left in the other novel "Dragon and Babu" that can be finished.

But what new book to open, what type of new book to choose, it will be hard to think about it for a while. In fact, Chen Tianhong plans to wait for ordinary people to finish the book, take a rest for a month, two months, enjoy college life, and spend more time with Liu Yifei. A sweet date.

Since he was reborn into this world, Chen Tianhong has become 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 a plug-in brain and doesn't need to waste energy to conceive, but he typed out so many words one by one, which is also very tiring.

Even if it is a coding machine, it needs lubricating oil. Of course, Chen Tianhong's so-called rest does not mean that he will stop writing novels, but that he will not publish new books temporarily, and continue to update unfinished old books.

Time passed by drop by drop, in fact, it was not even twelve o'clock, and he had already finished writing "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals".

Stretching his waist and moving his fingers, Chen Tianhong looked at the time, it was :, it was time for lunch.

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

This is college life, with a lot of free time. In fact, sophomores and juniors are more free. Sometimes there are a few classes a day. Relatively speaking, there are more courses in freshman, but compared with high school, it is undoubtedly heaven. .

"Today, go to the second canteen and try the pot-wrapped meat, and then have stir-fried cabbage sum, with meat and vegetables."

Chen Tianhong closed the computer with a mutter, took out his mobile phone, and planned to invite Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie to the cafeteria for dinner, but Ximenxue stopped shouting, this guy must not be at school.

Watching the breeze and the bright moon should be done by one person, but it is better to eat with more people. Chen Tianhong is not a person who likes to be alone.

However, before he could make this call, a call came in from an unfamiliar number, but it belonged to Kyoto. Chen Tianhong hesitated for a moment, but chose to connect.

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

"I'm in the dormitory. Are you?"

Chen Tianhong didn't recognize who it was, but his voice was a bit old. The person who wanted to call should be an old man, so he used his honorific title.

His words made the voice of the person on the other side of the phone visibly pause.

"I am the head of your department."

"Dean of the department, Dean Hong! Hello!"

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

In fact, Chen Tianhong and Hong Tao have not met a few times, that is, at the welcome meeting, and a few days ago because of the competition works, he did not leave a number
Just because Chen Tianhong didn't remember the number doesn't mean Hong Tao didn't remember it.

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

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

Hong Tao didn't 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 at all, after the calculation, the time is almost up, they should have finished the review!
"Have you had your lunch yet?"

Suddenly, the conversation on the other side of the phone changed and he asked directly.

Chen Tianhong was a little confused, what kind of operation, shouldn't he be asking about the work?Why are you suddenly concerned about whether you have eaten lunch?

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

"Hehe, then why don't you come to the third floor of the cafeteria, box 301! Let's have a meal together. Deputy Director Ma and Professor Li are here."

The third floor of the first cafeteria is also called the faculty dining room, and students can usually go there to eat, but the private rooms do not accept students, only teachers can.

"Forget it, eating is the same as everyone else's! I heard that there is a canteen with a special chef for box banquets. It's a good time to try the craftsmanship."

If it comes, it will be safe, Chen Tianhong is in a good mood.

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

Chen Tianhong was not afraid that Hong Tao and the others would ask about the idea of ​​the novel, where the inspiration came from. He had already figured out how to answer it, and even prepared his acceptance speech!
The current Chen Tianhong is not the same as when he was in Zhenhua High School a year ago. When writing "Rural Teacher", he still has to consider whether his age is appropriate.

He currently has a lot of cheap masters, plus his own reputation, as long as it is not too advanced literary works, like 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 packed up and went out.

A canteen, in box 301.

Hong Tao, Deputy Director Ma, and Old Man Li were all there, and besides them, there were several senior professors.

The box on the third floor is not big enough to seat about 8 people, so Lu Kai and other reviewers ate in another box, and the school reimbursed them for their hard work reviewing manuscripts.

The manuscript of Kyoto University has been sent to the headquarters of the Writers Association more than ten minutes ago, and it will be reviewed together with the manuscripts of other universities.

The final ranking will not come out today, and it will not be until next Monday at the earliest. After all, the manuscripts from all universities in the country are added up to a very impressive number.

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

"Old Hong, when will the child arrive?"

After Hong Tao hung up the phone, old man Li asked immediately.

"I said old man Li, why are you in such a hurry! Chen Tianhong is in the dormitory, it takes ten minutes to walk from the dormitory to our place!"

Hong Tao gave old man Li a white look, and said calmly.

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

If Chen Tianhong can win the first place this time, Kyoto University will also be going to accept the award on behalf of him, and he will also give a speech. Obviously Hong Tao thinks that the representative at that time will be himself, which is the case in previous years, but the last two years of Kyoto University are not the first. Just one.

"Hehe, of course he is in a hurry, Lao Li, what do you think you are arguing with me? The core of "The Wandering Earth" is scientific rationality, and human nature is just a contrast. Humans can't survive in the face of disasters, so why are you talking about emotions? Only by living can we talk about human nature, how to survive? It depends on science!"

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

"It's nonsense, why are human beings called human beings? Because they have human nature, they are called human beings, not machines! Why do the human beings in the book take their home planet to flee, because they can't let go of their homeland and their nostalgia for their homeland! If they lose Emotional "robots" would not choose the Wandering Earth Project!"

Old man Li raised his beard in anger and roared loudly.

After the two of them finished speaking, other people at the table also participated in the debate, and soon divided into two camps, one half supported Deputy Director Ma's ideas, and the other half supported Old Man Li.

Their argument exposed the reason for calling Chen Tianhong to eat, and it was not a complete exchange of feelings between teachers and students.

The real purpose is to ask whether the core of "The Wandering Earth" is scientific rationality or human emotion.
Because even if there are both in the text, there must always be a focus, and it is impossible to achieve a complete balance.

Hong Tao didn't participate in the debate. In fact, he was inclined to Deputy Director Ma's point of view. His heart was no longer in the box. Besides, it was quite interesting to see old man Li and the others blushing and thick necks arguing.

After more than ten minutes, the two groups of people temporarily died down. It wasn't that the winner was decided, but that they were all tired.

"Old 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, I just made a speech when I was preparing to accept the award, just for your reference."

Everyone: "."

Isn't this a bit too floating, but there is nothing wrong with thinking about it. If "The Wandering Earth" doesn't take the first place, what works can take it?
Who stipulated that you, Hong Tao, would have to go to receive the award at that time!We can also represent Kyoto University!

So the fight resumes!

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