Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 360 Creative crash, who wins and who loses? [Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a full booking! 】

Hoshi Shinichi is not a simple person. His works draw on the strengths of others, and he has made a lot of achievements in miniature novels. He is good at using line drawing to make relief depictions of characters, and he is called "the originator of Japanese miniature novels".

He also wrote a large number of mystery novels, humorous novels, essays and essays.

In his life, he once faced the experience of the company on the verge of bankruptcy, and Xing Xinyi's gloomy and melancholy mood is obvious.

Therefore, although Xing Xinyi is not a completely pessimistic and negative world-wearyist, his rough and difficult experience has given him a keen insight into the capitalist society where the weak prey on the strong and intrigues. Miniature novels that reflect social reality from various angles.

It can be seen from the fact that his short stories can be included in textbooks!
In the guest room, Li Xiang took advantage of the noon break to code words crazily.

[After a typhoon, the sky is clear.

In the suburbs not far from the city, a village was damaged by the typhoon.However, the loss was not too serious, only the small temple at the foot of the mountain outside the village was swept away by the typhoon, and no one was hurt;

The next morning, when the villagers learned about the incident, they started talking about it.

"Which dynasty did that temple come from?"

"Who knows, it's been a long time."

"A new temple must be built as soon as possible."]

"Hey, come out! "The number of words is not long, only a little over 3000 words in total, and Li Xiang spent more than 20 minutes writing it, and then reviewed it carefully, logged in to the background of the author of the short story activity, and clicked upload!

After one o'clock.

[Second track sci-fi micro-fiction - reflection] officially opened!
Everyone clicked to enter the event page one after another, and directly clicked on Li Xiang's avatar.

The public opinion turmoil in the morning caused more and more people to pay attention to the short story activities, and they also wanted to see what tricks Li Xiang could write in the field of short stories!

Zhao Baili took the lead, put on the reading glasses, sat on the chair, held the tablet computer, and browsed carefully.

["Hey, come out! "】

"This topic is a bit interesting. I don't know from which angle Li Xiang plans to cut into this angle of reflection?"

Zhao Baili inserted a piece of apple with a toothpick, put it in his mouth, and ate it with relish.

[Just as everyone was talking to each other, a few people ran over in a panic.

"It's terrible, it's a big disaster!"

"What is it? Is it nearby?"

"No, it's a little further, it's over there."

At this time, a person suddenly turned pale and exclaimed:

"Hey, come and see! What's the matter with this hole?"

Everyone ran over to see that there was indeed a hole in the ground with a diameter of about one meter.People poked their heads to look inside, but nothing could be seen in the dark cave.However, people have an unfathomable feeling that this hole seems to lead all the way to the center of the earth.

One person doubted him and said, "Isn't it a fox hole?"

A young man yelled loudly into the hole:
"Hey—come out!"]

"The bottomless pit?"

Zhao Baili sat up straight, continued to read, and finished reading the whole novel in a short while.

The whole novel is not long, but Li Xiang wrote a good story in just over 3000 words!

A bottomless hole was found in a certain place, and after investigation to no avail, it was regarded as a place to dispose of garbage. All kinds of garbage, dead bodies, nuclear waste, etc. were thrown into it, and the world seemed to be clean because of it...

But after a period of time, a stone suddenly fell from the sky, but no one cared about it, and people were lamenting the clean world...

And that stone indicates that all the garbage thrown into the hole by humans will eventually fall from the sky, and that hole is a wormhole connecting the future.

hello, come out.This sentence is the first to enter the hole, and then the stone.

The second time, hello, come out, it came out of the hole, that is, the child's cry was transmitted to the future, and then the stone fell, and then it indicated that all the garbage would fall out and return to the earth...

"Reflection, pollute the environment?"

"This theme is great!"

The world background of this novel may be in the middle and late 20th century. Due to the comprehensive development of large-scale industrial production on a global scale in the previous century, human beings endlessly demanded and unscrupulously exploited nature.

It has brought immeasurable losses to nature and human beings. At the same time, due to the rapid economic development and the great changes in various fields in the world, moral concepts are also undergoing earth-shaking changes.

In this regard, Li wanted to create this science fiction novel, using exaggerated techniques to express the exploration and thinking of human practices, thoughts, and morals.

Zhao Baili murmured: "Golden mountains and silver mountains are not as good as green mountains and green waters. Green development is the development concept advocated today. This novel is easy to understand, maybe..."

Thinking of this, Zhao Baili got up and called Wei Yuan.

"Hey?"

"Wei Yuan, it's me, Zhao Baili, where are you now?"

"It's in the entertainment office, what's the matter?"

"I'll arrive in the afternoon, let's talk in the afternoon!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Baili hung up the phone, asked someone to book a plane ticket, and hurried to the Cultural and Entertainment Office.

Now people outside are spreading rumors that he is Li Chui, so let him be a veritable Li Chui!

On the way, he just wanted to release a pair of "Hey, come out!" ", who knows that as soon as he posted on Weibo, he saw many people sending him private messages, saying that Li Xiang and Zhong Shurong's ideas seem to have crashed!

[Chairman Zhao Baili, Zhong Shurong and Li Xiang's novels are all good-looking, but the creativity seems to have crashed, right?What is written is environmentally friendly, which one is better? 】

[Da Zhao, please send us a Weibo to explain, we are confused! 】

"Huh?" Zhao Baili was taken aback, and looked out the car window. Zhong Shurong's sci-fi reflection angle is also environmental protection?
Then this matter has to be discussed in the long run!

"No, let's see it first!"

Zhao Baili directly clicked on Zhong Shurong's profile picture, entered his author zone, and browsed.

at the same time.

Inside the president's office.

Yao Chongguang asked Zhong Shurong to compete at the time, in fact, he had the idea of ​​letting him and Li Xiang face off. The current situation is what he likes to see. As for winning or losing, it doesn't really matter. It's better to win, and he won't lose if he loses!
Anyway, Zhong Shurong is not one of us inside and out!

He was also curious, with Zhong Shurong's strength, what kind of tricks he would play within the given topic and frame of the short story event, so he immediately logged into the event page and clicked on Zhong Shurong's profile picture to view it.

【"Skyfall"】

"The title?"

Yao Chongguang frowned slightly, and continued to look down.

[Not long after my mother fell ill, my father lost his job.He used to stay at home, get up early at first, get dressed and go out before my sister Miranda went to school.However, after less than a month, he became unkempt and loved to sleep late.

When we came home from school in the afternoon, we always saw him wearing only his underpants, lying on his back on the couch in the living room, his body covered in black and red stripes in a checkerboard pattern, set off by his pale skin, gorgeous and eye-catching.Dad is proud of his tattoos, but my sister doesn't like it.

Dad was amazing for our age, he said, and couldn't understand how we got so young and old.

"Hey, little guy," he greeted us, "look at this."

We took off our hats, wiped the ointment off our faces with towels, and went over to see what was going on.Dad is watching Channel [-], which is a live broadcast of Project Sunshade.

In the meantime, the camera focused on a small boat. Against the background of the vast black sky, the small boat was like a silver bright spot, and its tail was like a bee spider spinning its silk, spewing out a trace of bimolecular lines.Once in contact with the vacuum, the bimolecular line immediately expands a thousand times, forming a huge colorful film, and then forming a small part of the giant umbrella around the earth, shielding the world from the sun's ultraviolet radiation.

"Brilliant," exclaimed Dad, who had always been a tech fan, "look, boys, people are making history."]

"Ozone layer, ultraviolet rays, environmental protection..."

Seeing this, Yao Chongguang basically understood the gist of Zhong Shurong's "Skyfall".

Reflect on environmental protection with science fiction - this is very in line with the current environment and the main tone!
"This angle is fine!"

Yao Chongguang said with approval.

["It's the shade, son," he answered, "the shade is down."

This is the question everyone wants to know.A woman truck driver nearby, walked back into the cab, turned on the radio, and left the door open so we could all hear.Despite the interference, everyone soon understood the ins and outs of the incident.

It turns out that a solar storm suddenly releases after a century or even a thousand years of thermal energy accumulation, and its power exceeds human predictions, and far exceeds the protective device capabilities of the sunshade.The ferocious radiation of the sun's rays destroyed the control system of the sunshade, ripped it out of its orbit, drove it into the atmosphere, and, as we witnessed, shattered into impossibly large strips of colored paper.

Some fragments rubbed against each other and caught fire, and the flames flickered and extinguished.The fragments slowly fell towards us, engulfed in clouds, and grew larger and even covered the entire sky.

"It's over," Dad whispered.

"What? Dad?" I asked. "What did you say?"

"Remember what I said, son, that the sun screen is our last chance. Now, things are going badly. Soon, even the air will be polluted, and we will never dare to breathe outside again. Because the sun is so strong that everything cannot Growing, the air is not replenished, and I am not sure what our fate will be. Perhaps, your mother is lucky.”]

The mother died of illness, the plan failed... Is the tragedy over?

Right!

The happy ending is not very impressive, but what readers and audiences like most is-I can't love it!
Unfortunately, to some extent, he is beautiful!
[One day, I was swimming in the swimming pool.After swimming the habitual [-] laps, just after leaving the pool and going ashore, I suddenly saw a flash of light, black and red in color, in the shape of a grid, very familiar to the eye.

I dried myself off with a towel and walked over to the man I noticed.He is in his 50s and probably a businessman, but since he only wears swimming trunks, it is impossible to tell where he came from.I introduced myself and said, "I can't help but look at your tattoo, it's so weird."

"How do you like it?"

"of course."

"Anyone else likes it?! But I can't bear it myself."

"how could be……"

"I was forced to. They came to sell human body parts. You know, I needed skin urgently, and I didn't have any in stock. I've been trying to get this tattoo off for years, but there was no way."

I suddenly realized that there was no mysterious and wealthy aunt who died without a will, and that working under the sea far away in Antarctica was pure fiction.

Dad didn't raise enough money to save Mom's life, but the $[-] he made from selling his skin and organs was enough to buy us a small house in the Dungeon and provide us with living expenses until we were adults.

Mom was right, Dad really loved us. 】

Falling Sky, a work with strong oriental colors, describes the tragic consequences of environmental pollution: after the "sky" that protects against ultraviolet rays falls, human beings are forced to live underground, competing for the small living space.

In order for his son to have more supplies, the father was forced to sell his tattooed skin.

The depletion of the ozone layer is a major global environmental problem that threatens human existence.

In today's crisis-ridden world, if we don't pay attention to it and start to solve it, human beings will face the doom of reaping the consequences.

Zhong Shurong presents this terrible but not far away cruel fact to the readers.

The sacrifice of the parents, the boundless love, gave the chance of life to the children...

The key is that it perfectly fits the main theme of today's era - to protect the environment, we need not only mountains of gold and silver, but also green water and green mountains!
"It's so well written!"

After Yao Chongguang thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he directly dialed Wei Yuan's phone number.

"Hello? Sogo, you are so busy, what can you do to me?"

"I want to ask you, are you still in the Cultural and Entertainment Office?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I have something to do, I want to find you!"

"Hehe, it's okay, come on then!"

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yuan was still wondering what happened to Zhao Baili and Yao Chongguang today?

Why are you all looking for me?
Yao Chongguang got up and hurriedly told You Zangfeng to hurry up and book the ticket. He wanted to seize this opportunity and tie Zhong Shurong firmly to his boat!

Not only make friends with Zhen Buping, but also make friends with Zhong Shurong!
Even if Zhong Shurong loses this time, it is possible that the east will not shine and the west will shine!

What's more, even if he loses to Li Xiang, he is a representative of the younger generation of Chinese science fiction!

This kind of person is worth making friends with!

"Master, the ticket is booked, shall I drive you there now?"

"Good!" Yao Chongguang nodded.

In the car, You Zangfeng randomly picked up a topic.

"By the way, master, have you read the novels by Zhong Shurong and Li Xiang?" You Zangfeng stepped on the gas pedal and said with a smile:
"The two of them unexpectedly collided with each other, both of them wrote about the theme of environmental protection!"

"what?"

Yao Chongguang was thinking about what to say when he went to the Entertainment Office, but a word from his apprentice brought him back to reality.

He asked, "What did you just say?"

(End of this chapter)