Him and their stars

The Ambassador of the Blue Star Community to the Empire, Mr. Qi Bingwen, just celebrated his sixtieth birthday this year. Of course, before becoming an ambassador, he was first a great writer born in the Blue Star Community, a galactic cultural leader who has dominated the galaxy for half a century.

He became famous very early. The War of Independence of the Community was his debut period, and the glorious founding years of the Community were also the peak period of his creation. However, at this age, most writers have actually entered a period of creative decline, and their energy, attention, and even their desire to create and express are far less than before.

Mr. Qi is probably no exception. His most recent work was a collection of essays five years ago.

Of course, he occasionally wrote scripts for short plays and stage plays during this period, but normal people know that no matter how creative the bottom is, the amount of information covered in the stage play market in just a few dozen minutes can be overwhelming. Can't get up. For a literary giant like Mr. Qi, who has so many thoughts and thoughts that he wants to express to everyone, the best he can do is serve as an occasional appetizer.

Probably because of this, Mr. Qi agreed to serve as Lao Shizi's ambassador to the empire. He knew that his creative period was over, and he also knew that he had a good reputation abroad, even in the empire, so he just wanted to shine for the last time for his beloved motherland.

However, after all, this ambassador was not born as a serious diplomat, and he never knew the necessary diplomatic etiquette. It would be good if it does not add any obstacles to the country's diplomatic front in a normal way.

But, how do you say something? Oh, by the way, fat nerds occasionally let out their incompetent and furious barking. But a great writer like Mr. Qi, who is so successful that even the top imperial aristocrats are fans of him, is still a celebrity no matter how he doesn't pay attention to decorum.

In other words, it was precisely because of his various actions that did not pay attention to propriety and diplomatic etiquette that the imperial nobles clapped their hands and said with emotion, "Mr. Qi is such a good man, this is the real literary courage!" "There is something hidden in his weak body. The heart of a dragon is more worthy of admiration than the brave astral knight!" "Ah, I have fallen in love with the old man from the embassy."

Well, Mr. Qi is really not a hunk like Marshal Paris, who is almost ninety years old and can knock down a dozen half-dead geeks with one hand. He is just a gentleman with a normal build, even on the thin side, but he is energetic and has an elegant temperament. It can be seen that he was also a handsome man as delicate as jade when he was young. Although the overall aesthetics of the empire tend to be masculine, what they hate and reject is the gloomy and unhealthy aesthetics of molesters. They also respect knowledge and art, and naturally appreciate this kind of elegant gentleman who is full of poetry and calligraphy.

In short, although Mr. Qi often did not save face for the empire in formal diplomatic occasions, the empire's ruling and opposition parties admired him closely, so he continued to be such a "celebrity."

This is really not a rumor. Just when Yu Lian arrived at the embassy, ​​and before he even had time to report to the chief military attache, Major General Walter Rall, Mr. Qi suddenly appeared like a psyker who had learned how to jump through space.

"You can do things like reporting in at any time. I have very important things to discuss with this spiritual brother, ah no, this Lieutenant Colonel Yu Lian!"

When Major General Lal asked what the matter was, His Excellency the Ambassador said matter-of-factly: "My creation! I feel that my creative soul, which has been stagnant for several years, is burning! This is the guidance given to me by the spirit of the universe! I was like a blind man groping forward bit by bit in the darkness. I was about to be crushed by the boundless darkness, but at this moment, I suddenly saw a little light. If I don't get satisfaction immediately, this little spark will It will be extinguished. I, Qi Bingwen, will probably die socially as a writer. Major General, do you really understand this truth?"

You know what the hell! Except for the spark that made me feel less sleepy, the rest...if a sixty-year-old man spoke like this, my first reaction would be to send him to the hospital for examination, especially on the brain.

However, the chubby Major General Lal seemed to have received the highest instructions, and a solemn expression suddenly appeared on his face: "I see, this is indeed very important!"

"Yes, this kind of thing should not be taken lightly. The subordinates and others will cooperate fully!" Brigadier General Howard, the thin second military attache, also replied solemnly.

"Then, Lieutenant Colonel, please cooperate with the Ambassador's work. I'm sorry, I have assigned you a job when you first arrived! However, as a soldier, you must have such a spirit, right?" Major General Lal said.

It turns out that my first job as an assistant to the resident military attaché is to tell stories to the Ambassador!

Then, the two generals gave serious instructions and fled together again. At first glance, they saw 0 and 1 rolling over.

The great writer was accustomed to such scenes, so he took Yu Lian to his office. Then, before the staff could deliver the handicap, he directly asked Yu Lian about "The Revival of Red Maple Factory" thing.

It was only at this time that Yu Lian finally found out that the name sandwiched in the book title was a documentary about an hour long, which suddenly appeared on an influential video website last week and is now being broadcast throughout the world. Spread in the Nebula network.

"I haven't even seen it yet!"

"It's normal that I haven't seen it. After all, it's about a small factory in a remote area. It's neither the zipper door scandal of the alliance commander nor the love story of the duel between King Tamil and Duke Ducour. It's not even celebrity gossip. Pay attention. Naturally, there will not be too many people there." Mr. Ambassador said: "It's just that the trigger for the entire Far Coast Nebula incident occurred on the Lumina star. Of course, I will consciously collect information in that area. The Embassy in the Empire is currently The most important problem that needs to be solved is the diplomatic issue caused by this crisis. Lieutenant Colonel, after all, you demolished a fortress in the empire, and you seem to have killed a famous marquis, right? To tell you the truth, the Senate is clamoring to fight with us. There are a lot of cowards who want to start a war!"

Mr. Qi’s ancestral home is Chang’an City in East Asia, which is a cultural town with great historical charm.

"So, my job now is to make those cowards give up the idea of ​​starting a war with us, whether it's through deception, sneak attacks, or intimidation. So I have to collect all folk rumors and gossip. After all, I do too. What an ambassador!”

Yu Lian immediately looked at Mr. Ambassador with admiration and thought that unlike the rumors, Mr. Ambassador was really not just a mascot!

Therefore, in this private conversation, the purpose is to ask yourself what the client can do, right?

Thinking of this, Yu Lian said: "Yes! So according to the official's idea, as long as we show the consciousness and ability to bite off a piece of the empire's flesh, we will make them give up. For example, in the future During the military exchange activities, a plan was formulated to directly attack Long Lin Palace. Then, the question became, how could one pass through the pursuit and interception of the Titan Ship and Qingtian Fortress when he only had an outer ring fleet under his command? How can this maze of asteroid belt be brought directly to Long Lin Palace?"

But the old man looked as if he was looking at a fool: "You are a very energetic young man, aren't you? But wouldn't this have the opposite effect?

"So aren't we relying on stealing, cheating, and sneak attacks?" Yu Lian said seriously: "It's just strategic fraud anyway. If our relationship with the empire is good, it will naturally not get better, but if it is bad, it can't get worse. The empire can't get worse. As long as there is no determination to destroy us in one fell swoop and a plan to completely dismantle our armed forces before the alliance can react, there will be no war. Appropriate expression of our toughness will actually make the people more confident."

"This is indeed the truth, that's why I get angry in public from time to time! But those rats at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs just don't understand this truth, and they think that reconciliation can be achieved as long as they express enough goodwill. This is not what children want. Is it a story in a cartoon? Now even elementary school students don’t accept this, and our diplomats at the helm still don’t understand this truth!”

So, aren’t you also a senior official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?

"However, the current main direction of attack is to cool down this matter. So although your plan is very spirited, it must still be rejected. You are a young and vigorous soldier, so you may feel a little humiliated. I can understand it. . However, young people, at this juncture, we need to be patient." The old man said.

Yu Lian thought to himself, how convincing would it be for you to say this? Last year, at the end of the Battle of the West End Star Territory, this writer, whose combat power was estimated to be unable to defeat even one-third of a goose, ran to the Cathay embassy with a sword to duel with them?

"Let's talk about your Red Maple Factory? I think that's much more interesting than fighting and killing." The old man's eyes were shining with curiosity like a child.

...So why did the topic change to that? Just now I thought you were a conscientious ambassador.

In short, because of the tense situation some time ago, the writer felt that he should still do some of his own work as an ambassador, so he carefully studied the information sent by the staff from all sides.

"Then I saw the article "The Revival of Red Maple Factory". Oh my, it was really eye-opening! Although it is not very influential now, people who have read it think it is very good! I also recommend it I showed it to a few of my friends and they all praised it."

Since he is a good friend of Mr. Literary, needless to say, he is basically a big figure in the literary and artistic circles and academia.

So, on Mr. Qi's recommendation, Yu Lian watched the documentary again with him.

The producers and photographers are both very capable, and in less than an hour, the whole story of the time at the Red Maple Factory was clearly explained. And the soundtrack and editing are also top notch. In the end, watching the workers finally bring a dying factory back to life, even people like Yu Lian who participated in the whole process felt extremely burning.

Needless to say, this must be Feifei’s handiwork! Is this her so-called first work? This girl really completed the editing, soundtrack dubbing, copywriting and other side work while interviewing on the front line!

Uh... It seems like it's not surprising at all that she would do such a thing.

However, after seeing it later, people who really have a certain thinking ability, what role did the business owners who owned the factory play in this whole thing?

Thinking of this, Yu Lian couldn't help but sneered.

These capitalists are really bad! At that time, we would have already started deleting posts and canceling accounts. Sure enough, there is also a lack of opponents, right?

"I'm planning to write animation scripts and light novels after I finish my last year as ambassador. Oh, yes, there are also animation scripts. Anyway, I have written so many serious literature on so-called realism themes. This The world is still like this, so it’s better to coax the children, at least to make their childhood happier. But in this matter, I can see a sense of vitality! Then I don’t know why, I suddenly want to Let's write something." Mr. Qi's voice contained a little bit of irrepressible excitement.

This time, he completely switched himself into the literary hero mode.

"...So, Lieutenant Colonel Yu Lian, can you tell me where this sense of power comes from? I think...if we understand this, we can use this power for our country. ! This should be the most usable force to resist the pressure of the empire, right?" Qi Bingwen looked at Yu Lian with vigour, his voice seemed to be trembling. However, even though it was trembling, there seemed to be a certain sense of power behind it.

Yu Lian looked directly at the other party. After being silent for half a minute, he suddenly took out a bound paper document and handed it to the other party with both hands: "Please correct it!"

Mr. Qi took the document with some confusion, and then his eyes lit up: ""Investigation Report on Workers' Problems in Hongfeng Factory"?"

"You have a doctorate in philosophy from Ocean University, you have published research reports on empirical philosophy and economics, and you have also won the Alliance Sociology Award." Yu Lian said with a smile.

However, his achievements as a writer were so dazzling that many people ignored his identity as a sociologist.

Just like the gentleman in Yu Lian's hometown who talked a lot, because his literary achievements were too high, he forgot that he was also a fairly knowledgeable historical researcher.

"Hey, that's all because I feel that literature can't save me when I get old... Well, actually I feel that my inspiration has dried up, so I started to do some academic research." The old man waved his hand humbly, but the smile on his face was different. It can't be covered up.

"This is the first draft. I hope to complete it with you." Yu Liandao.

In addition, if it can really help you open new doors and stimulate your mind to take a path you have never taken before, then it will be a great merit!

"Your report is your achievement. I won't compete with young people for this false reputation..." Mr. Qi waved his hand and signaled Yu Lian to leave. His interest was completely attracted by this report.

However, Yu Lian did not leave, but said with a smile: "In addition, the God of War Festival will be held in a few months, right? In order to warm up, the major theaters in Tianyu have reserved performances for cultural exchange groups from various countries. Location."

"Isn't it possible that your kid came to me for a book after accepting the benefits of that legion? I have seen the list of that cultural exchange group, and there are not many serious ones." Mr. Qi raised his eyes and said dissatisfied.

"No... Your Excellency, I feel that since I have come here, it would be unreasonable not to cause some trouble for the empire. It just so happens that I have prepared a drama script, and I have to ask you to correct it."