Because Weizhou is the hometown of Blue Star Science Fiction, the number of science fiction writers here is more than that of all other types of writers.
but.
Even among Weizhou science fiction writers, Chen Le can be regarded as an upper-middle class.
It is not enough.
It is more than enough in comparison.
After finishing the novel today, Chen Le checked the group chat as usual, only to see someone chatting about Chu Kuang in a group of sci-fi writers.
"Chu mad?"
Chen Le suddenly became interested.
After Wei Zhou joined the Blue Star merger, Chen Le read a lot of novels from other continents, covering a wide range of subjects.
He is not the kind of old-timer who only reads science fiction works because he is a science fiction writer.
For Chen Le, any work has value and nourishment.
And in the process of reading novels from other continents, Chen Le's favorite is a novel called "The Great Detective Sherlock Holmes".
The author of this novel is Chu Kuang!
So he clicked into the group chat and checked the chat history.
"interesting."
The corners of Chen Le's mouth curled up slightly.
The Qinzhou writer I like actually tried to create a science fiction novel for the first time!
Maybe I can take this opportunity to chat with this idol, and teach him some experience in writing science fiction!
There is a specialization in the art industry.
After all, I can be regarded as a famous writer in Weizhou science fiction circle.
With this in mind.
Chen Le quickly downloaded the blog.
Each continent has a large network platform for each continent.
After merging for so long, no platform can unify the ambition of Blue Star.
More cases.
Netizens from all continents still prefer to stay on familiar platforms.
After registering a blog account, Chen Le first followed Chu Kuang, and then found a novel called "The Heartbreaker".
"This is the short sci-fi story they were talking about."
With some curiosity and interest, Chen Le clicked on this novel.
First person?
In the first paragraph, "I" came, which made Chen Le a little uncomfortable.
Read on.
Chen Le was even more surprised.
This "I" does not seem to be the protagonist?
Very bold structure, ordinary people would not dare to write like this, it is indeed the creator of Sherlock Holmes.
With emotion.
Chen Le continued reading.
The plot is gradually formed under the outline of the text:
It turns out that the protagonist of the novel is He Xi, a single-parent working family whose mother lost her job.
Fortunately.
He Xi has a high degree of education and has a bright future. At the same time, he is extremely smart. He is an out-and-out math genius!
In the novel.
The mother has a lot of pen and ink descriptions.
Although this mother has no culture, she is proud of her well-educated son and cares for her in every possible way.
Just as great as all mothers who love their children deeply.
Like all children in the world, He Xi has a deep love for her mother, but at the same time she dislikes her mother's nagging and those who seem to care too much:
put on more clothes¡¡
Don't drink too much
Do not eat out
I will heat this bowl of soup for you to drink
His mother's meticulousness always made He Xi feel long-winded.
Taking advantage of his mother's time to make hot soup, He Xi left home and went to school
¡¾"He Xi." She called out in a low voice. Then her eyes quickly searched the room, she didn't see the two sweaters stuffed into the bag, this discovery made her feel a little relieved. At this moment, a sudden burning pain came from his hand, and the bowl containing vermicelli soup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Xia Qunfang blew her hands, showing a painful expression, which made the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes appear deeper.
Then she went into the kitchen to get a mop.
I stood by the dining table, looked at the vermicelli soup flowing everywhere on the floor, and thought to myself:
This soup must be delicious.
Better than all the delicacies in the world. ¡¿
back to school.
??.
However, He Hongwei got a recording, which was later recorded by the hospital as a medical record before He Xi died.
It was only two days after his mother died.
"We will never know whether this is because He Xi lost his support after his mother passed away, or whether he is crazy, but subconsciously insists on living a little longer than his mother. This may be the only way he can repay his mother." The way, let us listen to it next."
The recording was played on the highest podium.
The background sound is very noisy, many people are talking.
There appeared to be several doctors present.
"Give up." A deep voice sounded.
"He's hopeless, it's 10:07, please write down the time."
"All right,"
"I'll tidy up."
A young voice suddenly rose, "My God, the patient is talking, he is talking!"
"impossible!"
The deep voice sounded again: "He hasn't said a word for twenty years, and besides, he can't possibly have the strength to speak!"
but.
The thick voice suddenly stopped.
It seems that something has been discovered.
Quiet around.
At this time, a voice that had been corroded by moisture for many years could be heard speaking vigorously.
"Mom¡ªMom¡ª" the voice murmured somewhat vaguely.
"Mom¡ªMom¡ª" he called out again, very clearly
Chen Le burst into tears.
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