Chapter 22 Teacher Fate does bad things
[……
He really doesn't know how to read the atmosphere.
At this time, he should...
I suddenly fell silent.
What should he do?
Nearly 2,000 days of self-isolation have made me forget the feelings that once touched my heart.
To be exact, the agility of my youth has sunk deep into my memory, turning into a handful of extinguished fluorescent light.
That instantaneous shooting star appeared when I was most unaware and disappeared just as quickly.
I was left chasing the tail of the meteor, chasing and chasing, not even sure whether the meteor really existed.
…
I also asked myself, is it really the right decision to come to Ottoman?
After all, that's what everyone says.
You are holy.
Why do this thankless task?
I swam upstream, the current was too strong and cold, it hit me and it hurt.
…
But the river has an end.
I persisted in swimming, and before the last bit of fire in my heart disappeared, I saw the shore.
Is it the right choice to come to Ottoman?
Yes.
This stretch of land stands alone.
Covered in dust, but smiling brightly.
My heart hurts my ribs.
It jumped very hard, very hard, and I wanted to say, stop jumping.
It does not.
It's going to jump.
Jump hard.
It jumps wantonly and happily, like a baby whale that slips out of its ignorant amniotic sac, cuts off its oxygen supply, swims into the sea, begins to float up, and takes its first breath of air in the world.
After sucking enough, it will turn into an eagle again, and the new blood pumped out will look like spread wings.
Swim, go ashore, fly high.
It jumps and jumps, eager to explore the new world.
I don’t know what to do.]
Shi Cunjin stopped writing for a moment when he wrote this, thinking about how to turn the story.
It is not easy to create a good story that will be well received by most audiences and popular at the box office with limited available materials.
In particular, the universal customs of the other world are very different from those of the 21st century.
Shi Cunjin wrote [There will be opportunities later, and you need to understand the history of worldview] into the system's memo.
As the saying goes, you should sing the songs of the mountain you are on.
When Shi Cunjin creates stories, he cannot simply force the rules of classic love stories into the Zerg worldview.
It's like a person who travels back to ancient times. Instead of thinking about learning to integrate into the environment and hiding to save his life, he can't wait to make a call and show his modern mind.
Pure free gift.
Now, Shi Cunjin's creations are temporarily caught in this kind of "time traveler" dilemma.
As he stopped writing and thought, Shi Cunjin took a breath. Thinking about his writer's block, he somehow recalled attending an author's gathering.
At a party, some great writers got drunk and generously shared their methods for overcoming writer’s block.
Love experts: There is no such thing as a writer's block. If I get stuck, I will take the initiative to fall in love, and then I will be beaten again and again in the abyss of love, and then I will come back with inspiration.
Tomb Raider Author: There is no such thing as a writer's block. If there is a block, I will fight it myself.
Other authors:?
Other authors: Wait, what book are you publishing now?
Tomb Raider Hot Writer: Minor problem. I've already been there.
Other authors: …?
Shi Cunjin felt a little better when he recalled the past.
He still remembered that at that time, they all turned their gazes to the tomb-robbing master, where the new criminal investigation master sat.
This great writer only published one crime masterpiece, but he achieved the one-stop success of publishing and filming it.
The criminal investigation writer pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "I've never been to jail, I've never sold drugs, I've never been involved in gangs. I rely entirely on my brain and data. Look away, and put down your phones."
Shi Cunjin couldn't help laughing.
The twins were sitting on the ground playing with knives, and they quietly squeezed in to sit next to their uncle who was concentrating on his work. When they heard their uncle's laughter, they put their faces on his thighs at the same time, looking at Shi Cunjin eagerly.
Originally, Shi Cunjin relaxed his legs and sat with his legs spread out in a big horse-legged position. The twins squeezed over and pressed against his legs, squeezing Shi Cunjin's legs together, turning him into the posture of an elementary school student quietly attending class.
Shi Cunjin lowered his head, touched the two little ones' heads, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
He looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock.
The twins didn't say anything, they just shook their heads, and the two pairs of big, bright green eyes looked at their uncle in the same way.
Shi Cunjin touched their heads, and Luo Lai and Luo Li were like clockwork, and they happily lowered their heads and went back to compete with each other.
He turned his attention back to the smart computer, switched out of the live broadcast room, ordered a takeout for himself, and waited to eat after the broadcast was over.
Switching back to the live broadcast room, Shi Cunjin continued to ponder the paragraph in his mind, patiently pruning the small branches of the story.
Many classic literary memes, clichés, and 300 quotes from the popular "Chicken Soup for the Soul" that were overused in the 21st century are all brand new systems here.
Let me ask you, when a classic literary meme or routine was first created, which people who read it at the time were not curious about it and attracted by it?
The windows of thought and perspective are opened slowly, inch by inch.
Culture and civilization are like pebbles in a river; they are washed and eroded by the water year after year, forming a beautiful, rounded, and lustered texture.
How much influence do celebrities have in the 21st century?
Michael Jackson was able to make two countries stop fighting for him with just one concert.
The power of popular culture can turn a powerless person into a god on the spot.
With just a flick of the finger, the war stopped.
Shi Cunjin does not ask for a truce, but only hopes that the story can become a life-saving straw at the critical moment.
He trimmed the storyline almost perfectly, cut to the live broadcast front stage, pulled the timeline of commentary records, and observed the crowd's reaction by comparing the story nodes.
Without looking at the chaotic scolding, class-bashing, and various warnings before the show started, after the first paragraph was completed, the first comment with over 100 likes was:
[What should Fate do? What should he do!! Lord, please say something! ……!]
…
[SVIP Red Heart: Is there anything that I, a noble person, cannot see? ? ? ]
[Anchor, please don't force me to beg you not to be ignorant! 】
[What light? Mr. Carol is chasing the light? Aurora or radiation? My mech is a 5570S series, and its main feature is light radiation weapon! Do you want me to show off in front of Mr. Male Insect and fire a radiation bomb at the sky? ? ]
[If the war merit is not enough to exchange for 5570S, can I use a portable miniature nuclear weapon bomb as a date gift? 】
[Your Excellency really wants literature and art, not radiation plague! ]
[SVIP Christmas Hat: I have a full range of 5570 production lines. Host, can you be more specific? What color is the explosive bomb? ]
[SVIP standard A567: This is not recommended. ]
Shi Cunjin quickly glanced through the row, and just when he was sighing that he finally had some normal thinking, the top brother on the list took an unexpected turn.
[SVIP Standard A567: I tried it the day before yesterday, and was blacklisted by the Male Insect Protection Court. I cannot apply for a date for three years. ]
Shi Cunjin: ….
You use your brains, but in completely the wrong places, right?
An imagery, you guys are holding a weapons inventory meeting directly in the live broadcast room?
This feeling of hitting a sore spot yet also missing the target was not the first time that Shi Cunjin had experienced this.
The comments are piling up, so I'll jump to read them from time to time.
[Mr. Carol understands me so well! We are like soul mates! This is how I feel when I am killing monsters crazily! ]
[My blood is boiling, my adrenaline is surging, rounding off, we have been married for ten years. ]
[I see. This is like using a pacemaker to shock yourself.]
[Ah, it's wonderful, love is like a new life, like blood and flesh, love is like killing, boiling and roaring. Mr. Carol is really good at describing it.]
【Get new date materials! 】
Shi Cunjin:?
No, this is an image.
If you date like this, you will end up on the blacklist of the Male Insect Protection Court!
Shi Cunjin cleared his mind and continued writing.
[……
What? Tears? Oh, sorry to embarrass you.
Every time I recall this place, I can't help but cry.
Thank you for the handkerchief. Let me continue.
…
What Fate said is not actually an answer.
He was just a middle-class red mantis, and his life was destined to be short after he joined the army.
I am different from him. I can live a long time.
A century later, I was still able to maintain a healthy body thanks to the most advanced medical treatment, but by then, he had already turned to dust.
As he himself said, become a star in the universe and merge into infinity.
Even today, I still find it difficult to define a definite answer to what I was thinking at that time.
At that time, I was silent and thinking.
What magic does he have?
He wore an Ottowin hormone suppressant ring around his neck.
He was not like any of the high-ranking military wives I had been around, perfect, elegant, and well-mannered.
At that time, I didn't know what to determine in my confused thoughts, and I just randomly directed at him.
I said, do you really think so?
I said, no matter how hard you try, you will still turn into dust in the end.
Fate's attitude remained damn fearless.
He said, by then, I will have comrades-in-arms!
He said, I will have the joy of harvest!
He said I would have the best experience of my life!
He said, let’s go out together, fight together, and die together!
He said, the sea of stars is vast, and I am not alone.
Fitt grinned like a wolf and said, "That's great!"
[What are you talking about!! Fate Wynn is definitely the Space Ranger Patrol!!! Only those crazy guys are always in a state of mind of "Exploding Bugs Live to Explode!" every time they go on patrol. Damn it, Mr. Carol, run, the Space Ranger Patrol is all crazy!!!]
[I wonder why their cultures are so different. The average genes are one thing, but Fate Wynn's daily training is definitely super-standard and intensive! Fate Wynn knows nothing about love!!]
[SVIP Standard A567: Fate Wynn cannot be a Wanderer. The three major Wandering Patrol Teams have not summoned a Red Mantis in nearly 80 years.]
【？ 】
[Oh my, you are so arrogant, are you jealous?]
【Who are you? 】
[SVIP Standard A567: I was promoted from the sharp-edged outpost system last year. I am the cavalry commander of the Alpha system's rover corps. Do you have any opinions? Let's chat? ]
…
【【---Suspected of violating offline contact rules, this comment has been deleted---】】
[…Fuck!]
[The super administrator took action and pushed this comment to a level that it shouldn’t have…]
[…Isn’t the rover super busy? Why is there someone here slacking off and watching the live broadcast? Is it 4:30 in the morning in the Alpha galaxy now?]
[Not necessarily. The time of the knowledge channel is calibrated according to the capital star. It is 9 am in the α star system now.]
[…Is there any bug? Please report this to the police…There is a cavalry captain slacking off during the morning training!!!]
[……
But I'm not like that.
I'm stuck.
I am lonely.
…
I never told any bug about it, and I never wanted to admit it.
However, I couldn't take my eyes off the way Fate envisioned the future and the way he calmly accepted death.
I.
I am very lonely.
I repeated this sentence in my mind.
I felt an unbearable itching in my teeth, spine and tailbone.
I was wearing a turtleneck that day, with a hormone-suppressing collar hidden under my clothes. Since I opened my eyes, it automatically started to suppress hormone secretion for the first time.
My heart and my hormones are all agitated.]
【What the hell! 】
[The anchor's public screen opens the male insect yellow cavity? ? ? ]
[Strictly speaking, it doesn’t count. Law student observation.JPG]
[Fate is fake, are you fake too? ]
[If you are fake, it was the court bailiff knocking on the door today, and Kafi is real too!! ]
[
…
Fate didn't know.
Seeing that I was in a daze, he said, "Okay, just listen casually."
He said that when you graduate, you will be promoted directly to non-commissioned officer, and we will not see each other again then.
He said, just treat my words as fart.
I was silent for a moment and asked him.
Do you really think it would be a good thing for me to focus on this area?
No, that's not what I'm asking.
But I said to myself that when I achieve success and become a general, I will be in the cat's eye.
Fate did not speak immediately.
He was a little confused.
Then I realized that he didn't even know about cat's eyes and magic rings.
I don't know what kind of mood I was in when I assumed a future identity for the sub-female 'Carol Sue'.
A sub-female, a private first class with brilliant achievements. With luck, she could become the female lord of a male insect.
I explained and finally asked Fate in a soft voice, if I had made a mistake at that time, I would have been sent to the prison planet and executed.
Do you think this makes sense?
Fate didn't hesitate or pause, he spoke bluntly.
I don't understand.
I have never seen a real male insect.
That's what I want to ask.
I asked, "Do you want to meet him? What would you say if you met him?"
He thought about it, being frank, naked, and still maintaining his own style.
No contribution points, no gold, no visibility.
Are you lucky enough to see it?
Fate then showed a thoughtful expression.
He described the most common response from female insects.
He said with a grin, "My lord, give me a kiss!"
…
This answer is quite contrasting.
But I have a feeling that this is not his true statement.
I asked again.
Fate shrugged and said, I don’t know.
How do you want me to define something I don't know?
I have never seen a male insect, nor have I come into contact with one, nor have I even inhaled hormones.
I am not one of you superior creatures.
His attitude remained the same, without much change; straightforward but not aggressive.
Fate said, the best future I can think of right now is probably to have fun on the battlefield.
Don't think about the other things. I have too many things to deal with right now. You, a pampered young master, wouldn't understand.
He bared his teeth at me.
Fierce honesty.
I was silent.
Seeing that I was silent again, Fate sat on the stool with his back, stretched out his long legs, and made the stool shake.
Very childish.
He said that the question you asked was very vague and philosophical.
Fate asked with a grin, how many kilograms of holy books did you eat?
I didn't say anything.
Is what Fate said an answer?
I don't know, and I don't want to explore it anymore.
…
Fate asked me.
Why do you always worry so much?
Since you worry so much, why don't you try to make yourself happy?
I said, I'm doing this.
Fate didn't understand.
I said, I came to Otuwen now just to find happiness.
Fate showed a surprised expression.
He said, man, you have a weird personality.
After working with him for many days, I have already gotten used to his speaking habits.
Fate said, "So you have a goal now? It's been almost half a year."
I said, maybe.
Feite looked a little proud.
Fate said, then until you find it, continue to work on your project.
He said with a wicked smile, "Look, we've already said it. We're definitely not going to be a group when we graduate. The only time I can get some help from you is now!"
Let me hug your thighs!
…
His bluntness always catches me off guard.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Fate changed his attitude and said provocatively, "If you don't agree, I will make you suffer."
I looked at him and found it a little funny.
What pain can you give me?
Fate said, I'm a bastard too and I know how to threaten you.
I said, that's enough, stop flattering yourself.
I said, before the game, the bug was still collapsing because the mecha’s intelligence was too sensitive. Was it me?
He suddenly burst into laughter, his face beaming with joy.
The heavy atmosphere was swept away with the laughter.
Fate said, great, I finally solved your problem!
I looked at him for a long time without saying a word, until I was tired of him.
I just said, be polite.
I actually didn't know what to say, but saying nothing would make me look weak.
It's been a long time since I lost control.
My guardians were not sent to be loyal; before me, they were loyal to my teachers.
But I am a male insect, and a saint with a bad temper and a weird personality.
…
I looked at Fate and could only utter one sentence after a long time.
Be polite.
Fate laughed at me and said with that irritating expression, It can't be changed!
…
Afterwards, we shared the cigarettes and alcohol he bought.
This is the worst celebration food I have ever eaten, bar none.
But I still chose to take a cigarette from the pack in his hand, put it in my mouth, and then leaned over to borrow light from his cigarette.
He dodged subconsciously.
I discovered it the first time we met.
Fate is a little reluctant to get too close to me.
His muscles would stiffen whenever I got close to him.
I didn't know this originally, but my guardian told me.
They had been wary of this, fearing that Fate would lash out and hurt me.
I also thought before that he hated females.
But now I know why he did that.
He has thoughts about me that he himself is not aware of.
I didn't know it myself and thought I was just annoyed by the female gender.
So stupid.
I inhaled the bitter, burnt tobacco and blew a puff of smoke in his direction as if by accident.
Did I say that?
His beast eyes are quite obvious.
A puff of smoke easily turned Fate's pupils into needles, and before he realized it, he reached out for the beer.
This time, he opened two cans and stuffed one directly into my hand, as if he was afraid that I would reach out to him again.
What kind of counterattack?
Died of laughter.
Fate took a sip of wine and began to change the subject, asking me what kind of happiness I was looking for in Otto Stationery.
Tell it to others for reference, maybe the great Mr. Wynne will be able to help you!
I looked at him, just at him.
I smiled and said: I have no idea.
……]6848-85; 15, 6
Shi Cunjin drastically cut off the complicated descriptions and complex multi-line ideas, only grasping one point and punching hard.
Satisfy the female insect's desire to explore the male insect's unknown thoughts and mental processes.
Shi Cunjin was really worried that if he looked more carefully, among this group of audiences, some female insects who might have a chance to date next time would directly turn the whole thing into performance art and become the title of a light novel.
"Do you like my high-level armor + explosive flash bombs and a hundred extreme swimming methods?"
"My Lord, please say something!"
This way you gain nothing but lose nothing.
Among the four parts of introduction, development, turn and conclusion commonly used in short and medium-length stories, the most crucial point is "conclusion". Shi Cunjin used open description.
This is a utilitarian story that only serves the imagination of female insects. It is a bait with a clear purpose.
In 'Combination', Shi Cunjin made a deeper reference to the soldier king data provided by the system, and refined the common characteristics of most military females, such as ferocity, stubbornness, being easily controlled by hormones and adrenaline, and loving refreshing battles.
By using clever literary devices, these characteristics that have always been out of control are reshaped into controllable highlights of "Fate Wynn".
Recklessness is sometimes mistaken for bravery, but at its core, they are two different traits.
This is what Shi Cunjin did, making a polar difference between "Fate Wynne" and the real audience.
Shi Cunjin didn't forget that the super administrator of the live broadcast room beat away the 'parasite' with an iron fist, and there were all kinds of howling in the comment area, asking the Male Insect Protection Court to issue him a subpoena. Shi Cunjin must be on guard.
He does not write about external things, but only about Carol's heart.
When writing about love, you can’t just write about love.
Write about the eyes looking at each other, the silent mouth, and the heartbeat that wants to fly.
Everything is simplified as much as possible, with plenty of blank space to highlight the dialogue. This group of viewers, who are mainly military cadets and military wives, are not allowed to think too much, and they are simply asked to follow the protagonists' conversation progress, changes in thinking, and changes in emotions.
The main feature is a 'short video' type fishing method.
The framework of this story is vulgar, the idea is cliché, the characters are common, and the dialogues and personalities of the protagonists are also poorly written.
But Shi Cunjin planted these, poured nutrient water into them, cultivated them into a bonsai, and trimmed them, turning them into the first step of a brand new entertainment system under the insect worldview.
What does vulgar mean?
Before something becomes vulgar, isn't it because it is extremely popular?
Following the trend, imitating, and popping up everywhere, anything new and novel becomes vulgar.
In insect culture, even the concept of vulgarity does not exist.
They only focus on one distinct point in this story: the life changes of the male insect Carol, his perspective, and his choices.
What's more, the audience will understand better than Shi Cunjin that this story is not replicable.
But some of the details in the story are so real. Fate Wynne seems to be any one of them. Every character trait of Fate Wynne can be seen in every female officer and cadet to some extent.
Shi Cunjin uses classic literary tropes to create a framework, leaving the plot blank and the dialogue simple, with the main focus being on letting the audience imagine.
The concise and deliberately blank story segments will become a virtual interactive invitation to imagination as the audience reads the article repeatedly and lets their imagination flourish.
Do you think the blank part of the story paragraph is unreasonable?
Why don't you imagine the deeper details? Let your own imagination enrich this story.
They lived together for five years, what happened? They were roommates for five years, is this the only conversation they had?
Come on, audience, let the protagonists live forever in your mind, study this story, and don't let the rising flame go out.
Like 'Fate Wynne'.
Think more about it, try to be 'Fate Wynn' in your dreams?
Shi Cunjin quietly implanted these concepts when writing stories.
It can't be said that he is fully prepared, but in order to capture the special world view, Shi Cunjin has to do his best.
He stopped thinking, and the pixelated man in the live broadcast room stopped farming. Shi Cunjin rubbed his aching temple, picked up the cup and took a sip of filtered water. It was really bitter.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while, thinking that if he did one more live broadcast, the [Roommate] series would be over.
The smart ring on his wrist had been vibrating slightly. Shi Cunjin slowed down for a moment and planned to clear the private messages in the background. Fate stood alone, and he was a little concerned about the post promoting the product.
As soon as I opened the anchor's backstage, the number of private messages exploded from 999+ to 9...9+. The excessive private messages caused the smart bracelet to lag.
The private message was pinned to the top, with red dots appearing in the golden chat boxes of the three SVIPs. The first message was sent by A567, who was ranked number one on the list.
Shi Cunjin hadn't clicked to see the expanded content yet, but the abbreviated sentences in the chat box made him feel the fierce style of the Zerg tribe blowing towards him.
Standard A567: [Do you also think that by opening your heart to others, you can gain their sincerity? ]
Shi Cunjin:?
...Is this what I mean by 'dissection'?
The author has something to say:
"If you want to write about love, you can't just write about love." This is a common Internet meme, not a copy.