I finished reading "The Narrow Icefield" in one go. After reading the whole book, Sean was greatly shocked. He felt like a huge rock was blocking his heart and he has been restless ever since.
There are too many deaths in it, too many deaths without dignity, like mud. In the history of literature, death is usually used as a tragic image to show the arc of a character. The author puts life and people's beliefs on both ends of the scale. When the characters sacrifice their lives for justice, the great sense of belief makes the readers extremely shocked.
But the death in "The Narrow Icefield" is meaningless, everyone will die, villagers die like worms under the shells, enemy prisoners are shot because of personal grudges, and their own fighting companions are broken in half like fallen leaves. Blood seeps into the ice field.
The text does not describe in detail the ideologies of the two warring parties. Katerina's village happens to be on the dividing line of the battlefield, and it seems that she can swing between the two camps. Even the protagonist Katerina does not go to the battlefield for the sake of her country. She only relies on her courage to ride out of the primitive and open village and come to the battlefield where artillery shells are bombarding. Therefore, the description of the battlefield is more neutral, focusing more on the individuals who are devastated.
“How pitiful…”
That was the only comment Sean could make.
"War is really nothing."
It was spinning in the cabin, but its mood was becoming more and more turbulent. It felt that its lack of words could not express its feelings, and suddenly thought of the omnipotent netizens, and quickly switched to the comment area to see what other alien readers had to share.
The alien readers were also shocked. How could there be such a work? The magnificent natural scenery and the cruel war scenes formed an incredible contradiction, which tore their souls apart.
"I wondered why Katerina's village happened to be set up on the battlefield demarcation line. I am used to following the main perspective, but Katerina herself was wavering. After reading the whole book, I understood the intention of the iceberg. Katerina's village was a battleground, so both armies were very enthusiastic about recruiting people. At the beginning, the village was still discussing who to follow. Later, the fields were abandoned, the horses could not run, and the houses collapsed. People only cared about one thing: whoever could stop the war, they would follow him... The war destroyed countless homes..."
"The floating ice always describes the vastness of the ice field. Every time I see it, my heart tightens."
Soon a reader replied: "Because compared to the vast ice field, the battlefield only occupies a tiny corner of the ice field... humans are even smaller beings."
"These deaths were written so realistically. When I saw my comrades being killed by the aftermath of the explosion, I started crying and cried until the end. When I saw Katerina holding the newborn baby in the village, I just cried my eyes out. It's great, the war is over, I've finally been waiting for it."
The readers' cries are getting louder and louder.
"Yes, at first I wondered why I wanted to describe Katerina's love affair, but now I know that it was the most precious and beautiful time. There was war all around, and the atmosphere was cramped and inhumane. But the small village on the ice field was still primitive, people laughed and cursed wantonly, and the gossip and whispers at the entrance of the village were the embellishment of life. People showed their unrestrained vitality and enjoyed the purest sex. At the end, only a year had passed, and it should have been just a short nightmare, but Katerina was old and the scars could never be healed. The ice field became a ruin, how could people continue to survive..."
"The wider the ice field, the narrower the road."
There is no need for outsiders to evaluate it. In the hearts of many readers, "The Narrow Ice Field" has become an unsurpassed masterpiece.
Alien readers were discussing the article actively, and long reviews were continuously released, which became a rare literary review event in the Fisherman Cup.
After a long time, the readers finally recovered and started discussing contents outside the book.
"The Narrow Icefield has humans as the protagonists, so it must be a Blue Star novelist, most likely Floating Spirit. She is the official novelist, right? If a creature says that Blue Star has the intention to provoke a war, I beg to differ."
"I think "The Narrow Icefield" is a metaphor. In fact, I found out from other Blue Star novels that the history of Blue Star seems to have a conclusion, believing that certain wars have positive significance in the overall historical perspective. Then why is the description in the article still so neutral? This reminds us of the great war that happened most recently... I am not afraid to say that on the Blue Star website, the Zerg and the Omnics are like the two camps that do not know their positions, and the destroyed small village is more like the civilization of our small species...
"Blue Star was able to survive the war without taking sides. Instead, it showed more sympathy for those who were helpless. No wonder their civilization lasted so long. A tolerant civilization has great vitality."
This long reply received many likes from readers. The alien creatures couldn't help but sigh that the more they understood the civilization of the blue planet, the more they would be impressed by it.
Today is also the day to be a spiritual blue star!
"Ahhh! My goddess Fu Ling replied to me!"
A message from a reader suddenly broke the atmosphere of the literary discussion and caused the subsequent replies to go off into another angle.
"Give the goddess some face, pretend that you can't see the disguise, and call her Floating Ice. What did she say about you? Make me envious."
"Hehe, the new writer Fu Bing from Blue Star said that this writing style draws on a literary genre with very national characteristics from Blue Star. Its scenery is rough and thick, always accompanied by biting snow and wind. The characters' hearts are delicate and profound, and the characterizations always reach a very high level of depth. The whole story is epic and tragic, and after reading it, it is magnificent, tortuous and moving..."
“I do feel that this style is different from Fu Ling’s previous style.”
"Magical literature, literature of ice and snow ethnic groups, and animistic poetry before Fu Ling... She knows so much, she is worthy of being my goddess!"
"When will there be a physical book of Fu Ling? I want it signed!"
"Bluestar, Mr. Embers, please take a look at our demands!"
As readers requested more books from their favorite authors, other readers gradually joined in.
Where there are living things, there will be comparisons. Humans like to compare popular characters in love stories, CP popularity in fan fiction, and combat power index in boys' comics. Aliens also like to compare.
What readers like to compare is of course the ability of novelists.
"There are so many schools in the Floating Spirit Society, and Xun Ming seems to be one of these types."
"They both follow different paths, how can they be compared?"
"I think Ms. Jung actually knows a lot. I think her coordination ability is the best among all Blue Star novelists. Although she has few works, many large-scale projects on Blue Star are planned by her. She is one of the best novelists, right?"
"It seems that every novelist on Blue Star has unique skills. Even if they only work in one field, they can dig out multiple genres for you. Not to mention Yongye, my little angel Canghai can also write about any tomb."
"I'm optimistic about the newcomer Asuka. When will her new work be released?"
As long as there is comparison, there will be inequality. Some readers were attracted to Blue Star literature that they had never known before during the discussion, some readers swore that they would never read that type of Blue Star literature, and some readers just wanted to have fun.
"If you insist on competing, I can only ask for the embers."
"Every time I think about the fact that there is a big boss above this group of outstanding novelists, and that all the Blue Star novelists are convinced, I find it incredible..."
"And it's so divided. I really admire Yu Jin's ideas, but every time I read his short stories in the Reader, I wonder if the world is sick."
"Do you look down on "If life is tiring, take a deep breath for thirty seconds" or "With a word of good night, I suddenly realized this hidden rule of life"?
"I've seen through him a long time ago. Ha, readers are nothing more than the toys of Ember."
Not to mention that some readers have discovered the truth inadvertently, Xi Yujin of Chaoping is indeed having a lot of fun. He switches between different aliases and writes a short drama by Blue Star Novelist in the comment section of the next issue of "Reader", waiting to surprise the readers when the truth is revealed.
He has now used five aliases, namely Midnight, Wild Tyrannosaurus, Eden, Wings of the Sky and Floating Ice, corresponding to Xun Ming, Eternal Night, Jung, Flying Bird and Floating Spirit respectively.
Ming Xing is left...
His label is a Buddhist salted fish. What can he write that can fit his personality and expand his literary label?
"How about a draw?"
Xi Yujin came up with a good idea, and immediately wrote down all the types he could think of on a piece of paper, then pulled it out and slowly unfolded it. There were four big words on the piece of paper:
"Magical Girl".
"What a genius idea." Xi Yujin boasted, "Magical Girl can be an inspiration to teenagers, or a nightmare to adults. Most importantly, it matches Ming Xing's style very well."
He quickly typed the title of the new article: "Literary Master and Magical Girl".
…
The new article was published. As the network delay was getting longer and longer, Xi Yujin ignored the readers' reactions. He updated other articles at the same time, closed the computer, and went to the viewing room.
The observation lounge is a newly developed feature of the Chaoping, with panoramic windows that provide visual enhancement at every angle, and the ability to freely adjust gravity for the joy of safely strolling through space.
The little rust tribes were there too.
Xi Yujin taught them a lot of things, and they would jump up and down when they saw him.
Xi Yujin didn't know what kind of existence he was in the eyes of the Rust Clan, but after finding a suitable planet, they would part ways. Perhaps after thousands of years, when the small Rust Clan had multiplied into a large race, they would think that "Yujin" was a mythical figure.
A pink planet came into view. It had wavy brown patterns on it, and looked like a strawberry chocolate lollipop.
“Is this one suitable?”
Xi Yujin operated the window panel, which quickly analyzed the basic information. It was covered with a large amount of hydrocarbons, which were exposed to ultraviolet light and showed a faint red. However, the planet had stopped geological activities and was a dead planet. It was not a good destination.
The next planet was a watercolor-like pale yellow with feather-like ripples on it. Xi Yujin checked the information and found that it had abundant and terrible volcanic activity and was full of vitality, but unfortunately it was not suitable for living things.
The next planet is very white. After detection, its light reflectivity is ten times that of the next planet. It looks amazingly bright, like a mirror. Unfortunately, it is too small and a bit pitiful as a place to live.
"There are so few habitable planets." Xi Yujin put on a more advanced head-mounted telescope, wanting to see more distant scenery. "Are there any Earth-like planets in this universe?"
This telescope is very light, just like the windproof eyepiece on Earth. It is integrated and full of technology, and can automatically magnify the image to the appropriate distance.
The little rust tribe has been playing the collision game out of boredom.
At this time, Ganuo walked in.
Xi Yujin heard the footsteps, and even though he couldn't see through the detection equipment, he still greeted Ganuo eagerly. They sat side by side under the glass dome above their heads in the starry universe. It had nothing to do with work, they just wanted to sit together.
After a while, Xi Yujin was dazzled by what he saw, so he naturally and lazily moved to the next room. Gano was always so reliable.
Xi Yujin heard Ganuo's breathing and the sound of inputting into the optical computer. He had no intention of spying, but by chance, he accidentally touched the off button of the detection instrument. So the eyepiece in front of him became dark.
He should have taken it off, but through the gap between the eyepiece and the outside world, he suddenly glimpsed the contents on Gano's optical computer.
This interface... is the submission interface for the Blue Star Literature Fisherman Cup.
Gano wants to contribute!
What novel is Garno going to write? "The Past of the Zerg War"? "Observations on Personality and Psychological Disorders"? "My Years as a Translator on Blue Star"?
All kinds of strange topics popped up, and Xi Yujin thought they all made sense. But how could Ganuo not call him if he wanted to write a novel? He would never give those lengthy literary instructions, but would only output long-winded praises, and then he would do the translation himself. That scene must be very happy.
And those alien readers will say, will say...
These two are really in love...
Xi Yujin's thoughts turned, as if he was following some avoidance principle and not thinking about certain things.
He noticed that Ganou was still revising the text in the manuscript box. What exactly would Ganou write?
Xi Yujin's curiosity overwhelmed his morality, and he glanced at the contents quickly and urgently.
He saw a few words: "To Ember Nuo..."
Written for Xi Yujin.
His mind went blank, and he couldn't think of the true meaning of this.
But he was not completely unaware of it before. In a flash, he exchanged radio waves with Ganuo and quickly figured out what Ganuo might have written.
Suddenly, his breathing was tightened, his heartbeat accelerated, and it felt like someone was beating a drum in his ear. He was really worried that Ganuo would notice that something was wrong with him. Fortunately, Ganuo was concentrating, and he didn't know that the person leaning on his shoulder had noticed a secret in advance.
Xi Yujin's heart seemed to have a hot air balloon expanding, with a warm candlelight jumping in the center. He wanted to know what Ganuo had written to him, but he was also worried that it was not what he really expected. But thinking about past experiences, Ganuo's actions seemed to give him endless confidence. Xi Yujin was cautious by nature. Even if there was a 99% chance, he would still take the 1% chance into consideration.
He hesitated and thought, if he continued to watch, perhaps everything would become clear, and there would be no need for any waiting or punishment. But he also wanted to be better to his future self, because didn't his future self deserve that complete surprise?
"Emberno?" Ganuo seemed to have realized something at this moment.
Xi Yujin immediately closed his eyes, determined to pretend to be asleep and never mention it again.
He knew that the time he spent waiting for the letter to be made public was the most difficult yet happiest wait in his life.
…
“Waiting for updates is so sweet and painful!”
An alien reader happily turns on the light computer.
"You never know what interesting plots the author will write in the next update, like gift packages waiting for me to open. This kind of excitement cannot be given by following the completed works. I like following the serialized works the most!"
The article he's following recently is called "Literary Masters and Magical Girls", which is his favorite theme. The characters in it have distinct personalities, and the fantasy and happy adventure story unfolds against the backdrop of a school, which is very healing. He guessed that it was written by Asuka from Blue Star, or by other fans. In short, it was written very much to his liking, and he liked it very much.
Until I saw the latest update, it gradually opened its mouth and its eyes turned into whirlpools:
"Why is there such a sudden change?"
"How can a magical girl die?!"
The author has something to say:
[Non-existent Blue Planet Dialogue Scene 04]
Yu Jin: In order to deepen the impression of each novelist's genre, starting tomorrow, please wear clothes to work that are similar to the style of your novels.
DAY1
Jung: (black dress with roses) (top hat with mesh)
Fu Ling: (white gauze skirt) (flower wreath)
DAY2
Jung: (black nails and lips) (holding a gas lamp)
Fu Ling: (face painted with oil) (feather ornament)
DAY3
Jung: (short cape) (two-cornered hat)
Fu Ling: (holding vodka) (riding on a brown bear)
Jung: ?
Ming Xing: So what is your style?
Yu Jin: I wear a couple's shirt with Gano.
Mingxing:?
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