"Please, ask me to be a guest?
Oh, oh, ask me to be a guest?"
Zhang Daniu's tongue was a bit big, "Is this... considered science fiction?"
"How funny, why isn't this science fiction?"
Li Yao sent another smiling face, "Don't you publish in the 'science fiction column' of novel websites?"
"That's true, but at that time, wasn't it because the competition in the fantasy column was so fierce and there were so many great people that I wanted to avoid the limelight?"
Zhang Daniu said coquettishly, "Don't you think this is...pseudo-science fiction or something?
I heard that you college students all pay attention to this.
You like to watch more orthodox and mainstream science fiction, but you don't like to watch our kind of fighting and killing. pseudo-sci-fi.”
This guy is somewhat self-aware.
Li Yao thought secretly.
But this question must be given a reasonable explanation, otherwise it will be difficult to deceive this guy.
His pupils shrank slightly, his computing power reached its limit, and the strange rumors he had just found on the Internet were all broken down into fragmented streams, and then condensed together, compressed into a seamless speech.
"What are you saying?
The science fiction enthusiasts in our university are not as shallow as you think, and have so many ridiculous opinions.
What about orthodox science fiction and pseudo-science fiction?
I don't agree with this formulation!"
Li Yaoyi said sternly, "In my opinion, the reason why our country's science fiction industry cannot develop and is still struggling after so many years is because there are too many people in the industry and fans who do not focus on the content and content of their works.
Ideologically, I don’t want to promote together and improve together. , on the contrary, they fight against each other, criticize each other, and put various labels on themselves and others.
Do such people really love science fiction?
No, they just use something they don’t understand to create ridiculous superiority.
Just sentiment and poor vanity.
"The temple demons are very popular, and Chi Qian's bastards are many.
The field of science fiction itself is a very niche circle, and our country's science fiction industry has long lagged behind developed countries.
It is really an extremely small circle.
As a fan and People in the circle don't think about how they will do their best and use any means to make this 'small pond' bigger.
Ponds, large lakes and even seas introduce all kinds of strange species to form a colorful ecological circle.
On the contrary, when they are still small ponds, they start to bite each other, trying to drive others out of the pond and lock themselves up.
Come and call yourself the king - in such a pond, other than a tortoise, can a dragon be born?
"You don't need to belittle yourself.
Really, I have read some posts on the Internet about orthodox science fiction and pseudo-science fiction.
They are pure nonsense.
It reminds people of the struggle for power and profit in the small court of Nanming.
What is going on?
Who is orthodox and who is not?
What’s the point of being orthodox!
"Specifically, your film "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", although many people say that it is a fantasy disguised as science fiction, I think it is quite the opposite.
In fact, you are still disguised as fantasy.
The science fiction is full of thoughts on human nature, history and the universe, and the humanitarianism and ultimate compassion are everywhere.
The brilliance of caring, the thoughts are profound, and you can quietly integrate these profound thoughts into the thrilling and dangerous plots.
It is hearty to read, and the aftertaste is long after reading, which is unbearable.
It’s amazing.
I really don’t know how your brain grew.
It’s amazing!”
There was no response for a long time, as if he was frightened by Li Yao's words.
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"Oops!"
Li Yao was a little annoyed, "Such a disgusting compliment is really too much.
Everyone can hear the strong sarcasm and know that I am talking nonsense.
Could this guy be angry and go offline?
?”
Just as he was about to go back and say a few words to make amends, a message came from the other side.
"Really, really!"
Zhang Daniu seemed to be so excited that he was about to cry, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect you college students to understand me so well.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it just speaks to my heart!"
"ha?"
Li Yao was stunned for a long time and murmured to himself, "...Does he believe it?
No way, he actually believes such shameless flattery?"
Although it is a bit incredible, there is no turning back when the bow is fired.
Now that I have said it here, I can only continue along this line of thinking.
"It's true, Teacher Niu, I speak from the bottom of my heart."
Li Yao spat at the screen of his phone, suppressing his nausea and typing, "Back off, take a step back, even if there are any omissions in this work of yours - with such a long length and such a fast update speed, there are still some omissions.
It is inevitable to be in a different situation, but no matter what, you are stepping on Be down-to-earth, step by step, and do your best to contribute to our country's science fiction cause and make your own contribution.
Those who shout "orthodox science fiction" and mock "pseudo science fiction" all day long do nothing but laugh. , what exactly did you do?”
"I can't talk about it, I can't talk about contribution or anything like that.
I just did a little bit of small work that I could do."
Zhang Daniu said with some fear, "What, don't you classmates from the Science Fiction Association think that my book "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" is too verbose and a bit... watery?"
This is a big problem.
Li Yao thought about it for a long time and didn't think of how to respond.
It was indeed very shameful.
How the hell should he praise it?
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and his fingers moved like flowing water, sending out messages one after another: "I remember Mr.
Feng Zikai once said in an essay - in his hometown, water-milled rice cakes are very nutritious, but generally glutinous rice rice cakes are too hard, even if they are cut into finger-thick pieces.
Once cooked, it is difficult for the elderly and children to digest.
Eating it can easily hurt the stomach and intestines.
You can only eat three to five slices at most and then put them down.
"But if you use a sealing machine that 'explodes rice cakes', put the rice cake slices in and process them with high temperature and pressure, and with a 'bang' sound, the finger-thick rice cake slices will explode into arm-thick, light puffed food.
"Arm-thick puffed food and finger-thick rice cake slices contain the same nutritional value, but are easier to be absorbed by the body.
They are snack foods suitable for all ages.
Even many people who don't like to eat rice cake slices originally, I can't help but like holding a few puffed rice cakes and tasting the slightly sweet taste - don't you understand the truth behind this?
"Those so-called orthodox science fiction and hard-core science fiction are just rice cake slices.
Of course, they have high nutritional value, but they require a certain amount of scientific literacy and aesthetic taste to enjoy.
The threshold is too high, and many people are scared away at first sight.
"As for your "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", I cannot say without conscience that it has no moisture at all, but it is precisely this moisture that makes it change from a 'rice cake slice' to a 'puffed rice cake', making it more popular among more readers.
Being able to accept it, even readers who were not interested in science fiction at all, gradually fell in love with Xinghai.
I fell in love with the universe, fell in love with thinking about the past, present and future, and then stepped into the palace of science fiction, and gradually came into contact with more science fiction works - think about it, you have so many readers, even if only one tenth of them are influenced by you Influence you and become a true science fiction fan.
What a contribution you have made to the cause of science fiction in our country!”
"Ouch!"
Zhang Daniu said, "I didn't even know that my writing "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" was of such great significance?"
"Of course you don't know.
It can be seen from between the lines that your nature is so humble."
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Li Yaodao, "But you can be humble yourself, but we loyal readers cannot tolerate you being wronged in the slightest.
How about it, Teacher Niu, just come and be our guest and guide us well.
The students really want to meet you."
Meet the legendary Teacher Niu!”
There was silence on the other side for a while.
Li Yao's heart was in his throat again.
"Actually, I've been really busy during this period.
You know, there are many seminars and symposiums that I need to attend, as well as receptions for some publishers, as well as various charity activities and public welfare activities.
Of course, they are indispensable.
To think—to think about the major issues of human nature and to deduce the future of our civilization.”
Zhang Daniu's words made Li Yao's throat almost burn.
He wanted to put his hand into his phone and pull this guy over.
Fortunately, this guy said the next sentence, "But since our classmates are so enthusiastic, what should we say?"
Well, for the sake of our country’s science fiction career, no matter how busy I am, I will definitely take time to support my classmates!
Tell me, when will I come directly to our Normal University?”
Li Yao breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I'm not busy.
I'll come to see you first and treat you to a meal, okay?"
Li Yaodao, "Whether you live in the city or somewhere else, it's best to find a place closer to your home - we can't waste Teacher Niu's precious time!"
"Okay, tomorrow night okay?"
Zhang Daniu said, "You are a student and have no income, so there is no need to treat me.
I'll treat you.
Do you know that there is a 'Crown Hotel' in the central district?
Can we meet there at seven o'clock in the evening?"
Li Yao knew that the Crown Hotel was a high-end star hotel in Jiangnan City, and its western restaurant was very famous for its elegant environment.
This guy spends a lot of money!
"Okay, Teacher Niu."
Li Yao sent another emoji with a little rabbit's starry eyes, "Tomorrow night at seven o'clock, Crown Hotel, see you there!"
After ending the conversation, Li Yao went to the toilet and vomited for five minutes, then deleted all conversation records.
It’s so shameful.
No one must know about this.
Anyone who knows will be killed!
As for tomorrow, it is certainly impossible for Li Yao to play the role of "little rabbit in the sea of stars" again.
Anyway, the author has been locked in, and he cannot escape from his Wuzhi Mountain!
Li Yao looked at himself in the mirror, with a ferocious smile on his lips.
With a low roar, he exerted all his strength.
Muscles like bombs bulged up and tore his short-sleeved shirt directly.
Under the bronze skin, veins and blood vessels ran through his body like a python, and hot air flowed out of his pores.
He actually tore the dumbbell piece that he just tore into two halves!
"Zhang Daniu..."
Li Yao looked at the super strong man in the mirror who had almost doubled in size, with a huge back and bulging muscles, and said with a ferocious smile, "Wait for me at seven o'clock tomorrow night, I'm coming!"