Chapter 338 My own love and Truman's god of war [Thanks to the leader of the deep sea! 】(1/2)
"Your father and I work at the Shudu Arsenal. The miniature energy feedback module set in the power system of your Galaxy War Pill All-in-One Armor is a quality review done by your father and me. So, no matter how far you fly in space,
In fact, we are always with you on earth."
"Mother" said again.
Chen Feng smiled.
I see.
Although it is different from what I expected, maybe this is family love in the thirty-first century.
The taste is very bland, but actually a little sweet.
He then thought of a junior high school classmate of his whom he had not seen for many years.
This classmate's mother works in Li Ning Shoe Factory, specializing in shoe uppers.
Chen Feng still remembers the proud expression on his face when this classmate proudly pointed to the Li-Ning shoes on his feet and said loudly: "My mother made the uppers of these shoes."
He opened the Galaxy War Pill's loading box and looked at the Sequence Four metal balls inside that represented the form of the all-powerful armor. He actually became a little friendly.
This trip back to Shu was not in vain.
Just one sentence from this strange yet familiar mother is enough.
After leaving the residential area, Chen Feng didn't know where to go next.
He looked back with a wry smile.
Thinking back to those days, every time I was sent back to my hometown, it was such a happy feeling.
Every time he left the military camp, he cheered and was so happy that he looked forward to learning songs, watching movies, playing games, reading and learning about the future, flirting with girls from low-income households, and so on.
It’s clear whether I don’t want it or not, but I always feel like I have endless things to do.
It's a good thing now. It's rare to take leave and come back, but I'm at a loss what to do and my heart is empty.
Being a human being is so awkward. Living with a clear goal has lost the freedom and freedom that I had when I was addicted to living as a subsistence household.
Sure enough, people who have been in the military for too long tend to quietly lose their ability to socialize?
It may be that there are too many things that I really want to do, but the entry point is too difficult, which leads to this kind of psychological fluctuation that is not suitable for me.
Chen Feng thought about it carefully and realized that he had experienced too much.
Although his time in the army was only a little over five years, which seemed very short, less than one-third of Ding Hu's time, he had experienced more wars and lost more comrades than anyone else in the world.
Chen Feng looked at his vacation time limit, and there were still two full days left.
He was not in a hurry to go back, and planned to spend some time casually in the capital city of Shu, reading books, watching movies and listening to music to entertain himself.
After all, songs still have to be copied.
This time, let’s do more love songs.
While there are still some finished products from the 23rd century to the end of the 25th century, and love songs have not completely died out, it is time to pay attention to this artistic style.
Otherwise, if he tries to get rid of it next time and let love songs disappear from the stage of history early and completely, and never come back again, he can't really go out of his way to write classic love songs himself.
He first found an outdoor teahouse and ordered a cup of Sichuan specialty, authentic and natural Emei Bamboo Leaf Green.
Purely natural products may not taste as good as those created by synthetic devices, but sometimes the shortcomings themselves are a style.
Things that are too perfect will give people an unreal quality.
The anthropomorphic service robot brought him tea. Chen Feng snapped his fingers, and the robot immediately went to the synthesizer inside and took out a paper book.
Chen Feng opened it gently.
This book should be read carefully.
On a sunny afternoon, wouldn't it be nice to curl up under a parasol, sip good tea, hold a book in your hands, and smell the fragrance of ink?
This is a biography of this century, called "Feng Lei", written in the early 25th century. It is a rare classic science fiction love story in this millennium. Its status in the history of literature and art is comparable to "Romeo and Juliet", "Liang Shanbo" "With Zhu Yingtai" is also known as the last classic of love-themed literary and artistic works.
The story tells a touching story of two young people who met in their late teens at the beginning of the 21st century, and then got to know each other and stay together through the reincarnation of time and space.
Well, I’m talking about him and Zhong Lei.
But after all, it is not a history book. Part of it is based on reality, and the other part is the artistic processing of the creator's self-expression.
In the first sentence of the preface, the author makes a clarification.
"This story is based on the life stories of Master Chen Feng and Master Zhong Lei, but it also contains my own artistic processing and creation. Please do not over-interpret it. Please forgive me if it offends."
The reason why Chen Feng became interested in this book was that the science fiction plot based on "reality" developed by this wild-minded author and involving the paradox of time and space inexplicably fit part of his own reality.
"Feng Lei" provides a "biased interpretation" full of idealism on Master Chen Feng's talent.
The author believes that Master Chen Feng has the ability to "steal" knowledge across time and space in dreams.
Master Chen Feng saw the doomsday a thousand years later in his "dream" and decided to fight hard.
After that, Master Chen Feng went to the future again and again to see the future, and then changed the future, and began to quietly lead the times, influence Master Zhong Lei's ideas, and constantly stimulate Master Zhong Lei's creative ability.
The author invented four timelines. In these four timelines, Master Zhong Lei spent a long time in his life to create "Morning Wind", leaving behind this masterpiece that can change the times.
It took Master Zhong Lei seventy-seven years to compose "Morning Wind" for the first time...
She kept moving forward, until the last time, it only took her nineteen years...
In "Feng Lei", Master Chen Feng once had low self-esteem, was full of guilt, and even almost collapsed.
Until one day, he finally couldn't bear the pressure and confessed to the other five members of the Salvation Army, and he got forgiveness from Master Zhong Lei.
Only then did Master Chen Feng truly believe that he was not an emotional liar. Only then did he break his inferiority complex and realize that what Zhong Lei gave him was true love.
In this science fiction book, the author conducts an in-depth study of Chen Feng's fate. He analyzes Master Chen Feng's life with purely artistic creative thinking, and uses the paradox of time and space to explain many of Master Chen Feng's achievements that ordinary people cannot explain.
He even bravely wrote down the 25th of every month as Master Chen Feng's "dream" time in his bold conjecture. The reason is that after this day of every month, Master Chen Feng's creative ability will increase explosively.
So the day of the 25th must be very special to Master.
This person even guessed that after May 2020, Master Chen Feng lost the ability to travel through time and space in his dreams.
It has to be said that if the concept of time travel had not been broken through, this book should not be called science fiction at all, but should be called documentary.
Three hours later, Chen Feng put down the book.
His eyes were slightly red.
This author is really a genius. He designed so many touching lines for him that he himself was completely immersed in them.
It’s really a special feeling to experience your own love from other people’s stories.
What's even more amazing is that the author of "Feng Lei" was completely unaware and relied purely on imagination to come up with a "science fiction story" that was very close to the truth, with only some differences in time points and details.
But the logic is self-consistent, and the treatment is more beautiful and touching.
After artistic processing, these similar coincidences are depicted to be both sad and touching, which is really higher than reality.
Someone really can do it!
Chen Feng lamented that the artist's creative thinking is truly incredible.
Thousands of years are too long, and too many individuals with independent thinking have been born. The probability of some small-probability coincidences occurring based on infinitely large samples has been continuously increased.
Eight timelines later, when Chen Feng's social status in the 21st century reached a certain level and the personal mark left behind reached a certain level, he was finally exposed by others with "fictional stories" that were both coincidental and inevitable.
Life.
Of course, "Feng Lei" is not perfect, because the original author skipped the war in the thirty-first century.
After all, people at the beginning of the 25th century still cannot exhaust their imagination and perfectly grasp what the end of civilization will be like in the 31st century.
The original author would never have imagined that Master Chen Feng was not following the path of dreams.
He truly lived in the thirty-first century, and here he had an unforgettable love that contained both the hope of life and the despair of death.
In short, the original author exploited his strengths and avoided weaknesses and only focused on the 21st century, which was a pretty good job.
While Chen Feng was reading this book, thousands of kilometers away in the Snowy Mountain Base, Tang Tianxin was also reading "Feng Lei".
The two of them put down their books almost in unison.
Chen Feng was filled with emotions here, while Tang Tianxin looked at Chen Feng with reddish eyes through the projection screen, chewing the taste in his heart.
He is indeed a very traditional person.
He is also very complicated. He has a terrifying fighting spirit that can fight to the last drop of blood in a simulated battle, but he also gets red-eyed in a book.
Tang Tianxin fiddled with his long hair with his fingers, slightly confused.
Does his will come from this "fragile" emotion that is easily triggered?
If a person sheds tears because of his own death during the war, is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Will I abandon my sense of responsibility for civilization and my mission to die for him?
Will he also abandon his sense of responsibility and die for me?
Is this good or bad?
Is this love?
To be continued...