"Smack"

A drop of rain hit the glass on the side of the bed, and it was raining outside. At this time, it was still dark, of course Wu Jin didn't wake up, he just wrapped the thin quilt hard.

"Whoa......

The rain is getting heavier.

"Boom"

There was thunder, this was the first rain of this spring, and it was also the first thunder of spring. The rain curtain made the University of Science and Technology in the suburbs blurry and shaky, making some old houses in the neighborhood more and more desolate.

It was also this thunder that woke Wu Jin up from his sleep, slowly opened his eyes, and turned on the bedside lamp. Sitting up straight, ignoring the coolness that went straight into the bone marrow, looking at the swaying car lights in the night, Wu Jin's thin and delicate face was a little deep under the faint yellow light, and there was a strong desire in his eyes. He really wants to write about this society, the bottom of this society.

Since that day, Wu Jin has simplified the story of "Dumb House" every day, and then posted it on Weibo. In fact, Wujin only took a small amount of time to complete these every day. So he's been thinking about it a lot lately. It was only on this rainy morning, on the first rainy day of spring, that he made his final decision.

Now that he was up, he didn't want to sleep anymore. And you have to think about which book to choose. Although the book "Alive" is very good, it is a bit out of place for the era, and it is too profound for his age. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to write "Beijing Folding".

This is a novella science fiction novella, with just over 20,000 words. The writing is not beautiful enough, the story is not smooth, and some people even criticized it as a soft 20,000-word speech, but it won the Hugo Award on August 21, 2016. It is because it alludes to a certain social reality.

"Beijing Folding" sets up three worlds that fold with each other, metaphorically for the upper class, the middle class and the lower class. The magnificence of the double folding of space and time at the scale of the city reflects the deep anxiety of people in contemporary society about the trend of class separation.

The book is written in the form of science fiction as an allegory of the modern city, and is a serious reflection on the rigid class segregation and the disparity between the rich and the poor in the process of China's urbanization. "Beijing Folding" is not so much science fiction as a social metaphor in the cloak of science fiction: the top level controls the rules, the middle level works at a high pace, and the poor at the bottom will no longer even have the value of being exploited.

After thinking about it, Wu Jin put on his clothes, got out of bed and went into the kitchen, and went to make breakfast for himself and Guo Zi.

After breakfast, Wu Jin posted a message on Weibo.

"Brothers, the other day I got up early to look at the city at five o'clock, it was still dark, the roosters had not crowed, everyone should still be asleep, but there were still some people, they got up at five o'clock in the morning to work. There were sanitation workers, there were taxi drivers, and so many more that I didn't know. I felt that I should write a book to record them, to commemorate them, to depict the bottom of this society. I decided this morning that I was going to write a novel that focused on society. The name has been decided, it will be called "Beijing Folding", I hope everyone can like it. Of course, please relax, I will also persevere in the writing of "Dumb House". ”

"Beijing Folding"

One

At 4:50 in the morning, Lao Dao walked through the bustling pedestrian street to find Peng Li.

After getting off work from the garbage station, Lao Dao went home to take a shower and change his clothes. White shirt and brown trousers, the only decent outfit he had, the cuffs of the shirt were fried, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows.

…………”

With mixed feelings, Wu Jin sent the first chapter of "Beijing Folding" out.

As soon as it was sent out, many people clicked on it, they were reading it seriously, and they thought that this should be a very good novel, first, they felt that the beginning was very good, and second, they felt that Wujin would not disappoint them, and felt that the novel he wrote would definitely be successful. This is the worship of idolatry among young people.

"It looks like Wu Da is going to write a novel about the real society, worship and worship. "Some people have already started their dog licking careers.

"I believe in Wu Dada's talent very much, but after all, he is still young, he is still in the ivory tower of the university, and he has not enough experience. Someone was worried about Wu Jin.

"Whatever, it's a book written by Wu Da anyway, I must read it carefully. Even if he doesn't write well, I support him. Aren't young people just about challenging themselves?"

"Yes, the brother upstairs said well, if Wu Da didn't dare to write "The Legend of Wukong" at the beginning, where is the current Dada, where is the current us. So, we have to believe in great talent. ”

"Big, come on, I believe in you, you can. "Someone cheered it on.

"Hmph, at his age, it's great to write a piece of youth literature, do you really expect him to write anything profound?" Of course, these are just the words of a few keyboard warriors, and they are quickly drowned out.

Wu Jin read the comments and uploaded the story of "Dumb House" to Weibo. Then he quit and closed the computer.

"Jinzi, you said that you are only twenty years old, and I am eighteen years old, you just lived two years longer than me, why are you so powerful?" Guo Zi pinched Wu Jin's face and said blankly.

"Hehe, because I have a high IQ and high emotional intelligence, because I am a genius, because I observe life carefully, because I have a deep love for this land, you don't understand the world of genius. "Of course, Wu Jin can't let go of this good opportunity to pretend to be forced, the so-called people don't pretend to be teenagers.

"Are you saying I'm stupid, that I'm low-IQ, that I'm too careless?"

When women feel hurt, they use what they do best, messing around and reversing black and white. They don't care what you say, they don't care if your explanation is reasonable, they just care what they think in their hearts.

For example, as long as she thinks you are cheating, then you must be cheating, no matter what you say or how you prove your innocence, they will never believe it. Because they don't rely on evidence, they don't rely on facts, they have a sixth sense that gives them a strong sense of confidence.

Therefore, Wu Jin will never follow her words to justify anything, but turn the comparison between the two people into a comparison with society.

"No, I'm not talking about you, I'm just talking about the whole world. "Wu Jin thinks he is very witty and smart.

Obviously, Wu Jin, who lacked emotional intelligence in his previous life, is unlikely to change much in this life. Naturally, he was beaten violently by Guo Zi on the sofa.