Rose's arrogance, Zhuang Yan had already been mentally prepared, so he didn't think so, he said with a smile: "Beautiful Miss Rose, I have no ill will towards you." ”

Rose was a little surprised, "What do you call me?" Rose?"

"Yes, roses, in my hometown, there are many flowers like you, and they are called roses. Zhuang Yan said.

Rose was a little annoyed, "No, I'm a unique flower, not a rose." ”

Zhuang Yan didn't raise the bar with her, and said with a smile, "Well, it may be that I was wrong, but you are as beautiful as them." ”

This was a good thing for Rose, and she laughed, "I'm more beautiful than they are!"

With her laughter, Zhuang Yan saw her body tremble, I don't know if it was because of the wind or what, anyway, Zhuang Yan immediately thought of a word in his mind - flowers and branches trembling.

After only saying two words, Zhuang Yan basically figured out Rose's temperament, she was just a tsundere and impolite little girl.

After a couple of praises on her, she stopped saying anything like "damn bugs", but she began to complain to Solemn again that the planet was too cold at night, and that the little prince didn't take good care of her.

Zhuang Yan chatted with her with or without a match, of course he didn't like to talk to such a self-made rose about some unnutritious days, but after so many dreams, this was the first time he could talk to the characters in the dream, so even though he didn't like it very much, he still felt a little novel.

In the middle of the night, Rose suddenly yawned: "I'm going to sleep, worm, I tell you, don't stay with me while I'm sleeping, you go now." ”

Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes, he didn't expect a rose to sleep. He looked up at Rose, who didn't speak again, and couldn't see any difference between her, he didn't know what the difference was between Rose sleeping and not sleeping.

After looking at it for a while, Rose suddenly spoke again, "Why don't you leave." ”

Zhuang Yan was startled, spread his wings and flew away.

Later, during the day, Rose did not tell the little prince about a bug, and the little prince did not pay attention to Zhuang Yan.

Later, Zhuang Yan watched the little prince fall out with Rose and leave the planet.

When the little prince left, Zhuang Yan lay on the leaves of the rose, looked at the little prince who was about to fly away, and asked the rose: "Aren't you sad? You love him, but he wants to leave you." ”

"Why should I be sad, I am the most unique flower in this universe, I don't need to be sad. Rose said.

"Oh. Zhuang Yan nodded and said with a smile: "Then you take care of yourself in the future." ”

"Huh?"

The rose didn't react for a while, and saw Zhuang Yan spread her wings and flew in the direction where the little prince flew away.

And Zhuang Yan, who flew away, seemed to hear the sobbing of roses, "Even the worms don't want me anymore!"

……

Zhuang Yan wasted the boss's strength to fly to the little prince, probably because in the air, the little prince didn't notice that there was a bug hidden in the folds of his clothes.

In this way, Zhuang Yan became an insect drifting in the universe, and he followed the little prince through many planets, meeting the proud king and the man who loved vanity.

He saw the philosopher-like serpent, and spent some time with the little prince and the untamed fox.

Finally, when the little prince walked into the desert, Zhuang Yan saw the plane that landed and the pilot who slept on it.

To be honest, looking at that plane now, Zhuang Yan had a feeling of time and space confusion, because logically speaking, the current plane should be himself.

However, Zhuang Yan was just about to fly to the side of the plane, and his consciousness was blurred again.

When he came to his senses again, he saw a bald old man in front of him, looking at him expectantly.

"Would you like to hear me tell you my story?"

"What's the story?" Zhuang Yan asked subconsciously.

The old man smiled and put on an old-fashioned flying cap and said, "The story about the little prince ......"

When Zhuang Yan woke up, it was exactly seven o'clock in the morning.

Last night's dream was surprisingly long, originally "The Little Prince" was only a very short book, but in the dream it became a grand adventure.

He first became an airplane, watching the pilot and the little prince, then an insect, accompanying the little prince through the universe, and finally, he became a child and listened to Antoine tell him a story.

Yes, in the last stage of the dream, Zhuang Yan finally knew what the pilot's name was.

In fact, the last dream, the old man's dictation, is the original text of the little prince.

If Zhuang Yan wants to copy it, he just needs to follow the old man's dictation.

However, Zhuang Yan did not decide whether to write according to the original book for the time being, and everything that the little prince experienced had a more real feeling.

He even felt that he knew the Little Prince better than the Little Prince, and he could have expanded "The Little Prince" and written it as a long fairy tale.

That's right, it's a fairy tale.

The original book is actually not a fairy tale, because what it wants to express is obviously not for children. On the contrary, this book is the Bible of literary and artistic youth, and every literary and artistic young man can find his own shadow in the little prince, because the little prince himself is a natural literary youth.

And the author Antoine's writing technique is also a proper literary youth style, with all kinds of beautiful, concise, and philosophical sentences, like hot chicken soup, which will go down and be comfortable throughout.

And if Zhuang Yan changes this style of storytelling and focuses on describing in detail what the little prince has experienced, the book will completely lose the literary youth style, and turn into a long fairy tale integrating various elements of science fiction, literature and art, adventure, and love.

One of the benefits of this is that the little ones will love it. But again, it will no longer have the status of the previous life with the adult reader.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Yan was going to write two versions, the first version was the original version, which was completely dictated by Antoine. The other version is a completely written story of the little prince, written from his encounter with the rose until he finally leaves the earth.

The first version was prepared by Zhuang Yan for literary and artistic youth, and the second version was prepared by Zhuang Yan for those children.

This time, he's ready to curry favor with both sides.