"What do you think faith is?" the president asked over the phone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Graccio pondered and said into the phone: "Faith? America is my faith." War is my faith, and America's victory in war is my faith. ”

"He wants eight people who can proselytize the faith, can I consider you one of the eight?" said the president.

Gracho: "If it's for the United States, I think it's my duty." ”

"No, if you go. I'm really scared I'm going to start Star Wars in a few words. The president shook his head and said helplessly.

"And what do you think of as faith, President?" asked Gracho.

The president smiled wryly and said, "I don't know, tomorrow there will be a United Nations meeting." I think other countries already know about this alien thing. ”

The president turned off the phone, and Graccio looked at the spaceship above with a solemn face.

"Faith?" Graccio blurted out.

"General, are we going to stand by or retreat?" said the soldier on the side.

"Retreat, the rest is left to the president. Gracho said.

Early the next morning, in the president's office.

One hundred and ninety-four monitors are densely packed with people.

The monitors are large and small, densely packed in front of the president.

The largest is one meter long and wide, with only six pieces.

The smallest one is only the size of a palm, and more than a dozen pieces are like this.

There is a flag in the upper right corner of each monitor.

And the president sat up in his seat and said, "You already know this, right?"

The people in the monitors nodded their heads, and in these 194 monitors were the presidents of various countries.

One hundred and ninety-three Member States of the United Nations, two observer States.

At this time the discussion is on Twitter.

In the headset of simultaneous interpretation, the interpreter kept paying attention to what the president was hearing.

But half of what is said is meaningless, and many are selling their own country's faith.

It wasn't until the president of the United States impatiently slapped the table that everyone fell silent.

"There are so many religions in each of your countries, if you really go to mission. It's too much to make eight, how can I make up enough?" said the American president helplessly.

After listening to this, the countries began to chatter again.

The President of the United States said lightly: "No matter how different your opinions are, the requirement now is to find eight people." And what are you talking about here? Which one of you has even a little effect. This is happening in the United States, so I'll make my own decisions. ”

After everyone listened to the words of the President of the United States, the next moment the twitter came out again.

The helpless president of the United States cut off the video connection, and then took off the headphones of the simultaneous interpreter and kept tapping the table.

With so many people, they can only discuss the culture of their own country.

What is needed now are missionary teachers, not missionary sacrifices.

The President of the United States pressed the button to click on the phone.

"Call in a couple of cultural teachers. The president said.

Twenty minutes later, three professors walked in.

"After reading this, I want to hear from you. "The president of the United States threw a document with a picture of an alien man posted on it.

The three professors opened the documents and looked at them for a long time, but none of them spoke.

"What do you guys think. Said the President of the United States.

The younger of the three professors said: "He said that this is not the first time that these aliens have come to Earth. And according to what he said, we are always reincarnated. In fact, it will not have any impact on anyone, isn't that the truth? ”

The president was stunned for a moment, looked at the professor and said, "Then what kind of person do you think you can give him?" ”

"I think that according to normal logic, he must be given an expert in various faiths. For example, priests, monks, witches, Taoist priests, prophets, and representatives of various sects. The professor said.

Another professor took over and said, "Scientists, prophets, theologians, athletes, cooks, and other representatives of human development don't have to give theology. ”

"Then it might as well be given to him, prisoners, neurotics, split personalities, depression, Alzheimer's and mentally retarded. Let them do their own research. The third professor took over the first two and said.

Silence and silence.

"Isn't it, giving to anyone doesn't have an impact on the world?" said the president.

The three professors looked at each other and nodded.

The Prime Minister waved his hand, and the three professors walked down.

The next day, the United States closed its borders.

All the troops were assigned to the borders of fifty-six states in the United States.

People who did not have a U.S. hukou were forcibly removed from the country, and Americans were not allowed to return to their home countries.

The landed airliner was asked to forcibly turn back, cutting off all contact.

Gracho asked three times when he received the task.

After receiving a 100 percent reply, the United States closed the country.

The president began broadcasting on every channel through television.

Exaggerate things and show them off.

After an impassioned remark, the president coughed and said, "Our time will be in infinite cycles, and we will be trapped in this infinite cycle." But now there is an opportunity, but the United States has this one opportunity. At twelve o'clock at noon today, every real-name phone can receive a text message, eight places. Escape Earth to the Bright Star in exchange for a different ending. After the president said this, the whole of America was boiling.

The president wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the camera in front of the television, "Was this speech a success?"

The camera gave a thumbs up and said, "Better than your speech when you ran for election." ”

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Everyone held their phones high and waited for the text message to arrive.

There was still a minute left until twelve o'clock.

Fifty seconds, thirty seconds.

Three, two, one second.

All the text messages rang at the same moment.

But the prompt is: "You failed to qualify for this time." ”

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I was a recent graduate, lying in bed reading the newspaper.

Looking for a suitable job, I don't know how many resumes have been submitted.

The text message rang at this time, and I looked at it helplessly.

It reads: "You have obtained the right to go to the Bright Star, please go to your nearest police station or courthouse immediately." ”

I reluctantly threw my phone aside.

I knew that my mother had come up.

"Son, did you receive the text message? Although it must have been asked in vain, I still want to know. After all, there are only eight places for so many people. Mom said and opened the door.

"What?" I looked at helplessly, Mom.

"There are only eight places for the president to go to the Bright Star that the aliens want, and I don't know who has the luck. Mom said.

"Mom, are you stupid watching TV dramas?" I got up and looked at my mother.

Mom came over with her phone and said, "It's just a text message." ”

I glanced at the text message and then shuddered.

He took out his mobile phone from the bed, looked at it carefully, and said to his mother, "There are only eight places?"

"What's the matter, silly son, you're not going to be hit, are you? Mom leaned over and glanced at the screen, then stood beside me in a daze.

The nearest police station to my house, I rushed in.

Holding a mobile phone held high in front of every police officer on duty.

That is, until a police officer called to confirm and nodded his head.

Half an hour later, an elongated Lincoln appeared in front of the police station.

I was put in the car under my mother's watchful eye.

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