As a science fiction magazine editor, Mr. Orange has read countless science fiction novels.

Among these science fiction novels, there are two classic themes, interstellar travel and life intelligence.

Novels of these two genres will have links to realistic themes, but the themes should be easy to distinguish.

Back to science fiction.

Why Mr. Orange loves science fiction.

Because science fiction is based on a central premise of science, to build a complete world, and then to see what happens.

At this time, there is a shift in perspective, which brings the reader into a new context, so as to challenge some pre-existing concepts in the reader's mind under the premise of impossibility, or from an impossible perspective, so that the reader can get a new measure of things, just like Hebo saw the sea, and the frog sitting in the well and watching the sky jumped out of the dry well.

Mr. Orange feels that this is the irreplaceable role of science fiction.

It's also the charm of science fiction.

Take "Dandelion Girl", which was made into a big demon MV based on Jiang Yang's creativity, ordinary audiences may be watching love, but for Mr. Orange, a sci-fi fan, the fascination lies in the fact that love is the equivalent of "logic" in the MV.

Under the setting of this MV crossing, many logical presumes may be that the male protagonist does not love the female protagonist.

The chicken thief in this MV covers all the logical lines of the chicken thief, but does not give the audience an answer.

Therefore, the cool point of science fiction lies in the setting.

This is also the point where Mr. Orange thinks that Sister Chen confuses realistic themes with science fiction.

Of course, it's not that he hasn't read science fiction novels based on reality, but he won't be confused with realistic novels.

Regarding Mr. Orange's question, Sister Chen asked Mr. Orange to wait for Susan to contact him.

"Then there will be an answer."

Sister Chen didn't forget to distinguish herself in the group, "It's still Jiangyang's pot, I really don't blame me-"

Li Qingning: "Hey, his wife is here." ”

"Okay."

Sister Chen canceled this, "It's quite short-sighted." ”

"That's it."

Li Qingning looked at the score, "My husband." ”

Sister Chen shook her head and looked at the time, "Jiang Yang hasn't come yet?" ”

However, the aftermath of summer is still there, so it's not too early for nightfall, and the sun is just right outside.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yang pushed the door in, "Wife, I miss you-"

He and Zhou Hao spent an afternoon playing a new game set in a medieval witch.

The game is quite fun, except that the character is prone to breaking his legs, which is not much better than the witcher who likes to play on unicorns.

As for the plot, it is a very old-fashioned story of a warrior saving the princess, the princess was captured by a wizard, and the warrior will meet a lot of witches on the way to save - the plot planning of this game is too conservative, and I don't realize the importance of witches at all.

After pushing the door in, Jiang Yang was embarrassed when he saw Sister Chen.

"Whether your wife misses you or not, I don't know, but there are many people who talk about you today." Sister Chen stood up, "I'm leaving, so I'm not going to be a light bulb here." ”

Li Qingning and Jiang Yang said goodbye to her.

After Sister Chen left, Li Qingning: "How many cans of Coke did you drink today?" ”

"Just a can."

Jiang Yang stood behind Li Qingning, hugged her from behind, put his head on her shoulder, looked at the score she wrote, he couldn't understand anything, he saw that a symbol was not on the score, "Is this their mother?" ”

"Huh?"

Li Qingning didn't understand.

Jiang Yang: "It's outrageous." ”

Li Qingning rolled her eyes and smiled, not because this cold joke was funny enough, but Jiang Yang, who said the cold joke, made her laugh, "You are outrageous", she tapped Jiang Yang's forehead with a pen, and handed him a bag of dried fruits, "You go to the side to rest for a while, and after we are done, we will go to eat." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Yang took it, and then kissed her, her mouth was ruddy, and Jiang Yang wanted to finish it.

"Alright."

Li Qingning patted him on the back.

Jiang Yang sat down on the sofa unsatisfied, and Li Qingning reminded him: "Drink more water and rest your eyes." ”

"Oh."

Jiang Yang agreed, poured a glass of water for Li Qingning, and made a glass of water himself.

He'd have to relax his eyes.

He and Zhou Hao played games all afternoon, and now his eyes are very uncomfortable, dry as if they have sand in their eyes, and it is very uncomfortable to rub against them. He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. Now it is dusk, there is still afterglow above the tall building, it is dark below, the lights are lit, the car lights are like a stream, the green light is full of tourists, the footsteps are hurried, I don't know how many people are running to happiness, how many people are facing parting. And if you look up into the distance, the sunset is among the tall buildings, with a charming poignant.

“…… I can't finish singing a song, I'm tired and I still have dark circles under my eyes, the world of feelings is inevitably hurt, and no matter how beautiful the dusk is, it will be dark at night...... The horizon of dusk draws a parting, and love enters the eternal night......"

Li Qingning stopped writing.

She raised her head helplessly, it was really time to hear this song, she looked at Jiang Yang in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, one leg forward, making a defensive posture, and then carefully looked at the scenery outside, chuckled, picked up the water glass and took a sip.

She also looked out the window.

The autumn sunset is beautiful, and high in the sky, under the blue, leaves a beautiful red.

This song is also quite interesting.

It's really like dusk, there is no noise of day, there is no silence in the night, only the poignancy of dusk.

Its electric guitar, its chords –

Li Qingning let himself stop, the old mistake was made, and once he did music theory analysis, he lost the fun of listening to songs.

She listened to it again.

Jiang Yang couldn't hear it by himself, and he didn't watch it after watching it for a while, so the song only rang once, Jiang Yang went to find a lollipop, and then went to fiddle with Lego.

Li Qingning lowered her head to work, and suddenly had some doubts about the interlude to use, so she thought it would be better to listen to it directly, so she hummed a prelude lightly.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yang raised his head, a little familiar, but he didn't think of anything.

Li Qingning got what he wanted, "My own record player is quite easy to use." She thought.

The office fell silent.

On Jiang Yang's miniature, playing with Lego may seem naïve to outsiders, but the game he enjoys himself is just like the story he still played in junior high school, holding playing cards with his left and right hands.

But—

It's no better than ever.

At that time, I couldn't eat soft rice, and if I wanted to buy a good figure, I had to be prepared for my mother to beat and my dad to watch the excitement, and I bought it from my own festive clothes, and I had no human rights to be a son, so it was better to be a husband-

While the office was quiet and Jiang Yang was enjoying himself, Mr. Orange was beating his chest and looking forward to it.

Although Sister Chen can confuse realistic themes with science fiction, this has aroused Mr. Orange's curiosity, and he is really curious about this novel. As for the quality or something, he wasn't too worried.

Very simple.

Since the MV was filmed, and Sister Chen said that this was Jiang Yang's text idea, Mr. Orange knew that if this guy wrote a science fiction novel, there was a high probability that he would succeed, so he wanted to tie up Jiang Yang at that time and lock him up in a small black house to customize science fiction texts It was not a joke.

His confidence comes from the creativity of the Great Demon King MV.

This idea is as the former said, in the science fiction setting, it covers a lot of logical lines, love and not love, love the current wife or the original wife, etc., these logic lines are compressed in a MV, and it is reasonable to think along the logical line of the science fiction setting, to be honest, this kind of skill is not to mention the level of science fiction masters, and it has to be written by people who are quite accomplished in science fiction.

So—

Mr. Orange's heart aches right now, just like a gorilla.