Chapter 362: Poisoning

"Wife, my chest hurts!"

Mr. Orange clutched his chest and looked at Mrs. Orange pitifully.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Mrs. Orange helped him smooth out, "Ming'er, I saw Sister Chen, look at me and talk about her, what kind of eyes." ”

"Yes."

Mr. Orange is also happy for himself.

"Get out!"

Mrs. Orange told him to fuck off, and his underwear made his hands stretch wide.

"I'm not angry."

Mr. Orange has a very reason, at this moment, Sister Chen came to the news in the group, Mr. Orange swooped out his hand and turned on his phone.

Mrs. Orange: ......

What is important in his heart, he can see at once,

Mrs. Orange gave him a kick in hate.

Mr. Orange was already sitting on the edge of the sofa, and this foot sat directly on the ground.

"Ahh

Mr. Orange's tail bone hurts.

Mrs. Orange hurriedly asked, "Are you alright?" ”

Mr. Orange waved his hand, it was estimated that it would be fine after a while, he read the news in the group first, Sister Chen said in the group that she had contacted Susan, and Susan would contact him immediately, how to say it, Susan now also urgently needs a circle of people to proofread.

Susan invited a lot of people today, either in a car accident, or in surgery, and one had cataracts.

It's really-

Susan was too embarrassed to call the next person, and just when Mr. Orange came to the door, she was welcome. Soon after Mr. Orange received the news from Sister Chen, Susan contacted Mr. Orange.

After they had agreed, Susan sent Mr. Orange a work email the next morning, just after going to work.

As for Mr. Orange -

He also arrived at the company early.

He soaked the wolfberries for himself, prepared oranges and snacks, rubbed his tail bones and sat down.

This tail bone is really weird, just the height of the sofa dropping, even now there is a faint pain, this is not felt at home, sitting on the chair, I feel a little pain, especially for him who is planning to concentrate on reading the novel, this feels like watching a movie, but someone outside the door may push the door in at any time, it is difficult to invest.

"Hey."

Mr. Orange sighed, his own wife kicked it, and later atoned, what else can he do.

He came early, and his colleagues came in one after another.

The colleague sitting opposite him is a recent member of the magazine, his subordinate and apprentice, he is very handsome, his face is very white, he looks like a little white face, no wonder he rubs his wolfberry every day to drink, but he is okay, he knows to buy him oranges.

The little white-faced colleague saw the orange and supported his waist: "Master, you won't be a big loss, right?" ”

"Fuck off!"

Mr. Orange was not angry, and was just about to teach this kid a lesson, when his mailbox rang and the manuscript came.

"I'm here to write it."

Mr. Orange reminds him that the subtext is to ask his colleagues not to disturb him for the time being.

The white-faced colleague gestured with a knowing gesture.

Mr. Orange is different from Sister Chen, he took the vaccination in advance, knowing that this is a science fiction novel, but when he read the first chapter, Mr. Orange was still shocked, he thought that the realistic theme should at least be a little bit close to technology. But he saw a sick rural teacher directly, and then portrayed the ignorance and ignorance of the countryside-

This is all too realistic.

Mr. Orange doesn't see any trace of science fiction.

This is really not to blame Sister Chen, if he receives this manuscript, if he is not patient, he may be killed, this is a science fiction magazine, not a literary magazine. But one thing to say, this reality is not badly portrayed.

Mr. Orange was thinking about it, turning to the second chapter, and the interstellar war was coming.

"Wow!"

Mr. Orange couldn't help but be surprised.

The little white-faced colleague looked up at him, saw that he was fascinated, and didn't say anything.

Mr. Orange really couldn't imagine that the sci-fi he wanted came so unexpectedly, and he just threw his face.

This is inevitably too unmartial arts.

But—

Cool!

The big scene of this time and space jump, the description of this fleet, the description of sub-light cruise, hard! It's like a womanizer trembling when he touches the skin of a beauty, and Mr. Orange feels comfortable when he looks at this description.

This is also the reason why he likes hard sci-fi.

Although the division between the silicon-based empire and the carbon-based federation is a bit too arbitrary.

However, this battle is really well depicted!

Then, it's time for the third chapter—

Mr. Orange's blood is getting colder, but to be honest, even so, he can't feel the pain in his tail bones, which shows his dedication.

Now this novel makes him look tall and hard.

By the time of the fourth chapter, Mr. Orange was happy again, and the 3C-level test questions made him start to think about what kind of civilization the 3C-level was, and at the same time, the description of the singularity bomb also made him feel cool. Then the teacher died, and the students were picked -

The coolness is still there.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Mr. Orange is in shock.

It's a novel that's a perfect fit for why he loves science fiction, which is to challenge certain preconceived notions in the reader's mind under the premise of the impossible, or from the perspective of the impossible.

The novel's isn't about the interstellar war between two super-civilizations — which certainly looks cool;

It's not the teacher who died after doing his best, which is of course very moving, but there are countless articles and poems praising the teacher since childhood, and people's hearts have already become numb.

The great thing about this book is the combination of the two, looking at the role of teachers in civilization as a whole from the perspective of interstellar warfare. Again, it's challenging the reader's notion of the impossible—you think teachers are great, no, greater.

Of course, what moved Mr. Orange the most was -

"They will live and reap the meager but real hope of this ancient and barren land."

"Okay."

Mr. Orange was amazed.

This novel is sensational, and there is exaggerated knowledge to change fate, but the incitement is reasonable, and the change is also reasonable. Whether science fiction is good or not is here, based on a scientific setting, from an impossible perspective, to tell a logical story.

"Okay!"

Mr. Orange couldn't help but stand up, paced back and forth, and patted the shoulder of his little white-faced colleague, "Good! ”

The little white-faced colleague was surprised, since he joined the magazine until now, he had never seen Master so excited.

Then, he became curious again, "Master, what a good manuscript, let you praise it so much, let me also take a look, it won't be Teacher Ke Huan's manuscript, right?" ”

"It's different."

Mr. Orange waved his hand, Mr. Ke Huan likes to play with the setting, and the setting of this manuscript is a big coincidence.

He said proudly: "This is Jiang Yang's manuscript. ”

From now on, this science fiction will also have Jiang Yang's name.

"Jiang Yang?"

The little white-faced colleague thought for a while, and suddenly a clever one, "That Jiang Yang?!" ”

The legendary identity of Jiang Yang amazed this little white-faced colleague, the husband of the big demon king, to be honest, as an editor, although Jiang Yang has published a lot of bestsellers, what amazes him the most is hearing this rumor.

He can't afford to be jealous, that's the Great Demon King.

Too cowhide!

I really want to know how handsome the big devil's husband is more than him.

But—

The little white-faced colleague: "Master, do you still have the manuscript of the big demon king's husband?"

Mr. Orange's face froze, and then how much praise he had just made, and how much chagrin he had now.

"Sister Chen, Sister Chen, my Sister Chen, I hate you", he took out his mobile phone, and sent his voice directly in the group, "Sister Chen, I hate you to death, see you at Lao Liu's B&B at noon today, I'm in for a treat!" Lao Liu, get ready for a big meal! ”

Little white-faced colleague: "Master, it's not advisable to poison you." ”

Mr. Orange is poisonous, and he is still waiting for Sister Chen to report in the future.

My full attendance, I caught up.

(End of chapter)