Lin Canghai heard his daughter's voice and subconsciously wanted to hide the booklet in his hand, but Lin still had already reached behind him and could not hide it. He was anxious and immediately stuffed the booklet he had placed between the two into his wife's arms. Then he turned his head and replied calmly: "What's the matter... Your mother is reading the novel written by Zhang Yang."

Lin Yiran wrinkled his nose like a rescue dog. He wanted to hold back his laughter, but failed, so he tried to control himself not to laugh too arrogantly. He nodded and said "Oh", walked to the back of the sofa, bent over and leaned over to Su Hui, "Mom, how about it, is it good-looking?"

Su Hui glanced at Lin Canghai in a faint way, and handed over a look of "You are so brave now" without leaving any trace. He nodded slightly and said, "It's well written. I saw it now since I finished the meal."

"Dad, did you hear it?"

Lin Yiran suddenly became happy and wanted to turn over from the back of the sofa. Su Hui knocked her head angrily. Lin Yiran covered her head and walked around, sat down next to her mother, and said with a smile: "I also thought science fiction was difficult to write at first. If he hadn't been looking for professors from various majors in the school these days..."

Su Hui felt a little familiar when she listened to her daughter's words. She remembered that it was a year ago when Zhang Yang's mother said before the start of high school in her third year: "At the beginning, his father and I didn't believe it, and even showed us the draft he made..."

How long has it been?

How long has it been!!

Lin Yiran talked about Zhang Yang's psychological journey after he said he wanted to write "The Three-Body Problem" and Zhang Yang's hard work. Seeing that his parents didn't say anything, he smiled and leaned over to look, "Where did you see?"

Lin Canghai said: "What "you" is your mother who sees it alone."

Lin Yiran continued to ask: "Have you finished reading?"

"No."

Su Hui glanced at Lin Canghai, opened the book and continued to look down. Lin Canghai looked at his wife, then looked at his daughter-in-law, and stood up, "I'm going upstairs."

Lin Yiran asked: "Dad, don't you watch it?"

"Look at it when you have time."

Lin Canghai shook his head and was about to leave. Lin Yiran quickly went over and grabbed him, grabbed his father's arm and pressed him beside his mother, "Look, I wrote it specifically for you. If I don't read it today, it would not be a birthday gift."

Lin Canghai was about to get up, but Lin Yiran pressed him and said coquettishly: "Oh, I beg you, just watch it, let's watch it with my mother."

Lin Canghai said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I see, I see, you let go first, as such a big man is still like a child."

Lin Yiran smiled and ran to the other side of Su Hui to sit down, poked his head and looked over. Su Hui asked, "Hasn't you seen it?"

"Let me see where you see."

Lin Yiran looked at what her parents saw and saw that it was Wei Cheng telling the past. She was deeply impressed by this passage, especially the sentence Shen Yufei said when she knelt down to worship the Buddha statue: "The Buddha blessed my Lord from the sea of ​​suffering."

When she saw this sentence, she only felt strange. After being interpreted by the elders of the temple, she felt even more shocked. According to Zhang Yang, this is called terrifying thought: "Her master is real."

At this point, the dark lines of the "Three-Body" have gradually become clear. Lin Canghai and Su Hui are both very good at thinking. After a moment of contemplation and looking at each other, Su Hui smiled and said, "The Three-Body Civilization is about to invade the earth, and Shen Yufei is a human traitor... This setting is quite novel."

Lin Canghai really wanted to say "watch the sky in a well", but due to the face of his daughter and the majesty of his wife, he had no nerve to refute, so he had to curl his lips and express his disapproval.

Soon I saw Wang Miao enter the Three-Body Problem game again. In the game, "Newton" came to Qin Shihuang and calculated by forming a "man-lined computer" of 30 million Qin soldiers. Even Lin Canghai's "Ling Yue" felt a lit up.

Su Hui was obviously shocked by this idea, took a light breath and sighed: "How did he think of it?"

Lin Yiran couldn't help but curl up, and was a little proud, but embarrassed to show it. He smiled sweetly: "How could I know... But can this kind of computer be realized?"

Su Hui smiled and said, "It is feasible, but it has no practical value."

Lin Canghai said: "It's not just because it has no practical value, it's too wasteful to treat a person as a bit."

Su Hui smiled and said, "According to the background in the book, don't overestimate the calculation ability of ordinary soldiers."

Lin Canghai said: "Then you can't press the lower limit all of them, right?"

Lin Yiran rolled his eyes and said, "Zhang Yang is writing novels, not business."

Lin Canghai was about to continue criticizing and improving it, but when he heard this, he had to hold back the rest of his words and said, "Continue to watch."

The offline gathering of the "Three-Body Problem" game confirmed the existence of the Three-Body Problem and the invasion of the Earth. Wang Miao's experiences in the game also confirmed this matter.

"The only way out for the Three-Body Civilization is to bet on this universe."

"Fly out of the Three-Body Galaxy, fly to the vast sea of ​​stars, and look for a new world that can be immigrated in the Milky Way!"

After twelve reincarnations, one hundred and ninety-two destruction, rebirth, effort and despair, the Three-Body Civilization finally determined the only direction of survival.

When Wang Miao wanted to log in again and watch the follow-up movements of the Three-Body Civilization, the game reminded that an emergency occurred and directly entered the final scene of the game.

After Lin Canghai and his wife finished reading it, they quickly turned the page and found that... it was gone.

I held my breath in my chest and wanted to hit someone.

He looked at Lin Yiran, Su Hui also looked at his daughter, Lin Yiran looked at her parents, and said innocently: "I only see here. He is working, and I am embarrassed to disturb him."

Lin Canghai took two deep breaths, stood up and said, "It's okay, then wait for him to finish writing."

Lin Yiran smiled and said, "I will help you find him to urge the manuscript."

Lin Canghai said dissatisfiedly: "What is urging a manuscript? Isn't your mother like to read it?"

Su Hui rolled his eyes and asked Lin Yiran: "Who has read this book "Three-Body Problem"?"

"Not counting himself, we are only three."

Lin Yiran shook his head and said in confusion: "It seems that he only enters martial arts, right?"

Su Hui stretched and smiled and said, "I only appeared in martial arts, but there are science fiction magazines. You can try to vote on this book, which should have a good response... He won't be planning to publish it in the name of Zhang Muzhi, right?"

Lin Yiran pouted and said, "I only told him last weekend that he is busy collecting information, conceiving, and having classes every day this week. How can I have time to think about this?"

Lin Canghai smiled and said, "Okay, don't confess your love to him. Say thank you to him for me, I'm interested."

Lin Yiran inexplicably thought of Zhang Yang's parents when they came to Beijing to record the audio and audio. Lin Yiran's mother also said "I'm interested" and replied sweetly: "Okay."

Lin Canghai looked at his daughter's sweet smile, and said, "Also, let him write more and have less love when he has time."

Lin Yiran went back to the stairs to practice piano. Before he could wait for Zhang Yang's news, he sent him a message, telling him that his parents liked to read it so that he could continue writing when he was free, or he could submit it.

It was not until the evening that Zhang Yang replied to her. Lin Yiran did not blame him for replying to the news at this time. Instead, he felt a little sorry for him for being busy for so long, and ignored the novel and asked, "Are you finished doing it?"

Zhang Yang: "It's almost done. I'll finish it after another shot is added later."

Lin Yiran: "You're still called finishing?"

Zhang Yang: "Can't mv be called finished filming?"

Lin Yiran: "[Arrogance]"

Lin Yiran: "Then are you back tonight?"

Zhang Yang: "I'm back, but it should be close to midnight, so you go to bed first."

Lin Yiran: "It's okay, you'll tell me when you arrive. My phone is silent. You can see it when you wake up in the middle of the night."

Zhang Yang: "Well, please tell me a happy birthday to my uncle."

Lin Yiran: "Yes."

Zhang Yang: "What are you doing?"

Lin Yiran: "I will listen to them praise you by my dad's guests."

Zhang Yang: "Is my fan base so wide?"

Lin Yiran: "[Blank your eyes]"

Lin Yiran: "It's League of Legends, and my uncle is talking about you having a lot of vision."

Zhang Yang: "It's good if your parents don't think I'm going to harm the next generation of the motherland."

Lin Yiran: "It seems to make sense."

Zhang Yang: "I'm talking nonsense, I'm clearly trying to promote traditional culture."

Lin Yiran: "I saw a speculation online that you might want to write Xiaolongnu to death and then let Guo Xiang marry Yang Guo. The age difference between the two is a bit big, but it was normal in that era, and it could also fulfill the thirty-year favors of the Guo and Yang families... You wouldn't really plan like this, right?"

Zhang Yang made an expression picture of "It's not me! I haven't said it!" in the past.

Lin Yiran: "Actually, I think this is good."

Zhang Yang: "Don't blow me up, Xiaolongnu won't die."

Lin Yiran: "Fraud [blame]"

Lin Yiran: "I mean, don't you think Guo Xiang is cute?"

Zhang Yang: "Aren't you a Dragon Girl Party?"

Lin Yiran: "I have been betrayed."

Lin Yiran: "Yang Guo belongs to Guo Xiang!"

Zhang Yang: "…"

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yang went to take a reshoot of the camera. It was a scene of fighting in the battle formation. Considering Mei Changsu's positioning, Zhang Yang naturally did not do it himself, but just needed a battle background to set off his military uniform.

The shooting was quite smooth, and it took two times to pass. The shooting of the entire "Chrysanthemum Platform" MV was announced to be over, and everyone in the crew had a meal together.

Wei Xiang and Zhang Yang have been filming nearly ten MVs in collaboration. They have a good impression of each other. They chatted during the meal and were quite moved. They said that they had been filming MVs for two years. The first time they saw someone filming MVs like this, I look forward to having the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

Zhang Yang had a good impression of her. In addition to being able to pass the skills, the more important thing is to communicate. For this reason, he also thought about asking Wei Xiang to work together to shoot TV series. However, after calmly thinking about it, he gave up this too risky idea.

Although Wei Xiang is a woman, she has a good alcohol tolerance. Some people toast, most of them drink until they drink. Later, she probably feels a little drunk. She talks about her previous experience and says that she once worked abroad for five years and studied philosophy and technology in order to make animations. Because she does not have to be restricted by actors and scenes, she can show the picture she imagines as much as possible.

But unexpectedly, after returning from five years abroad, the domestic animation industry has not only not made any progress, but has become increasingly regressive. After several encounters, they get married and have children, and are unwilling to change careers, and have to live, and they cannot be idle. They start by shooting advertisements, filming MVs in idleness, and will also film animations sooner or later...

Zhang Yang listened, feeling a little emotional, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel moved, and quickly suppressed himself, secretly reminding himself: "No money! No money! You are a poor guy! You are a poor guy!"

Although animation has advantages over live-action films, it has greater financial and technical restrictions. If you don’t have money, you can’t think of anything, so your self-admonition is very effective.
Chapter completed!