"Braised Pork is written beautifully and diligently. It is my favorite author!"
"Taking advantage of this literary contest, I want to take the opportunity to confess my love to him and tell the whole world that I love him!"
"And you kiss and hug each other on Weibo every day, how low-key are you?"
Eddie stopped talking and looked at Su Tan suspiciously.
Su Tan couldn't help laughing, thinking that what the other party said was very reasonable, but he couldn't refute it.
but-
Su Tan thought for a while and asked, "You posted it in the literature competition, can you see the braised pork?"
This time the literary competition was held locally in Gelia, and its influence was limited, and it did not expand beyond the planet. Therefore, even if Eddie contributes and publishes an article, the "braised pork" that he loves to a large extent cannot be seen.
However, after listening to his question, Eddie responded with a relaxed tone: "I can post @Author on Weibo, don't worry!"
Su Tan couldn't help but smile at such an enthusiastic and active little angel. What can he do
I have no choice but to encourage it.
"come on!"
The students who crowded half of the corridor finally dispersed. Su Tan walked into the registration room and saw that Mr. Kerry was busy sorting out the registration form.
Seeing him, Kerry looked pleasantly surprised, with a smile on his face, he waved to him and asked, "Come to sign up?"
Su Tan nodded yes.
Immediately, Teacher Kerry handed him a registration form, which clearly stated the rules of this competition. Su Tan lowered his eyes and read carefully from top to bottom.
The theme of this literary competition is "Gift", which is a gift for the National Day of Guilia on October 10.
Around the theme of "gift", everyone can contribute to the sponsor's website, regardless of the subject matter, type, or style. Through the number of favorite votes on the Internet, the one with the highest number of votes will be the final champion.
This selection method ensures that it meets the tastes of readers to the greatest extent.
Looking at the word "gift", Su Tan couldn't help thinking of the most famous world classic novel "The Gift of the Magi" on the ancient earth. In O. Henry's unique style, he described the kindness and love between a young and impoverished couple. The unexpected suspense and turning point at the end made the plot ups and downs even more, and produced an unparalleled charm among readers all over the world.
And this "gift" for the National Day is obviously not enough to use a young couple as the background of the story, but more positive energy is needed to reflect certain national conditions, world conditions, loyalty and great love.
Su Tan filled out the registration form and handed it back to Mrs. Kerry. A flash of light flashed in his mind, and a novel story frame slowly emerged.
He said goodbye to Teacher Kerry with a smile, went home full of expectations, turned on the computer, and wrote the story.
The state of concentration made Su Tan completely immersed in it, and large sections of smooth text poured out on the screen. Two hours later, a submitted novel came out.
The full text is even less than 10,000 words, fast-paced, short and concise.
Su Tan started from the beginning, reviewed it again, corrected some typos and redundant description paragraphs, and firmly controlled the number of articles within 8,000 words. He directly logged on to the literature contest submission website and clicked publish.
Suddenly, an unknown short story was quietly published.
College student Anton signed up for this literary competition. In order to be fully prepared, after officially getting the theme of this competition, he did not rush to write a draft and start writing. Instead, he deliberately logged on to the competition website in advance to learn about other submissions. work.
The theme of this competition, "gift", is easy to say and has a wide range, but the requirement of not sticking to the genre has caused countless people quite a headache, unable to choose the form of expression.
Coupled with the beginning of the call for essays, therefore, there are not many works published on the competition website at this time. Looking around, there are only a few hundred works.
Anton casually clicked on an article, and saw a hymn. This poem is neat and tidy, and the words of praise are not like money. It compares the harvest of wheat ears to the gift of Gelia, and attributes the rich life of the people to the gift of the peaceful and prosperous age. It is full of words of praise endlessly.
Although it fits the theme very well, Anton can't stand it for some reason, and finds it too boring and eulogizing.
He glanced at the author's information, and sure enough, he was a certified first-level writer of the Guilia Writers Association.
After clicking on a few articles, Anton found that most of the articles submitted were of this type of praise, and occasionally there were short-lived ones that were a little difficult and obscure. Quite strenuous.
Half an hour later, Anton was filled with disappointment.
Is it true that the literature of Gelia is so barren? Can't even produce a decent work
Anton was in a low mood, and he flicked the mouse casually, until a somewhat strange and inexplicably attractive title of the work crossed his line of sight.
""Elf"?"
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this title had a unique style, especially in the blockbusters "Guilia Tomorrow", "Gift of the Earth", and "Gift of the Motherland".
Anton opened "Elf" tentatively, and when he saw the genre of the submission for the first time, his eyes lit up.
"Short stories?" Anton couldn't help laughing, "Interesting."
The literary works that most appeal to readers are naturally novels.
But how is it written
Holding expectations, Anton read intently from the first word of the first line, and unexpectedly found that the protagonist of this novel was a grumpy old man.
[Old Hand in Como Town has a stubborn and bad temper. He lives alone with a cane, withdrawn and obstinately refusing anyone's help. When he met the guy who laughed at his broken leg, he raised his fist and beat him brutally.
Everyone in the neighborhood knows that although they feel sorry for his disability, they secretly tell the children to stay away from him and not to be hurt by the nameless old man who is crazy.
Old Hand coldly stayed away from the crowd, and closed the door of his house in a lonely way. It seemed that the old black door had never been opened to outsiders again.
until one day-
He suddenly found a flower at the door.
The next day, it was a few hard-boiled eggs.
On the third day, it was a small piece of exquisite and delicious cake.
…
Every day, there are always mysterious gifts appearing at his door, which gradually melts old Hand's cold and hard heart. He set out to find the owner of these gifts.
After careful observation, he found that every day a group of children would frolickingly run to the door of his house, playing downstairs for a while before dispersing. From the perspective of the window, Old Hand regretfully couldn't see what they did. He could only notice that something always appeared at the door after the children left.
Freshly baked biscuits, hand-carved wooden toys, a crooked little clay figurine...]
Seeing this, Anton was almost convinced that the group of children were the ones who gave gifts to Old Hand. Regardless of their parents' dissuasion and warnings, they sent all kinds of small gifts to the grumpy old man Hande, with very warm themes.
Anton felt that the novel had a unique flavor, and with a smile on his lips, he had almost foreseen the end of the novel.
Scanning ten lines at a glance, the rest is naturally as he expected. Old Hand was moved by the children's kind behavior, gradually opened his heart, opened the door, and clumsily served the group of children with hot tea and the only small meat pie he could get, eliminating the barrier between him and the residents of Como Town .
The trend of the story is gradually developing in a warm direction.
Anton has no expectations for the ending, but after seeing this, he has already judged that this is a good novel.
His gaze casually flicked to the end of the last two hundred words, wanting to quickly finish the expected ending.
However, when his sight fell to a certain point, he suddenly froze, and then his eyes couldn't help but widen.
["No?" Old Hand shouted in astonishment, stood up suddenly from the dining table, and didn't even care about the cane slamming down next to him, "Aren't you the ones who give me presents at the door every day?"
The children who were eating the patties were taken aback by his shock, and they stammered, "No, not us."
Old Hand's heart was covered with fog.
He put on the most formal military uniform that was treasured at the bottom of the cupboard covered with medals, stayed up all night, and moved a chair himself to sit inside the door of the house.
After waiting all night, it was not until the early morning that there was a slight sound of placement and noise at the door.
Old Hand suddenly pushed open the door, only to see—
"Hand?" The one who was caught outside the door was a retired military robot, his best assistant in the past, standing in the early morning sunshine with a shy smile and tilting his head.
"How are you doing recently?"]
Seeing this unexpected ending, Anton's breathing suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and he couldn't regain his senses for a long time.
It took a full ten minutes before he reacted slowly. For a moment, his heart was filled with indescribable emotion and sourness, which was heavy and heavy like a sinking bell, hitting the softness in the deepest part of his heart.
Retired veterans, mutilated broken legs, lonely and alienated life, a hard and soft heart... and the old and simple little robot that has been silently caring for him.
Countless clues and foreshadowings were suddenly connected by the final ending, forming a vivid picture in front of him.
Anton couldn't help wondering what happened to the old Hand and the little robot in those years when they were on the battlefield
As soon as the thought came to him, he suddenly gave a wry smile, biting the corners of his lips bitterly, as if he could see the distant past with the flames of war from the old Hand's crutch.
What else do I need to ask
The reality has already given the answer.
Anton was deeply touched, the admiration and touch from the bottom of his heart almost captured his whole heart, making him choked up and speechless.
Almost sniffling, he quickly posted on Weibo, forwarded this novel, and @ed countless of his friends and classmates.
"The most heart-warming novel, Tweet Tweet!!! @Everyone"
Apart from him, countless people who read this novel spontaneously promoted it and recommended it to their relatives and friends.
"When I was paying attention to the literature competition, I accidentally came across a novel, which made me cry like a fool in class."
""Little Elf", the best work in this literary competition! No one!"
"At first, I thought it was just an ordinary warm article, but when I saw the sudden reversal ending, I realized that the author had carefully planned a big trap. Don't you just want me to be careful? Give it to you, give it to you for you!"
…
Countless positive comments flooded in. People who had seen this work on Weibo were instantly aroused of curiosity. They clicked on the forwarding link and looked at it, only to find a small planet in the third-level agricultural countryside. Such a good work was actually hidden in the literary competition.
In the beginning, he was a stubborn old man with a bad temper and was not likable and cute. However, at the end, when the identity of Old Hand was finally revealed and he was a retired veteran who was wounded and retired with medals on his chest, all the unlovable and unlovable feelings in the readers' hearts instantly turned into admiration and admiration. .
And the little robot who has been silently guarding and caring about the old Hande has touched the tears of countless people in an instant.
Such a peculiar starting point of the story did not positively promote how great the retired veterans are, but after reading the novel, everyone was moved and admired.
"Calling veterans, please accept my worship."
"My grandfather is also a retired soldier. After watching "Elf", I burst into tears. I will go home to see my grandfather tonight!"
"The elf—the little robot is really the elf who brought hope and future to Old Hand. I never realized that there is such a pure and kind-hearted group living quietly around me."
"It's a little robot near our house! Every time he sees me, he will shyly try to stuff me with fruit!"
…
The accumulation of countless praises and praises has exploded with a powerful force, causing more people to flood into the literature contest website and vote for "Elf" spontaneously.
Halfway through the competition schedule, the number of votes for "Elf" exploded past 10 million, far ahead of all other articles.
This time, even Gelia was shocked.
The local evening news broadcast in Guilia specially took out a full ten minutes to broadcast the grand occasion of this literary competition.
At this time, at the dining table of the Su family, the father of the robot was trying his best to serve up pots of hearty dishes. Braised pork, eight-treasure duck, beggar's chicken... They are all delicacies that Su Tan has cooked before.
With a "bang", a large pot of fresh, sweet and plump crayfish was brought to the table again. The robot Suning rolled up his sleeves and wore a small floral apron, full of enthusiasm.
Facing the few people at the dining table, he asked in a worried and heartbroken tone: "Eat more, you have all lost weight recently."
Su Tan: ...Laughing and crying.
Hayden, who was enjoying the food gracefully, peeled a crayfish and handed it to Su Tan's lips, teasingly coaxing: "Come on, eat more."
Su Tan:! ! !
Big cousin is too blatant! Aren't you afraid that Dad will find something abnormal
He was startled, and suddenly glared at Hayden, carefully sideways looking in the direction of his father.
I saw that the robot Suning was chatting with Dr. Shu, and said with a good-natured smile, "Hey? It's your first time eating crayfish, and you can't peel it? It's okay, I'll help you."
As he spoke, he took the role of Dr. Shu, softly picked up a crayfish and peeled it off for him, with a serious expression on his face, and he didn't pay attention to the situation on his side at all.
On the contrary, Hayden raised a smile, handed the crayfish held in mid-air to Su Tan's mouth, touched his lips lightly, and said with a low smile, "Eat it quickly."
The gentle and pampering smile was obviously foul.
Su Tan couldn't help having a headache, and suddenly opened his mouth to bite down. The sweet and plump crayfish meat filled his mouth instantly, giving him a sense of satisfaction.
The slightly springy texture and delicious taste make people intoxicated.
Just as Su Tan ate one with satisfaction, he saw another peeled crayfish handed to him, the movement was smooth and natural as if he knew his mind.
Eat more, feed more, eat more—
Until the end, when a neat pile of crayfish shells was piled up in front of Hayden, Su Tan rubbed his stomach and grabbed the last crayfish he handed over, and directly stuffed it into the big cousin's mouth.
With gentle eyes and a smile, Hayden listened to his "wife" and ate the last crayfish. The tip of his soft tongue lightly brushed Su Tan's fingers that he couldn't retract, which was full of seductiveness.
Immediately, Su Tan stared at him in surprise, quickly withdrew his fingertips, only feeling that the touched place was scorching hot.
He tried his best to suppress the steaming heat on his face, and when he turned his head, he saw the robot Abba and Dr. Shu holding hot tea together and looking towards this side.
Immediately, he was silently stunned, his heart beating like thunder, guessing that Dad would not have seen the scene just now, right
Sure enough, the robot Suning held a hot teacup, smiled gurglingly at Dr. Shu, who was calm and gentle beside him, and said, "Look, the relationship between the two brothers is really good."
Shu Heng smiled lightly and nodded, and the warm eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked at the two of them from a distance, with a hint of joke, and agreed with Suning in a warm voice: "Yes, the relationship is really good."
Su Tan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing.
Yes, their brotherhood is stronger than iron.
Just at this time, the news broadcast on TV suddenly broadcast a piece of news. "Guilia Daily News: The recent lively opening of the Gelia Literary Star Contest has attracted tens of thousands of submissions, and countless excellent works have emerged."
This hot topic immediately attracted the attention of several people at the dining table, and they looked at it with hot tea.
Dr. Shu said with a warm smile: "Su Tan, I heard from Mr. Kerry that you also entered the competition?"
Su Tan nodded, admitted with a smile, "Yes."
Upon hearing his words, the robot father couldn't help becoming curious. "What is your name?"
Su Tan didn't hide it, and just said the name of his novel with a chuckle. "It's called Little Elf."
"Well, I got it!" Su Ning kept it firmly in his heart, thinking that when he went online, he would rush to Wenxia to enthusiastically support his son's work. Even if he didn't win an award, in his heart, his son is the best!
The broadcast in the news continued: "In this Literary Star Contest, a short story "Little Elf", with a warm theme and unexpected ending, swept the entire Weibo."
Su Tan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that the local official news program of Gelia would name and praise his works.
The robot Suning was even more stunned, and then quickly became excited. "Son, it's your novel!"
It grabbed the arm of Dr. Shu who was closest to him excitedly, and didn't even notice that the teacup was tilted and spilled.
The news was not stingy with praise, and praised and commented for several minutes: "This novel is exquisite and cleverly conceived. It starts with an ordinary and ordinary person, but it reflects the silent dedication and selfless greatness of the entire group of veterans virtually. The little robot that appeared at the turning point at the end of the article has even touched the tears of hundreds of millions of readers, and is known as the most tender and lovely little robot in history."
The words on the TV news were still in his ears, and Su Tan suddenly burst out laughing. He never thought that his novel would be recognized by the official media, and received such high recognition and appreciation.
When he was thinking about how many Geulian people would see tonight's news, he suddenly saw the robot dad turn his head and looked at him deeply, his whole body was burning with emotion. It was hot, and the plastic skull was still steaming out.
Su Tan was startled, and suddenly smiled, knowing that Abba must have regarded the little robot in the novel as its prototype, and deliberately wrote it into the text.
However, this is also true.
If there is no Abba, maybe the "little robot" character at the end of his novel will be replaced by an old comrade who fought side by side, a military dog who has accompanied each other silently for many years, or other settings.
But because of his father's warmth and sincerity, Su Tan finally turned the "little robot" into a kind, pure and beautiful "elf" prototype.
The robot Suning rushed over with a "bang" in great emotion, and hugged Su Tan tightly with uncontrollable force, and promised in a tearful voice: "Son, Dad wants to spend the rest of my life with you!"
Su Tan was in pain from being squeezed, but he clearly touched the hot and sincere chest of the other party. He smiled and replied seriously: "Okay."
Hayden:? ? ? ?
Dr. Shu: "..."