I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

San Francisco College Road, the streets where people come and go are basically young faces. ≥ On this sunny weekend, even if you are in the lab and library all day, you will choose to relax and walk up the street and walk around with friends.

In the café on the corner of the street, a waiter dressed up by a waiter carries a plate and walks through the corridor next to the coffee table. Under the black head is a clean and handsome face, the black scorpion looks a little deeper than the age, and the exhaustion of the opposite of the sun outside the window.

Soon, he was on a pair of blue scorpions.

"Do you have to go?"

Bathing in the sunshine across the window eyebrows, the gold is so dazzling. If the water is written in the eyelids, but it is retained, he is destined to fail to respond.

Some dodgefully removed their sight, and Li Ming sighed and gently placed the coffee cup on the table.

"Sorry, Louise. I have something in my family, I can't afford to study outside of me..."

His father is a doctor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He has always been a man of his father’s work, and he has a different talent in science than ordinary people. And he is also very interested in the natural sciences, reading books and occasionally writing his own.

After finishing high school, he was admitted to San Francisco State University with an excellent TOEFL and sat score to study bioengineering. However, in the last year of graduation, there was a bad news at home.

Three years ago, for the expensive tuition fee, his father, who had been honestly paid, had received a sum of money that should not be collected, and helped a person who should not be. In fact, if it was put in peacetime, it would be nothing, but he helped. The busy man was involved in Director Li of the Materials Research Institute.

A week ago, the document suddenly came down and ordered the leaders of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to thoroughly inspect the rats in the hospital. Director Li of the Materials Research Institute responded with a large number of mites along the tail of the mouse. It seems that it was because of the Nobel Prize nominee who was in the limelight, and he took great care of this matter and even alerted the committee.

The original small problem was magnified. If the mother did not take out the savings and clearing relationship at home, what his father faced was not the suspension of investigation, but the prison window. In order to settle this matter, the family spent six hundred thousand before and after.

There is no money at home for him to study outside...

The girl, known as Louise, had a layer of water mist in her eyelids.

"Do you have the heart to give up the school that you have been studying for three years, and have the heart... forget me?"

Li Ming did not dare to go to the sight of the unrelenting, whispered.

"Sorry, you are a good girl, I am not worthy of you."

Just doing odd jobs in a cafe is simply not enough to support him to read this last year.

Hearing his answer, the sadness in Louise's eyes was replaced by perseverance.

"I don't want you to apologize!"

After all, she took a newspaper on the table and looked directly at Li Ming’s eyes.

"I have already registered for you. I have read what you wrote. You have the strength to compete for this opportunity!"

"Is this?" Li Ming stunned and looked at the newspaper. His eyes followed the headlines and read them.

[Future people technology Warner Brothers, to create the world's top vr science fiction masterpiece, is now open to the world for essays! 】

However, it is not the title of the line that attracts him, but the lines below the title.

[Submission language is limited to Chinese and English, and the genre is limited to science fiction. The essay contest will select 1o works, and Future Technology will sign a contract with the 1o winner to buy the right to reschedule at a price of US$1. If the work has not been shown, Future People's Technology promises to facilitate its publication.

The time limit for receipt is one week, and the number of words is not limited. Whether the work has ever been restricted, as long as it can provide proof of copyright.

Interested parties can contribute through the future official website! 】

1oo million dollars, if you have this money...

Li Ming’s heart moved, but then he shook his head again.

Such an attractive bonus, I am afraid that science fiction writers all over the world will go to the test. He is just an amateur writer. Although he has shared his work with his peers on the sci-fi forum, although he has written articles in his hometown magazine, he can't afford to be half-hearted in this world-class competition.

Even if you cast your manuscript, it will be submerged in snowflake paper.

"Are you going to give up?" Louise stared at his eyes.

"This is not a question of not giving up." Instead of going to gamble on this probability, it is better to buy lottery tickets.

"So you are not willing to try it even if you try?"

The voice, like a hammer, broke the shackles in his chest.

Yes……

I dare not try it even if I try?

Obviously, I have said arrogantly that I want to become a world-famous writer, let my work be translated into twelve languages, and stand on the Hugo Awards podium! However, now that the opportunity is in front of me, facing the opportunity that may change my destiny, I have no courage to reach out...

"I……"

Louise stared at him, holding his hand and passing his courage with temperature. "I have seen you, that is the first time I am fascinated by science fiction. You know, I used to Don't look at those things."

"Thank you."

Looking back at the eyes of encouragement, this time Li Ming’s eyes are no longer in vain. The expression of the sun returned to his face, and he put down the tray in his arms.

"Go, I will tell your boss, you have resigned."

"Well." Grateful nodded, Li Ming ran outside the door of the coffee shop.

Time is only a week, every minute is so precious. As he rushed into the apartment, he closed the door and locked himself in his small room of more than ten square meters. He took out a cardboard box from the bottom of the bed, which contained countless manuscripts he had written.

There are short stories, middle articles, and even long articles.

He turned on the computer and forced himself to enter the state in the shortest possible time, placing a manuscript in front of himself.

He knows that if you use these and essays to go to the competition, you have no chance of winning. But are these manuscripts useless? Do not! It is these manuscripts that laid out his sci-fi view. Every word in it is integrated into his efforts, like bricks, and the building in his heart.

For a week, he shut himself down at home, except for eating in the toilet, never left the room half a step. The ten fingers made a residual image on the keyboard, and there was no half-distraction in the heart. At this moment, he only felt that he was thinking like a spring, and there was no trace of it.

These plots have appeared in him, and now, all he has to do is piece together the pieces of paper into a complete puzzle.

Gambling on your own destiny!

Finally, when the seventh ray of sunshine crossed the gap in the curtain, he knocked the last full stop, raised the panda's eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

Five hours from the deadline, he did it!

Paste the manuscript and paste the upload key. The amount of text of 300,000 words a week, this has already exceeded his limits. However, after completing such a feat, his heart is as calm as the lake, without a trace of waves.

[Work name: "Time and Space Iron Curtain"]

[Upload successful]

Regardless of success or failure, he has already done it and tried his best to do it. He just wants to turn off the lights and get a good night's sleep.

However, before he got to the bed, he fell on the table and fell asleep...

Waiting for two weeks to sleep.

Finally, he received a receipt letter from Future People Technology. With an indescribable complex mood, he opened the email with his trembling fingers.

When he saw the first line of the message, his heartbeat solidified.

[Congratulations on the selection. In 17o281 works, your work stands out, please be proud of yourself. 】

At this moment, his eyes are wet.

The mother taught him from an early age, and the man did not shed tears. But for the sake of this, the tears could not help but slip down and drip on the floor.

He took out his cell phone and called Louise.

"In the cafe... I have something to say to face you."

The phone was silent for a long time.

"wait for me."

Leaving this sentence, Louise hung up the phone.

I took a shower, put on clean clothes, and I was exhausted from my face. Pushing open the door and re-bathing the bright sunshine, the blue sky and white clouds actually caused him to remember for a long time. Everything on the street was dyed from the black and white old silent film, and he re-visited the beautiful side of life.

Stopped a taxi.

After sitting up, he called her mother and asked her not to worry about her tuition. Soon after, he will get a huge sum of money, not only can pay tuition and living expenses, but also send a sum of money to go home to subsidize the family... Rest assured, not doing bad things, this money is very clean, it is my manuscript fee.

The taxi stopped at the door of the cafe.

Just getting off the bus, he saw the youthful figure.

Louise threw himself on him and hugged him.

"Don't say anything, if you must go... I will go to China with you."

"No, no need." Li Ming shook his head and looked at her eyes.

"Why?" Louise's eyes were filled with sad tears.

"Because..." Suddenly, his face glowed with a charming smile. "I was selected!"

The two embraced each other tightly, and the tears fell, but it was not sad.

Thank you, thank you for supporting me and coming to the end...

"You bastard, I thought..." Cried, Louise's fist slammed on him.

Let the little raindrops and raindrops slam on the chest, and Li Ming’s face is also hung with tears, but the expression is still smiling.

"Future People Technology hopes that I can sign a contract with Coro Island and attend the awards ceremony. They promised to reimburse us for two tickets, Louise, willing to accompany me?"

"I am willing!" (To be continued.) 8