I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 686: Thank you for supporting me to the end

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College Road, San Francisco, the streets are basically full of young faces. On this sunny weekend, even the school tyrants who spend all day in the laboratory and library will choose to walk the streets in a relaxed mood and walk around with friends.

In the cafe on the street corner, a young man dressed as a waiter walked through the corridor beside the coffee table with a plate. Under the dark hair was a clean and handsome face, and the dark eyes looked a bit deep and out of age, and the fatigue was completely opposite to the sunlight outside the window.

Soon, he met a pair of blue eyes.

"Do you have to go?"

The blond hair is so dazzling when bathed in sunlight across the window eyebrows. Retention is written in the eyes like water, but he is destined to be unable to respond to the retention.

Looking away slightly, Li Ming sighed and placed the coffee cup gently on the table.

"Sorry, Louise. Something went wrong in my house and I can't afford to study outside ..."

His father is a Ph.D. of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He has been very familiar with his father ’s work since he was a child. He has a natural talent for science. And he is also full of strong interest in natural sciences. Apart from reading related books, he occasionally writes by himself.

After finishing high school, he was admitted to San Francisco State University with excellent TOEFL and SAT scores, and majored in bioengineering. However, just before the last year of graduation, bad news came from home.

Three years ago, for his expensive tuition fees, his father, who had been honest, paid a sum of money that should not be collected, and helped a person who should not be. In fact, if it is placed in the usual, it is nothing, but it can be The person he helped, involved Director Li of the Materials Research Institute.

A week ago, the document came down suddenly and ordered the leader of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to thoroughly investigate the mice in the hospital. Director Li of the Materials Research Institute fell down and pulled out a large number of borers along the tail of the mouse. It seems that it is because the Nobel Prize nominee who is in the limelight is involved, and he has attached great importance to this matter, and even alarmed the Disciplinary Committee.

The original small problem was magnified. If it were not for the mother to take out the savings in the family, the father would face a prison window instead of a suspension investigation. In order to settle this matter, the family spent 600,000 yuan back and forth.

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

A girl called Louise has a layer of mist in her eyes.

"Do you have the patience to give up your studies that you have been studying for three years, be patient ... forget me?"

Li Ming dared not go to meet his unrelenting gaze, and said softly.

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

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

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

"I don't want you to apologize!"

Finally, she clapped a newspaper on the table and looked directly at Li Ming's eyes.

"I have signed up for you. I have read the novel you wrote. You have the strength to compete for this opportunity!"

"Is this?" Li Ming froze for a moment, looked at the newspaper, and looked down the lines of the headline.

【Future Human Technology trains Warner Bros. to create the world's top VR sci-fi masterpiece, now open to the world! 】

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

【The submission language is limited to Chinese and English, and the genre is limited to science fiction. Ten works will be selected for the essay contest, and Future Human Technology will sign contracts with these 10 winners to buy its adaptation rights at a price of $ 1 million. If the work has not been published, Future Human Technology promises to facilitate its publication.

The deadline for receiving manuscripts is one week, and the number of words is unlimited. There is no restriction on whether the work has ever been published, as long as it can provide copyright proof materials.

Interested people can submit articles through the website of the future! 】

$ 1 million, if you have this money ...

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

Such enticing bonus, I'm afraid that science fiction writers all over the world will go to the trial draft. He is just an amateur writer. Although he once shared his work with his friends in the science fiction forum and although he has published articles in his hometown magazine, he has no courage to participate in this world-class competition.

Even if you submit a manuscript, you will be drowned in snowflakes.

"Do you want to give up?" Louise stared at his eyes.

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

"So you do n’t even want to try it?"

The sound shattered the hesitation in Li Ming's chest like a hammer.

Yeah ...

Do n’t I dare even try it?

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

"I ..."

Louis looked at him brightly, took his hand, and conveyed his courage with temperature, "I've seen your novel, that was the first time I was fascinated by science fiction. You know Yes, I never looked at those things before. "

"Thank you."

Looking back at the encouraging look, this time Li Ming's eyes are no longer hesitant. The sunny expression returned to his face, and he lowered the tray in his arms.

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

"En." Nodded gratefully, Li Ming ran to the coffee shop door.

The time is only one week, every minute and every second is so precious. Rushing into the apartment, he slammed his hand and closed the door, locked himself in his small room of more than ten square meters, and pulled out a carton from the bottom of the bed, which contained countless manuscripts he had written.

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

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

He knows that if he uses these manuscripts that are similar to essays to participate, he definitely has no chance of winning. But are these manuscripts useless? Do not! It is these manuscripts that laid out his view of science fiction. Every word in it is incorporated into his hard work, just like bricks, building up the building in his heart.

For a week, he shut himself at home, except for eating and going to the toilet, he never left the room half a step. Ten fingers drew an afterimage on the keyboard, and there was no half thought in my mind. At this moment he just felt like he was thinking like a spring, without any slight lag.

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

Betting on your own destiny!

Finally, when the seventh ray of sunlight crossed the gap between the curtains, he knocked off the last stop, raised his panda-like eyes, and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

Five hours before the deadline, he did it!

Copy and paste the manuscript, and then hit the Enter key to upload. The text of 300,000 words a week has exceeded his limit. However, after accomplishing such a feat, his heart was as calm as the lake at the moment, without any waves.

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

[Successfully uploaded]

No matter how he succeeds or fails, he has already done it and tried his best to do it. He just wanted to turn off the light now and get a good night's sleep.

However, before he reached the bed, he lay on the table and fell asleep ...

Two weeks of sleepless waiting.

Finally, he received a receipt email from Future Human Technology. With an indescribable and complicated mood, he tapped the email with trembling fingers.

When he saw the first line of the email, his heart beat.

【Congratulations, your novel has been selected. Of 170,281 works, your work stands out, please be proud of yourself. 】

At this moment, his eyes were wet.

Mother educated him from an early age. But even knowing this, the tears could not help sliding down and dripped on the floor.

He took out his phone and called Louise.

"At the cafe ... I have something to say to you in person."

The phone was silent for a long time.

"Wait for me."

Leaving this sentence, Louise hung up the phone.

After taking a bath, I put on clean clothes and exhausted my exhaustion from my face. Opened the door and re-bathed the brilliant sun, the blue sky and white clouds, so that he had a long miss. Everything on the street was stained with black and white old silent films, and he saw the good side of life again.

Stopped a taxi.

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

The taxi stopped at the door of the cafe.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the beautiful figure of youth.

Louis pounced on him and hugged him.

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

"No, no more." Li Ming shook his head and looked into her eyes.

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

"Because ..." Suddenly, a charming smile bloomed on his face, "I was selected!"

The two hugged each other tightly, and the tears slipped, but they were not sad.

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

"You bastard, I thought ..." crying, Louise's fist thumped him hard.

Let the raindrops and rainy little fists pounce on his chest, Li Ming's face also has tears, but his expression is still smiling.

"Future Human Technology hopes that I can go to Coro Island to sign a contract and attend the award ceremony at the same time. They promised to reimburse two tickets for us, Louise, would you like to go with me?"

"I will!" (To be continued.)