Little Lord [Interstellar]

The Slack star field is a snake-shaped star field, and President Lucien is currently located at the "snake head". When Yan Yang arrives at the place, he separates from Angus and goes straight to the location given by President Lucian.

After the aircraft landed, Yan Yang came to the upper hand of the square-style buildings that are indispensable on all important planets, and saw Lynch standing there waiting for him at a glance.Lynch has been running with President Lucien for more than ten years, and he looks a little less shrewd and a little more pure than his peers. When he saw Yan Yang from a distance, Lynch stepped forward and said, "It's pretty fast, fake it! please?"

"Please." Yan Yang nodded.He just planned one, two, three, four, five, six and seven destinations with Angus just now. Angus is very strict in training, but he is easy to talk to when he is not training!

"One of my younger brothers is also an intern, and there is usually a limit on the call time." Lin Qi led Yan Yang to the direction of the ruins while talking, "You should have met a commander who is easy to talk to, now every time my brother calls Crying and shouting to go home!"

Yan Yang really didn't know the situation in other star fields. The training was hard, but the rewards were great. He had made a huge leap in both practical and physical fitness, and it was worth the effort.Yan Yang said: "If he is not good at talking, I would have run away."

Lynch led Yan Yang towards the entrance of a dungeon.The dungeon is a very popular type of building in a certain period, mainly for playing adventure games. Many people like this kind of adventure for excitement and fun. Many livable planets have been built.

Yan Yang didn't see President Lucien, and didn't ask any more questions. He leisurely walked into the dungeon, observing the surrounding buildings curiously.Since it can be called a "city", the scale is naturally not small. After going underground, the view is very wide, but because it has been abandoned for a long time, only a few green plants are still preserved because they can receive light, and other places are gloomy. .

"Xiaoyang is here!" President Lucian, who was studying the patterns on the wall with his hands behind his back, was refreshed, and waved to Yan Yang, "Come and see, do these patterns resemble your Chinese characters?"

Yan Yang paused, followed President Lucien's gaze, and saw graffiti of unknown meaning painted on the mottled dungeon wall, with a few lines of immature and jerky characters in the middle, with simple and distorted fonts, if you don't understand Huaxia People who read the text will only think that they are some weird patterns.

Yan Yang stared at those few lines of writing, and after a while, he said, "Yes, this is Huaxia's writing."

President Lucian suddenly became excited: "Then what does this mean?"

"I asked someone to bring over my pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and write it for you." Yan Yang retracted his gaze from the wall, and said slowly, "I'll tell you what it means after I finish writing."

President Lucien had someone guard the ruins and preserved the discoveries one by one, while he followed Yan Yang back to his residence.After lunch, Blue Star sent over the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. President Lucian was full of curiosity when he saw the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

President Lucien has seen the "Huaxia City" plaque hanging on the new city, but he has never seen Yan Yang writing.He thought that the special text on the plaque was also designed by Yan Yang in his personal terminal, so he didn't ask Yan Yang to write it for him. When he first saw these novel things, President Lucian would not look away!

Yan Yang spread out the paper, half-closed his eyes, recalling that familiar poem in his mind.A three-year-old child can memorize that poem. He also practiced it when he first practiced calligraphy. It is easy to understand and catchy.Suddenly seeing the dark and dilapidated city wall of the underground city, Yan Yang's mood was not calm.

Yan Yang opened his eyes and looked at the paper in front of him.The ink melted in the inkstone, exuding a faint fragrance, which brought him back to his childish days.

At that time, when the teacher punished him for copying books, he was always not happy.Not only is he not happy with himself, but he also likes to play tricks, such as replacing the ink used by several princes to read, and replacing it with ink that will disappear after drying.In this way, the paper was empty again the next day after they finished copying!The husband was annoyed when he saw that, and scolded: "If you didn't write it, you didn't write it. What do you do with the blank paper?!" He was so happy that he laughed aside.

He has done a lot of bad things, and it is inevitable that he will be exposed. Fortunately, he has the elder brother of the prince to cover it up for him.I don't know when it started, the prince brother who would secretly laugh because he did bad things with him gradually became someone she didn't know.

Yan Yang raised his wrist and wrote three words: Thoughts at a Quiet Night.

President Lucian watched intently.The extremely simple brush is only composed of a pen barrel and a handful of hairs. The ink is also very primitive, and it looks like a black square.The inkstone is exquisite, and it is carved with a phoenix phoenix tree. The phoenix is ​​lifelike, and the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree are also full of vitality, which is very attractive.

Of course, President Lucian's eyes always follow Yan Yang's brush tip. The brush looks simple, but it can show ever-changing brush strokes on the paper with different angles and strengths.Just the three words "Thoughts at a Quiet Night" already seemed to have a soul, firmly deterring President Lucien's mind.

Before Chairman Lucian could savor it carefully, Yan Yang started to write faster, and wrote the whole "Quiet Night Thoughts" on paper in one go——

The moonlight in front of the bed,

Suspected of frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon,

Looking down at your hometown.

President Lucian stared intently at the words in front of him. They looked very similar, but after Yan Yang wrote them, they had a completely different feeling.

Yan Yang didn't stop, he just hooked it casually, and the moonlight, window lattice, and distant traveler all appeared vividly on the paper.

President Lucian was dizzy for a moment, and he didn't remember the invitation he had received until Yan Yang stopped writing.He liked that thing very much and kept it all the time. Seeing that Yan Yang had finished writing it, President Lucien took out one of the invitation cards and asked, "You also drew this yourself?"

"Of course." Yan Yang said, "To invite friends, you must do it yourself." Yan Yang never considers himself a literati, but he will still do things to express sincerity in exchanges, this is basic courtesy!

President Lucian was moved in his heart.These days, there are very few people who send paper invitations, let alone draw them by hand. Even if he thinks that the above words may be written by Yan Yang himself, he never thought that even the paintings are drawn by Yan Yang himself.

Chairman Lucien asked Yan Yang about the poem, but Yan Yang could only briefly translate it for him.Sometimes the simpler the song, the greater the impact. For example, this song "Quiet Night Thoughts" is obviously just four sentences, but it describes the nostalgia of a traveler in a foreign land to the heart.President Lucien said: "The moon is really important to you in China."

Thousands of years later, the existence of such a small moon is not worth mentioning at all. For ancient humans, it is the celestial body that has been observed the most and has the deepest affection in life.

This is clearly a manifestation of the backwardness of ancient earth science and technology, but reading it now makes people feel a lot of emotion.

The charm of words is that everyone can experience the same feeling through it, no matter where they are or how many years apart.The strangeness of words is that everyone can perceive different feelings through it, because they have different experiences and moods, and their thoughts and thoughts must be different.

For humans living on the ancient blue star, where is there no moon?Everyone can look up at the moon, and everyone may be a long-distance traveler away from home.So this simple poem hits everyone's heart with the simplest and most direct words.

"Of course the moon is important." Yan Yang propped his chin, his gaze fell on the paper.

Shixian Taibai is also a poet he likes very much, because Shixian Taibai often praises beauties, such as "beauties are like flowers separated from the clouds", and "clouds think about clothes and flowers look like faces", these praises are smooth.

He was still very naughty, and he said "the white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow seems to be long", which means that you see that my white hair is three thousand feet long, because it is called a sorrow in my heart; , Ming Dynasty intends to bring the piano to come", which means that I am drunk and want to sleep, you should go quickly, and come back tomorrow if you want to come again.

Shixian Taibai is talented and arrogant, he can talk about anything after drinking, and poetry doesn't need money to spend money.Even Du Fu, another poet of the same age as him, was fascinated by him, and his fans' poems came out one by one, such as "Gift to Li Bai", "Dream of Li Bai", "Recalling Li Bai in Spring", "Conceiving Li Bai in Winter", to be praised If there is flattery, be affectionate and affectionate, very sincere.

After Yan Yang casually told President Lucian about the legendary life of Taibai, the Poet Immortal, President Lucian was in a trance for a moment.Did this fairy-like figure really exist?The emperor can't get on the boat, and claims to be a minister of wine—a fascinating existence.

Seeing President Lucien's expression of admiration, Yan Yang didn't say anything else. Since all of that no longer exists, let everyone only remember the life of Shixian Taibai Xiaoxiao.

Lucien will be unable to recover for a long time, and Lynch, who is listening, is also immersed in it.As evidenced by the writing on the walls of the dungeon, it can at least prove that this poem was definitely not fabricated by Yan Yang.Besides, if Yan Yang can fabricate one, can he fabricate ten or eight?The poems that Yan Yang casually read just now are enough to convince President Lucien of the authenticity of the poet Taibai.

"It's such a pity that such a civilization has disappeared." President Lucian said with a sigh.This situation is not uncommon. Once the language and culture of a civilization are lost, no matter how glorious the past is, it will be forgotten by everyone.

Lynch said: "The response to "Cricket" is very good. I have already started to make the "Mr. Dongpo" series, and now I can add the "Poetry Immortal Taibai" series." Got busy!"

Yan Yang felt the trust of Chairman Lucien and Lynch, and it was a lie to say that he was unhappy.When he came to this era, he met more good people than bad people, and those close to him were always willing to believe in him and support him.

He is luckier than many.

President Lucian patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will investigate the construction process of this dungeon as soon as possible to see if I can find anything related to this poem. Maybe the Huaxia you mentioned has not completely disappeared!"

"Okay." Yan Yang smiled.

Regardless of whether he could find clues or not, Yan Yang was in a good mood.He was about to play around with La Lynch when Angus came to him.

Angus only glanced at it, and already saw that the guy he had agreed to go on a "date" was going to play with someone else.Looking at Lynch again, he is in his thirties, has no partner, and has muscles—the muscles are quite impressive because he often goes to explore the ruins with President Lucian?Could it be that the guy Yan Yang mentioned last time who was bitten by him and knew how hard it was was Lynch?Angus' eyes fell on Lynch.

Lynch was shocked, always feeling that the air around him was suddenly frozen.Sensing the danger in Angus' gaze, Lynch hurriedly said, "Commander Angus is here, so I won't go out with you. The military department has strict management. You should train well and stop running around." After speaking, Lynch left at the speed of light.

Yan Yang: "..."

Yan Yang poked Angus' stiff waist and said, "Look, you scared Senior Brother Lin away as soon as you appeared, reflect on yourself!"

Angus grabbed his jabbing paw.

Know that it is good to be afraid, just be afraid that some people are not afraid of death.

"Red crab, cherry blossom shrimp, tofu shark." Angus said calmly.

Yan Yang's eyes lit up, and his tone was earnest and sincere: "You are so slow in coming, I miss you!"

Angus glanced at him, knowing that Yan Yang said such words as casually as eating and drinking, but he was still in a good mood.He didn't meet President Lucien, and took Yan Yang away directly.

Slack Starfield is rich in aquatic products, and all kinds of seafood and river seafood are extremely delicious.Yan Yang enthusiastically followed Angus to taste crabs and shrimps, and even cut a shark to try. He was very satisfied.

At the same time, President Lucien released a video of Yan Yang writing on Skynet——