Be careful from the male insect [Interstellar]

The problem with Mick is that he has been speaking in a circle that is different from the way other females circle around. Until he got in the car, Ivan was still wondering what his last few words meant.

The problem with Alvin is that he can't just let it go; he has to figure out what Mick means, or he won't be able to write.

The problem was temporarily resolved after Aiwen returned to the dormitory and received a text version of the interview.

Ivan listened to the entire interview at the scene.However, given that he was far away, the environment was slightly noisy, and the artwork in the background was too distracting, he did not hear some content clearly, especially when Mick talked about his art.Mark had actually asked him questions about Mick's previous sculptures before launching that planet sculpture.Most of those sculptures have been shipped out of the studio, so Ivan has never seen them.Now, looking at the picture collections that other worms have compiled, he feels that he seems to understand a little bit.

For example, Mick has a work called: [Prosthetic Leg]

Ai Wen looked at the date and found that this prosthetic leg was made a year ago and sold at an auction.

He felt a little strange.

Then he looked at the interview with Mick about this [prosthetic leg] that was published a year ago.

In the video, Mickby looks more lively now. He talked about this point and said a lot. Ivan knew every word, but he didn't quite understand it together.He repeated reading comprehension, and finally came to a weird conclusion:

[Prosthetic Leg] The central idea during the creation period is: Mick believes that his male father is his prosthetic leg.

What is the meaning of his female father? ? ?

Ivan couldn't figure it out, so he had to find a worm to discuss it.

And who else could he turn to but Ryan?

Ivan himself has completely determined that he will work in Ilga for at least a year, at least that's what the contract says.He felt very strange when he signed the contract, because when he was working at Russell, he was not asked to sign any contract, otherwise he and Holden would not be able to part ways so easily.He got his work pass, and Ryan wanted a new one, but they had had some discussion about what position he could hold at Ilga.

The only thing that was certain: Ryan was unlikely to return to the military.

In fact, Ai Wen thinks this is quite good, because Ryan has many old wounds on his body, and besides, he doesn't love military life that much, and when the Serbian star does not have to go to war, Ryan is actually responsible for most of the civilian jobs.

Once this is confirmed, what remains are those less certain things, such as Irga has so many clerical jobs, which one is Ryan suitable for?

Ai Wen thought well: "You can also be a freelance writer!"

Ryan reacted by being taken aback, then said very firmly that he couldn't.In the end, Ivan had to step back and hand over the initiative to Ryan and the responsible bug.They went around and decided to let him go to the management area.When Ivan doesn't have to go out, he is responsible for scheduling and management, and when Ivan is out, he is an assistant bug for him, just like when they went to Mick.

Ah, Mick.

There is also the bewildering male father and artificial legs of this bug.

"Let's not consider the extended meaning of the prosthetic leg for now." Ai Wen resisted the urge to lay flat on the ground, trying to sort out his thoughts with difficulty, "A year ago, he said that his male father was his prosthetic leg. Then today During the day, he told me that he recognized my leg as a prosthetic and wished he had one too, and that prosthetics aren't a great thing, but they're better than anything else. In the end, with or without prosthetics, artists are Can't run away."

Ryan was studying a part on Ivan's prosthetic leg that hadn't been installed before, and looked at him blankly after hearing this.

"Then let me translate." Aiwen started to try again: "Assuming the artificial leg is the male father, assuming its meaning has not changed, then what he wants to say to me is: He knows that I have a male father, and hopes that he also has me. My male father, and although my male father is not a good thing to me, it is better than other things. In the end, with or without a male father, an artist cannot escape.  … What is this. I Isn’t your male father my male father?”

Ryan stopped suddenly.

"Alvin," he said, "it may have something to do with the different relationships you two have with Matthew."

"What do you mean?"

"Mick said before that for him, his male father is a prosthetic leg." Ryan explained, "here, he is actually expressing a kind of dissatisfaction with his family background, because Matthew has a high status in the political world, and Mick The first time he appeared in the public eye was when Matthew spent huge sums of money to hold a huge art exhibition for Mick, who was less than ten years old at the time. He probably thought that he had never stood up, but sat on Matthew's shoulders The worms can't separate Mick and the male father, from this semantics, Matthew is his artificial leg."

"And for me, the male father almost doesn't exist." Ai Wen understood, "Not only does it not exist, but he also wanted to kill me. So what he really means is that he has been to the court and knows our male father The thing about wanting to kill me, and then he'd rather be... uh, in my shoes? While it's not nice to have a male father who wants to murder himself, it's better than something else. In the end, whatever your male father Mick can't run whether to kill you or flatter you. That's much clearer. But what the hell is he referring to by "something else" and "not being able to run?"

Aiwen must understand this question, because it is closely related to the final theme of the manuscript.

"We have to understand what Mick is trying to express, although I think he is sending us reading comprehension questions." He explained to Ryan, "Because the entry point is very important, it determines the direction of the entire manuscript. I can't just It is so stupid to write two large characters so concisely and brightly: [Interview, the content is as follows].”

In order not to be stupid, Aiwen must continue to do reading comprehension questions.

To be honest, he really hoped that he could make a phone call and carefully interrogate what Mick meant, but in the final analysis, he still had to read the interview records again.

"He is preparing for the second [prosthetic leg] sculpture." Ai Wen suddenly realized, "I didn't say it directly. When Mark asked, he mentioned it by the way. No wonder I didn't remember it. It seems that he wants to do a performance Art is to make another artificial leg, and then smash it with a hammer like a baseball at the auction site, and then auction off the collected broken porcelain pieces...Of course, he hasn't started the work yet, that's for next year He is also planning to find a coach to teach him how to crush porcelain accurately and uniformly."

Ryan finally couldn't bear it and said: "This Mick's thinking is a bit unusual."

"It's more than unusual." Aiwen looked at Guangnao, "I think he's a little crazy..."

But in fact, after seeing this, Ivan already understood a little bit.

"He wants to crush the prosthetic leg in an instant. If we continue to substitute the "male father" into the prosthetic leg, it should be easier to understand this metaphor." Ai Wen enlarged the picture so that he could appreciate the prosthetic leg that was auctioned more clearly , "For him, the worm will also be wiped out in an instant. I think his life trajectory has also been completely reversed after learning of the murder of his male father. After all, you read the previous reports, he is a Not out of touch with society, and seems a bit...naive? Bug. Maybe that's what he can't escape."

After Ivan finished speaking, he was silent for a while.

After analyzing this point, he decided that he could start writing articles.

But in addition, he felt an elusive connection between himself and Mick, as if Mick's veil was lifted, Aiwen felt the worm that was diametrically opposed to his destiny—his brother— A little sympathy.This strange emotion made Ivan feel full of passion for writing, so he immediately turned on the computer and started typing on the keyboard.

He gave up after typing less than one line, because the keyboard is really unfriendly to a pair of prosthetic hands that are not connected to Spark technology.

"You can try dictation, and then I'll help you correct typos." Ryan said, "Then I'll help you see if there are any prosthetic hands suitable for typing..."

"Didn't I already have a fake hand?"

"We can buy a new one. You can wear it if you want."

Ai Wen couldn't help laughing twice as he imagined that scene.

"Then in the end, I will have many, many fake hands! This is the same as changing hats." He immediately turned around and clapped his hands twice, "Actually, if my hands were from before, I could give them If this is a good modification, we don't have to buy new hands. But if my hands are old hands, there is actually no need to find a pair of suitable prosthetic hands for myself.... You see, this is a paradox , if things go on like this, I might buy the right hand for every occasion, and then I'll become a collector."

Ryan put down the optical brain, "But who would collect fake hands?"

He walked over, squatted down in front of Ivan's chair, and tapped his artificial leg.

Ivan didn't turn the swivel chair back, sat there with his head bowed in thought for a while, then suddenly reached out and stroked Ryan's hair.

In this posture, he inexplicably looks very tall.

"Insects who need artificial hands will store artificial hands." Ivan kicked Ryan's calf, but his artificial leg was unconscious, so he held back his strength, "Insects who need artificial legs will store artificial legs, which is very natural Things." When he spoke like this, he felt that the prosthetic hand and the prosthetic leg also had some extended meaning, but he didn't know exactly what the extended meaning was.

"Are you sad for me?" He gave up thinking, and continued briskly, "There is no need to be sad. I just had a hunch that when I finish writing the manuscript, we will find that there are many more fake legs in this world." Something as good as a prosthetic hand—better than a thousand different prosthetic hands."