Be careful from the male insect [Interstellar]

Ivan drank too much champagne, and when he returned to the dormitory, he was indeed drunk.

The editor-in-chief and the chairman left in a car alone, and the rest of the worms continued to sit in the large express car and drove happily on the way back.The car window was open, and outside was the usual beautiful night view of the main star, with blue and purple lights flashing, towering skyscrapers, and a thin mechanically synthesized voice loudly promoting the new high-quality tea this season.

Aiwen slept all the way, and at the end he was drinking a little bit madly. Ryan worked very hard to hang him up the stairs, walk into their door, and close it again.As soon as the door closed, Aiwen jumped crookedly to the ground and announced loudly:

"I want a prosthetic leg!"

Ryan: "...you keep your voice down."

Then he pushed the box to the center of the living room and took out the parts inside one by one. Ivan stood on the coffee table and watched.He still wears the original prosthetic eye, which is slightly reflective under the light, and only in this way can it be seen that it is not realistic.Ryan took out the mechanical hand that had been in close contact with the fake mechanical heart, and asked Ivan to put it on; then he began to sort out the foam paper on the prosthetic leg.

Ryan just tore open the first layer of packaging when he heard a "bang" from above.

I saw that Ai Wen was so drunk that he had already torn off a leg happily, pointing straight to the ceiling.Thank goodness he didn't just smash the lamp down.

"Hi!" Ai Wen stood on the coffee table with one leg, waving the prosthetic leg like a baton, "Good evening!"

Ryan: "...good evening. Would you consider coming down first?"

Aiwen's standing posture looks quite scary, but fortunately, it is obviously not the first time he has done this, so his sense of balance is very good, and there are no accidents.And even if he was drunk like this, he was still relatively easy to talk, so he just waved the artificial leg twice in the air, and then let go of it, letting it fall on the soft carpet with a "slap".

Ryan: "Come on, let me help you."

Ivan immediately grabbed his hand and jumped down in a posture that he thought was very chic (but still very frightening to Ryan).Then he was immediately attracted by the contents of the box, and began to put on artificial legs without a teacher.He was still not satisfied after putting it on, so he put his hands on the tea table again, performed a handstand, and almost knocked down the poor overhead light.

He was still muttering some strange words in his mouth. After listening for a long time, Ryan only heard one sentence clearly:

"Welcome to the golden | color | big | hall!"

Ryan: "..."

Ryan: "Welcome, welcome, do you want to consider coming down first?"

Alvin: "No, unless you kiss me."

Ryan: "You are upside down now, Ivan."

Alvin: "Really? I think you are all upside down. But okay."

He made a tactical roll on the coffee table, returning from a handstand to a normal posture.After the drunken madness, at this moment, he seemed to be a little sober.He sat on the tea table, first looked at his hands, and then kicked his legs.

"It feels the same as the real thing." Aiwen looked up at Ryan after reading it, with a very innocent expression, as if he had always had this expression since he was born.

Ryan was still half squatting on the ground, with his head raised, and there was a golden luster in his eyes.

Then he lowered his head and began to help Ivan clean up the artificial legs he had just thrown everywhere.Ivan was very restrained when he went crazy, and only threw them to the place covered by the carpet, so they were not broken.

Ivan was still sitting on the coffee table, seemingly in deep thought.

"What shall we do with these?" he asked suddenly. "I shall never need them again."

Ryan: "You can keep it as a keepsake, or donate it."

"Donate to other bugs." Ivan repeated thoughtfully, and sat there shaking his legs again.

As he sat there, he had begun to feel his body again.From the hands to the feet, to the eyes, except for the metal texture on the surface of the limbs, everything seems to belong to his limbs completely.Ai Wen thought that he had been disabled for so many years, and only in this short period of time before today, he experienced firsthand how a real disabled person lives.Of course, things are much better now than technology was hundreds of years ago.However, the prosthetic limbs are very stiff after all, without sensation, and the foreign body sensation is very strong when using them, which made him feel very, very clearly: they are not and cannot be a part of him.

Ai Wen: "I seem to know."

Ryan: "What do you know?"

He always spoke to Ivan in this tone, very accommodating, as if he was talking to a very small worm.

Ai Wen said: "When the things developed by Roselle's research laboratory are successfully marketed, probably other bugs like me will be able to avoid that kind of cumbersome prosthesis. It seems to be a very good thing. But I I remember that we seemed to discuss something before, I kind of forgot what it was, anyway, something was wrong... Ah, there it is!"

He jumped off the coffee table, "When we bought these bulky prosthetics, we also spent a lot of money. How much did it cost?"

Ryan said a number.

"We bought the best prosthesis." Aiwen said in a daze. "Others must be cheaper than it, but this is almost half of what they pay for experimental worms."

"That's it."

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Aiwen began to subconsciously remove the artificial leg again, this time he didn't turn up, but scratched on the ground, "I have an idea."

"what idea?"

"About the manuscript that the editor-in-chief told me to turn in before the end of the quarter." Ivan put his legs back on and walked around the room. "Although Mick's incident was successful, it was actually an accident. I just I made it clear what he wanted to express, and added a little bit of my sharp sword. The reason why the manuscript was successful is that the public naturally loves gossip, and the trial has just ended, and we are all people who have attracted much attention. In the end, they lack freshness, and I've never been heard in public in this way before. That's why."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, "And the interviews that will be negotiated later will probably not be fundamentally different from this one."

Ryan put all the prosthetics in the previous box, opened a drawer, and put them in one by one: "Do you want to do something different?"

Aiwen staggered into the mini-kitchen that came with the dormitory to pour water, and the sound came out mixed with the sound of water, which didn't sound very real:

"I'd like to see if I can write something that doesn't sound like a howl and has substance. But I don't know if the editor-in-chief will like it."

Ryan closed the drawer, "What are you going to write?"

Ivan came out with a cup again: "You know that."

He leaned against the door, holding the glass deftly in his metal fingers, tapping on the rim.While doing this, Ai Wen drank the water in the glass in one gulp, feeling that his alcoholism had subsided a little.He stood there looking at Ryan for a moment, then said suddenly:

"And you."

"I?"

"Don't you want to do something meaningful?" Ai Wen tilted his head and yawned, "I was thinking recently that you were a major general at any rate before, but after so many messy things, you turned out to be a bit like, It's kind of an appendage to me. You see, you're here because I was recruited by Ilga; you've got a position with management, but at the end of the day, you're my personal assistant to them .Where I am, there you are. If I am not here but there, you will be there too. Shouldn't you have your own things to do too?"

Ryan came over, squatted down in front of Ivan, and didn't speak.

Their shadows cast to the ground.

"And," Ivan shook the cup, feeling that there were still several double images of Ryan in front of him, "I don't think you like this either. You're just more involuntary than me, and you think I'm unhappy, so you Take care of me...Actually, I think you are a pessimist. I felt that way when I was in Serbia. So what do you want to do? What do you want to do before you go to military school?"

Ryan finally spoke, his tone was very obscure: "I don't know either."

"You don't seem to have told me." Ivan said to himself, the cup dangling dangerously in his hand, "About what happened when you were in school. Of course I didn't tell you, but that's because I didn't go to school, Holden taught me at home. So when he showed his true colors, I was very sad. Do you understand? Because he used to be really good to me. I really thought he was kind to me Emotional."

Ryan shot suddenly, accurately grabbed the empty glass, and slowly put it aside.

"At that time, I didn't know that I was a male bug." Ai Wen continued, "So I always fought with other bugs. Do you remember Todd? It was the big guy who went to the pier with me at that time, and I don't know what happened to him. He would be surprised if he saw me. There are some other friends, they are on Tobias planet. There, we have to drive, drive for a long time, to go to the city to see a movie... In theory, that is the host star Abandoned place, right? But all of them, including me, thought they belonged there at the time, so they weren’t unhappy.”

With no glass in his hand, he dangles his wrist from side to side, finally resting on Ryan's shoulder.

"What about you?" Ivan asked, tilting his head.

Ryan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why his thoughts jumped to himself again.

Aiwen: "Do you think you belong to the Serbian star? Or is it because you cannot belong to the main star, so you can only go there?"

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