Bu Fan found some key words in his short but grumbling description of the screenwriter:
Sample No. 222
sample person
background people
New College Entrance Examination Era
Rookie Angel
Humanity test
Waste product development plan
Quality development plan
Script correction
There are nine keywords in total, each keyword is a huge mystery and a key clue. Bu Fan felt that once he cracked all these keywords, he would be able to see the world he was in clearly and get to know himself again.
The screenwriter only has one page, but the main text of the flying page is more than 300 pages. Bu Fan believes that in the following reading, he will find more clues to help him clear up the fog and see the truth.
However, after he read all the texts, he found no clues.
After reading the text, the booklet in his hand was once again broken down into countless characters, which disappeared into Bu Fan's forehead and became a memory independent of the original memory: In the past three years, Bu Fan's fan group has grown from scratch, from small to large, regardless of Bu Fan. No matter how poor his academic performance is, they will never abandon him, appreciate him and worship him.
Bu Fan couldn't explain what he felt in his heart.
There is sorrow, there is warmth, there is sadness, there is joy...
"Is the fusion completed?" Huang Yuan came to Bu Fan again at some point, "Let me guess which fusion you chose... It took so long, you didn't use reading fusion, right? "
Bu Fan was still sitting on the ground, and the excitement caused by the revision of flying pages had not yet calmed down. He looked at the wasteland and nodded.
"Yeah, it's true! Please tell me why you chose this. We guess you will choose to experience the fusion." Huang Yuan's tone expressed surprise, but his expression contained a sense of taking it for granted.
Bu Fanyan said succinctly and comprehensively: "Intuition."
Wasteland was stunned for a moment and murmured: "It's that damn intuition again!"
Bu Fan looked at the wasteland in confusion and asked, "How do you say that?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Huang Yuan obviously didn't want to continue the original topic, so he turned around and said, "You are the first specimen to come to my Great Bright Empire as a guest. Are you honored? Are you proud?"
Bu Fan shook his head unceremoniously and said: "Not honored! Not proud!"
"What a little guy who doesn't know how to cooperate! You pretend to be honored and proud, and we are all happy. Wouldn't it be better to spoil other people's interest?" Huang Yuan said to himself, "I don't have the same experience as you. Now that you are here in my big house, I will reluctantly show you around the Empire of Light."
"But I don't want to visit!" Bu Fan flatly refused, requesting a bit stiffly, "My fans are still fighting, and I have to go back to quell their disputes. I think you can send me back, please send me back!"
"You don't have to worry about this. No matter how long you stay here, you will still be at the same time when you came back. Don't worry about missing or delaying anything." Wasteland seemed to really hope that Bu Fan would visit his Great Light Empire and dispel After understanding Bu Fan's concerns, he threw out another temptation, "If you cherish this opportunity to come to our Great Bright Empire, I can answer you a question before sending you back. It's not just any question, but I learned from your many thoughts. Choose one answer from the questions asked.”
Bu Fan remained silent.
Wasteland was a little anxious and continued to seduce you: "I can't answer some questions for you, but as long as you visit my Great Light Empire, I can choose a question that I can't answer for you to answer, and you will definitely make money without losing money. !”
Bu Fan stood up slowly and said, "Okay, now that you've come, let's settle down. I'll visit and you can lead the way!"
When Huang Yuan heard this, he immediately smiled and said enthusiastically, "Okay! Classmate Bu Fan, please go this way!"
After saying that, Huang Yuan walked briskly in front, followed by Bu Fan.
There were too many lamps and dazzling lights. Bu Fan was already dazzled and numb.
Wasteland was in high spirits and talked eloquently: "This is the largest and most complete lighting city in the universe, known as the Great Empire of Light. You can find all the lighting fixtures in the universe here."
Bu Fan snorted disapprovingly.
Huang Yuan asked unhappily: "Don't you believe it?"
"A bit." Bu Fan did not deny it.
Huang Yuan felt insulted and called to the formation: "Let's do this. If you tell me which kind of lamp is not available here, I will reward you with a lifetime of light!"
Bu Fan asked: "What is lifelong light?"
"I've covered all the lamps you need in your life!" Huang Yuan said generously, patting his chest.
Bu Fan said: "What an attractive reward. I would like to ask if the lamps can be exchanged for money?"
Huang Yuan said seriously: "Don't talk about money with me, I only talk about light!"
Bu Fan was speechless. This man could be regarded as a model of self-talk and rules. He thought for a while and said: "I definitely can't tell at the moment, will this reward be effective in the long term?"
Huang Yuan said boldly: "Okay, it will be effective for you for a long time!"
The hall seemed endless, and so did the lamps. Bu Fan had long been tired of aesthetics, and no matter how cleverly designed and exquisitely crafted lamps entered his eyes, they would not cause any disturbance.
However, Wasteland's interest remained undiminished and he kept talking loudly: "You must not know that such an unprecedented great bright empire, the only one in the universe, was created by my own efforts. And I am just a farmer, with no foundation and no foundation. What kind of culture can actually accomplish things that many well-educated and well-educated people can’t do!”
After saying this, Huang Yuan paused, looked at Bu Fan expectantly, and almost shouted to Bu Fan: "Praise me! Praise me!"
Bu Fan obviously has no such awareness. These lamps and the entrepreneurial story of the wasteland have nothing to do with him and cannot arouse the slightest interest in him.
When Huang Yuan was talking, Bu Fan had already left his job. Huang Yuan said ten sentences, but Bu Fan didn't even listen to half of them. Huang Yuan didn't wait for Bu Fan's praise. Seeing Bu Fan's confused look, he suddenly realized that even if he was more explicit in his inducement, it would be difficult for him to enlighten Bu Fan and shoot the colorful rainbow fart as he wished.
Hateful people must have pity.
Play the piano to a cow. The cow is hateful because it cannot understand the music. The cow is pitiful because it is not blessed to enjoy the beauty of the music.
Don't talk about ice with summer insects. Summer insects are hateful because they don't know there is ice. Summer insects are pitiful because they have no chance to encounter ice.
Looking at Bu Fan in the wasteland at this time, it was like seeing a cow playing the piano to a cow, like seeing a summer insect that could not be compared to a summer insect. It was really hateful to be hateful, and it was really pitiful to be pitiful.
Originally, Huang Yuan thought that if Bu Fan allowed him to answer questions, he would not mind giving Bu Fan a few extra questions. To him, answering one question is not much different from answering several questions.
Huang Yuan sighed and decided to interrupt the visit. According to the original plan, he was going to take Bu Fan to every corner of the hall. But when he met such an ignorant person, he was already losing interest.
He stopped and said to Bu Fan: "You can ask questions. You can ask three questions, and I will choose one of them to answer."
Bu Fan thought for a while and said: "First question: What are sample people and background people? Second question: Who is the rookie envoy? Third question: What is a human nature test?"
Wasteland said matter-of-factly: "The first question is two questions. Remove one and ask again."
Bu Fan could only say: "The first question: What is a background person? The second and third questions remain unchanged."
