Chapter 1657

From Simon's casual mention of the concept of three bodies when chatting with everyone in Australia, to Sylvia's writing the story into a novel, and then to the recent completion of the final script by danilis's screenwriting team, the whole idea is beyond Simon's memory.

The new version, the heroine named Angela Winston.

Angela, a deliberate name.

Angel, devil?

Angela Winston was born in World War I, experienced World War II, and then the long cold war. She watched mankind almost destroy herself many times. As an astrophysicist, when participating in a secret alien exploration project in the United States, she accidentally received the signal of the trisomy, so the story began.

From Sylvia's perspective, the original tone of the new story is the most politically correct topic in the world, peace.

However, with the emergence of trisomy, the disclosure of information has destroyed almost all the existing ethical order of human society and opened a special era that lasted for hundreds of years.

The first season of the completed script is mainly based on the first novel. The style is mainly suspense. It tells the horror truth that human society has revealed step by step that trisomy people have deeply penetrated into all aspects of the earth world. The most wonderful part is the lock of proton on human cutting-edge technology.

In addition, the once three body game setting has been deleted and changed to a secret three body problem research club.

After all, the west is a more popular club.

The golden sunset is beside the curtain wall of the shell villa.

Simon shook his head when he heard Sylvia's question. "In fact, many times, creators don't think too much in the process of completing a story. The key is what readers see themselves, or what they want to see."

Sylvia's newlywed husband, Steve elwoz, echoed: "a thousand readers, a thousand Hamlets."

Simon nodded, "yes."

Nancy Brill said, "I've read Sylvia's first draft of the novel and the idea of the follow-up story I just talked about. Simon, I'm sure you're going to express something?"

"There are a lot of things I have to say, from 'War and peace' to 'survival is nothingness,'" Simon shrugged and smiled. "Even my personal thinking has been different in the same plot and at different times. Therefore, the problem is still with you. What do you want to see?"

They didn't answer, but Nancy pursued: "so, Simon, you must have read the script recently, so what comes to mind?"

Let's look at it again.

Simon thought for a moment and said, "there is one."

"Huh?"

Simon said: "I've been thinking about Utopia recently and come to a very pessimistic conclusion."

without rhyme or reason.

Everyone looked puzzled.

Even Sylvia, who was working on the story herself, inevitably wondered, "Simon, what do you mean?"

Simon felt the little guy on his knee struggling to return to his mother, so he had to pick it up and give it back to Nancy next to him, After sitting down again, he said: "some recent random thinking can also be related to the three bodies to some extent. In short, I suddenly found that Utopia is contrary to human nature, or, more frankly, Utopia is contrary to the survival nature of human beings as creatures. We can't demand that everyone should be as noble as saints. The result of forced repression will only be counterproductive."

The scene is full of smart people. Simon said so. Everyone can't help falling into association.

A moment later, Janet first said, "an ideal that most people are pursuing, but it is doomed to be impossible. This is really a sad thing."

Janet said with emotion, but her tone was not sad at all.

And a little smile.

Nancy said with some retorts: "idealism is definitely not wrong. It represents our best expectations for the world as thoughtful human beings. What is wrong is just a series of bad realities."

Sylvia wondered, "Simon, are we talking about trisomy? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Simon said, "I don't understand. I've been thinking too much in recent years. I can't help talking nonsense."

Another burst of laughter.

After everyone laughed, Sylvia added, "the problem is, Simon, it turns out that neither Utopia nor anti Utopia is in line with our real society, isn't it?"

"Of course," Simon said, "so I'm very pessimistic about the future of the world, because our nature is always easy to drag one thing to one extreme, and it's difficult to maintain the middle state."

Steve said again, "Simon, I probably understand what you're worried about, but isn't our system well preventing this society from going to the extreme in any direction?"

"Our system," Simon sighed a little, looked at the young men about his age and said, "Steve, you know, it's always easy for people to fall into the illusion that they regard a certain moment, a relatively good moment, as eternity, and think that the world will always be like this, but that's not the case."

Steve elworth was puzzled for a moment.

Simon said: "In this way, according to the current average life expectancy of 70 years, looking back 70 years, from 1930 to 2000, is equivalent to a person's life. Then, you can recall how many bad moments our world has experienced during this period, which are almost on the verge of destruction. Alternatively, you can arbitrarily intercept 70 years from the last one or two thousand years with clear human history records to see how much turbulence and chaos have taken place during this period Disaster. "

Obviously, no one else on the scene has considered this problem.

Simon's words fell, and we couldn't help recalling them together, and then we all inevitably gathered a little smile.

exactly.

Not to mention the more distant history, just the 70 years from 1930 to 2000. If this is a person's life, he or she will inevitably experience the Great Depression of the United States, the outbreak of World War II, the Cold War confrontation, the Cuban missile crisis, the long Vietnam War, the oil crisis, stagflation in the 1980s and the Gulf War

It was one bad moment and then another.

After a while, Sylvia said, "Simon, I think it must be different from before. In the future, I mean, we have entered a new era. The future should be full of hope, shouldn't it?"

Simon held Janet's small hand in his palm, gently rubbed it, and nodded slightly, "maybe."