Chapter 7 exhibition

The large glass windows of the hotel are directly transformed into screens.The clean and smooth walls received projections from the slide projector, and Iger turned the room into a projection room. When not filming, he was always immersed in the room, floating and sinking in the teacher's posthumous works. The teacher's film makes Iger's imagination run wild.He has never seen such a movie.The teacher is like a child, throwing out many questions, and every piece of film is a question.It seems that he doesn't care about routine skills at all, and he doesn't hide burdens. He just presents the most direct scenes again and again, and presents every setting that makes him feel subtle.

Iger looked at the teacher's film like a diary.The teacher does not tell about his own life, but records eight years of thinking with bits and pieces of lens.Every shot is language.There are a large number of incomplete fragments, which are classified under the category of "unpublished", just like the flashes drawn by a person in a diary.There are 20 complete films, either long or short, and they are not named, but arranged by serial number. At the beginning of a film, he took a picture of a girl, a beautiful girl in a pink dress, and the camera shot her clearly from left to right, from head to toe.A voice-over says: "Please hold on tight, this will be the last time we see her."After finishing speaking, the camera suddenly swooped down on the girl's body, and the screen turned black, making people think that it followed her into her body.Since then, the audience has been seeing everything as a sealed soul, but they can always be aware of their "self" appearance, and they can always think of the girl's appearance, like a virtual hood, covering the outside of the camera.The girl later did a series of things, ordinary little things, but all the ordinary became far away.The camera is soothing but gloating, expressing very clearly how a person who has self-awareness and can't see through is trapped in the hood he built.

The teacher's exploration of each expression can be described with precision. Before coming to Mars, Iger questioned his career.Filmmaking has increasingly become a job without technical content.With the advent of 3D technology, anyone can be a director. Not only can he shoot his own family short film, but he can also shoot a whole long drama. Glasses can be immersive and walk into it.As a result, filmmakers' attention has shifted, and they no longer think about the presentation skills of the screen, but only focus on the twists and turns of the plot.However, the teacher told Iger in his own way that the best presentation method is not the latest one, but the most unique one.

The teacher still shoots two-dimensional films.The two-dimensional limitation becomes an advantage.He took a picture of a person. When he was young, he had a whim and wanted to take a photo of himself every day before going to bed to record the changes in his life.He really did.In the beginning, I needed to use the reminder clock to remind me, but later it became a natural habit after eating, chatting and taking a bath.One day when he came home from work and had nothing to do, he decided to take a look at the photos he had taken.He brought out the food, poured the wine, sat in the dark, held the remote control, and played one by one on the wall.Movie followed his gaze, stared at the wall, and slid past clear heads one after another.At first you can't see the difference, but the person who puts it on the photo gets old.When the photo was placed at this time, he did not stop, but kept putting it backwards, getting older a little bit, and stopped abruptly at a photo of an old man.Immediately afterwards, the scene suddenly cut back to this person, who was still sitting in the dark with the remote control in his hand, but he was old, fell down and died, and the food was still on the table.The camera stays here, and there is a breath of death in the silence.

The teacher also took some three-dimensional films.In these films, he uses the holographic stereoscopic to accurately enlarge the small feeling.He took a picture of a neurotic person who kept noticing the old cockroaches on his hands and always had the urge to tear them off.In order not to injure himself, he tried to divert his attention to other places. As a result, the weak and crescendo hiss of the automatic boiling water in the wall made his nerves tortured.So, he began to envy all those who didn't notice the skin on their hands.This led him to pay special attention to other people's hands, and suffered from this attention.The entire film requires the viewer to enter a three-dimensional environment, and the sensitive pain of the protagonist is magnified very clearly.The film deliberately arranges two engineers to sit aside, saying that a huge project is about to fail and the planet is in crisis, but it makes people feel that, in comparison, the pain of the body or the old man in the hand is more real and more real. Distressing.

Iger couldn't watch all the films quickly.He stayed at the hotel when he wasn't out, but still couldn't see much.He found that the teacher was always questioning the certainty of people and life. In his films, he disassembled and reassembled daily life. All appearances seem to be unstable and can flow, expand or disappear.In such a process, some meanings dissolve, and some conclusions stand out eerily. Yige began to understand why the teacher stayed on Mars.All these films, all these tentative stories and scenes, can't find a way out in the environment of the earth.The dissolution of life is always the teacher's interest, an interest that no one needs.What people need is guidance in life, not guidance outside life.On the Internet, the easiest transactions are films that meet people’s needs, such as giving people a phantom that can communicate when they are alone, such as those that smell of perfume and blood, and those that bring beautiful women to fight with people and mysterious revelations. These are all holographic films greatest advantage.There's also a fair amount of support for society-hate venting movies, but few people buy teacher flicks, and they struggle to survive the trade, regardless of whether they're actually fantastic.

All the films of the teacher are stored in the database.His space has been managed by Janet since he left. As for the database, Iger couldn't figure out its complete appearance and structure, but he knew it was huge.He almost went straight to the point, searching the teacher's personal space directly.But on the way to the space, he once glimpsed the luxuriant side branches like the branches of a thousand-year-old tree.If every living Martian has his own space, then there are at least tens of millions of spaces.In addition to hundreds of thousands of studio spaces, comprehensive public spaces, exhibition spaces, and interactive spaces that are constantly updated, the entire database is another Martian city, a huge virtual city.A person's personal space is like his home, and the city bulletin board is the square, where works are stored in the home, and the square rolls out announcements, inviting others to appreciate them.Just like a thousand-year-old tree, it has luxuriant leaves and branches.

Iger didn't do any more roaming of the entire database, partly because he didn't have time, and partly because Janet asked. Please keep it a secret.When Janet gave Igg the password, she said it sincerely.Except for Arthur, we have never given permission to outsiders to enter. There are many free things in it, open, but very important.As an administrator, I shouldn't overstep my responsibilities.But you were a student of Arthur, and I want you to see his legacy, his film, and the world he lived in.She looked down at her hands, her voice still hoarse after crying.Besides myself, I hope there is someone else to help me remember.Arthur was there for eight years, and I'm afraid that one day I'll die too, and no one in this world will know.You can watch anything, and you can take the movies with you.But keep it a secret, please.

OK, I'm keeping it a secret.Yige solemnly promised. He won't tell anyone.He never mentioned it to anyone.The teacher left the most important part of his life here, and he will continue this time with silence.The teacher left the film, Janet opened the space for him, and it was the most precious gift he had ever received.He wants to travel around the world slowly, understand what the teacher found, and find the reasons why the teacher stayed and left. ※※※ In Iger's view, the unstoppable vulgarity of the planet is the crux of the twenty-second century.The popularization of knowledge has enveloped the world since the 20th century, but at that time there were still some tails of the classical era, and some people lived for great and noble ideas and wisdom, but in the 22nd century, everything great Dissipated, no one pursues these anymore, and people's eyesight is shortened to the extent that it cannot be shorter.Without the pursuit of supreme wisdom, civilization begins to be vulgar.This is a disease that belongs to everyone, including himself.He came to Mars with doubts, wondering if the teacher found answers here.

From a personal point of view, a world is a room.He can live in one room all his life, or he can open a door and enter another room.Sometimes the thought of stepping out of the house can feel scary, but other times, getting in and out is just a split second.From the map of space, a person is smaller than a room, but to a person, a room is only a part of the undercurrent of life. On the map of time, a person is wider than a room. On the surface, the creative lives on Earth and Mars are not very different, creating, publishing, and being popular with others, but no one knows the real difference better than Iger.There is also a space for public publication of works on the earth, and it looks democratic on the surface, but it is a kind of instant space like a supermarket. Every work enters the trading area, like a bottle of milk. It needs to find a buyer quickly and be sold quickly. Take it off the shelf or it will expire and be returned to the factory.Three days, or thirty days.trade, or die.Every warehouse expects zero storage, and every buyer and seller is concerned with fresh goods.If no one is interested in a short-term transaction, it seems that the work will also spoil.Theoretically speaking, a work can be quietly placed on the shelf until someone finds it, but in practice, this situation will never happen. If there is no on-the-spot transaction, there will be no wasteful preservation.Adorno once said that the hope of writing is not to have an impact on the world, but that someday, somewhere, someone can fully understand the original meaning of his writing.But this hope, two hundred years after his death, turned out to be an illusion.

In such an instant transaction, the pursuit of supreme wisdom cannot be tolerated.Iger has survived in such a supermarket for seven years.From eighteen to twenty-five years old.He tried to pursue lofty ideas, and for this he did not hesitate to isolate himself from the entire big market.His film belongs to a special small store, similar to a high-priced organic fruit store, which is different from industrial products, and the buyers are determined.He only sells here and only buys here.He has a fixed clique, like a tree nourished by rain and dew in southern Kansas, which does not produce many apples, but has a special nostalgia and smell.This is his usual style, and it is also Tyne's intentional arrangement.Tyne supported Ige from the very beginning, made plans for him, and advised him that a stable circle is the key to the sale. Despite this, Iger still needs to run around on the earth, sitting at the top of a high-rise, at a high-level desk made of light alloys, explaining his next plan to every possible sponsor, sandwiching a new flavor of cigarettes, and not talking about art , talk about their market share.Twice a week, he goes to the online meeting station to meet with netizens, turn into a virtual person, pose and sell what he has done.This is a life he has been used to for a long time, and it even takes up more time share than creation. It now appears that none of this is necessary on Mars.They don't worry about survival, they don't consider distribution, they don't need to advertise, and they don't need to seek profits.What kind of state this is, Yige can hardly imagine, but he can feel the great attraction of this kind of life. At least for him, it is better than anything to worry about food and clothing, have no distractions, and only talk about creation and ideals all day long. Both are ideal. Iger wants to have a good talk with Janet after watching all the films.He sees the world around him through the eyes of a defector, and he begins to feel confused.He felt that the teacher's departure was unnatural, like a wanderer who wandered alone in the wilderness, felling wood and laying stones, building fences, but returning to the city on the day the wooden house was completed.As soon as one world lights up, it fades away in another. Why is that.he thinks.Is there a revolving door between the rooms? ※※※ This morning, Yige came to the hall of the convention and exhibition center as usual. The Convention and Exhibition Center is the tallest building on Mars and the main venue for the exposition.The earth exhibits are all displayed here, and the negotiations between the delegation and Mars are also in the central meeting room here.The convention and exhibition center has a special structure. The five-story building is like a pyramid. The bottom floor is a wide hall, and each floor above shrinks a circle. There is only one meeting room on the fifth floor.At this moment, the delegation is negotiating in the conference room, and all kinds of goods from the earth are accompanied by the residents of Mars on the first floor. On days without exhibitions, the convention center would presumably be used as a museum of science and technology.The usual house columns on Mars are colored opaque to obscure the mechanical structures and electrical circuits that run within them.But the convention center is different.There are many thick pillars standing in the hall, each of which is transparent, exposing the internal structure, like an aquarium showcase with special content, or a biological skeleton seen on a perspective instrument.There is a display board next to each pillar, which introduces the technology and function of the equipment in the pillar, the developer and the evolution chronology.Basically, all the necessary protection and control of the house are completed by these circuits, from heating and heat insulation, to cosmic ray particle shielding, to water circulation and air circulation, and the wall itself plays the role of heaven and earth.Iger photographed and read it, and learned a lot from it. Usually in the morning, Iger will do his duty first, shoot the visitors in the exhibition hall, shoot the conversation scenes in the conference hall, and then follow his own wish to visit and hang out in other places in the city, taking pictures of fresh and interesting pictures in his eyes, Take life on Mars.There wasn't much interesting about the content of the negotiations.Both parties repeatedly stated the same words, hoping that if they stated more, the other party would accept it.The daily routine briefings are: the two sides exchange views friendly and discuss key issues.Anyone familiar with negotiations knows that this means another day of repetition without substantial progress.The earth delegation hides chaos under the bluff, and the will of a representative of a certain country is often blocked by a representative of another country. The king will stand up and deny what Ivandonov said, and he cannot reach a consensus and fight secretly. One side speaks in unison.In the past few days, the economic crisis on the earth, technology stocks have plummeted, and all countries are affected. Therefore, they all look forward to using Mars technology to get themselves out of the crisis, but at the same time, they are afraid of others doing the same thing.This didn't interest Iger.He doesn't spend too much time in the convention and exhibition center every day, and usually leaves quickly after a routine cutscene. This morning was different.As soon as he put on his shooting glasses, he saw Luo Ying from a distance.She was dressed in casual clothes and walked with two other girls, with two thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys beside her. Iggy got excited.For him, this is a rare opportunity.He's sure he'd love to shoot this girl, but he doesn't want to stalk.He has the sharpness of a hound, but also the stubbornness of a log.He doesn't want to take candid shots, even if it makes people more sensitive, he doesn't want to.He went to the dance classroom to interview and photograph her once three days ago, but he has not seen her outside the dance classroom.She has to train every day, and it's rare for her to come out, and it's even rarer for him to meet her.He wondered if he would have the opportunity to talk today. Iggy watched from a distance, trying to figure out the girl's personality from the outside.Luo Ying wore dark gray loose and soft wide-leg trousers today, which draped well.Over the jacket was a long, loose sleeveless blouse, which swung with trousers.The hair is also loosely clipped, which feels like her clothes, casual and comfortable.She seemed a little absent-minded, not paying much attention to herself and everything around her, walking with other people but not talking much, her mind seemed to be in another world.He didn't know if she had been so absent-minded all the time, or if she was particularly preoccupied this day.I just think her perplexed appearance is very special, perplexed and beautiful. Luo Ying walked among several children, held by someone's arm, and did not dominate the direction, as if she could go in any direction.Her steps are light, in stark contrast to the jumping red-haired girl beside her. Ig walked towards them, keeping a distance from them.He activated the glasses and followed their footsteps with a long shot. The three girls walked leisurely, mostly following the pace of the two boys.Eagle knew one of them.Rouault Beverly, Mr. Beverly's son, the only young man in the delegation.At this moment, he stood in front of various items, pointing with an unabashedly ostentatious tone.The other boy was round and chubby, half a head taller than Luau. He looked very simple and honest, but his face had obvious stubbornness, and he seemed to be always looking for reasons to refute Luau. Luau seemed to be at a disadvantage, a little unhappy, and strode forward with his mouth curled up.The boy in white ran and jumped to follow. "Toto, don't run around! Take care of the guests!" The red-haired girl next to Luo Ying shouted behind them. Iger found it interesting.He likes to photograph ordinary people in life.I like to photograph their pride, disdain, competitiveness and surprise.He shuttled through the exhibition every day, and he could see different types of Martian residents.People's attitudes towards the on-site exhibits are often different, and they all share a very different attitude from the earth.This is what Iger finds most interesting. Eagle followed them. When several teenagers came to the booth of health products, a boy named Toto pointed to an ion pot and asked, "What is this?" Luao came to his senses and said: "This is called an ion pot. It can match your physique with the most suitable ion drink, choose the most suitable element combination, and ensure the most sufficient nutrition. There is also a matching electronic detector. The needle can detect your body's pH and trace element concentration at any time, so that your body fluids can always be kept at the healthiest level." Toto laughed, his round nose squeezed by his cheeks: "What a fool's way of saying it!" "Toto!" the red-haired girl slapped him hard on the back and shouted, "How can you talk like that!" Toto pouts and argues: "That's right! Humans' pH and ion levels can be adjusted by themselves. Why do you want this thing?" Rouault said: "You don't understand this. Experts have said that people's own adjustments will always fluctuate up and down, and they will not reach the optimum." Toto asked: "What's wrong with the fluctuation? It should have fluctuated." Luau shook his head and said, "I tried it myself. I have the latest model at home. I haven't used it for a month. I just feel that it is not easy to recover from fatigue and cold." Toto grinned: "Of course! You're used to this thing, and it's no wonder you can adjust yourself." He was so excited, his eyes narrowed into two slits, "Our teacher said earlier that people on Earth I like to bluff people the most, this is called creating desire.” Yige shuddered inwardly.He didn't expect Toto to pop up such grown-up vocabulary.He is not wrong at all. The essence of commodities lies in desire, and when desire is satisfied, desire is created.Whoever can create new desires will be able to stand in the center of the market.This is true, but it is worth thinking about it from Toto's mouth.This shows that Martian's education started to talk about the ills of the commodity economy from a very early age. He didn't know how much Toto could understand, whether he just memorized the verbal labels, or was really precocious enough to understand the system. Luau couldn't say enough about Toto, and he turned his head away with embarrassment on his face.He really wanted to be like his father, always maintain a restrained face, but he only learned to be serious, but he hadn't learned to be tactful.His face was narrow, his eyes were set a little close together, and his facial features were tightly drawn into a straight line when he was unhappy.He is an ideal product of the commodity society, believing in advertising is like believing in the truth, thinking that the seller's consideration is for the buyer. "Then what are you?" He retorted unwillingly, "You are suppressing desires. You are destroying humanity!" "Nonsense," Toto was also annoyed, "It's obvious that you are creating desires!" "It's you who suppress your desires!" "It's you..." "Okay, okay," the red-haired girl quickly interrupted the two of them, and said angrily, "They are all well-bred gentlemen, what does it look like to be so noisy. You let sister Luo Ying judge and see who can say the right thing Right or not." She said and pulled Luoying's arm, hoping that she would stand up and quell the quarrel. Only then did Luo Ying come out from her absent-mindedness, looked at her, and at the two boys beside her, and said calmly: "Desire? Every place has a place's desire." The red-haired girl thought for a while, and seemed to feel that the answer was too vague. She was afraid that the two boys would quarrel again, so she followed her words and asked, "Are you also crazy about shopping on Earth?" "Not crazy, but often bought." "Buy shoes every month?" "more or less." "Buy it even if it's not worn out?" "Ok." "Why?" Luo Ying patted her hands and said, "When you're in the dance troupe, shopping is a form of entertainment. It's just like having a dance party." "Ah? Really?" The red-haired girl's interest gradually increased, she stopped caring about the two boys, and started to ask along with her own interests, "How can this be the same? Could it be that they buy things there the same way we do?" Is it different here?" "Not the same." "What's the difference? Tell me, tell me." She urged Luo Ying, "You said you were going to talk about the earth last time, but you never talked about it. How was it when you were in the dance troupe? Don't you usually have dance parties? " "Yes, but it's not our dance." Luo Ying said, "their dances are filled with people who don't know each other. They meet each other temporarily and dance temporarily. There is no need to invite a dance partner in advance. We also go, but not every week Sometimes I drink and dance continuously for two or three days, and sometimes I don’t go for two or three weeks. The girls in the dance troupe like shopping. When there is no arrangement, they go shopping. Sometimes I Go with them, sometimes not. Once you get used to something, there is no reason. If you go every week, it will be awkward if you don't go any week. "The things they buy there are really different from ours. Don't we order most of our things directly? They are different. Most of their things are displayed in a very beautiful way. The store and the park are one. It's like Like a hill, the corridors go up and down like a labyrinth, and there are gorgeous little trains, all the way through the mountains and ridges, passing by shops, while walking, you can see clothes, shoes and toys arranged like scenes from fairy tales, you can’t help but buy them Yes. Boys and girls usually go shopping when they date. The building I lived in for the first two years when I first arrived there was actually a big shopping mall and also a city. It was similar in shape to our center, pyramid-shaped, but 200 stories high , We live on the 180th floor, train on the 50th floor, eat on the 20th floor, dance on the 123rd floor, and shop on each floor. If you go, you may buy more than me.” "Two hundred floors!" The red-haired girl opened her mouth wide and sighed, "How high is that!" Luau was on the side, listening very proudly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the magnificence was his credit. "Then you couldn't live anymore?" the red-haired girl asked again. Luo Ying shook her head: "I moved out after two years of living here." "Why?" "I didn't stay in the dance troupe after that." The red-haired girl wanted to continue asking, but Luo Ying seemed absent-minded again.And the two boys started walking again, and the girls followed suit.Ige became more curious about Luo Ying, and he was going to talk to Luo Ying at the right time, secretly preparing questions in his heart. Not long after, Ig heard the two boys arguing again. "...This is amazing," Luau's voice regained his composure, "The previous IP fingerprints could only guarantee the monitoring of network transmission, but could not control the transaction at hand, so the black market for e-books was rampant. But this new generator can The code is directly written into the book, and as soon as you read it, no matter how you got it, it will automatically send a signal and pay money to the author's online account. This completely ensures the copyright issue of the IP economy and makes the market stable and orderly. " Toto frowned: "What is the IP economy?" Luau tilted his head and smiled, and said in a very educated tone: "It is a great leap from traditional industries to creative industries." Toto didn't quite understand: "Then why do you have to pay for reading?" Luau gave him a blank look, as if he didn't bother to answer such a question. He gently picked up a small scroll next to it, unfolded it into a book-sized page, and said to Toto: "Look at this! The latest personal computer. Not only is it light in weight, small in size, easy to use, and super waterproof, you can even Use it in the swimming pool." Toto said, "That's funny. Who's using the computer in the swimming pool?" Luau ignored him and continued: "Put it in your pocket, you can use it wherever you go, the ultra-long-lasting micro-battery, and various ways of accessing the network such as infrared, microwave, and optical fiber. Block it, and you can surf the Internet even in the subway.” Toto was even more puzzled: "What is this for? Don't you have terminals in the subway?" "What is a terminal?" "A terminal is a terminal. We have it in the station, in the museum, in the store." "Are you talking about public computers? That's different. Public computers don't have their own files, how can they work?" "Why can't I work? Isn't it enough to log in to the personal space?" Both Luault and Toto were a little annoyed.They couldn't understand each other, and they were all baffled by this clueless argument. This time it was Luo Ying who took the initiative to smooth things over: "Toto, the earth is different from ours. They don't have a central server. The earth is too big and there are too many people. They connect personal computers into a network." Luo Ying spoke simply and plainly, understatement, and inadvertently smoothed out the huge difference. Iger knew she was right, the difference between Mars and Earth was the central server versus the PC, the database versus the network.But she downplays the matter by attributing it to geography and population, making the debate seem unnecessary.But in reality, this difference involves many complex aspects.For example, the profit of computer manufacturers: Computers on the earth are updated every three years on average. If they are installed in buildings like Mars and are inconvenient to be eliminated, then where will the development of computer companies come from?For example, technology and responsibility issues: on earth, who has the power to operate such a system, the government or the company, who has the financial resources and capabilities.There is also a more critical ideological background issue: the mainstream media on the earth has always been proud of the tradition of atomized individuals. If such a central server is used to unify everyone, I don’t know how fierce the thinkers will criticize. He didn't know whether Luo Ying didn't know these questions or ignored them on purpose.If she didn't understand, then she just happened to find the simplest answer.If she knew, she didn't want to raise these issues with the boys.He looked at her plain eyebrows and thought maybe it was time to go over and say hello. Just at this time, the children began to walk unsteadily towards the eating area beside them. Yige followed them and walked to Luo Ying at the buffet table.Luo Ying looked at him and nodded slightly. "Morning." Yige greeted proactively. "morning." Luo Ying didn't look like she wanted to talk, but she didn't refuse.Her greeting was flat, but she walked slowly, lagging behind the other kids, which gave Ig room and opportunity to speak. "Are they your former friends?" He pointed to the girl in front of him. "Well. Neighbor." "Martians don't move, do they?" "Never move." "That is the neighbor for many years?" "If I don't leave, it will be eighteen years." "Then we know each other well?" "If I don't leave, I understand very well." "What now?" Luo Ying didn't answer directly, but pointed to the red-haired girl and said, "Jill's biggest dream is to be a designer, and she can design the most beautiful wedding dress in the future." After speaking, she pointed to the blue dress beside her that had been silent The girl: "Puranda's wish is to write poetry, to write a good poem like Byron, and to become a classic." "how about you?" "I want to be a botanist, a great botanist, and discover the secrets of petals and colors." "real?" Iggy laughed lightly.Maybe it was the overly serious look on her face, or maybe it was this serious-sounding dream.He wanted to talk to her more about childhood topics, and he didn't want his camera to be just gossip.He wanted his voice and tone to sound like homely conversation, not sleuthing with prying eyes. Luo Ying didn't speak for a while, took an apple from the shelf, and weighed it in her hand.Ig also took down a cup of chocolate cream.They walked slowly to the checkout counter, slid their hands past the machine, paid, and stood at a small round table by the wall, not too far away from the other children.Luo Ying kept looking at them, and when she saw them looking for her, she raised her hand as a signal. "So, what is your great ideal now?" Iger asked lightly. "I have no great ideals." "Don't want to be a great dancer?" "In no mood." "Why? You have such good conditions here." "OK?" "Isn't it good? You have such a stable life, you don't have to worry about sales, you have space, and you have a studio." Luo Ying suddenly fell silent.Igb wanted to wait for her to answer, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound.He was a little strange, looking at her face.She looked a little too low, beyond the limit of bewildered and absent-minded.At first when he saw that she didn't want to speak, he thought it was just her mind drifting away, but later he found that her silence seemed to be a kind of depression, as if she was in an extremely bad mood, but she forbeared not to make a sound.He didn't know when she started to change.She wasn't like this just now. "What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Did I say something wrong?" "You're right," she said deadpan, "it's all too well." "What does it mean?" "Means nothing." "Do you feel bad?" She raised her head, looked at him with bright eyes, and said, "The question is not whether it's good or not, but that you can't think it's bad. This...can you understand?" Yige froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer, her eyes seemed to contain sadness, and he had no idea of ​​the source of this sadness.He thought about the answer, and her eyes rolled on his face for a moment, but before he could answer, she said sorry, got up and ran out, without even having time to say hello to the other children.They were very strange, called her from behind, and turned to look at Ig.Yige knew that she didn't want them to see her sadness. For the rest of the day, Iggy became absent-minded, too.He made a final turn around the exhibition hall, re-shot the panorama, and left. The venue of the exhibition is very different from the style of the earth.The exhibition hall is not fancy, and the exhibits are neatly placed on the display stand, next to the standard display board introduction, just like a museum, not a trade fair.The earth preparatory team brought a detachable exploration cave and a speed experience field, but found that the exhibition hall was not high enough to be arranged.They traveled far and wide to bring dazzling sets that could handle any siege and propaganda bombing, but they couldn't deal with bombing without siege and propaganda.The towering and gorgeous booth could not be opened, and it was only half assembled, as if curled up and squatting on the ground.The photoelectric carpet is half rolled and half covered, which looks aggrieved.The posters cover the entire wall. Because they are too big, they look like strange faces up close.Everything is discounted, because of this discount, neither side can please.