Chapter 10 Grand Theater

When Luo Ying was waiting for her brother, there was a sea wave lurking in her heart.In any case, she also wanted to hear her brother talk about her parents. My brother leaves early and returns late every day, and is hardly seen at home.She goes to his studio to find him.He was not in the office, and his roommate said he went to the processing workshop.So she came to the workshop and watched silently in the lounge. She cannot enter the operation workshop, and the workshop and lounge are separated by hard tempered glass.The huge workshop is spacious and clean, the walls are transparent, revealing the circuits inside, the doors are heavy and locked tightly, and the partition wall is divided into small windows by green spokes.The elder brother in the window is wearing a protective helmet and glasses, and personally operates the operation of the assembly line.There are two assistants beside him, who are older than him, but they listen to his command, assist on the side, responsible for the details and check the quality.Lu Di moved skillfully, standing alone in front of a row of tall machines, like taming a giant dragon, commanding it to use its dexterous and powerful hands and feet to complete the blueprint in its mind.The giant dragon is blue and white, and its sections are very long and narrow, cutting metal, feeding and exhaling fiber. One end is the raw material mouth like three water tanks, and the other end is a golden bench that looks like air bubbles that spit out lightly.

Luo Ying was very familiar with that bench, it was the one that welcomed her on the first day home. After returning home for a few days, what Luo Ying knows best is her brother's career plan: experimental research, engineering team leader, council member, system elder.This is the smoothest path to prominence on Mars.He has outstanding grades since he was a child, and he often has a proud smile on his mouth.So far so good.It's just the beginning. The Fifth Electromagnetic Research Institute is a subordinate studio of the solar system. Most of the daily energy of Mars comes from the electromagnetic radiation of the sun, so electromagnetic research is generally included under the solar system.The circuit boards on the roof, the antennas around the edge of the city, and the particle magnetic shielding circuits of each house are all obtained from the research of the solar system.Mars has developed the walls and roof to be transparent, and there are always visible and invisible circuits inside the glass wall. Changing these circuits can generate a local strong magnetic field. Lu Di is using this to step up his own project research.

Luo Ying drank the juice, recalling her childhood in the sad colored liquid.She thought of the lifelong dream they had once said. What she thought was to study side by side with her beloved in a sunny room, while what her brother thought was to take the girl he liked to go on a long voyage into the universe.She wanted to stay, and her brother wanted to leave.But in the end she went to the universe, and he took root and grew up in his homeland.She never mentioned her childhood dream to him again. The cup was empty, and my brother finally came out. When he saw her, he was a little surprised, took off his protective cap, rubbed his messy blond hair, nodded, came to sit next to her, not in high spirits, with red eyes, looking tired.He took a cup of coffee from the wall, took two biscuits, drank it too quickly, choked, and coughed badly.Luo Ying waited for him to stop and calm down before opening her mouth softly.

"Brother, are you okay?" "Okay. As usual." "I think you look a little tired today." "It's okay." Lu Di shook his head, "How about you? How is the training?" "so so." The two were silent for a while.Lu Di waited for Luo Ying to speak.She hesitated for a moment, looked at the busy workshop beside her, picked up her brother's cup, got up and went to get him another cup of coffee, gently adjusted the sugar, and put it in front of him. "Brother, I went to see Uncle Rack." "Huh?" Lu Di was a little surprised.

"He confirmed my question." He understood, lowered his head to drink his coffee, and let out a nasal "huh". "You knew then, didn't you?" He didn't speak. "You also know the cause of your parents' death, right?" He still didn't speak. "Tell me, okay?" "It was really an accident," Lu Di said expressionlessly, "The technical director of the accident spacecraft was also punished later." Luo Ying was stabbed by her brother's sense of distance, and felt a little uncomfortable. She changed her way, looked at him bluntly, and asked, "Brother, is grandpa a dictator?"

Lu Di frowned: "Why do you ask that?" "Because everyone else said so." "Earthling?" "Ok." "Do you believe the words of the people on Earth? Many words are prejudices." "And some are not." "It's either prejudice or ignorance. You know that." "I have no idea." "You should know." Luo Ying looked at her brother, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was very serious, and his eyes looked at her frankly. "I thought I knew too." She lowered her head and whispered, "but Grandpa ordered the Martian protest revolution to be banned, right?"

This is what they told her when she followed the regressive protests.How they knew, she did not know.Earthlings seem to know a lot about Mars, but she doesn't.Just like the Martians also know a lot about the earth, the earthlings don't know either.They used to sit together in a tent, around a campfire, and tell each other news about each other.By the end of the day, rumors and truths were mixed, and no one knew what was true anymore. "Those things should have been banned," Lu Di said slowly but firmly, "Mars is not like Earth, those things are too dangerous." "Really?" Luo Ying also said slowly, "But Mom and Dad died because of this, didn't they?"

"Don't guess." "But what other reasons can there be? Not registering itself does not constitute a punishment, but the revolution of ideas and the rebellion that causes large-scale disobedience in the studio will be punished, right?" "Who did you hear this from?" Luo Ying ignored him and continued: "Their free thoughts challenged the entire order around us, so they were punished, right? Grandpa punished him personally, right? The system cannot tolerate revolution, isn't it?" Lu Di still said coldly: "You don't think things are always so romantic."

Luo Ying closed her mouth.My brother is different from when I was a child.When he was a child, he liked to read passionate revolutionary histories the most. He told her about the Renaissance, the French Revolution, and the anarchist revolution in the middle of the 21st century. Longing was written all over his face.The young revolutions made by those young ancestors in the young history of mankind made his blood boil.He once said that all rules are meant to be broken.At that time, he only had two dreams, one was voyage and the other was revolution. "Then tell me what's going on." She also said coldly, "You should have told me at the time. Why didn't you tell me that you had to make such a big detour? Why did you all think that I would be overwhelmed?"

"There are some things you just can't think about." "I can." Lu Di did not argue with her, but seemed to want to end the conversation as soon as possible, with a tired tone: "If you can think about it, don't dwell on these issues now. There are such big things in front of me, I'm not in the mood, wait Let's talk when we're done." "In front of me? What's the matter?" "A matter of negotiation." It was only then that Luo Ying remembered that the crisis was still ahead: "Is the negotiation still unable to reach an agreement?"

"Ok." "Are they dying for fusion technology?" "Not sure yet. But it's not that easy to give up anyway." "Then what shall we say?" "It's not decided yet." Lu Di paused, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, revealing a little desire like a hunter aiming a gun at his prey. "If you stick to me," he said, "support Uncle Juan. Preemptive strikes are the most fundamental." "Uncle Juan is leading the battle?" "right." "Didn't his grandmother die in the war?" "It's two different things. War is not the same as war. Uncle Juan doesn't want to do massacres like the despicable Earthlings. He just wants to occupy the moon base. Quickly, without causing casualties. Then control or destroy all Earth satellites in orbit. This is equivalent to Take control of the planet. It's not the same as massacre." "How could it be so fast and without casualties?" "It's possible." Lu Di said with great certainty, "Do you think our flight research these years has been done in vain? You don't know how much we have invested. The Sanlias and Lugia centers have been running at high speed. The Earth That group of businessmen has never been as invested as we are. Our aircraft is much better than theirs without fusion engines. I am not exaggerating. With our current guidance and lasers, we can completely take down the moon base in two weeks , will meet almost no resistance." Two weeks, Luo Ying's heart sank when she heard this word, what kind of battle can end in two weeks? She thought of the old house on Earth, where they had talked for a fortnight too.In two weeks, we will be able to get everything back, that’s what Sister Liliruta said, in two weeks we will be able to take it back to God, and to the world that hasn’t fallen yet.At that time, she was shaking her long curly blond hair, squinting her eyes, smoking a Tamian shisha, lying on an old sofa with her feet on the back of the sofa, and she looked very much like her brother. Believe me, she was born in two weeks enough. They are devout pagans who believe in the gods of nature and think that the occupation of the land by rich businessmen is a blasphemy to the earth. Luo Ying followed them, took a manor, and quickly won the battle.But two weeks later, she was alone with Liliruta and her friends in a large, lonely house, cut off from water and food, threatened by loudspeakers and surrounded by armed vehicles , Waiting for friends in Berlin to send rescue by plane, but they don't know that the same group of attackers waiting to be rescued is surrounded by the outskirts of Berlin.They were all arrested in the end, and they ended up in jail for three weeks without even sacrificing their lives.This is the best ending, only funny but not dead.Luo Ying didn't believe in the two-week promise before, and even less since then.She believes that a planned raid can be successful, but she does not believe that there will be no intensified counterattack and resistance since then. "I can't stop fighting," she said. "That's still not strong enough." He replied. She looked at her brother, he was different from when he was a child.As a child he had hated war. "Is there any way not to fight?" "Unless the negotiations are successful." "Do we have to have those two technologies?" "It's not enough to miss one thing. This is a major event of moving mountains and reclamation, and human lives are at stake." "Do we have to move mountains and fill seas?" "What are you talking about?" Lu Di suddenly became annoyed, stood up, put the cup on the table, and became irritable. "We're not 'must', we're 'already'. We've gotten this far, we can't stop, don't you know? We've shipped Ceres, a star, and it's over our heads now We drove away ten thousand people in a small town for this. How can we stop? How can we stop?" He said, more and more sad, his voice began to tremble, " Why did Grandpa Ronning leave? If it wasn't for the purpose of 'moving mountains and filling the sea', why did he leave? If he didn't leave, how could he die? Grandpa Ronning is dead, do you know? He died on the spaceship before leaving the solar system Come on. He is so old, he shouldn't have left. But he left. He is dead!" Speaking of this, Lu Di suddenly took a long breath, stopped, and calmed himself.When he spoke again, his voice became calm again: "We have already started, and we cannot stop. No matter what, we cannot stop. No matter what the cost." Luo Ying's heart exploded like a bomb, leaving nothing. "What did you say?" "I said Grandpa Ronning is dead." "When did this happen?" "yesterday." Luo Ying stared blankly at her brother.He looked a little downcast, his eyes were red, and he looked tired. She was completely stunned by the news.Grandpa Ronning is dead.he died.White hair, white beard, love to laugh, love to tell stories, Grandpa Ronning, who is like Santa Claus, is dead.How could he die like this. ※※※ Luo Ying was brought back to the distant time and space by the news of Lang Ning's death, and she fell silent. In the first half month after returning home, she was restless.The questions and pursuits in her heart kept her uneasy, like riding a galloping horse.However, the news of the sudden death caused her to be wrapped up in a memory like a real ocean wave, and fell into the blue time.She sat on the window sill of the room, leaning against the big window that was open like a seashell, and let those old pictures strung together by running and silver bell-like laughter reappear among the flowers and plants outside the window, watching it like watching a movie. to the past. Grandpa Langning is her closest elder.Her parents regarded her as a treasure in the palm of their hand, but her parents passed away early, except for a few words like aphorisms that stayed in her heart through time, other memories were blurred like dreams.But Grandpa Ronning was different.He told her stories by her side from the age of eight to thirteen when she was at her lowest mood, listened to her about her fears and failures, took her to read books, and brought her out of that period with magnificent nature and destiny. A life that is almost autistic.He was energetic, cheerful, always in high spirits, and she felt closer to him than Grandpa. "People are always going to die." Grandpa Ronning used to comfort her like this.He hadn't the slightest attempt to hide the fact that her parents were dead.At that time, she had grown up enough to understand death, loneliness, and love. What she didn't understand were the reasons for these things, but she understood how they made her feel.Grandpa Ronning was the only one who talked to her about these things in a serious, grown-up way. "People are always going to die, and that's okay. In ancient China, people believed that people were condensed gas, which dissipated after a few decades. A religion in ancient India believed that people were just a momentary window of the light of the universe. Ancient Greek legends also used gods The mouth of Silenus mocked human beings and said that the best thing for such a life-and-death wretch is not to be born, and the next best thing is to die early. They are all facing the short life of human beings. Ten years, no matter how hard you try to prolong it, compared to the gods of the universe, it is insignificant like a flash of light. But this is precisely where all the magnificence of life lies. All the vitality, all the persistence, all the will, resistance and desperation The desperation gestures of hard work are all shocking and magnificent because of this kind of fruitless and quick death. Think about it, a person appears and disappears like a flash of light, leaving no trace, but he uses simple and plain gestures in this short gap. The soul condenses something that is much longer than his life, stays in this world, and lives forever for him. How miraculous it is. Even just making a few gestures in a flash of light is the most miraculous thing in the universe. "This is why we create. The philosophies of almost all nations in the world are sublimated from this quick-death characteristic of human beings to give answers, and this is our answer. We use creation to engrave the soul. Therefore, " Ronning held her thin shoulders with both hands, and his eyes embraced everything, "There is no need to be too sad for the death of your parents. They lived so brightly, left behind good works that inscribed their souls, and left behind you, they have been Living your best life. You should be happy." These sentences in memory made Luo Ying burst into tears.This is what Grandpa Langning said to her when she was eleven years old, and the seeds were planted in her ignorant heart.Looking back now, she is so grateful to him, how could she have thought that an old man in his sixties would say these words to an eleven-year-old girl so seriously, no one thought she would understand, only he believed that she would, And she really understood, and finally understood after seven years. He told her about life and death, and now he was dead.He turned the flash of life into the words in the child's heart, and then he died. ※※※ Three days later, Luo Ying went to the newly completed Grand Theater for an audition. Never before has she taken her dance as seriously as she does now, as she suddenly reassesses what it means to create.She'd grown weary of it, and craved it for honor, but she'd never taken it seriously.Now, it is her creation, it is the appearance that she walked through the streets and alleys of the earth and collected flowers from the two planets.It had a simple and austere form, far from complex and perfect, but it was five years of her life.She fell to the ground many times and got up again, just to take out her soul like a bubble from her body, hold it in the palm of her hand, and let it scatter into the whole space on the round stage. She didn't tell anyone that she quit the dance troupe in her second year on Earth just to create.They lived a good life at that time, very simple and happy, no one controlled them, teachers left after class, they were only thirteen or fourteen years old but lived freely, went out with boys casually, took holographic videos of dancing and sold them on the Internet You can buy clothes with money.Going out on weekends, attending rich people's banquet invitations, making a lot of money by doing dances, and sometimes guest-starring in movies.They lived in luxury and joy, and if there was no particular reason, she could live happily there for five years. But that kind of life somehow made her feel that something was missing. At first she thought it was just not getting used to it, but on a summer night in the second year, she suddenly understood that what Grandpa Langning said to her had begun to precipitate and ferment and melt into her blood.So she left, bid farewell to the building, and set foot on the distance. She suddenly found that she could doubt everything about her homeland, but she couldn't forget the sanctity of creation it planted in her heart. This day is the day when the Earth delegation visits. The Grand Theater is a very magnificent building for Mars.The shape is a lotus flower supported by waves, the wave is a corridor, and the lotus is a performance hall.The interior of the hall is an ellipsoidal dome, and the light in the hall is extremely bright.In the center is a circular stage with snowball-like spotlights hanging from the ceiling and seats surrounding it. When Luo Ying and the others arrived, Lu Di was leading the earth delegation around.He had been preparing for several days, and today he was wearing a dark uniform with broad shoulders and waist, fringed collar and cuffs, and his name embroidered in gold on the chest.Luo Ying and the others stood outside the delegation.Jill kept her chin up, watching intently along with the crowd. Luo Ying stood far away.She understood why Jill had chosen today for the audition. "The problem that is difficult to solve in general wrap-around theaters is that during the performance, the actors can only face the audience on one side. The usual method is a rotating stage, but our design is a mobile auditorium." Lu Di said, and gestured to the control room on the right.Following his words, the audience seats in the hall began to move slowly.The seats that originally surrounded the circle began to gradually gather to one side, and some of them slowly rose along the ellipsoidal wall.The curvature of the wall forms a gentle rise behind the seats, some of which gradually climb to a rather high position, hanging from the wall like reliefs made of balloons.A woman in the delegation let out a low exclamation.Luo Ying smiled slightly. "The surface of our seat has a large magnetic moment. Using the wall to guide the seat is like using a magnet to attract iron nails and walk on the table. In theory, our seat can stay at any position on the entire wall of the sky. You may question it The safety of this technology. There is no need to worry about this. First of all, Mars’ wall electromagnetic technology is the key to urban construction. It has been tested for decades and is quite reliable. It doesn't matter. We have another set of magnetic fields running independently under the floor, which can create a repulsive force against the seat, although the force is not strong, it is enough to slow down the fall to a safe speed before landing." Lu Di always had a smile on his face when he spoke, his hands were raised sometimes, and sometimes spread out in front of him, and his hair naturally flicked with the rotation of his head.He was the number one in the Mars Youth Speech Contest, and he knew how to speak in front of everyone since he was a child. As he spoke, he led the delegation forward slowly, and his voice began to drift away: "...In terms of sound processing, we have inlaid a microporous layer on the inner surface of the dome..." Seeing that Lu Di was about to leave, Jier hurriedly urged Luo Ying to step onto the stage, and ran to the control room beside her. Today Luo Ying wore the dance dress Jier designed for her.Here's her audition, and it's also Jill's audition for the dress.Jier's nervousness was even worse than hers. Because of Lu Di's existence, Jier's face was redder than Luo Ying's. Jill's dress was made in just one week.At that time, she went to Luo Ying's house to chat with her. When talking about Luo Ying's dance, she asked her what the title of the dance was.Luo Ying said it was Yinghuo, the name of Mars in the ancient East.She said that the story was based on an ancient oriental myth. A girl was shrouded in the sky by the catastrophe representing war.When Jill heard this, she clapped her hands and said that she was the one who made the skirt this time. Luo Ying didn't pay attention at first, she didn't know what she meant when she said it was her.But a week later, when she saw the dress, she was suddenly moved.It was really a beautiful dress, like clouds and clouds, just like her dance.It can change color when touched, Jill said, it is a new material from the Pierre Institute, it is made of very thin semiconductor filaments, the pressure can change the coordination field in the filaments, and the absorption frequency of light is will be different.Jill was serious but seemed ignorant, sticking out her tongue and laughing as she spoke.Don't ask me what a coordination field is, I don't understand it either, it was Pierre who said it.Anyway, it changes color when you touch it. When you dance, the color can change with your movements.Luo Ying stroked the soft fabric, looked at Jill gratefully, and her heart softened along with the fabric. She grew up with Jill and Puranda, playing with dolls, attending children's classes, and attending community gatherings.Both of them are eighteen years old this year, they have just chosen a studio, and they are living a life as straight as water that Luo Ying never had.Jill chose fashion design, and Puranda chose poetry.Jill liked all kinds of doll clothes since she was a child, and Puranda could write sonnets at the age of eleven.They hold their chins and show sweet smiles every day, imagining that their works have the highest citation rate in the database. Luo Ying looked at them, her heart would always have ups and downs. The diameter of the stage is about 50 meters. It is usually placed at the same height as the corridor, and can be raised or lowered during performances.The ground is painted with a five-pointed star pattern surrounded by a circle, and there are geometric figures symbolizing the five natural elements in five directions.The edges of the lines are enveloped by luminous fibers that light up at night.The youth choir was standing on the side of the stage, and Teacher Shana directed the children to sing Puccini's "Tosca" to test the sound reverberation. The theater fell silent, Luo Ying walked to the center of the stage, stood still, folded her hands, let her sleeves hang down completely, like translucent clear water. She stood quietly, looking towards the exit of the theater.The delegation had finished the tour of the main body, and a long queue was swinging towards the exit. Yige and Tyne were talking and followed at the end of the queue.Iger is tall and tall in a serious dark suit.Ludy was in uniform.Tyne was wearing a sea blue silk shirt with an open neckline and a shiny silk surface, sandwiched between Lu Di and Iger, looking leisurely and eye-catching. The music started. First there are four bars of prep, and then the spotlights come on. The bright blue and white light hit Luo Ying instantly, she was surrounded by the dazzling light, and the bright hall dimmed.She crossed her arms in front of her body, pointing her toes, and made three forward jumps.The skirt sits very lightly on the body, barely feeling the weight.The hem is very long, swinging slightly, and the corners seem to be diffused in the air.She changed her movements and posture, and the place where her skin touched her sleeves had an extraordinarily bright light.When the dance steps flowed out one by one, she looked back and saw the flying skirt, the color flowed evenly, from orange red to lavender, like the clouds lingering in the air. The music is fluttering and the dance steps are flying.Spin, leap, rise, triple axel. She threw herself into the dance, into all the places she traveled through the years.She is the girl in the myth, passing through all kinds of hostile eyes in the land shrouded in war.She walked a long way, and the scenery she passed by finally turned into herself.Every place is sunny, every place is covered with snow, every house and river flashes in front of her eyes in a short moment of life, everything becomes itself.She is shaped by them in the frame of these fragments.She didn't make them, they made her.They greeted her at every corner, embraced her at every moment, piece by piece they molded her out of nothing, she just brought them out.Building, building all the time.All those beautiful and emotional smiles flashed before her eyes, the girls from the dance troupe brought her the sincere joy of drinking and reveling, the vivid eyebrows and eyes when sister Lililuta told her the myth, the returnists warmed each other around the bonfire, and laughed without barriers , and Jill enthusiastically clapped her hands and said "It's none other than me".All of this, all of this fused together. She danced with obsession, dancing in those smiles.Her ankle hurt a little, but she didn't care about that much, she just jumped as hard as she could, spinning, spinning, spinning, making the skirt wrap around her side into unpredictable lights. With the sound of the big drum, she completed the last leap, fell down, and knelt on the ground on one knee, her sleeves hanging down like a veil. The music stops.The audience was silent. She panted slightly, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and lowered her head quietly.She didn't know if Grandpa Ronning's soul in the sky could see her performance.She just wanted to say that she did her best. "Amazing! What a difference." She suddenly heard a few crisp applause in the empty theater, she raised her head and saw Tyne clapping his hands vigorously, walking towards her from the sidelines.His forehead was extraordinarily bright under the lamp, and he smiled broadly as he walked up to her and made an old-fashioned big bow. "Sure enough, it's the little princess of Mars, the little fairy in the forest. It's such a pity that I haven't seen your performance on Earth." Luo Ying looked at this man suspiciously, not knowing why. Tyne's voice was ups and downs.But Luo Ying saw that his eyes were calm, with a little smile, but there were also many complicated things.She guessed that he wanted something, otherwise he wouldn't be so generous with his words. Sure enough, Tyne's tone remained the same, but he changed the topic and asked, "Which genius made the skirt you are wearing?" Luo Ying pointed to Jier. "Ah! So it's this little beauty," Tyne said, spreading his hands, "Are you interested in letting people on Earth know about your masterpiece?" Jill's eyes widened excitedly: "Really? Really? That's great! I'll just tell..." Luo Ying suddenly interrupted Jier.In an instant she understood what was going on.She knows that what Jier wants to say is me, so I will tell you my account number and work code, and you can download it immediately.She knew how much Jill wanted someone to introduce her designs, which would add a lot of points to her portfolio.But Luo Ying suddenly didn't want Tyne to get it so directly.She thought in a flash that this might be a good opportunity for negotiation. Clothing is also technology, as long as it is technology, it can be negotiated and traded in the end.And if the transaction is successful, it may replace the fusion engine and become the name signed in the final agreement between the two planets.Then the war would not have to be waged. Luo Ying stood quietly, quietly evaluating in her heart how likely this sudden opportunity to avoid war was to succeed.Undoubtedly, it is an attractive technology, where everything seems to be transparent, but everything is actually opaque.She thinks girls on earth will like it, so Tyne will like it.Fashion technology is also technology, and fashion is one of Tyne's important sources of profit. As for whether Tyne is powerful enough to influence the entire delegation, she thought for a while and thought he could.Tyne rules a wall on Earth, a wall thicker and more transparent than the glass of Mars.invisible wall.Thales Group is the largest network market operator on the planet. Countless people entertain, trade, obtain information, watch news, find friends, sell intelligence, and buy information in Thales' network.No matter who it is, through a thin screen, they can enter the brightly lit online trading platform.It's a wall like the atmosphere that covers the globe and crosses national boundaries.From the president to the church, everyone needs to use it to sell themselves.There is nothing more shared by nations, and therefore no one who can influence every representative of the earth more than Tyne. She looked into Tyne's face.His smiling face has appeared at the entrance of every online community.His nose is a little hooked, his mouth is flat when he smiles, and he doesn't look ugly in general, and he's smart at certain moments.She knew that if she wanted to find one person to influence the negotiations, it was him.Besides Tyne, who else has such influence?