Imagine, writing a festival of 700-800 words, Liu can't save it.

Sergei korolev stood beside the blackened launcher. Although the rocket has been launched for almost an hour, there is still a heat wave pouring out of the diversion trough, which brings the feeling of midsummer to the early spring here. He looked up at the blue sky, and the trace had dissipated. In that invisible space, the first human astronaut has flown around the earth for more than half a circle.

"Comrade chief designer, please accept the congratulations of an ordinary person!"

Korolev looked back and saw a middle-aged man in overalls reaching out to him. Judging from his clothes, he is the lowest-ranking worker in the base. Korolev shook his hand. The man took out a bottle from his trouser pocket and a small metal wine glass from another pocket. "We need a drink, chief designer, but I only have one." He bit off the bottle cap and filled the glass with wine.

Korolev picked up the dirty cup. He is ill now, and he has a tumor on his colon, so he is not suitable for drinking. Besides, at this great moment, he can completely ignore this person, while korolev can ignore officials and generals at this moment, but he will not ignore this lowest-level person. In those years in Siberia, his status was lower than this person, and he was hungry and moved stones in the mine.

The man took the bottle, touched the glass with the chief designer, and then took a long drink.

"At this great moment, can you allow me to tell a joke to celebrate?"

Korolev also drank the wine in the glass, and vodka spread the warm feeling all over the body like rocket fuel.

"Have some more." The man filled korolev with wine.

"Thank you, your joke?" The chief designer asked with a smile.

"I'm an alien, so please call me ... G. I'm here to inspect the earth, and my interest is an important festival of the earth."

"Oh, then you must have gained a lot. As long as you investigate widely enough, every day on earth may be a festival. "

"I have done a lot of research before, and those are not important festivals. In fact, I didn't find any really important festivals. "

"Isn't Christmas important?"

"Of course not, especially for the Bolsheviks."

"What about Chinese New Year?"

"Never mind, this planet has just undergone another revolution."

"Then what do you think is a major festival?" Korolev some absent-minded, he turned and walked to the nearby military jeep, he will return to the control center, Oriental spacecraft is about to start slowing down, began to re-enter the process.

"For example, Split Festival."

"What?"

"Of course, the first division of living cells on earth was a long time ago, billions of years ago."

Korolev, who was about to get on the bus, stopped and looked back at G holding the door.

"Another example is the Landing Festival, which is the day when life climbs from the ocean to the land; Lower Tree Festival, the first day when gibbons come down from trees; There are also vertical sections, tool sections, fire sections and so on. "

"But these festivals, we can't know the specific date." Korolev said.

"That can be decided at will. In fact, Christmas was decided by the church at will more than 300 years ago. When Jesus was born is not recorded in the Bible. "

Korolev wants to get on the bus, and G pulls him. "Comrade chief designer, I want to say that today is a major festival for mankind, and I named it birthday."

"Who was born?"

"Humans."

"Humans have long been born."

"Oh, no, if you are in the position of captain Gagarin at this time, he seems to have just been promoted to major, right? You will find that the earth is a blue uterus, and a baby can only be called born when it comes out of the uterus ... Oh, chief designer, I'm sorry, my joke is not funny. "

Korolev shook hands with G again: "Very interesting. Thank you, comrade. I celebrate this festival every year. "

"Oh, no, no," G shook his head. "Whether today can really be a birthday remains to be seen, comrade chief designer."

After the chief designer's car drove away, the communication unit in G's brain sent a message to the Zhongtian communication station on the moon, which was sent back to the parent star: blue star chronology 196 1 April 12, which may become a birthday festival. At present, the possibility of assessment is 52.69%, which is under continuous monitoring.

June 5438+1October 5, 2050, Research Center for Brain Science and Ergonomics, China Academy of Sciences, Beijing.

On the big screen:

The nest in the west is wretched and tired. It is full of masturbation mousetraps and mountains. 14 a pot of wine and insect excrement.

I am a prostitute. I entered some comfort tools in the bucket, 3. 14 a pot of 9, insect test.

I'm a human being. I input the comfort data into the system, 3. 14 1 pot 9, and try again.

I am a human being, and I input thinking data into the system, 3. 14 159.

After the last line was displayed, cheers broke out in the laboratory. These data are directly input into the computer from the human brain, and the experimenter puts on the brain induction helmet, which first realizes the direct connection between the human and the computer.

The excitement lasted for more than an hour and people began to disperse. Yi Ding, the chief scientist of the BCI project, also calmed down from the excitement.

"Dear teachers, please accept the congratulations of an ordinary person."

People turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a broom smiling at them. This is the lab boy, and they didn't say anything before. The man put down his broom, took out a bottle of wine from his overalls pocket, and took out a stack of paper cups from the water dispenser at the door from another pocket, distributed them to everyone, and poured the wine beside him.

"Do you know what we are doing?" Some people ask, like the scientists who made history before, whether they are somewhat aware of the significance of this breakthrough, but they are not sure, because many seemingly epoch-making achievements were buried in time at that time, and they didn't feel relieved until the project was completed. A handyman was very excited about this achievement, and they were very curious.

"Of course, this is a great moment," said the office boy.

People began to drink the wine in paper cups, and Beijing Erguotou spread the warm feeling all over the body, like updating the system data of the whole network.

"Can I tell a joke to celebrate this great moment?" The office boy said.

"Are you kidding? Ha ha, you go ahead. "

"I'm an alien. Please call me G. I'm here to visit the earth. My interest is an important festival of the earth."

"Oh, then you must have gained a lot. As long as you investigate widely enough, every day on earth may be a holiday. Now the number of festivals is still increasing rapidly, such as the Double Stick Festival (note: a gay online shopping festival). "

"I have done a lot of research before, and those are not important festivals. I want to say that today is an important festival for mankind. "

The scientists looked at each other and nodded knowingly. Ding said to G, "Maybe, what do you call this festival?"

"I haven't decided." G cocked his neck and drank a little wine left in the bottle. "Alas, the last time I drank it was with the chief designer comrade, the honorable chief designer comrade."

"Chief designer? Or ... gay? Who is it? " Someone asked.

"korolev, Sergei Pavlovich Korolev."

Ding Yi nodded: "The chief designer of the first human spaceship, but he didn't have you when he was alive, did he?"

"Director Ding, people are aliens." Someone joked.

"Ha ha, I forgot, but, Mr. G," rockett took a sip of his wine, "korolev and Werner wernher von braun, great predecessors, really deserve our admiration, but our breakthrough today may make all their efforts meaningless."

"Oh?" G showed naive suspicion.

"After this breakthrough, brain-computer connection technology will embark on the broad road and develop rapidly. Soon, the internet will not connect computers, but brains. Naturally, people's memories, consciousness and all personalities will be uploaded to computers and networks. It is possible for human beings to live in a virtual world. Think about it, where people can do whatever they want, just like God. One person can own the whole earth. "

"Even the whole universe, everyone has a universe." G said.

"Right, so flying out of the earth and sailing in space also counts," said a young man with a Beijing accent.

"In fact, this great process has already begun," Yi Ding said. "Internet, mobile Internet, wearable devices, VR, Internet of Things ... remember? Decades ago, parents actually blamed their children for being addicted to the internet. Now, it is the most shameful laziness and depravity to leave the network and indulge in reality. Today's breakthrough has enabled mankind to cross the last threshold of IT Eden. "

"Mr. Alien," someone said, "can you imagine the paradise of mankind in the future?"

"The future virtual world is really a paradise, where everyone is really a god, and its beauty is beyond any imagination. I just imagined the real world at that time. At first, there will be fewer and fewer people in reality, and the virtual paradise is so good. Anyone who wants to stay in the hard reality will be scrambling to upload themselves. The earth has gradually become a sparsely populated place. Finally, there is no one in reality. The world is back to the way it was before human beings appeared. Forests and vegetation cover everything, and large groups of wild animals are roaming and flying freely ... Just in a corner of a continent, there is a deep basement with a large computer running inside and tens of billions of virtual humans living. "

"Wow, so poetic! Xiao Li, bring another bottle of wine. Oh, no, Mr. Alien, come and have a celebration dinner with us! " Ding Yi put her arm around G's shoulder and said.

G shook his head, put the empty bottle in his hand into the garbage basket, bent down to pick up the broom and began to clean the messy laboratory after working all night for several days. When he was doing it, he said softly in a dreamy voice: "After parting from the chief designer comrade, I wandered in space and visited countless worlds. Those planets, blue, red, yellow ... wombs of all colors, wisdom and civilization are all born in them. In reality, look at the starry sky, it is silent, do you know why ... Oh, everyone, I'm sorry my joke is not funny. "

G picked up the garbage basket and walked out slowly. His back looks much older.

"It turned out to be a literary youth." Someone whispered.

"Haha, this is the future of full text, and only the virtual world can save them." Ding Yi said, causing a few snickers.

At the entrance of the experimental building, the communication unit in G's brain sent a message to the relay communication station on the moon, which was sent back to the home star: the blue star chronology 196 1 April 12 suspected birth festival was cancelled, and 10 20501October 5 was cancelled.