It's time for a stage-free summary again! (Translates to idle.) ）

Anyway, it seems like it's been 13 years since the last time I did this······ I brewed feelings first.

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Why do you want to make such a book?

Before expressing my feelings, I would like to solemnly thank the students who gave their opinions to the new book, led by Shrimp Jun. Especially the shrimp king, applauded warmly (papapa!····· ）。

I don't know if it's been mentioned before. This novel with a long sentence is not the result of a flash of brainstorm, and its history is much longer than that of white hair.

That's right,If you have an absolute definition according to the number of words written,Chrysanthemum is not a fanwriter。

Originality is the main business, and the same person is adjusted.

Speaking of which, I haven't talked to you about Chrysanthemum's mental journey on this road of no return, so let's just take this opportunity to introduce myself to you.

Since elementary school, Chrysanthemum has hated composition.

From Hanyu Pinyin to Simplified Chinese, from 15 crosses to 800 characters.

I can sit in my seat while watching the proposition, frowning with a pen in my hand, holding my arms in my hands, and staring at each other for forty minutes with the dense square words until my mind is completely empty. It is not a daze, on the contrary, it is a state of hypoxia in the brain due to a high concentration of mind for too long (personal diagnosis). The bell rang for the end of class, and the tip of the pen never touched the paper. (Now looking at my own work of hundreds of thousands of words, it's incredible.) ）

The blank paper was handed in, and the Chinese teacher and head teacher looked at the empty small grid and listed two options in his mind:

1. This kid is handsome, but his mind is not very good.

2. This kid is indeed handsome, but there is a problem with his attitude.

The math teacher denied the second half of option 1.

So Chrysanthemum's parents were forced to be summoned to the office by the head teacher every once in a while.

So Chrysanthemum was forced to live a dim childhood that was sealed in the classroom, watching the legendary physical education class outside the window, and making up for the essay.

For this reason, the flower mother even found a tutor for me (three terms). It costs a lot of money, but it is a placebo and has no effect.

The more I forced myself to write a sentence like "What greeted me was the school's flower bed", the more my heart became twisted. The young man was rebellious, grabbed the homework paper and tore it off. took out the ancient dragon Jin Yong from under the mattress, and flipped to the chapter of Chu Liuxiang vs. Zhang Wuji in a broken jar······

The turning point came in junior high school.

At that time, not to mention smart phones, MP4 was not yet popular. Spending one's life in class must be done with the help of traditional paper media. As a result, there is a lot of industry around the school called renting a bookstore, and the price ranges from five cents per book per day to one piece.

Those years were the fastest growing time in my life!

The bell rang, and as the teacher opened the lesson plan, there was an instant rustle of cannibalizing mulberry leaves in the classroom, and everyone turned to the folded pages of the previous class at the same time, and began to read hungrily.

In that era ruled by the three young people, compared to Sheep Fat Ball and Don Juan, the Mad God and the Child of Light were the required reading books for every student. All novels are in that format, and we eat this set too. If the protagonist hasn't killed the first demon wolf in his life within three pages of the open book, and hasn't absorbed a magic core before the end of the first chapter, the first volume, he hasn't entered a certain magic school and was despised by a certain second generation on the entrance test, and then burst a magic measurement crystal in front of that ****, and then threw down a line that seemed to be pretending to be stupid, and kidnapping a certain childhood sweetheart, a mana genius, and the first beauty of the academy, walked towards the cafeteria while exuding aura in everyone's amazing eyes, The innocent classmates would rush to the bookstore in a rage and throw the book in the boss's face to demand mental compensation.

Another situation is that Chrysanthemum's class is by no means a cattle herding class from a second-rate school. Instead, it was the second-highest ranked rocket class in one of the city's top junior high schools. (Enter through the back door...) ）

The kids are smart.

Even at that time, at that age, the students were very quick to discover the naivety of the writing of these novels and the flaws of the plots. At that age of pretentiousness, a wave of self-creation came irreversibly.

For a time, the whole grade was full of flowers, and the best work (handwritten book) was circulated by the whole school, and the author himself walked on the campus with two armpits, quite a little out of the demeanor of the mortal fetus feathering immortals. But in a few days, a few weeks at most, another sharper novel will knock this merry character off the altar (some of these works, though written by junior high school students, are enough to kill twenty streets on the front page at a certain point today.) It's no exaggeration, those little ghosts are simply not human. Thinking may be naïve, but the words and sentences are exquisite, and Chrysanthemum can't help but feel ashamed when she thinks about it. Everyone participated, and the speed at which everyone improved was jaw-dropping. (However, it doesn't do much to improve your essay score······ ）

Several of them ended up in the hands of teachers, and they were circulated around the teaching and research department, and they were all amazed.

Ask who the pseudonym "XXX" is, and summon him to the office for a crowd of faculty and staff to watch. After the teasing, put forward a few revisions, let him polish the novel, and we will send it to the publishing house for you to try. (It's true, not only was it published but it was also published.) Not only was it published in the newspaper, but it was also interviewed by a local TV station, and at the time, it seemed that it was going to create the next little four. Because it is written again······ ）

Chrysanthemums are naturally not exempt from vulgarity (nonsense).

The writing has improved rapidly, from the level of speaking in kindergarten to the passing grade of the sixth grade of primary school, completing the ultimate evolution of the individual, and finally getting rid of the long-standing stigma of being useless except for appearance (I am so good······ ）

However, in such a competitive market as schools, where all kinds of talented fourteen or fifteen-year-old children are born every day, the tattered little handicraft workshop of Chrysanthemum has never been able to gain a foothold and gather a readership.

Even so, I still like to write short stories and sell them one by one after class.

It was the best atmosphere.

There are no distractions, pure creative desire is catalyzed by the desire to win, and the whole school is full of aura.

Chrysanthemum, who is painful and happy, was accidentally forced by a girl to read a novel called "There Will Be Angels to Love You in My Place" one day······

Then, "Bubble Summer······

Then I said don't want it, but my body is very honest, and I gnawed off a bunch of K-pop romances at the rate of one book a day, such as "That Kid Is So Handsome", "The Temptation of the Wolf", "The Outsider", "To My Boyfriend" and so on... (In short, it's a cute Tao complete collection, as well as the same style of domestic Xiao Nizi and the like.) ）

Then, with the ** into the pit, Chrysanthemum fell into the point of no return of Japanese light novels, and her reading orientation became more and more serious, and finally fell into the rancid pit of Nishio Mushroom Chong Fang Ding (at that time, I had not yet touched Lao Xu,) and so on······

The Korean Wave is too sweet, the naïve of abuse, although the first reading is cool, but the stamina is insufficient, and the lack of Korean words can be seen, and it is not expressed.

The domestic romance writing is good, but the tricks are similar, and the routines have remained the same for thousands of years. First abuse the female protagonist, then abuse the male protagonist, and then abuse each other, mutual abuse for no reason. From time to time, I have a pregnancy abortion, heart transplant or something, and I gradually lose my sense after watching too much.

Japanese fiction is arguably the most complex, with few of the same routines (at least at the time) and varying degrees of intensity. From the girl in the shell to the day on campus, from the realm of emptiness to the joke series. But for some reason, there are level authors who always pass by or simply omit love and focus on ** description. The bargain is wide open, and the girls are like Pokemon, and they are very paradoxical not to any of them, and even refuse to establish a relationship with any of them.

This is not at all to the appetite of Chinese readers, at least I always feel like something is choking when I read it.

Just reading, thinking, summing up······

The daisy suddenly bloomed.

I finally know what I'm going to write!

Who the stipulates that romance can only be seen by girls?!

Who the stipulates that the male protagonist must open the Hou Palace?!

Who the stipulates that light novels for Chinese can only be written in a Japanese tone?!

Who the stipulates that the heroine must be pure and lovely, with long hair and tsundere?!

Who the is set, as long as the heroine is not forced X, this book has no depth?!

Who the can't go to bed and can't fall in love if they are in bed?!

The predecessor of this sample reading was written at that moment.

The first thing to determine is that the heroine must have short hair! Not only do you have short hair, but you also have to have scars! She has to be smart enough, at least not to be so idiotic as to see a certain long hair on the male protagonist's shoulder and spread it on the ground to die or live! Not only can she not be arrogant, but she can't be young!

At first, it was just a story about an innocent straight man and a girl with a twisted personality that happened on campus.

It was the first time I enjoyed the supreme glory of being circulated throughout the school.

I thought it would end soon, but it was unconsciously stretched, and I was unconsciously liked by everyone, and even people from other classes came to my class to hang out, urging me to hand over the next story.

It has nothing to do with my writing, there are so many people in this school who are better than me.

They just haven't read this kind of novel.

They don't know this kind of protagonist.

This enthusiasm for writing continued until the high school entrance examination approached and gradually died out.

High school, college, and after graduation, I had nothing to do, and I didn't know how many times I made revisions. Story frame, narrative sequence, pacing. Sometimes it is slightly changed every few days, and sometimes it is completely overturned every few years. This impulsive, childish work has finally become like a novel.

To this day, everything except for the heroine's name and basic personality has been changed beyond recognition······

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Okay, so that's the origin story of this original novel, ah no, it should be the origin story of the author you now call "Chrysanthemum".

Ah~~~ Come to think of it, it's really a (waste) gas (words) back (even) intestines (chapter)!

Here's the time to answer the questions.

To Shrimp Students:

The background of the story is not China, it can be seen as a country with a similar cultural background in a parallel world, and the city prototype is not in China, which is the inspiration after Chrysanthemum penetrated into the enemy.

Vancouver, on the one hand, is one of the most livable cities in the world, and on the other hand, Chinatown here is a paradise for drunks and street girls at night, with worn-out clothes lying in the corner. During the day, it's a hub for waste pickers and the drug trade, and in broad daylight, pigtailed Asians peddle the streets with black accents. (It's amazing that even though it's called Chinatown, there aren't actually a single Chinese.) The North American strips that you see in the movie that can't be dragged have to be terrified and avoided when they come here.

The public will not tell the people of the country about this side of the Maple Leaf Country.

Generally speaking, I refuse to spoil it, but this article will definitely not be published until at least the end of the white-haired adventure, and it can't be hung for so long.

So······

First of all, the heroine has never considered herself a hero. Like White Fur, she considers herself unclean. She has already stated that she is only doing this to pave the way up for herself.

Moreover, the heroine is not a character who is both good and evil.

She's the bad guy.

As for the male protagonist, he is not a tall character who is glorious and upright.

He personally supports and practices countering violence with violence, and he believes that there are hopeless scum in the world. He had that experience, and eventually discovered in despair that in this world, there are some things that can only be solved with fists. In fact, he once even tried to use the most extreme means against someone in order to protect his grandfather.

He has no ambitions, he only protects his family and friends.

The root of the heroine's misanthropy is actually self-loathing.

Coming into this world in the most despicable way, she does not know the meaning or value of her existence, she does not know her relationship with the future, so she chooses to destroy. (Ignorance of karmic fire, or karma)

The male protagonist is a person with Buddha nature, compared to Pudu the world to illuminate all living beings, he only looks at the things in front of him (a flower and a world, a tree and a floating life).

(In the first chapter of the main chapter, the male protagonist answers a question from the girl, and the answer is: "Because you are right in front of my eyes.") ”）

Although at first glance, the heroine has seen through the cycle of cause and effect, and she lives as she wants. But in fact, the male protagonist is a purer existence. That's why she didn't kill him, that's why she was attracted to him, she didn't understand this kind of thing, she wanted to see if this guy could still smile like he is now after seeing his own world, she wanted to know who would destroy each other between herself and this guy.

In the following texts, there will be long passages of dialogue to express the worldview of these two people, and 10,000 words are not enough to show this.

Dry!

I'm talking too much!

In short, I hope that you will completely forget this setting before the interview in this book... It will degrade the reading experience... Probably······

Answer: Orange Jun:

I can probably understand what is going on with the disgusting.

The tone of this article is very different from the white-haired adventure, the style is obviously dark, and this 10,000 words is just the tip of the iceberg. But trust me, this is a healing romance novel, and I chose this setting because I always believed that light only appears precious in the darkest places.

Secondly, unlike this article, this will be a novel with a distinctly male orientation. Oranges are a little uncomfortable for girls at first, but I'm afraid it's inevitable······

In the end, the value system of this novel is not black and white like in The Adventures of White Hair.

There's nothing right or wrong, it's just a different perspective.

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Regarding the perspective change question raised by a student.

There's really no trick to it.

What I do is that as long as the word "I" appears in the text, I must start a new paragraph, and put the subject at the beginning, so as not to be abrupt.

(Speaking of which, no student has ever asked about first-person writing in the trial reading so far.) This was actually what I was most worried about at the time... Is it because my technique is so natural that even if I write my homework from the subjective perspective, I don't have any symptoms? ）

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Back to the main text.

Chrysanthemum once said that the progress is up to 70%.

I'm sorry I was wrong.

At present, it should be about 60%.

I misjudged my chattering skills.

In my plan, the Middle East chapter should end in three or five chapters, the first part introduces the characters, the second part fights, and the third part where the protagonist comes to the end.

As a result, it was written, and what did it mean? So there was another role, so I unconsciously explained the background of each character, and after I finished explaining, I felt anticlimactic, so I added the mental journey of self-redemption and so on······

The purpose is to give a general account of the situation of the Black Knights around the world, which will continue to heat up until it finally detonates.

With a shake of my hand, I actually wrote another 12 chapters!!

Or in the absence of a protagonist!!

I'm scared of myself!!

In short, there will be no changes to the plot in the future! I'm very happy with my preset ending! Change the chopping hand again!!

————————————————————————————————————————————————————1. Everyone must have seen it, there is nothing to say, so be it. I've always felt that Marvel doesn't fit to go the dark route, and Iron Man 3 proves that perfectly. The movie-watching experience is not as good as that of the Guardians of the Galaxy, but... Anyway, students who haven't seen it should take a look, and Iron Man vs. Hulk have to take a look anyway, right? (Remember when I said in Godzilla that this was a family ethics film?) That's right, Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch are Godzlari's little couple)

2. "Mad Max 4" (MAD, MAX, 4) is not to be missed. If you've watched the first three, you'll know that this is the originator of post-apocalyptic movies, or wasteland movies. Fist of the Big Dipper even moved its background almost verbatim (including Borderlands.) In addition to his voice like Bruce Lee, Kenjiro's entire outfit is copied from the protagonist MAX (the second part to be exact). Comparing the shape of the two minions and miscellaneous soldiers, I suddenly felt comfortable, it turns out that the cottage is not my ****'s unique skill, the Japanese as the forerunner of this road, can be described as a hundred steps and fifty steps.

Ahhh No, no, no, no!!

If you don't pay attention, you almost split up again!

All in all, this is the most comfortable movie I've seen so far this year, and the ticket price is worth more than the Avengers.

So, what exactly is it? Let's think of a picture like this in your mind:

In the post-nuclear wasteland desert, on the roof of a modified car, a punk maniac leads a convoy of protagonists and a group of people in front of them with a sand storm that obscures the sky and the sun enough to tear anything apart. Seeing this, this madman not only did not brake, but accelerated and rushed forward, and at the same time laughed wildly and pulled out a fire-breathing electric guitar solo and got up!

Sounds stupid, doesn't it?

But it's inexplicably cool, right?

Chrysanthemum likes this tune!

3. "Jack's Mechanical Heart" or abbreviated "Mechanical Heart".

I've wanted to recommend this animation for a long time.,Until I suddenly remembered it just now.。

Personally, I feel that this is an anime that composes music first and then paints, and all the images are in the service of music, which makes it like a super long music video. The music is great, and the animation and story are above the standard. If you like Zombie Bride, you'll love it too.

4. "House of Cards 3"

The IQ of President Shimogi and his wife went offline collectively.

Shimogi-kun died inexplicably, Mrs. Shiragi's inexplicable virgin, and the good dog uncle were inexplicably beaten into the cold palace······

It can be seen from the casting and presentation of the Russian president by the crew that the Americans are absolutely honest and honest about ****, and they wish that they could have such a tsar.

5。 "Those Things About the Rabbit That Year"

I just wish I could have replaced the bunny's voiceover... It's okay anyway, please... The slimy and soft airway blocked sound is really enough, Chrysanthemum thinks that a rabbit is a miscellaneous, deeply understands the correctness of Zhang Weiwei's teacher's sentence "Chinese love the country as soon as they go abroad", and sincerely hopes that this animation can be done well... Please, the production team, let's change the voiceover······

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Two or three things to do when studying abroad

The classrooms are constantly changing, and Chrysanthemum has had the privilege of sharing a table with many people of different nationalities.

Uncle Black is not bad, he is very silly and happy. The first time I went to physics, I learned series and parallel circuits, how to calculate resistance, very basic things, and I sat next to Chrysanthemum, a guy who has never asked what nationality he has so far but must be indigenous to Africa.

Compared to him, Will Smith was simply a pure-blood Caucasians.

Do you know what it's like to be extremely dark?!!

This dude's black hair oil!! Oily !!

Bright! Arrive! Hair! Light!!!

As long as this gentleman twisted his neck to look at the blackboard, I suddenly felt that the corner of my eye was stabbed by a flashlight, and I moved to stab it! Move and stab! Thorn stab! Move the stab to stab ······

I can't go to class!

The pitch-black smooth arm wears a white and flawless Applewatch, and from a distance, it looks like it has been cut off from the middle, which is extremely joyful.

I don't know why this guy's pronunciation is very standard, because he doesn't understand the relationship between current resistance and voltage at all, as long as the teacher finishes a point, he will inevitably mumble "da'**?" "Respond. For Chinese students, these are basically a waste of life, so Chrysanthemum has nothing to do, and finally let him master the equation changes of Ohm's theorem.

There were three letters and one equal sign, and it took this gentleman a full two hours to straighten it out······

After class, the black glow disappeared silently, and when I returned, I sat down next to me with two hamburgers in my hands.

He ate one of his own.

He looked at the chrysanthemum.

Then he ate another one.

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It's hard to say what Thai people look like, but their bodies generally crush Chinese people (not counting height.) ）

Thai people have the habit of not touching their heads, there are many sayings, in short, it is a very sacred place, you don't want to move.

When I was in a big class, a grandson in our class owed, and I always put my hand on the head of the Thai girl to greet her, and the girl was anxious, and she rushed out of the classroom after class and didn't know where to go.

This kid was reminded by Chrysanthemum, and then realized that there is an anti-racial, religious, and gender discrimination office in the school, and there is even an anti-xing harassment reporting office. Once verified, it is likely to be reported directly to get out, and where to fall in love. When the bear child thought about it, hey, I seem to have offended all the gods of the four gates, and my life is resting, and I don't want to chase that girl.

As a result, the person didn't report it, and the kid apologized earnestly, and almost kowtowed to pay compensation.

The girl was impressed by its sincerity.

Unknowingly, she became his female ticket······

(Many of the so-called Thais here are of mixed Chinese and Thai descent, and some even have parents who are Chinese, speak Chinese and even have an ancestral accent, and greet them with affection.) ）

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Japanese people are so fun!

When I was in the language class, there was a Japanese girl sitting next to me, who had not played with her mobile phone for 10,000 years in class, and stood up tremblingly when she was named, with tears in her eyes, the helplessness, and the fear of the lamb to be slaughtered. The teacher had no choice but to sit down, so she picked up her phone again without stopping······

As for the questions that she had to answer, sometimes the teacher really didn't understand, so he sent a look of help to Chrysanthemum. Chrysanthemum knows, with more than ten years of experience in watching cartoons, she started her simultaneous translation. (Anyway, you come to learn the language without changing the pronunciation, and there is an egg to use!! ）

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It's the 1.9-meter-handsome Iranian guy who exploded.

(Sorry, but there was a depiction of the Persians drinking.) Actually, they don't drink alcohol, at least not religious people. ）

Passion, and it is a passion from the heart.

Can joke, understand humor, and are smart.

Every few minutes of class, I have to do my best to huddle under my desk and stuff something into my mouth like a thief. However, this kind of behavior is useless.

The smell of meat is so strong that everyone can smell it.

I said, are you so hungry?

He said he wasn't hungry.

I said, "Why don't you eat an egg?"

He said that if he didn't eat now, he would be hungry later.

I think he makes a point, and I can't argue with that.

He said I still have you want to eat, come on, let's eat together.

I said okay.

In the end, we were both suspended for one day······

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Ah San is not happy, Ah San is very annoying.

There were four Kshatriyas in our class.

All kinds of lateness, all kinds of undiscipline, you can play music in the back of class, and there is only one type, that is, the kind that plays mud in the Northeast, and will never be verbose with you unless you are asked to do so. It's obviously all kinds of awesome, but it's always the first posture in the world, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Extreme huddles, everywhere there are crowds. The most amazing thing is that even though we don't live together, I can be late at the same time every day as if I have made an appointment, and show up at the door of the classroom at the same time!

Hugging so tightly, how can I make some achievements locally as a race! Why are you still running a convenience store and a local railway security guard?!!

I don't know what they're thinking!!

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Finally, tomorrow update do you believe it or not?