The second bonus still revolves around "A Song of Frost and Fire".

In addition to more detailed canon completions about Westeros, Eric also picked out a few fanworks that he thought were very good to show off in the bonus (Water Word Count).

Mr. Writer put it this way:

"If A Song of Frost and Fire is a plainly dressed girl, then these creations are the ornaments and clothes you created for her. The ones I picked fit her skin tone and hair color perfectly, giving her a fuller, more specific look. If there are more excellent works in the future, they will also be displayed, and the content is not even limited to "A Song of Frost and Fire". If you have a really interesting story, you can also give me the outline and the opening chapter, and if you choose, you can get a small slot of serialization on Bignius. I look forward to the day when one of you will replace me as the pillar of this newspaper. ”

Originally, fanfic contributions have become scarce since the first issue of the bonus was released, but as soon as the second issue of the bonus came out, Eric's words added fuel to the enthusiasm of readers, and those who had given up on creation picked up the pen one after another.

Eric says that if A Song of Frost and Fire were a girl, then their job would be to create ornaments for them.

And whether the ornaments and clothes are decent or not, this is based on their perception of the girl.

In other words, the more familiar they are with the original, the clearer the image of the girl will be in their minds, and the more reasonable the costume will be. Only by fully understanding Westeros can a plausible story be staged on this stage.

As a result, a new round of discussion about "A Song of Frost and Fire" began, and the first frost scientists also shined in the process, gradually gaining an authoritative status as "frost scientists", and was sought after by many readers who joined later......

Their arguments about the setting, characters, and plot direction of the book never stopped, and then burst out with more inspiration and sparks......

Of course, these exchanges so far have been friendly and benign.

This kind of communication is only offline, and when it takes place in a face-to-face format, it becomes gentlemanly and gentle. The discussant did not wantonly abuse and attack others because he was hiding in an unknown place through a screen.

As a person who grew up in the era of "keyboard = nuclear bomb", Mu Yan naturally knows what kind of evil consequences will happen when people don't need to pay the price for their words and deeds, and he will not let this kind of thing happen again in Luokan.

Having said that, this time there are a total of three excellent frost scientists whose works have been selected, including Shireen Carter, the royal sister.

Miss Shireen writes a similar essay about the little monster Tyrion, documenting the cold eyes and injustices that the gnomes suffered as a child in Lancaster.

The delicacy of her brushstrokes and the vividness of her characters shocked Eric.

Mr. Writer claims that either Miss Shireen was treated the same as a child, or that she had met someone who had the same life experience as the little devil, otherwise it would not have been possible to portray her in such a vivid way.

For this reason, he also wrote a special reply, highly praising the other party's writing and affirming her talent.

He knew very well that if Shireen belonged to the former, then what she needed most now was praise and encouragement.

The cold eyes and abuse she suffered in the past are like an iceberg hidden deep in her heart, which needs the most gentle care to slowly melt.

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Moon Creek Manor.

Although the summer of Jialan came late, it slipped early. It's only mid-September, and the weather at twilight is already slightly cooler, and for the mooncreek manor, which is like spring all year round, it has also passed two months of the year when there is no need to burn a fireplace.

Shireen wore only a light gauze dress, and her delicate body was completely wrapped in a velvet blanket. On her left hand side is the milk at a moderate temperature, and on her right hand side is fresh fruit. I, on the other hand, held Eric's reply and read it over and over again, until I could recite every word, and then folded it as if it were a treasure and carefully put it away.

Whew-

The girl put her hands on her chest and felt her heartbeat intensify as her heart surged.

It's great to be recognized like that.

As Eric guessed, Shireen falls into the former category, and she has been subjected to cold eyes and ridicule since she was a child.

Shireen's mother, who is the sister of Philo's mother, is a mild paranoid. Ever since she married Duke Carter, she has been babbling that she has a curse inherited from her mother and will pass it on to her daughter in the future, and that only having a son can resolve this crisis.

But unfortunately, she and Duke Carter had two children in a row, but they were both daughters. Unfortunately, both daughters died.

Duke Carter seems to have realized something, and after the birth of his third child, Shireen, he decisively separated his wife from his newborn daughter.

In this way, Shireen survived, but then his wife became in a trance because of her daughter's absence, became thinner, and became thinner, and had a serious illness, so the duke felt that his approach was too ruthless, so he took her back again.

Fortunately, his wife's behavior has been normal since then, and his daughter has grown up healthy, so he put his previous suspicions behind him, and even felt guilty for his suspicions.

But in fact, he was not wrong, the death of the first two daughters was not unrelated to the Duchess, and her hatred for Shireen was far beyond his imagination. The previous serious illness was not because she missed her daughter, but because she was depressed and dissatisfied because she couldn't kill Shireen!

However, after that serious illness, the Duchess's health could no longer have a fourth child, so she gave up on Shireen and disliked her instead.

When the Duke is out and the house is run by the Duchess, she makes no secret of her hatred for Shireen. Under the almost explicit statement of the hostess, the maids and servants, in order to please her, treated Shirin with cold violence, did not give her enough food, pinched her through the bath towel during the bath, laughed at the freckles on her face like a dirty beggar, and left her alone to cry in the huge dark room at night, so that Shireen lived in fear and anxiety all day long, which led to the girl's withdrawn and eccentric character.

When the Duke returned, they immediately returned to normal, and even if Shireen hid in her father's arms and cried, and had a hostess to protect her subordinates, her words would only be regarded as petty, and she would ignore them after a few words of casual comfort.

So, on her twelfth birthday, when Duke Carter asked Shireen what she wanted, she almost moved out of the Grey Tree Territory and lived in the Moon Creek Manor, far away from the Duke's County, and never returned home.

In the past few years of staying alone in the manor, she has not been willing to have contact with the outside world, and has been accompanied by books all day long. Because of her memory and comprehension skills, as well as the precociousness brought about by the environment in her early years, Shireen's little brain has accumulated a lot of knowledge and imagination, and she has long picked up the pen to describe the world of her imagination, but she has never had the opportunity to share it with others.

Now that Eric's affirmation was obtained, the girl was overjoyed and immediately ran upstairs to dig out her manuscript.

Running too fast, her chest heaved violently, but the girl did not care, and with a large pile of things in her hand, she ran downstairs to the concerned calls of the servant, threw them on the ground, and flipped through them one by one.

"This won't work......

"This ...... Not at all! ”

"This ...... Ahhh What a shame, ah......"

The girl clasped the note to her face and rolled back and forth on the carpet before it took a long time to get back to normal.

Eventually, she sat up and decided to rewrite the story.

Write your own story.

A tall figure suddenly flashed through her mind...... The dimples on his face when he chuckled, the strong crook of his arms when he picked himself up, the childlike serenity on his face when he was asleep......

The girl's face quickly flushed, and she retracted into the blanket again, too ashamed to see anyone.

Well, write your own story with him.