Rude Princess

I obviously can't handle the sweet yet glassy style, but it's really great qwq I feel that these short films are very suitable for short comics and micro-movies, and they use dark tones to depict these stories. The most important thing is that these scripts are very economical. For example, in the previous "Cat", there was no need to hire extras. .

Scarlet Nalan Master Nalan said: If you love someone, write for him. Lord Nalan also said: If you love him, kill him. (Quote from Zi Ji...) I struggled with these two sentences for a long time, until one day when I read the sentence "Confucius sharpened the "Spring and Autumn"", I slapped the table and laughed and said, "I understand!" Nalan was not just writing and slashing people, slashing between the lines, until the sky was dark and the ground was dark, smoke was rolling, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers. If there is any difference between him and Confucius, it is that Confucius cut off the "Spring and Autumn" and cut off those he didn't like; Mr. Nalan only cut off the people he liked. Oh... Let's use a new word nowadays, called "torture". Not only did he abuse his body, but he also abused his mind. He was bruised all over his body, exhausted physically and mentally, besieged on all sides, and betrayed all his relatives. However, he still had a pair of eyes as wide as a ghost, clenched his teeth, and lived. Confucius was from Lu, southwestern Lu, and with a little bit of cunning, he reposted... The so-called "without a word, you can be romantic". However, Nalan... Looking up at the countless completed works in this column, he is probably the most prolific author I have seen in the past year since Mao learned to read articles on the Internet, and... He fills holes very quickly. As expected of a kind-hearted Shanxi person, he has already seen two shovels of soil in this week, although... They were filled in different holes. Speaking of which, I went online because of Chai Teng, and then I entered Xie Shisan's Feng Liu Tian Xia from a fellow fan, and then followed the link to Bird's Nest... By the way... I have been waiting for acceptance at Bird's Nest for half a month. Although it has not been accepted yet, I have read a lot of the article, so I followed the link from Feng Liu Tian Xia again and entered the BT cultivation base. In fact, when I saw the name of this column that day, I laughed so much that I couldn't help myself, and then I saw Nalan's declaration of climbing the wall... In the past, petty officials were also known as "knife-pen officials", as the pen was the same as the knife. So I often think about Nalan's penknife, which should be crimson, with a little bit of enchantment, a little bit of beauty, a little bit of charm, despair, struggle and the gnashing of teeth that never give up... Forgive the cat's knotted tongue, the writing style is so changeable that I can't grasp the style of that stroke. However, what never changes is that blush. Scarlet, red in color, belongs to fire in the five elements, summer in the season, heart and blood in the human body. Then he sighed and understood why Nalan was scarlet. Nalan's writing is like a scorching summer, like a scorching sun dominating the world, like a violent wind and rainstorm sweeping over the world irresistibly. He claims to use a sword, but his every stroke is filled with the meaning of a sword. The opening and closing of the sword are vertical and horizontal, and the writing is full of joy. Nalan should be a person like summer, with a fiery temperament that doesn't tolerate dust. However, he stands high and looks far away. On the contrary, it seems that everything is not what he wants. He has a kind of iceberg-like coolness. Then the cat started to struggle again. My impression of Nalan is so contradictory. I imagine it to be a temporarily dormant volcano. When it erupts, lava flows freely, but when it stays still, it accumulates years of frost. It makes people look up with a sense of awe and trembling even when they are close to him. The people in his paintings also wear the outer appearance of ten thousand years of ice, and fire-like enthusiasm spurts out from the cracks in the ice and rock from time to time. This passion has been suppressed for a long time, and when it erupts, it has to squeeze out of the rock cracks, so... It can't help but be a little distorted... (Hold your head and run away...) I once thought about why Nalanke is so productive. It is praised by thousands of people for its fast speed, good soil quality and high soil quality. When asking this question, Nalan looked down coldly like the scorching summer sun in his imagination and said: Cutting the blood from the heart with a knife can produce lotus flowers every word. I read an article about Nalan's dispute with his parents, saying that it was for publication, and he published 200,000 articles in half a month, so he remained silent. Mao also wrote a paper about ten thousand words a day, day and night, but could not write more than thirty thousand words in less than half a week. After he stopped writing, he felt dizzy and nauseated for three days. Everything he saw was distorted, and everything he heard was muffled. As for essays, which are things, there is less talk about oneself and more talk about others. The copy and paste often takes up half of the paragraph, which is still frustrating. If so, what about 200,000 words? Each word comes from the heart and is cast in blood. Isn't this what the predecessors called "painstaking efforts"? It was midnight when I read this article, and all the people I slept with were already asleep. I sat alone under the lamp, sighing deeply. Those who read such words without being able to express their feelings, and those who read silently and escape, should be ashamed of themselves. Finally, he understood the origin of Nalan's hatred for the Overlord. Nalan's Purple Clothes Why is Nalan wearing purple clothes? Regarding this issue, Mr. Nalan's own explanation is that he is resistant to dirt... The ancients said that "red is so red that it turns purple", so we can think that purple is extremely red. Therefore, Nalan's clothes were still crimson, heavily dyed, even purple. If there is still enthusiasm in scarlet, purple has sublimated this enthusiasm into loneliness. Loneliness is cool, enthusiasm is fierce, and Nalan's writing is as cool as summer. Nalan belongs to summer, or Nalan is summer. The exposure of the scorching sun is self-confidence. Because the words come from the heart, they can move in the heart. The words are cast in blood, so they can enter the blood. Anyone who has a heart and blood can't help but feel moved after reading it, like being struck by thunder or being struck by a stick. The fire of midsummer is the king's fire, and the fire in the heart is also the king's fire. The king is in the world, and his coolness is disdain. For example, at noon in the scorching summer, a person stands in the wilderness, with not a single tree to provide any protection. The only resistance is to cover his eyes with his hands, looking around blankly, with no intention of resisting. People who sincerely resist can just hold a parasol, apply sunscreen all over their bodies, bite an ice cube in their mouth, stand in the bright sun, look up, and see that the scorching sun ignores you, hanging lazily and brightly in the sky, and suddenly they become depressed and desperate. When the ice cubes melt away and the parasol is exposed to the sun, they still look for the shade of a tree in panic. Nalan's writing makes people unable to resist. I saw Nalan's old post a few days ago. I was furious and asked for help. After reading four or five pages in a row, I couldn't find even one person who dared to come forward and make a fuss. Although the post was popular, it was reasonable and well-founded, just like the scorching summer sun. Sometimes I feel that the text is like a violent storm in midsummer, sweeping people away. Looking around is a vast expanse of white, with no east and west, no road and no end. With such a sense of awe, I dare not go back, I can only be wrapped up in the wind and rain, and walk straight on. When the wind stops and the rain stops, the chapter is over. It was also midsummer last year, and there was a heavy rain in Jinan on July 18. That day, in the rain, in the crowded city, I felt the power of the wildness of heaven and earth, and I wished I could worship it. Where could I see the road, deep and shallow, it was a watery country. So... I succumbed to such a prehistoric power, and accidentally finished "Hurry". When I woke up... It was the end of the chapter, my cheeks were red, and I couldn't advance or retreat. If you just make up for it without saying a word, you will be ashamed of yourself. If you don't make up for it, you will become like the overlord again. In the future, you will not be able to appreciate Nalan's hard work and words, so I wrote this article in fear to make up for my sin. How to marry a wife like this Nalan belongs to summer. Nalan has a wife named Weixia. Xu Weixia is not like midsummer, but like early summer. It is late spring and early summer, with a little residual lingering fragrance of flowers. Its temperature is gentle, warm and slow, like the early summer charm of "the flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small". Later I saw that the column was titled "April Weixia", and I felt quite smug, thinking I had a trick. I am about to read "Poetry·Xiaoya·April" and get the sentence "Weixia in April". Fang is sweating like rain, hating how lonely he is. I haven't read Xu Weixia's articles yet, but what I have seen are several poems and several long commentaries. Every time I get a long comment on Nalan at the end of his article, his sincerity and sincerity make me sigh. Nalan said: If you love someone, write for him. So, what about writing about loving someone? Just write a review for him? Xu Weixia's love for Nalan is in the text. Nalan's love for Wei Xia is also in the text. Seeing that he was hired by literature, he broke his own principles and wrote "Lotus Leaf Cup" and abandoned "Lotus Leaf Cup", both for one person. Later, when I entered the bird's nest, I saw the divorce and wedding posts posted by Nalan. It was Mao's first time getting involved in the Internet, and these marriages were unknown. However, it is common to see those who are married in the seventh or eighth year, and those who are married in the fourth or fifth year. They are dedicated like Nalan, and this is the only one I have seen. Thinking about the wanderings of these two people in the rivers and lakes, they must be like Tang Er and the Flower Demon. When they are having a blind date with each other through poetry and wine, the sky and the south and the north and the sun intersect like water, clear and bright, without a trace of stickiness. They should not be like glue or paint from morning to night. If compared to tea, Nalan is like Tieguanyin. It has a strong aroma and a strong taste in the mouth. It has a long aftertaste without any mellow taste. It has a clean and refreshing feeling. It is the most enjoyable tea. Xu Weixia is as green as snow, with a pleasant fragrance, a pleasant green color, and a light, clean and sweet taste. It is a gentleman's style in tea. Postscript: It is said that if you like someone, you should write about him. However, I have only known Nalan for only a week, and I have read only a few articles. Xu Weixia's works have even fewer articles. If I say I understand him, I would never dare to do so. After just reading "Kurst", it was like being stabbed in the head. It was painful and heart-opening, and all the troubles in the world were temporarily put aside. It was like pouring a cup of Erguotou with a temperature of 65 degrees, and it was blazing from head to toe. It was not happy to raise my voice without exhaling. I know that this article is neither fish nor fowl, a book review is not like a book review, and a biography is not a biography. It is upside down and terrible, and it is an eyesore to put it here. It's just that it's rare to have a few days of leisure in floating life. I'm afraid that if I don't remember it now, I will be disturbed by worldly affairs in the next moment and I won't be able to enjoy it to the fullest. If the comment is biased, Lord Qinalan can just give it a quick blow and he can rest in peace. If there are one or two people who can appreciate it, they are willing to pay homage to Zhi and it is enough to worship him under the door wall. Author's reply: In fact, after reading along the way, I found that Mao first watched Bustling Flowers, then Die Lianhua, and then Lan Ming. They all left serious messages. I always wanted to reply to each one but was unable to do so (look at how many pitfalls I have...), And then I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an additional long comment. Sweat. Originally I had two long reviews, one written by Lao Wu Mouxue and the other by Tenth Brother Chu Kuang. The manuscript was almost finished when I sent it to JJ, so one update would cover several chapters, which also caused the popularity and comments to not keep up. BW was also one of the reasons. However, I really don't know how to reply to comments like "Spread the flowers, cheers," etc., So I was surprised to see Nai's long comment (it has been completed for so long). How should I put it? Wen Da said that sometimes it is not just the readers who choose the books, but the books also choose the readers. Therefore, if you don't understand the author's heart and thoughts, you can only read the comments. Sometimes people are unwilling to write longer comments, and you can always tell the clues in just three or five sentences. It's not that I hate bw, but I have been bw for a long time. I don't know what readers think after reading it, and I always feel a sense of disunity. (Scores are not important, I like to read reviews). Mao's comment is indeed not a comment in the strict sense, and even from the words, I secretly thought that I was a person of autumn, desolate, cold, lonely, and deserted. Although it is not as cold as the snow in the middle of winter, it still makes people feel inaccessible (I may be a better person recently than before, always giving people a gentle impression, scratching my head). It is also selfish to think so. After all, I think Su is an autumn person, and I will try my best to get some connections, haha. But I was very impressed after reading my review. I was born in August, so it may indeed be the height of summer. When I write, I can be considered enthusiastic, and I never do anything moderate. I am extreme, cruel, and ostentatious. It may really be summer. I originally thought that Mao and Weixia were acquaintances, but after reading this comment, I realized that they were not. I rarely talk to Xia Xia recently. When I chat, I have no intention of writing, so I deliberately avoid it. Maybe Xia Xia doesn't understand, and many Internet writers probably don't have my quirks, but if I can't concentrate on typing, the things I write will feel very frivolous. So I had to isolate myself from the surroundings. I didn't know Xia Xiaqian, Kuangbiao, Chonglou, or even others. Their writing was very harsh, and I was suspected of being a man many times. But recently there has been a trend of insanity, and I am very dissatisfied with it. So it appears less often on the Internet, which is my fault. That's roughly it. I don't know if I have expressed what I wanted to say. Faced with the cat's comments, I opened my mind unconsciously. It seems that it is not difficult to express my heart directly, haha.

Banquet, beauties, handsome guys, fine wine, delicious food, Cinderella turns into a white swan, it's so beautiful, come on

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Little Wen Fei takes action! ! ! We can look forward to the clips of traveling together together.

The last sentence lit up. . . Hey hey hey

Why do you like talking about people behind their backs?

(ಥ_ಥ) Hasn't been updated for a long time.

Darling, I finally saw your update, I'm so happy, but when I saw this chapter, emmmmm, I felt a little uncomfortable. I don't know what happened to you, so I can only hug you through the screen. Be happy, there are many unsatisfactory things in life, but we still have to finish today happily and welcome tomorrow happily. After all, we have it today, and tomorrow someone else will come in, and there will be unexpected surprises! Don't be sad, everything will be fine, taking care of yourself is the most important thing. Don't be too depressed. When you are sad, eat sweets, listen to music, go for a walk, etc. I'm not very good at comforting people. I haven't recovered from it for a long time after seeing this chapter of yours. Who is not a little angel? If he doesn't love you, he will have someone else love you in the future. As he gets older, he knows how to choose. He chooses to be with the person who makes him happy. After ten years of laughter, there is no need to be troubled by these trivial things. If you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. In this life, you can only accompany yourself. Although it is a bit lonely, it is the same for everyone. It is enough for someone to accompany you for joy during such a long journey. Eat when you should, drink when you should, do whatever it takes to feel comfortable, life is still sunny and full of vitality! You are the best, don't be afraid, there is still a long way to go, I will accompany you (don't dislike me for being verbose, I will come to see you after I get the update today), you must have a good time~(￣▽￣~)~

After playing this game, I was completely crushed trying to pass it in the end. I died so many times, but it just didn't work, so I could only find a guide to continue playing.

Isn't QAQ going to be updated a lot? ? ? Is it over? QAQ Shili is so pitiful. Why is it so miserable? QAQ

When I saw the title of this chapter, I expected it, and it took me a long time to open it, man.

I'm a little confused. The heroine heard that the high price was looking for someone to lead the way, so why didn't she ask for the money bag at the end when she got to the location?

I think you should stop writing novel plots and let me go!

No, I saw the hostess crying to Teacher Ping and telling him that her daughter had a heart disease. Then she went home and was discovered by her daughter. Then she said that the hostess had persecutory delusions. Didn't it mean that the hostess was just hypoglycemic and the rest was all the hostess lying to the teacher? ! Turns out you really have a heart attack? ! What happened? I was stunned! What's going on?

If you're in good health, let's make the sunrise more intense.

Come on, come on (? ??_??)?