Broken leg writer, returns to China online

The exciting opening ceremony came to an end, and the audience left in an orderly manner.

It really deserves to be the country with the largest population, and there are really many people.Fyodor stood beside An Lele, holding her hand like a good brother, preventing the crowd from bumping into her.

It was getting late, and there was a little wind in the square outside the Bird's Nest. An Lele put on the thin coat that was originally used for sun protection.An Lele held Fyodor's hand with one hand, and couldn't help rubbing his sleepy eyes with the other hand.

Many people are still taking pictures in the square.

"Ha—" Even though she slept for a few more hours in the afternoon and wanted to be more energetic at night, An Lele looked at Fyodor next to her and she lost her energy.She yawned lazily, "My country has a complete set of criminal laws, don't try to make trouble here."

"You can rest assured that I came in through regular channels, and I will not be an enemy of this country. No one will try to fight against the gradually awakening torrent of steel." Fyodor smiled gently, bringing With an elegant and bookish atmosphere.A slender boy from Russia, who grows on the frozen soil, and will sleep in the cold and hard soil after death.

An Lele didn't say whether she believed it or not, she turned her head to look at the still brightly lit street, "I'll watch, look at this torrent of steel—" sweeping the world.

Fyodor seemed to see the giant supporting the sky in the age of mythology hidden in his immature body, looking down at the humans on the ground.With that gaze that was too high and too far away, people on the ground couldn't see the giant's expression clearly even if they followed it.

"I'm sorry to hear you're not going to write anymore."

In the original plan, she would leave after the Olympics, live in a small house by the West Lake, and live a happy life of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops.She talks about the life she dreams of with people around her all the time, and she may feel a little lonely in their eyes.

But fortunately, she didn't think so.

An Lele scratched her hair, because of the wind, she kept eating it.Another reminder, she thought.An Lele was still holding someone, and it was unclear whether Fyodor wanted to take An Lele away, or An Lele was restraining Fyodor to prevent him from leaving.

"Writing is hard to talk about. I don't want to start writing very much recently, and I need to rest for a while." An Lele looked around against the wind, saw a flower bed, and hurried over to shelter from the wind.She took out the mosquito repellant and sprayed it around, but there was no way, she was attracting mosquitoes.

"Don't put on that expression, I'm not a pen sealer anymore, I'm just a little lazy and don't want to rush the deadline." An Lele said lazily with her empty hand on her chin, and sat down on the tile beside the flower bed without paying much attention .

However, An Lele was trembling in his heart, didn't he, he actually read her novel, Pupil Earthquake.jpg and her novel is only published in Japan, and the publication of the Chinese version is under discussion.

Hearing that she didn't close the pen, Fyodor's melancholy, world-weary expression that seemed to want to destroy the world finally disappeared.

"I still have an unwritten story here, do you want to hear it?" I hope it can comfort him. He can listen to the story without reading a novel.An Lele enthusiastically proposed.

Fyodor looked down at her with a twinkle in her dark eyes, a little shy about telling a story for the first time.Their hands were held together, their fingers intertwined, it was really hard to separate.Neither side wanted the other to escape.

"The story between me and Wang Wangchun and Teacher." Fyodor smiled, and his level of purity was more than her.An Lele received a satisfactory reply, her eyes bent into crescents, and she patted the seat beside her for him to sit down.

As soon as Fyodor sat down, his eyes went dark. When? !Could it be mosquito repellent, but she didn't respond.She was still holding his hand tightly, Fyodor was sure that there was nothing in An Lele's hand.There are still necessary conditions that he has not discovered, no matter how vigilant Fyodor is, he still falls into a dream.

Before falling asleep, the last thing Fyodor saw was An Lele's faintly curved mouth, which seemed to be sneering and pity.

"We want to transfer power from... to your hands, people.*" An Lele invited Fyodor to watch a large magic show · 2020.

"This is called Huangliang Yimeng." An Lele took advantage of the opportunity to catch the fallen Fyodor, and because he was too small to support him, he let him rest on his lap.By the way, while there was no one around, he stretched out his hand to play with Fyodor's hair, and said such a sentence with a fake smile on his face.

It's also interesting to be handsome occasionally.

As if someone was watching her, An Lele raised her head casually, only to see Qi Yan on the opposite side of the flower bed with an indescribable expression, her eyes kept turning around her and Fyodor on her lap.

"Your ability, Huangliang Yimeng?" Qi Yan came over and said vaguely, he looked like An Lele was leisurely stroking a cat, playing with the suspicious person's hair.

He heard it, An Lele thought indifferently, "No, my supernatural ability is actually called Huainan Yimeng."

Qi Yan frowned, "You can't use supernatural powers on people casually."

He really believed it.An Lele split, she died socially.

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The small ball of light floating in the Yato Shrine crackled and exploded into small fireworks.

"What's the matter... what happened." Ayatsuji Pedestrian, who was staying at the Yato Shrine to read, watched An Lele control the AI ​​An Yin to perform what is called I exploded, and in desperation, he asked

"Hey, I don't have a peaceful life anymore." The ball of light fell to the ground weakly, and under An Lele's special control, it bounced a few times elastically as if there was nothing to love.Because in fact the photosphere has no substance.

"Oh, what's wrong with you over there." Ayatsuji pedestrian glanced over silently, beckoning her to come over.To use an inappropriate phrase, it is gold that always shines.Even if An Lele wants to live a life of salted fish for retirement, he has to pay his own value in exchange for a moment of peace.When everything calms down, she will have the life she wants.

And now, the world is not peaceful.

"Oh, it's nothing." The ball of light moved over awkwardly. If the ball had hands, it should be nervously clasping hands to express its mood. "It's just that a suspicious person came over, as if trying to lure | ...Of course, I must strike first.”

In order to protect the people in the bird's nest, the moment Fyodor greeted her, An Lele hinted to Fyodor with the light and shadow that alternated between light and dark through the fireworks surrounding the venue.

The light ball rolled to Ayatsuji pedestrian's hand, and Ayatsuji pedestrian stretched out his hand to roll the disembodied light ball as if he could really touch her.

Light can transmit heat. Although there is no entity, the temperature of existence can be felt.Ayatsuji pedestrian looked down at the AI ​​ball glowing warmly in his eyes.

"Well, don't roll anymore, I'm a little dizzy from the change of perspective." An Lele, who cooperated with him, stopped and rolled onto the big sleeve of Yanji Xingren, "Yeah, I like big sleeves."

Since Ayatsuji pedestrians have all moved to Yato Shrine, it is natural to use labor to obtain the right to live here, so he is now the priest of the shrine, temporarily.Yato could not find a professional priest to manage the shrine and manage the worshipers who came here.Fortunately, Ayatsuji pedestrians did a good job.

"And then, you lured|abducted the other party, and what happened next?" Ayatsuji pedestrian poked the ball of light that jumped onto his shoulder.The ball of light staggered and stopped.

"No kidnapping, just told him a story and put him down."

"Is this one action or two actions." Is it by telling a story to create a gap and then bring him down, or the way to bring him down is to tell a story.Ayatsuji pedestrian's red eyes, like crystal clear red pomegranate seeds, looked at her thoroughly.

"One action." The ball of light shook, "I let him have a dream and told him a story in the dream." Because it was fun to pretend to be aggressive, the person who protected her heard it, thinking that she really had supernatural powers .

Extraordinary abilities... Now even if you jump into the Yellow River, you can't clean it up. An Lele can only stop the loss in time or make the hole bigger.Regardless of whether her "supernatural ability" is Huangliang Yimeng, Huainan Yimeng, or Nankey Yimeng, the biggest secret of time travel was blew up to her family from the very beginning.There are no more secrets to sting the mistrust between each other.

If you think about it, you will know how an earthling like her from the Wuma technology side has supernatural powers.

Wait a minute, so... are you playing matryoshka?An Lele, whose body was being inspected by the relevant department, turned his head to take a look, and pushed Chu Yige, a physics expert whose glasses flashed a white light, with his fingers.

The most mysterious department of the Flower Planter: You thought that our family's signature writers, Haochun and Jingming, had supernatural powers, but in fact she didn't. She was an ordinary writer who relied purely on her talent.

After Chun and Jingming's first layer of vest was dismantled by smart people, they would definitely not stop there. They would make up their own brains to help her explain why she pretended to have supernatural powers.

Experts from the task force once commented that the thoughts in Anlele's literature are too rich and wonderful in this barren world.Therefore, in this world, what she faces is not only the loneliness brought about by her identity, but also the sense of alienation that cannot be understood spiritually.In order not to be so different, she tried to integrate into her own ethnic group and returned to a place that was very similar to her hometown.

Throwing this explanation to the outside, those people have to fall into a while of brainstorming.

However, the real situation is that the secret that An Lele is a time traveler is of course covered up by layers of smoke | fog | bombs, after all, the whole country endorses her.

People who play tactics really have dirty hearts.An Lele, who has completed a set of matryoshka process by herself, feels that she should stop thinking about it.

Brother Chu pulled out her hidden hand, sterilized it, pricked a needle on the fingertip to draw blood, and when it was done, continued to sterilize it, and put the hand back.

Anlele: QAQ

While being checked, An Lele connected with the AI ​​An Yin in the Yato Shrine.

"Hypnosis?"

"Probably... about the same thing."

"Because Enid didn't let me use the psychotoxin." The light ball shook dissatisfiedly, and Ayatsuji pedestrians didn't notice any difference from the way she shook it just now. "Then, now I have a terrible headache and sleepiness, but I can't sleep."

"So you came to torment me and don't let me sleep, right?" Yan Tsuji pedestrian looked at the light ball coolly, expressing his discomfort, and rolled on the ground. An Lele's self-protection method had great side effects on himself, but it was also harmful to the outside world. means of least impact.

Ayatsuji pedestrians simply guessed that An Lele was regarded as a person with supernatural powers by the people there, and the country on the other side of the sea has more supervision over people with supernatural abilities than a writer with advanced procrastination.

For An Lele, the identity of a person with supernatural powers is sometimes a kind of protective color to cover up her differences.So Ayatsuji Xingren continued to supplement and perfect Anlele's settings in his heart.

The two parties with unequal information unanimously gave An Lele a perfect personality.

"Strange, it's really the data of an ordinary person. Oh, the number of white blood cells is a little low, and the immunity is a little weak. You need to strengthen your exercise." Chu Yige held the report that concluded that it was a completely ordinary person, and he stretched out his hand and rubbed it. Rubbing An Lele who was crying from being pricked by needles.

They are indeed thinking about the matryoshka project, not only to set up enemies, but also want to set up Anlele.It's a pity that they were all warned by Enid.

"Treat this as an exchange of equal value, perhaps better, exchange ten years of the future for a recognized citizenship." The red-haired and blue-eyed Xinghai Rose said with a half-smile, "My kind Creator will not be with her The motherland is the enemy." And she will not be the enemy of An Lele.Whether it is a memory chip or the spiritual power hidden in it, the value and force represented behind it are beyond the reach of the earth.

An Lele has the potential to be a national treasure-level writer. Her thoughts are destined to infect everyone in this world. The weapon called thoughts in her hands is more terrifying than Enid.

"The house in Hangzhou has been found for you, and the name is written on you." Chu Yige continued to read Fyodor's checklist, he was weak, but just fell asleep.Later, it was found that there was an entry and exit record, but the seat next to An Lele at night was another person.That person missed the opening ceremony because of something.

"Oh, then I'll go there, the capital is so hot." The bought game tickets were stored away, and An Lele knew the final result, so the process became dispensable.After visiting the scenic spots and eating special snacks, I have finished my travel work and it is time to go home.

Isn't it hotter in the south at this time?Chu Yige looked down at the well-behaved An Lele, "The publication of your novel..."

"Tell Bai Lan that he is my agent now, and help me observe him by the way." An Lele blinked and smiled, and it was indeed a bit troublesome for him. Then, "What style is the decoration of the house? If I don't like it, Can I change it?" Just wait a few more days.

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[Anli Tie: I want to recommend a Mrs. Treasure to you

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Recap--

Some time ago, I just traveled to Japan next door and participated in the live concert for the anniversary of the restart of the world jointly planned by many animation clubs.The scene was very lively [with photos][with photos][with photos]

I will not describe what kind of setting it is. The official website says that due to some accidents, the two-dimensional paper people we all love came to the three-dimensional and tried every means to defeat the black | curtain and return to their own world.I saw it was quite interesting, so I went to watch it.

This concert was very big, and the parents of many paper people and the well-known animation giants behind it had laid the groundwork half a year ago.After watching the scene, I was so excited (cooking power up) to fill in the background of the characters (I have already watched some episodes, so the ones I added are those I haven’t seen), [with a list of detailed explanations] the early pre-release publicity book ( Officially written fan XD), there is no Chinese version, I also ate raw meat (It’s so hard that my macho tears.jpg)

I especially like a character in the joint project, called Enid, who is a big beauty with red hair and green eyes.In the text published first, she is a big guy who likes to stand on the top of the building (laughs), people once thought that she was related to the black | screen 233

Then, I followed the clues and found Enid's novel "The Song of Enid". It is super beautiful, everyone must read it!I also heard that there is an intention to publish in Florist.

There are a lot of previous stories, but I still got to the point!

Then I got to know Enid's real mother, Chunhe Jingming, who is a very powerful novelist, and she was the winner of the Naoki Award in February this year.Does the style of painting feel incompatible with Two-dimensional? It should be an instant charge, hehe.Teacher Chunhe himself likes Two-dimensional, so he joined this joint project.

Also, her award-winning work "Global Influenza" has been published in Flower Planter, everyone is welcome to read it, there is sweet love in it~

Also, I would like to recommend "The Great City" to everyone, a European and American-style criminal psychology novel. This is the first time the teacher has tried this style of writing, so the writing is a bit slow.

Mr. Chunhe’s novels have been published in Chinese one after another. I hope everyone will support this treasured lady, WINK~

[August [-], the Xiuchun Dao who deceived people into eating knives, remind you before watching, please do not enter the spoiler! 】

That's right, I was talking about you!Chun and Jingming!

Chunhe Jingming·Xiuchundao: Sweet Love?Impossible, does not exist.

But Mr. Chunhe is really good at writing novels, that woman is so damn sweet.jpg I shed ten catties of tears and ate glass shards mixed with a knife with tears in my eyes.

The first is the first "Song of Enid". I think everyone was confused by the previous enthusiasm at the beginning. Naively, we thought this was really a hot-blooded interstellar.Even the gender of the main character is unknown to better open the harem (but my wife really understands this point, whether it's Sissy or Xiu, or even the old fox next door, I can do it).

Enid is so good, I also want to hear her read poems, listen to her tell stories about the past, and dance to the sound of a retro gramophone (Idiot)

Unexpectedly, he was stabbed in the back, trading one's death for a future.Enid handed over the coordinates of the imaginary space in the soul to Isis, and then digitized and dissipated.

I'm gone_(:з」∠)_

Later, Teacher Chunhe's writing became more and more melancholy and sad, and gradually lost the feeling that the world is so beautiful when I wrote Enid, I want to give you a bunch of stars.It seems that the writer who was originally smiling slightly lowered his eyebrows, and finally wept silently.

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Here comes the new news, Mr. Chunhe is a flower grower, no wonder the publication matters are handled so quickly

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By the way, begging Chun and Teacher to update "The Great City"

Let's eat first, and wait for more...

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Enid who lives in legend