The thought of escaping marriage suddenly came to Angela's mind. I have to say that people just like to scare themselves.
Of course, it is impossible for them to escape from marriage. They have gone through too much to get to this point.
On the wide lawn of the manor house in Beverly Hills, Angela was already standing under the flower gate. Looking around, the seats were already full of guests, in addition to their family members, even grandpa and grandfather came from New York and London respectively, and those powerful and powerful people in Hollywood also came to attend, including those who guarded the room. There are a large number of reporters outside, as well as the helicopters of the TV stations flying around. Although the wedding was held in the villa, such a scene can be regarded as extremely grand.
A smile appeared at the corner of Angela's mouth, and her eyes swept across Kate, Jessica, Liv, Avril, Scarlett, and Kayla who were sitting in the front row in turn, and then fell to the end of the trail. Wearing a pure white wedding dress, Natalie appeared there with her head lowered and a little solemn, and the picture was frozen at this moment.
end
"Christine! What the hell are you doing! Sleepwalking!" The director angrily grabbed his hat and threw it on the ground, staring hard at the pretty girl on the set, not knowing what to say.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Director, I'm sorry." The other party lowered his head and answered honestly.
"I'd be very happy if an apology could get the wasted time and money back!" said the director sarcastically, looking like he was quite angry. At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Wait first, Unkrich." The clear but magnetic voice rang out, making people feel like a spring breeze and couldn't help but want to continue listening.
The person who spoke was a woman who could not tell her age, like twenty-seven or eight-year-old and thirty-five or six-year-old. Although she was wearing a simple gray-blue women's suit, she had an unusual temperament, with shoulder-length blonde hair hanging down. On the shoulders, the emerald green eyes seem to be able to speak, elegant and luxurious at the same time somewhat playful and cute, so contradictory and so unified that it is difficult to turn your eyes away.
After she lowered her body and said a few words in Mr. Director's ear, the latter nodded helplessly, got up and announced, "Now rest for 20 minutes."
The noise suddenly rang out, everyone began to relax, and the lady hurried to the girl: "Will you come with me, Christine?"
Although there was no tone of command, Christine followed the lady to the trailer on the set without saying a word.
"Sorry, Ms. Angela..." As soon as she got into the trailer, she apologized impatiently.
"Remember what I told you, Kristen?" That legendary Angela, who is still a national idol in the hearts of many Americans, has been in the top ten of the Hollywood Power List and topped the Gay Power List. She turned around and interrupted her with a smile.
"But... this is on the set." Kristin brushed the hair from her ears and lowered her head.
Angela watched her for a few minutes and skipped the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about that, I want to say, Kristen, whatever happened between you and Lindsay and Hannah shouldn't be brought to the set Come on, and it's Christmas Eve soon, you'll be embarrassing for Unkrich by delaying everyone's time like this."
"I'm sorry," Kristen Stewart said, biting her lip.
"Okay, don't take it too seriously. If you really can't adjust, I can ask the director to take your leave in advance." Angela said comfortingly.
"It doesn't matter, I will try my best to adjust." Christine said quickly, "Of course, I will not force myself."
Angela nodded and was about to speak when a knock on the door suddenly rang. After being allowed, an assistant stuck his head in: "Ms. Angela, your... um... Ms. Jessica is here."
"Very good, I'll be right there." She sent assistant Angela to pack her clothes and walked to the door, "I'm sorry, I have to leave early, be careful yourself, and Merry Christmas."
After walking a short distance from the set, Angela saw Jessica holding her daughter.
"Hey, Jesse, when I'm so free today, you actually came to pick me up on the set." Angela greeted me with a smile.
"Do you want me to remind you of today's schedule, Angie?" Jessica said angrily.
"Oh, of course not, I'm not old enough to have amnesia." Angela said with a smile, and then clapped her hands to the 2-year-old little guy in Jessica's arms: "Hey, Anna."
"Mummy!" The little guy called out in a milky voice, his open arms obviously wanting to be hugged, and his smart and beautiful eyes were the same color as Angela.
Angela, who was walking quickly, suddenly stopped and looked at her daughter with wide eyes without blinking. After a while, she suddenly cheered: "Great! She finally stopped..."
Before I could finish speaking, I heard my daughter call again, "Daddy!"
Angela's face suddenly collapsed, and Jessica covered her mouth and smiled.
"If! If I knew!" Angela shouted aggressively, although she had called it countless times, "If you let me know, who was the first to teach the children to call like this, I will never forgive her! "
"Okay, get in the car first, it's not a good thing to be late." Jessica said with a smile, handing her daughter into her arms.
"Don't think you can hide it forever by joining forces. I'll find out sooner or later. If you're willing to tell me now, I promise to let it go. How about it, Jessie?" Ra was still chattering, trying to seduce Jessica while fighting her daughter, "Are you really not thinking about it, Jessie? If... Hey, Anna! Don't bite my ears!"
Although the tone was annoyed, the little guy who stepped on her leg didn't give any face, not only twisted and twisted in her arms, but also giggled.
"What good or bad news is there in the newspaper?" After teasing her daughter for a while, Angela looked at Jessica, who was flipping through the newspaper.
"Nothing, compliments on your new lesbian movie." Jessica shrugged.
"Ha, I can basically guess what they want to say. It's nothing more than sweeping away the decline of the first two works, showing a chaotic and real lesbian life." Angela pouted, "It's all repeated. s things."
"But there are people who really appreciate it. They even think you won a best actress for your performance," Jessica said, putting down the paper. "To be honest, are you really not thinking about it, Angie? You know. The Film Academy can't wait to award you a Best Actress award, and the press has repeatedly declared you the uncrowned Best Actress."
"Just because of those four best supporting actresses?"
"It's also because you hit a hundred hits in the acting awards."
"Okay, maybe we can consider..." Angela rubbed her chin. "What do you think about me and Natalie being nominated for Best Actress? Not all of us can win, anyway, Best Actress is not without it. Over double-yolked eggs."
"I don't know about this, but..." Jessica continued to read the newspaper, pursing her lips, "I think some people are right, Natalie is actually you."
"Because I always deal with different women? Hehe..." Angela waved her hands in disapproval, then stared at Jessica: "You know, Jesse, the role I played is actually you."
Jessica was slightly stunned, but she quickly regained her senses. She smiled and flipped through the newspaper again: "Ha, the tabloids are hyping up your Christmas party again, and they even linked the party to a new movie."
"Really, what do you say this time?" Angela was not displeased with her changing the subject.
"Still those, Hollywood lesbian stronghold or something." Jessica shrugged.
"Do you have… "
"No, since you sued ten media in a row, no idiot will talk nonsense on this."
"It's a pity," Angela sighed, her brows seemed unwilling, "I really don't mind doing it again—'kill the chicken to warn the monkey'!"
She looked at Jessica and said, "Do you know what 'kill the chicken to show the monkey', Jess?"
"Okay, it's not like you don't know, my Chinese is the worst among everyone." Jessica pouted.
"Silly~chicken~urgent~thick~" The little guy suddenly interjected and repeated her "Mummy Daddy" words ostentatiously.
"Did you hear it, Jesse, even Anna can talk about it." How could Angela pass up this opportunity to tease her lover.
"It's not surprising, Anna's appearance is inherited from me except for her eyes. Naturally, she is as smart as you..." Jessica said with a smile, but Angela covered her mouth before she could speak.
Angela looked at the front carefully. Fortunately, the bodyguards were sitting in front of the RV.
"I remember telling you, Jesse, if it's going to be known that I support this kind of research, there's got to be something to spread about. They've put the culprit in the rise in the all-female homosexuality on my head, and God knows what. You won't send me to the stake because of this." Angela said sarcastically.
Jessica couldn't help giggling, and then the little guy in Angela's arms also laughed inexplicably. Angela who was infected naturally couldn't help it, and the last three laughed together.
The car quickly drove up Beverly Hills, but the destination was not Angela's manor but her parents' villa. After Angela got married, and as Willie and Ike grew up and saw that they could stand on their own, Christmas and other holiday schedules were naturally adjusted accordingly. For example, Angela stopped going to her grandpa and grandpa's house with her parents, and then took turns taking her lover to stay at her parents' house for one night every year the day before Christmas Eve. Years have passed, and even the public has come to accept the fact that she has a wife and several lovers, not to mention her parents? What's more, it's just a trivial matter like bringing a lover back for dinner?
In short, Angela and Jessica spent a warm afternoon at their parents' house. Jared and Elena, who were upgraded to grandparents, couldn't put it down, and even complained that Angela didn't take the other two children with them. Come on, that intimacy made Angela a little jealous.
"Actually, this is also normal. It is always necessary to be more affectionate between generations. It's like grandpa and dad quarreled when they met before, but grandpa never did this to me." After talking about the little guy at dinner, Angela accidentally revealed With such a little emotion, I quickly covered it up.
"Oh, come on, Chrissy, don't hide it any more, we all know what you're talking about." said Willie, who was smiling thiefly. She has grown into a big girl and has no less than Angela. of beauty, her long flaxen hair and dark eyes made her appear smart and lively. She didn't go to college like her sister did. After graduating from high school, she began to do a job she was interested in - fashion design. Frankly speaking, she is very talented in this, and every teacher who teaches her affirms this, but Willie tried to find Angela to endorse the clothes she designed several times, but she was rejected.
"You should call me sister, dear." Angela said half-jokingly and half-remindingly.
"Don't try to change the subject cunningly, Chris!" Willie giggled, her eyes shining with inexplicable light.
"But, Willie, I think what my sister said is correct," said Ike next to her. Although he has the same hair color and wink as his twin sister, Ike looks much calmer. His handsome appearance and elegant gentleman's demeanor are said to fascinate many women. He is graduating from Stanford soon, and there is no doubt that he will join his father's company. In fact, he has done a lot of work in his father's company, and they have done a good job. It is certain that he will take over in the future.
"Oh, of course, for Ike, Chris is always right." Willie grimaced at her brother, but Ike shrugged and didn't answer.
"Okay, the two of you, can't you stop for a while?" The mother said with a headache at this time. Willie and Ike have been bickering at the dinner table in recent years.
Probably because tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and Angela brought Jessica and her daughter over, they both shrugged and stopped talking. It's just that some things are still going to happen. After Angela and Jessica chatted with their parents for a while, Willie suddenly gathered up the courage to ask after watching them for a long time: "Mom and Dad, there is something I can ask. ask?"
"What do you want to ask, dear." Father asked in a good mood.
"I can... I can..." Willie, who had just returned to being eccentric, suddenly stuttered, and after a long "I can" she gritted her teeth and asked, "Can I bring my girlfriend home?"
Jared and Elena's faces flashed strangely, they exchanged a wry smile and shook their heads.
"Of course, Willie," his father sighed, something they actually knew.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad!" Willie cheered, and then gave her sister a meaningful look.
Angela dined with her head down and didn't say anything. Don't look at Willie as if she didn't care about anything. Angela knew exactly what she was thinking, but... Jessica almost died while feeding her daughter. Gotta laugh.
"Mom and Dad, I..." Ike spoke again at this time.
"Why, do you want to bring your boyfriend home too, Ike?" Father teased half-jokingly.
Ike suddenly showed a choked expression, and his mother gave her husband a dissatisfied look.
"I just want to say, I'm done eating, you guys can take it slow." Ike said helplessly after twitching the corners of his mouth, and then left the stage depressed after being allowed.
It was really chaotic, Angela, who was burying her head and pulling the food on the plate, sighed in her heart. Out of concern, she still found Ike after dinner: "Don't you really... want to have a boyfriend or something, Ike?"
"Didn't I tell you, don't you believe me, dear sister?" Dissatisfaction was clearly written on Aike Junlang's face.
"I can't blame me for thinking too much, you hardly ever bring your girlfriend home, I don't want you to really..." Angela made a gesture and didn't continue.
"Why, as the greatest lace edge in history, you find this kind of thing difficult to understand?" Ike asked jokingly.
Since Angela's private life has been gradually revealed, she has this ridiculous title, and it is no wonder that conservative organizations put the reason for the increase in the proportion of lesbians on her head - then again, Angela does count It is an important reason for the increase in the proportion of lesbians. Many women think that falling in love with a same-sex is a cool and brave thing. "Like Miss Angel" has long been the slogan for girls fighting for same-sex rights on campus.
"Ike, I'm serious." Angela looked at her brother seriously.
"Well, I just thought I'd have a lover called 'work' for a long time!" Ike shrugged, then made a gesture to stop Angela from speaking, "Don't say anything to me. Reason, sister, you should remember my first girlfriend, Crotilda of the Carnegie family, three days after I brought it home..."
He pointed back with a thumbs-up. Willie and Jessica were teasing the little one on the sofa.
"I was put on the bed by my twin sister," Ike said helplessly, "and finally became her girlfriend."
"Well, this..." Angela touched her nose.
"And my second girlfriend, Yvonne from Lehman's, approached me because she was targeting you." Ike continued, and Angela didn't know what to say other than an embarrassed smirk.
After a long while, she said comfortably: "Don't worry, Ike, sooner or later good girls will come, not every girl is..."
"It's all lace, right?" Ike smiled and shrugged, "Don't worry, sister, I'll be fine."
"Okay, okay." Angela thought for a while and suddenly said mysteriously: "You know, Ike, I'm actually not a pure lace edge."
"You mean..." Ike looked incredulous, "You still... You still like men?!"
"Of course not," Angela rolled her brother's eyes, "I mean, the reason why I like women is because I was a man in my previous life, understand?"
"You were a man in your previous life?" Ike repeated twitchingly at the corner of his mouth, and after a while, he patted his elder sister's shoulder weakly: "Thank you for your... special comfort, elder sister..."
Well, that's what it's like at my parents' house, there's a little bit of chaos every time, but people get used to it. The next day, staying until the afternoon, after the parents brought their younger siblings to New York or London, Angela returned to the manor with Jessica and daughter Anna, preparing for the Christmas Eve party. Every year they hold a unique style. party, and then invite friends over.
"Hi, Angie, it's great to see you." Dakota gave Angela a big hug, but was pulled behind by Lindsay who was following.
"Don't touch my wife, Angie!" Lindsay warned, ignoring that Dakota had come over to hug.
"What is your wife?" Dakota slapped Lindsay with her elbow, blushing.
Angela shook her head with a smile, and walked inside regardless of the flirting of the two.
"Hi, Angie." Swift, who was talking with Avril, said hello to Angela immediately, her face flushed red, and her azure blue eyes rolled back and forth, wondering what she was thinking.
"You're so fast, Tyler." Avril's lazy voice came.
"No, I'm just a little excited." Swift quickly turned around and said to Avril.
Angela couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw it, every time she thought of Taylor, who was almost 6 feet tall, being completely suppressed by Vivi, who was only 5 feet 2 inches, and then herself... Hey, this is not the time to think about this, Angela hurriedly lowered her head. He turned his head and coughed lightly. After looking around with a guilty conscience, he walked to Avril's side as if nothing had happened, leaned over and gave her a kiss, then ignored Swift's resentful eyes and walked to Scarlett's side with a slightly bloated belly. .
"How is the little guy now?" Angela asked with a smile while stroking her belly.
"Of course I'm sleeping." Scarlett put down the magazine in her hand and stroked her belly as well, with a loving and happy smile on her face.
"I knew that when your belly gets bigger, the little guy will steal your attention." Angela said tastefully, Scarlett smiled and shrugged without answering.
"Mummy Daddy!" With the crunchy cry, a petite figure jumped into Angela's arms.
"Ha, after one day, Lisa misses me?" Although Angela's mouth twitched twice because of that title, she still happily hugged her four-year-old eldest daughter Elizabeth.
"Lisa, don't be too lively, be careful wrestling." Kate followed.
"Ha, Mommy got jealous from Mommy's Daddy." The little guy made a big face at Kate.
"Don't talk to mom like that, Lisa." Angela pinched the eldest daughter's cheek lovingly, and then kissed Kate: "How's the arrangement?"
"Guaranteed not to be the same as last year," said Kate, smiling, recovering quite well after giving birth to Elizabeth, and that mature flavor became more and more attractive.
"Then wait and see," Angela spread her hands, "Nat and Liv on it?"
After getting a positive answer, she immediately walked up. After taking two steps, she remembered something and leaned into Kate's ear. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "This year... is Rachel still refusing to come?"
"Well... it's better for you to call her." Kate replied ambiguous.
Angela pouted and sighed softly, then started walking upstairs. As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the corridor, a familiar giggling voice came over, and Angela suddenly stopped and wanted to turn around and leave or find a place to hide, but it was too late. Two big girls in their early twenties hugged and came out from the other side of the corridor, and they kissed every now and then. Angela, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor and didn't know where to hide, naturally didn't escape their eyes.
"You're back, Angie?" Xia Xia and Lu Lu asked in unison, looking at Angela's eyes with crooked eyes.
"Well... Hey, you two." Angela hesitated for a few seconds and greeted them with a smile, then took steps to quickly pass by them, but was left by the two of them after only two steps. The right one held his arm.
"In such a hurry, where are you going?"
"It must be to see my wife and lover, as well as the baby that has been born and is about to be born."
"Ah, it's normal for a new person to replace an old person."
The two guys sang in harmony, sometimes resentful, sometimes lamenting, and sometimes resentful, and brought into full play the acting skills they used in the filming of the movie.
"Okay, can't you guys play some other tricks?" Angela said depressedly.
"But it's fun." Xia Xia looked at her with a smile.
"Or do you want to wait until the evening, let's play something else?" Lulu said immediately.
Angela rolled her eyes, waved her hand and strode forward, Xia Xia and Lu Lu didn't hold her anymore, they just giggled and laughed loudly. Angela, who was walking, felt a little embarrassed for no reason.
Fortunately, she had recovered by the time she got to Liv's bedroom, she reached out and knocked on the door, and she walked in after being allowed. There was a peaceful scene in the room, Liv was sitting on the bed with her 7-8 month old belly flipping through magazines, she looked chubby because of her pregnancy, while Natalie was still in swaddling arms with her youngest baby in her arms. The daughter, Teresia, lifted the corners of her clothes to feed her.
"Wow, Sissi looks so cute." Angela, who came to Natalie's side, said with emotion at the little cutie who was sucking, but the next sentence made Natalie who was breastfeeding almost fall to the ground. .
"She looks so happy eating, can I eat it too?" Angela asked with bright eyes.
"Do you think it's an honor to grab food with your daughter?" Natalie glared at her.
"I just want to taste... yours..." Angela said with a greedy face, "Anyway, it's an old couple's, so it's nothing to taste."
Natalie glared at her again angrily: "Do you want to try it? There is an easy way!"
"any solution?"
"You are pregnant and give birth to one!"
After giving a big roll of eyes, Natalie walked to the window with her daughter in her arms. Angela pouted, looking at Natalie rather unwillingly, Liv, who was sitting on the bed, opened her arms at this moment: "It's okay, Angie, I have it here."
Although she is already a tens-year-old expectant mother, she still says what she thinks.
"Please, Liv, Wilhelmina is still in your belly. Let's wait until she comes out." Angela said in a childish tone.
"I said, I don't like this name." Liv pouted and expressed dissatisfaction.
"I also said that this is not negotiable." Angela raised her finger and shook it, "Please, this is the name of the Queen of the Netherlands, isn't that bad?"
Angela has always insisted on naming her daughter after the famous queens in Europe, and the child in Scarlett's belly even planned to be called Ekaterina. No matter who objected, it was useless, even if she was pressed on the bed and ravaged over and over, she would not change her mind. I really didn't know what she was insisting on.
Liv didn't argue with her, but just pulled the corners of her mouth down to express her dissatisfaction.
"Why is my belly so big at this time?! Every day I can only lie on the bed, and it feels wrong to walk a few steps. It's Christmas!" Liv said angrily, like a child.
Angela stuck out her tongue in secret, and pregnant women are really unreasonable, including... She secretly glanced at Natalie, who had just finished breastfeeding and was putting her child to sleep.
"Relax, Liv, no one thought this would happen. Just like Kayla had to go to London, it's alright. It was delayed by the heavy snow for two weeks, and now it's not allowed to fly back." Angela spread her hands. , trying to comfort Liv with Kayla's example.
"I know, but when I think about not being able to attend the party tonight, and you all have to go to London in the New Year, but I can't go, I'm not happy." Liv said in a depressed mood.
"Okay, what does it matter if you don't participate? It's a big deal to bring everyone here to celebrate for you. As for the New Year, how about having Manny stay with you?" Angela stepped forward and hugged Liv to comfort her. up.
It took a long time to appease Liv, and Angela's mouth was dry after she came out of the room.
"If it goes on like this, I will go crazy." Angela sighed.
"This is your responsibility, you can't escape." Natalie said gloatingly holding her little daughter, and then walked to her bedroom. Angela threw her fist at her back.
"Or I can try to get pregnant or something..." Such thoughts suddenly popped out of her mind, and then she shivered and threw this inexplicable thought aside.
Back in the living room, I chatted with everyone, and teased the two daughters. Angela, who noticed the time, walked to the kitchen and wanted to ask about the progress, but...
"Annie, you..." Angela, who slammed the door open, swallowed the rest of her words. Annie was leaning back on the counter at this time, her shirt was pulled away, her chest was half exposed, her hair was half exposed It was messy on his face, his right leg was lifted up, his shorts had been pulled down to his knees, and he was looking at Angela with a look of help.
It was Alizee who was pushing Annie, her left hand had already reached into Annie's skirt, and she looked at Angela who broke in with a cold face.
"No one taught you to knock on the door before you come in, Mrs. Mason?!" Alizee said sarcastically.
"Well... I'm sorry, you continue." Angela said and immediately backed out. After thinking about it, she pushed open the door: "By the way, please don't delay for too long, you know... Hey!"
After she closed the door in embarrassment, there was a loud sound of heavy objects hitting.
"It's savage." Angela muttered, and although she wanted to put her ear to the door to eavesdrop, she finally shook her head and left: "I have to tell them, because my housekeeper and agent are The kitchen is doing what it loves, so there is no food and drink available for the time being…”
Of course, she didn't really say it. Anyway, she didn't delay before, and naturally she won't delay now. After making a few phone calls, Angela thought about it and dragged Lindsay to the outer court.
"Honestly tell me what happened between you, Hannah, and Kristen," Angela asked Lindsay.
"It's nothing." Lindsay spread her hands innocently.
"Really?" Angela raised her eyebrows, "It's not a good thing to know that it's not a good thing to have two boats."
"I'm just... Hey! You, a guy with countless boats, have no qualifications to speak of me." Lindsay punched Angela lightly.
"Well..." Angela scratched her blushing face, "Okay, I just want to know what happened. Yesterday on the set, Christine was completely out of shape."
"Speaking of which..." Lindsay sighed, "you know, the three of us have always had a very delicate relationship... I suggested a trip to Montana or Canada a few weeks ago, and they agreed. We traveled from Montana to After a lap, I returned to the United States from Vancouver. There was nothing in the middle, either I shared a room with Hannah, or Hannah and Christine shared a room, or I shared a room with Christine. Although It was only separated by a layer of paper, but no one pierced it, including me. Later, in a small town in Canada, I forgot why, the three of us slept in one room, and then balabalabala you know , and then we will live together completely until we return to China. Afterwards, returning to China is no different than traveling, there are always many other aspects to consider, so... It's been dawdling until now."
"It sounds complicated." Angela frowned.
"It was very simple." Lindsay sighed, and then patted her arm with a smile: "Okay, don't worry, I will solve it myself, don't forget that I have the greatest lace edge in history. be a teacher."
"If you dare to say that word again, I will never spare you!" Angela said through gritted teeth.
"It's terrible, Angela actually threatened me!" Lindsay cooperated in a panic.
After the two laughed like this, Lindsay sighed softly, stared into Angela's eyes for a while and then said, "You know, Angie, the greatest luck and greatest happiness in my life is...meeting you."
As she said, she wrapped around Angela's neck, tiptoed to kiss Angela's lips, and then walked into the living room with a grin. Angela lightly touched the lips that Lindsay had kissed, shook her head with a smile, and walked into the living room.
Although many things went wrong, the party was held on time as always, and the invited guests came quickly, such as Britney and Christina, Nicole and Naomi, Sarah and Mina, Jordana and Sarah, etc. wait wait wait. Even Rachel, who rarely attends such occasions, came over at Angela's strong request, and when she entered the door, Angela gave her a deep kiss. Everyone didn't say anything. Christmas Eve, everyone should be. Happy, isn't it.
postscript
It's been two years, and the book is finally finished. Only I know the ups and downs. Originally, I just wanted to be general and just write some testimonials or something, but after thinking about it, I’d forget it. It’s better to put some things out. Anyway, this author number will not be used again.
When I first wrote this book, I didn't expect that it would be popular on the shelves - of course, personally, I still hoped that it would be on the shelves, but I was told that the subject matter was too niche to be favored by editors. Facts have proved that he was right, because this book was signed when it reached 40W+, and it was released more than half a month after the signing.
At that time, I didn’t think it was okay if I didn’t put it on the shelves. Anyway, I just wrote what I liked, and I wrote 800,000 to 900,000 words and it was done. Many people say that the first two volumes are the best. I admit that, apart from being easy for children to write and easy to write, I was writing unrestrained and devoted myself.
I put myself in the place, trying to figure out the character of the characters while asking myself what I should think and say if I were so-and-so, and even divide myself into two or three characters to interact with each other when I was resting. Dialogue, in order to conceive the scene and the plot, and then express it in words, and even occasionally spit out some inexplicable bird sounds when walking to find the feeling. If I use the terminology of performance, I should be an uncompromising method school.
So at that time, although there were still entanglements in writing, for example, I felt that I didn’t write the scene I wanted and didn’t write the feeling I wanted, but basically I could adjust myself. A lot of people say that this book feels real to read, and that's because I like to work on the details. There are many places, street names, or neighborhood names, etc. that I won't use again even after this content. I will write as much as I can when I find out.
If a friend is careful enough, you can see that all the measurements in this book are in imperial units—feet, inches, gallons, pints, acres, and so on. I think my point, at the starting point, is also the first of its kind.
Originally, this situation can be continued, and even if there is any problem, it can be adjusted slowly. However, a shameless person appeared. I don't want to repeat what happened. Friends of the book should know what happened from the beginning. It is a scar that will never be forgotten in this life, because in a sense, this book means the same to me. Walking on both legs for the first time.
I don't repeat the pain I felt at that time, and I don't want to say that AM is my child, because these things don't mean that you can understand them if you understand them. You won't feel these things if you don't deeply immerse yourself in them. understandable.
To this day, this guy is still preaching "I did that because I don't like harem stallions", and to be honest, if he dared to say this in front of me, I would definitely bend over to find a brick Cover your face. From the moment I joined the group, I knew that this book was going to open a harem. If you don't like it, what are you doing here? Are you selling your ass? !
Of course, he is not in front of me, which is why this kind of person can be so selfish, so unscrupulous, and can say "Seriously, you will lose"! Because in real life, if you dare to be so presumptuous in front of others, you will be beaten so much that you can't take care of yourself, but in the Internet you never have to worry that the screen will stretch out a hand to slap yourself in the face! So you don't need to pay attention to other people's feelings, so you are always right and you always have excuses.
I'm a person who trusts people easily, so when this guy said to me "I'll fix it, I'll make sure you're satisfied", I believed it again, but the result? it goes without saying. Really, I never thought that a person can be so shameless. I once asked a friend who was with me at the time (will mention it later), how did he recommend his first article when he joined the group Wen's, people remember it very clearly: someone in the group is online and asks the other party to read what he wrote.
I don't want to judge this kind of behavior, everyone can understand it for themselves.
I don’t say much about the pain at that time. I already said some at the end of the third volume. If I hadn’t taken antidepressants before and knew that they were highly dependent, I would have taken them on the day they were prescribed. In fact, for a while, I couldn't help but want to spend money to contact a private detective. I know his surname is Ren and I know that he lives in Chaoyang District, Beijing. As soon as there is news, I will bring a knife to Beijing.
It has come to this point.
Of course, I have also been restraining myself. After all, I am still sensible, and my friends in the group have also tried their best to enlighten me and comfort me. This is one of the reasons why I hate "Black Swan" so much. As a person who lives in the shadow of my parents, as a person who suffers from perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder, when I finally restrained myself, an unknown The so-called director and one of my favorite actresses came over and told me: take a knife and stab him and you'll be perfect!
CNM, that's what I wanted to say to these two guys at the time.
Okay, here we go. All in all, it was a particularly tough day, a mental torment that the losers, or bystanders who stood on the riverbank thinking they would never fall into the river, could not understand. In order to keep writing, I had to revise the outline. Yes, the initial outline is different from the current outline. As for the difference and why it should be revised, you may as well think for yourself.
Then, she appeared. She is a person with a wide range of knowledge. She has been with me, comforting and enlightening me. I talk to her privately every day and tell her about it. She also tries her best to do psychological counseling for me. Her words I've always kept it in my mind. I once regarded her as a sister, and people in the group also teased me and said that they regarded her as a spiritual support.
The problem, however, is that she is not a very good comforter, and my injury is too severe. A little bit of trouble will inevitably put the thorns up and reject all opinions, so the final break is inevitable.
That was the second time I was hit hard by writing this book. Although I wasn't as uncomfortable as the first time after reading her comments, it was the first time I had a very strong thought that I didn't want to write any more. I always feel that even my sister doesn't recognize it, so what am I writing? Then felt a betrayal. Of course, I also understand what the problem is, as I wrote in my last letter to her, "No one has the right to ask others to fully tolerate themselves, and no one has the obligation to fully tolerate others." After all, we are only in reality It's just a familiar stranger who you don't even know face to face.
In the end, I survived, because I promised myself that my daughter would finish the book, because there are still so many people supporting me, although according to a senior person, my subscription level is basically close to hitting the street.
Fortunately, the friends in the group have always been comforting and supporting me, and then I met two people who can do psychological counseling, one is a standard lace, and whenever I am irritable, she will always send a message at the first time. "Smoothing the hair", as if to appease the frying cat in her house; while the other is a married wife. Although she always feels arrogant and self-righteous, she still has her own unique opinions on many issues. , and always taught me to have the spirit of "I am the first in the world".
However, although I have been very careful, the sensitivity in my heart will not subside as long as the book is still being written, and this desire to write as perfect as possible has led to several conflicts.
Fortunately, this book is finally finished. After more than two years of hard work, it is finally finished. Although the last few chapters have confirmed the law that the more you want to write, the less you can write. Maybe it will be revised or not. Who knows.
In short, my daughter has walked all the way, she has reached Consummation and will no longer be hurt, and I can feel at ease. Thanks again to those friends who have accompanied me until now, whether it was from the beginning or joining in midway.
Thanks to that sister, although I didn't contact you again after the breakup, I always remember your words and how good you used to be.
Thanks to that lace who still enlightens me and listens to me from time to time.
Thanks to the wife, although it was a very unpleasant day, I still remember the encouragement you gave me.
Thanks to the people in the group who have been with me all the time. I won’t name them here, so as not to be called eccentric because of forgetting.
Thanks to the readers and friends who supported me in various ways. Without you, I could not have finished this book. It can be said that the last 1 million words were written entirely for you to be responsible.
Thanks and bow.
I won't use this author account anymore. It has taken on too much sadness, resentment and various emotions, so let it be silent.
Thanks again.
One last point, maybe someone will call me stupid, maybe someone will laugh at me for nothing, maybe someone will say I'm a loser, but it doesn't matter, I just want to say: I swear here, in the name of my ancestors, I ! Absolutely! Do not! Original! Forgive! he! no way! Never!
Three thousand yours
February 16, 2011 at 16:00