A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

is it really like this?Even Cloris herself didn't know this.

Girls like to mix truth with lies, but now what she inadvertently said is confusion and contradiction from the bottom of her heart.Maybe she wanted to take advantage of those girls, or maybe she really reaped the joy from their admiration.Weiman's reminder was not unreasonable, and Cloris almost believed it.

but……

The girl looked at the red rose in front of her again, and rolled her eyes in her heart.

Weiman is too weak, even if she doesn't like Veronica, Cloris has to admit that if she really wants to choose a dependent traveler/companion, the succubus is millions of times more reliable than this parallel mage.

Just meddling with the matter of corrupting the monastery can make Weiman die without a place to bury him.

Therefore, Cloris also has a reason to avoid Weiman's love - for the safety of the fool!

Although she looked down on Weiman from the bottom of her heart, it was just a matter of fact. Cloris didn't dislike her, and she was happy to make friends with her, so she said, "I'm glad to have a friend like you."

Can you still get along with your best friend after she tries to get under your quilt?

Cloris feels that this should be discussed on a case-by-case basis.

The girl didn't have much grudges about this, she had a precedent of taming Paya and Vivienne, even if Weiman was really brought into the box for a fish-and-water education, it wouldn't cause any embarrassing waves in her heart.

As for Weiman...

She is already planning how to get Miss Ke to cheat, besides, her view of friendship and love is not normal.

"Then we're going back to the hotel now?" Weiman's throbbing lingering lingering lingering, now her mind is full of Miss Ke.

"Alright." Cloris nodded.

She still has to digest Weiman's sudden kiss on the dance floor today. Since it has already happened, it can't be wasted. Weiman should be well-known in the high society of Gulingting. Cloris plans to spend the night thinking about how to use the red rose. family influence.

Get rid of it?

She, Cloris, is not a resident of Gulingting Court, so it doesn't matter if others treat her as a couple for a while, anyway, the girl doesn't intend to waste her life in the dark deep world, she will go there sooner or later.

"Ahhhhhh——" Suddenly, a sad female voice pierced the night, as if it had been amplified, both Cloris and Weiman raised their heads.

"Don't worry about her, there will always be some bad things in this kind of banquet." Weiman didn't bother to care about what happened to others.

Thinking of Adam Lawrence and the big star Seko at the banquet, Cloris shook her head and walked towards the banquet hall: "Go ahead and join in the fun."

Weiman stood there for a few seconds, and finally, she stomped resentfully in the direction of the voice, and followed the girl's back.

519. Wild Ranger

The banquet at the Campus Palace is not strictly a private banquet, but a celebration of the shooting ceremony of "Wild Ranger" in addition to the function of social enjoyment. In addition to the so-called upper-class people such as noble lords and government officials In addition, there are newspaper reporters, script writers, new and old film stars and other people in the literary and art circles. In addition, there are many people who pay their bodies or money just for the feast of seeing.

Such a grand and dignified event rarely causes scandal on the spot, and even beasts will be dressed in elegant strings, and will last until the end of the banquet.It's a pity that a penetrating howl broke everyone's mood, which didn't annoy the guests, on the contrary, they became more and more interested, and couldn't wait to trace the source of the sound, gaining surprises from the chaos talking material.

"Da da da da da."

Ant swarms of footsteps rushed up the stairs on both sides and went up against the current. Cloris saw the sloppy guards as if they were sleepwalking. Instead of stopping the guests who wanted to find out, they helped to help some fallen ladies. Prevent stepping on.

Not all the guests like to join in the fun. Those who are self-confessed or conservative still stay in the lobby. Lawrison asked, "What happened?"

His companion shrugged: "Who knows."

At this time, a beautiful figure in gold and red hurried past, it was the eye-catching Miss Weiman Lisaraben, and then there was Cloris in a newsboy hat, suspenders, and white shirt. Subjective factors aside, Cloris Si is indeed not as eye-catching as Weiman at the banquet.

"Hi, Miss Lisaraben," Laurisson greeted, and he looked at Cloris who was climbing up the stairs, "Also, Miss Cloris."

However, the girl pretended to be in a noisy environment and ignored them, but Weiman turned her head and stared at them arrogantly: "If you harass Cloris again, I will have your legs removed!"

Weiman's identity may not be able to shake off a big banker like Rodean Campos who is backed by the Raymond Consortium, but it is enough to scare away the son of the senator in front of him.Now and then Laurisson had heard dark rumors of people of the real upper class, who regarded their servants as slaves and all living beings as pariahs, who held high positions of power and decided life and death like cattle.

The two young men shuddered, even though they had never harassed them, they could only swallow their broken teeth under Weiman's fierce gaze.

Weiman rushed up to Cloris, and dozens of guests surrounded the spacious corridor. A disheveled woman was curled up in a corner and shivering under the protection of the guards, putting on a long scarf.Weiman knew the woman, Yossarian.She was a backup dancer for a musical at the age of 16, and at the age of 19, she starred in the first movie of Ranger, which was popular in the sea of ​​floating stars in her life. However, two years ago, she got lucky and won the Best Supporting Actress in "Princess Azieka", Now she is the lead actress in "Wild Ranger".

"My God, my God, my God, what happened to you, my Yucelin?" Rodean Camps walked through the passageway out of the way of the crowd, walked to Yucelin's side, hugged her and comforted her, "Don't Scared, it's all right now."

"What's the matter, Your Excellency the Grand Master?" A white-haired and beautiful goblin suddenly appeared beside Cloris. Walsey changed her clothes and shoes, she took off her tuxedo and trousers, and changed into a light and loose one. The Tyrntan-style robes, the down feathers on the ears drooping wetly, as if they had just been bathed.

"It seems like a big deal." Cloris said nonsense nonsense.

"I bet, master," the planning voice sounded in the girl's mind again, "this leech must have been scared by Rodan Krampus and peed his pants!"

Including kissing Weiman, Cloris has never blocked the contact between the planner and the outside world. If something happens, she needs to get first-hand information from the planner.Of course, in order to avoid violating the law, the girl will sign a slightly more reliable entrustment contract with points as reward.

God knows how many times Vivienne, who was an audience member, scolded the liar and the little bitch behind his back.

However, the little slut's actions and plans can still hold back her words, but for Wolsey, she will not let go of every opportunity to strike!

"Perhaps she has succumbed to Rodean Krampus's power behind her back. Master, this guy has been hiding his traitors all along. You must be careful that she is acting like a fake!"

Planning to severely put eye drops on Cloris.

In terms of backstabbing, planning has an advantage over Wolsey.On the one hand, she has more information than Wolsey, and she is inherently active. On the other hand, she has the right to report directly to Cloris, and lives in a prison with a negative distance from Cloris. Goblins may be afraid of the surveillance of the material world and dare not act, but planners can make small reports through consciousness anytime, anywhere!

Cloris smiled lightly and did not reply to the plan.And Xiu Gou didn't add any backstab chips after the blow, but closed her mouth knowingly. What she wanted was not to separate the little bitch and the vampire at once, but to subtly influence it!

After a while, Seke, who was almost clean, was carried out by a group of guards.

His hair was disheveled, his originally handsome face was covered by blue-purple bruises, his slender and well-proportioned arms were twisted and dislocated in a posture that violated his physiological structure, he struggled to speak, but his leaky teeth could only make a vague whine, the guards The steel prosthetic limb seemed to be unable to control the strength, almost crushing the muscles and bones of Seke's hands and feet.

"Oh my God, what's going on, Seke!" Some guests who still admire the big star covered their mouths and whispered.

The sound of the shutter clicked, and the flashes were shot one after another. No one would miss such a big news.

"What the hell is going on, Yucelyn!" Rodean Campos asked with concern, his solemn face was full of anger, and he slammed the long stick on the marble floor, leaving a spider web of cracks, "Don't be afraid. If you speak up, I will definitely make the decision for you. Even President Tianshu is not qualified to be lawless in Campus Palace!"

"Your lord," Ucelin was terrified by the pestle. She was trembling in shock, and she dared not look at him with her lowered and fearful eyes, let alone the big star Seiko who was humming beside her. "It's Seco Sir, he, he may be drunk, I originally helped him to rest in the lounge, but he suddenly held me down, suddenly..."

Tears dripped down, Yossarian Lihua choked with rain, unable to speak.

"How could this happen!" Rodean Campos stared wide-eyed, he showed a look of gaffe, and looked at Seke in amazement, "How could you do such a thing, Seco! You should be a role model for everyone ,you should--"

He suddenly covered his heart and took a few breaths. He didn't recover until his subordinate stepped forward to hand a few pills into his throat.

Rhodean Camps panted and waved his hands: "You disappoint me, Seko!"

"Impossible, how could Seke be such a person?" At this moment, an elegant gentleman stepped forward and spoke sternly, "Ms. Yossarian, please make it clear that immorality after drinking and Attempted rape is not the same thing at all, how could a hero who saved countless slaves be a lecherous person? If he really indulged in sex, those female slaves would have already been reduced to another purgatory on earth, how could they have escaped?" He Looking at everyone seriously, he said, "I believe Seco is a hero and fighter who rescued slaves and fought for equality. If you don't have direct evidence, I have reason to doubt that this is slander and slander!"

Several young ladies said enthusiastically: "That's right, I believe that Mr. Seke is not that kind of person!"

The situation seemed to be at a stalemate. At the same time, several media professionals with an anti-slavery attitude frowned and said: "The slave trade case is raging, and as the center of this incident, Seke is indeed more likely to be slandered. Ms. Ucelin, is someone threatening you behind your back? I know you are a kind-hearted entertainer who donates money to the poor every year, and you should understand the consequences of Seke being slandered!"

As soon as these words came out, Rodean Campos' eyes were a little chilly, and his eyes swept over his servant, who shook his head in fear, not daring to face his lord.

Uceline raised her face in trepidation, she glanced at the solemn Rodean Camps, and then said in an extremely trembling voice: "Really, is it really an attempt..." The painful sobs almost made all the female guests present Empathize with, "I, I, I..."

She didn't say any more, but it was worth a thousand words.Rodean Camps helped her up, and said to the servant: "Take Ucelin down." He looked at the gentleman seriously, and ignored the media person who raised objections, "Sir, expose a Victims' scars are an unforgivable crime!"

The refined gentleman hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, but, Your Excellency, I'm just talking about the facts. Everyone needs a proof, don't they?"

"evidence……"

"Ah, let me go, I have received an invitation letter, I am not a thief!"

At this moment, a sneaky guy with a wide-brimmed hat and a gray overcoat with a portable camera was dragged over by the guards, and the lead guard said, "Lord, we caught a thief who forged the invitation. "

"Just drag this kind of garbage out and let the police deal with it." Rodean Campos waved his hand indifferently.

"I'm not a thief!" shouted the sneaky guy, "My lord, I'm Frank Hughes, a reporter from Pink Cuckoo magazine, please listen to me, I have something important to say!"

Rodan Campos winked before the guard released him.

"Ahem," the reporter got up from the ground, combed his hair in a similar manner, and straightened his collar. He coughed twice, glanced at Seke on the ground, and said, "My lord, I may have inadvertently I caught evidence of the crime of the hypocrite Se Ke!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Rodean Camps looked deeply: "You say."

At this time, the reporter will tell his story.

Pink Dujuan is a third-rate magazine in Gulingting. Its publications are usually famous for being unrestrained, bold and full of temptation. At the same time, it also has several influential newspapers in a small area. The content of the reports is usually mainly about scandals in the entertainment industry. A romantic novel with bloody blood.

In short, Hughes is not so much a reporter as he is a paparazzi for the stars.This is a technical job. Hughes is not only strong and flexible, but also an apprentice mage. He is proficient in skills such as jumping over walls to unlock, hidden detection, and seventeen basic instant magic.

Due to the start of filming of "Wild Ranger", Seke and Ucelin have been having an affair. He has been with the two for nearly two weeks. But I didn't want it to be an extremely unbearable scene.

"And what about the photos you secretly took?"

"It's all in the camera, I'll go to the traffic police station as soon as the photos are developed!"

Instant photo paper was expensive, and not all journalists had Adam Lawrence's working conditions.

The refined gentleman said seriously: "What if you make a fake?"

"How is it possible!" Hughes said with a stiff neck, "You can't wrong my professional ethics. My camera is produced by Bella Alchemy Company. It has strict anti-counterfeiting technology. If there are traces of fraud in the photos, let an expert check it. Just know!"

Rodean Campos asked his servants to take the camera away, and he said, "Even so, it is still illegal for you to break into the Campos Palace privately, and I will hand you over to the police for serious handling!"

"No, my lord, my invitation letter is genuine, my lord!!"

After Hughes was dragged away by the guards, Rodean Camps set his sights on the dying Seke, and said sadly: "There are all witnesses and evidence, Seke, I really didn't expect you to be such a person!"

This time even the female guest who helped Sek to support the scene was silent.

What could be more convincing than hard evidence?

Seke opened his blurred and bloodshot eyes, and looked around in despair, when he suddenly saw two familiar faces.One is Adam Lawrence, who has worked closely with her for several months, and the other is Cloris, a friend of Miss Elf who helped the slaves fight against injustice.

That is a beautiful girl who will never be forgotten at a glance.

But he still cast his eyes for help to his partner who was born and died together, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and said with a sob in his mouth: "Adam—"

Rhodean Camps looked at Adam Lawrence: "Your Excellency Lawrence, you are a well-known messenger of justice recently, are you also on the same level as this kind of bastard!"

Adam Lawrence frowned, pressed the shutter with his sweaty palm, and shook his head with a smile: "What the slaves need is a real hero, not a hypocrite with a human face and heart, Seko, you are too disappointing, I will report this matter truthfully!"

In the completely dim sight of Seko, who was on the verge of fainting, he could only hear the endless swearing and the click of the shutter. He stretched out his hand, hoping to hold the hand of his partner like the time when Titan was rescued, but unfortunately Nothing but air.

"Bah! Disgusting!" Weiman couldn't help spitting, "What wilderness ranger, Cloris, let's go, I want to vomit just looking at this beast!"

Cloris stared at the door. If she could go in, she might be able to collect the psychic matter of retrospective memory in time, but a gloomy servant who looked like an extraordinary person had already walked in.

At this time, the girl noticed that Adam Lawrence, who had finished taking the photo, had slipped out of the scene while everyone was cursing her. Prompted by curiosity, she pulled Weiman aside and said, "Weiman, you can go back to the hotel alone. Well, I still have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Weiman became interested, "I can help!"

"Help, or get in the way?" Cloris' voice suddenly became cold, and she scolded, "Be obedient!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Weiman looked at her aggrievedly.

"Oh……"

small theater

Some readers said that I have been pretending to be autistic. I just think that arguing and explaining will only make people more exhausted. Being miserable makes people hypocritical, and I have been hypocritical countless times. Grades improved.

One mistake that must be admitted is that my ability is indeed insufficient, I have taken too many wrong and detours, I lack insight into readers' needs and the market, and I have basically zero creation of cool points.

I basically don’t rely on follow-up reading of this book now. Recommendations and new readers with a slightly larger exposure account for at least half of the income. In May, there was a peak period of about 3000 follow-up readings. However, in July, the number of follow-up readings was almost halved. Even if it continues to plummet now, it is nothing more than the difference between the 2000 manuscript fee and the [-] manuscript fee.

Now do I need to care about the ups and downs of the few subscriptions?

If necessary, the old author’s general suggestion is that all negative comments that affect revenue can be deleted directly. Even if it is reasonable, it will only dissuade you from potential traffic, stealing people’s money, and so on. Accurate control of comments without arguing is mature way of doing.But in fact, starting from Veronica, who is the most controversial, I let the book review to evaluate, even if there are many persuasion and support, I still respect readers' comments as much as possible.

It's normal for the author to cut more books, the traffic drops, and the readers wait and see, and I understand it.Readers’ money does not come from strong winds. There are enough works on the market to choose from, and there is no need to stare at a work that lacks value.

But I'm not a blindfolded donkey either. Some readers always say that a million people must be gods, and persistence is victory. However, the donkey has been pulling the mill for 1 years and it is still spinning in circles.My bigger mistake was to make the script of this book too long. If it ends in a million or so words, it would be a good ending.The problem now is that I can only write novels as a transitional income for the time being due to the persistent efforts of the editor. However, I can’t think of anything else but love after I continue to work on a half-dead book for two or three years.

Of course, this book is profitable. If it is my previous two books, the results may not be more than 30 words, and it will be profitable.

Some readers also said that there is achievement after all, don’t be arrogant, other people’s grades are worse than yours, and you still write millions of words.This is certainly reasonable. I can’t compare the enthusiasm and worry-freeness of those readers, but I never expect a big fire and earn a few small goals. I only hope that after paying social security, I can have a local median level. This is about survival and life. outside views.

The author is neither a donkey nor a machine. It is my incompetence to stop for a month, but no one wants to spend two or three years blindfolded when they don’t get commensurate feedback. The length of the script of this book currently makes me conflicted And suffering.

Some readers said that I didn't have any response, but in Chapter 496 I hypocritically mentioned the problem of grades, and also said that the update may be reduced depending on the situation, but this will only make others feel that I am artificial, so it is better to update quickly if I have the time.My ability is limited, and I don't have the hand speed and brainpower of a great master to conceive tens of thousands of words a day.

No matter whether the readers keep them or chase them, so far there will not be much fluctuation in the income of this book. I understand the readers' choice. I firmly believe that subscription is the feedback of the value and quality of a work, even if it is a niche one. Excellent works will also have commensurate benefits.No matter which point is what I lack, it is more important to sum up the lessons and sum up the points. The question is whether I use more than 100 million words for trial and error, or repeat millions of words?

As for reputation, good works will be subscribed by readers at any time, no matter whether the vest is changed or not, and the eunuch is caught unfinished, this is a talent that I can't compare with, and I am very envious of.

So I can only say that I promise to finish this book within ten years. I will write it when I am in a good mood, and rest when I am in a bad mood. , why do you have to give an explanation?I have now saved tens of thousands of words on other subjects, and people cannot hang themselves on a tree.

Of course, I respect readers' comments, but I also hope that there will be less drama in the comment area.You have paid and subscribed to hundreds of chapters, I will not give you a thumbs-up, as for those who have no fan value or small white label and keep pushing for updates, I will get bored, whether the reputation is good or not, I have been deeply impressed during this time Realize that the most important thing for an author is his creative ability. Well-written works will always be read by people, and inferior works are only worthy of being swept into the garbage dump.