The first impression of this drama is that it is very similar to my beloved "London Life". It is also a heroine who talks a lot to the camera. It is also a small shop. Maybe London life is really going to this place. The show is a tribute, but the difference is that this show is trying to make you laugh, and that show is trying to make you cry.
All are used in such a trivial and disapproving manner and manner.
I never thought of giving this show any grand meaning and profound connotation. I don't think the original intention of the creator is this. She just wants those people who live under heavy pressure to take a breath and learn to live Have some fun.
After two seasons in four days, I smiled and told myself I should stop.
Because looking at it, I found that I had become exactly the same person as Miranda.
The only person standing next to a group of young ladies with long hair fluttering and soft voices, short hair flying around when riding a bike, wearing L size is not too big, very typical little camp [mistakenly]
A standard weirdo.
Is Miranda a weirdo? Of course, she will never be able to integrate into the traditional community, falling down every day and playing boring, childish and ridiculous games.
But she doesn't have to clock in on time every day, and she does whatever she wants and says whatever she wants.
However, when I was 80 years old and my brain was pumping to participate in a so-called icebreaker, listening to the template for everyone to introduce themselves:
"Hello everyone, I'm a newcomer to XXX,
Oh come on, does the old man need an introduction?
I'm from the XXX place, so if you want to go, I can take you to play,
Hehe, so when people go on a trip, will they really find you, a person who has only met once?
I can play the violin, but only Doremi, I like sports, like swimming, but I can't breathe..."
NOBODY CARES.
Of course, I don't have the courage to say all of the above mental activities.
So when it was my turn, I could only smile and say the same thing according to the template above.
Therefore, off-screen me is not as good as Miranda, who makes the audience laugh.
Nowadays, more and more post-90s seem to be suffering from social barriers. Many people say that they are socially phobic.
I think the real social fear is not the nervous chattering or rubbing hands when participating in various social activities or simply being in a crowd, but the fact that the surface can be calm, but there is a strong sense of discomfort and suffocation inside. feel.
It's like you're there, but you're not there.
Or you pray that you are not there, and the mind keeps repeating: shoot me.
Why can't they see it's fake? Why can they still act according to the script and act according to the rules without changing their face even when they know this is fake, and I only have a capital cringe in my mind?
After the "Freeze" event, I escaped the dinner party on the grounds that I had "some business", went back to the dormitory, turned on the computer and ate McDonald's takeout while watching Miranda.
I have never felt so comfortable.
I don't like to be the center of attention in the crowd, I don't like to add friends who have nothing but "You have added XXX, now you can start chatting" in the dialog box, just content to play and chat with my stevie.
Every time I see a girl's T-shirt with the words "If you like weird people, I'm actually pretty" in the elevator or on the subway, I can't help but frown, knowing that I'm wearing this dress. Definitely not weird.
Haha, how can a weirdo want others to know that he is a weirdo.
So Miranda in real life will never be as eye-catching, as amazing as Miranda, as well-rounded as Miranda, and never meet Gary.
People who like to watch this type of rambunctious drama mostly have the same character as the character, but don't have the same courage as the character.
They just show what you want to do in an exaggerated way.
But it doesn't matter, when we are alone, we also have our own fruit friends.
Listen, I'm looping Allistrum's March again.
As for the answer to the title, I am afraid the correct answer is: a weirdo like me.
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