Screenwriter Mystery

On the system, the end of the new script is created.

Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dense script content on [Script Evolution].

After nodding lightly, after confirming that there is nothing missing.

Turn around and look for the evolution [material] that fits the plot.

Because the story frame of this script is relatively simple, the [materials] needed are not as special as the previous script "Sleepless Town".

It hardly took Zhao Yuan too much effort to find a suitable [material].

[Material 1]: Potion bottle——10000 [plot value]

[Material 2]: Books - 15000 [plot value]

"Choose the location of evolution - Los Angeles!"

"Ding! The evolution location is confirmed. The evolution of this script requires a total investment of 30,000 [plot value], whether to evolve it!"

Looking at the 30,000 [plot value] points indicated on the system panel, Zhao Yuan's eyes barely blinked, and he gave the confirmation command.

【Evolution begins】

……

San Marino, following a thought from Zhao Yuan flashed.

A stream of invisible waves spread out from the broken panels of the system.

On the streets of Los Angeles, a boy mustered his courage.

Taking a deep breath, the boy Roger looked at the beautiful young girl beside him and spoke nervously.

"I don't know how to say it, but, Layla, I like you. From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you deeply..."

After revealing his long-hidden confession, Roger breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart suddenly became uneasy.

"So, can you be my girlfriend, Layla?"

Roger looked at the girl with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Roger, you know..."

However, to the boy's expression, Layla's face did not seem to show the joy of being confessed. She glanced at the people around her with some embarrassment, and then looked at Roger's unattractive picture. Li's ordinary face, his eyes wandered and declined: "I just treat you as an ordinary friend, all, sorry."

Rejecting the confession from the boy Roger, the girl Leila turned around and left without any hesitation.

She didn't want to stay here and be embarrassed.

On the other side, Roger, who was rejected for his confession, looked lost, standing in a daze, looking at the back of the girl leaving in a hurry.

Around him, passers-by who witnessed a failed confession scattered and returned to their own lives.

"You look a little sad, child?"

And just when the boy lost his mind and lost his mind.

A man's voice came from behind.

Turning around, he saw a strange man and said to him.

"Perhaps, this place can solve your troubles at the moment."

Reaching out and stuffing a note into Roger's hand.

After the man said all this, before Roger could react, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd on the streets of Los Angeles.

Looking at the man's disappearing figure, the boy looked down at the address written on the note again, with a blank expression.

……

"I'm just crazy."

According to the contents of the note, Roger came to the place on the note suspiciously.

Looking at the address on the door in front of him that was exactly the same as the name on the note, Roger felt incredible about his madness.

He actually came to a place where he didn't know what to do because of a note from a stranger.

"Sober up, Roger."

Shaking his head, a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.

Roger glanced at the door in front of him and turned to leave.

At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, as if to welcome him in.

Looking at the door that opened in front of him, Roger subconsciously stopped.

A hesitant look flashed on his face. In his mind, he recalled the words that the man who gave him the note before, said to him, and finally stepped into the house as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Walking into the house, the first thing that caught the boy Roger's eyes was the bookshelves that stood up all around. There were tens of thousands of books placed on them, and in the center of the bookshelves, there was a professor who wore glasses The old man was sitting on the pile of books formed by thick books, reading the books in his hands attentively.

"Are you here to buy a scavenger?"

Seeing Roger walking in, the man asked casually without raising his head.

"Remove the potion?"

Facing the professor's question, the boy Roger's face suddenly showed a blank expression.

He didn't even know what the 'clearing potion' mentioned by the other party was.

"Is it a new guest?"

Aware of Roger's bewildered expression, the professor gently closed the book in his hand, stretched out his hand to hold the glasses on his face, showed a kind smile and asked the boy expectantly, "So, tell me Let me worry about you, child."

"I fell in love with..."

Looking at the professor's eyes, the boy's heart seemed to have become a little more peaceful, and he revealed his inner troubles without any warning.

"Is it another trouble related to love?"

After listening to Roger's troubles, the professor's face showed an expression of disapproval.

"Wait for me, child."

Putting down the book in his hand~www.novelmt.com~ The professor turned his head to scan the densely packed bookshelves, and quickly locked one of them.

He comforted Roger in front of him. The professor climbed onto the bookshelf, took out one of the books, opened it, took out a small bottle, and threw it to Roger next to the bookshelf.

"Then, child."

He reached out his hand subconsciously and took the bottle thrown by the professor.

The boy looked down at the thumb-sized bottle in his hand and asked blankly.

"This is?"

"This is the potion that can bring you love."

On the bookshelf, the professor climbed down from the top lightly, facing Roger's question with a relaxed attitude.

"As long as you pour it into the water and let the person you admire drink it, the other person will fall in love with you without reservation."

Hearing the professor's answer, Roger looked down at the love potion in his hand again.

It was obviously impossible, but the professor's determined attitude gave the boy great confidence, and made him begin to believe that the medicine in his hand could really bring him the love he longed for.

"How much do I need to pay to get this bottle of love potion."

The potion that can bring wonderful love is definitely not too cheap.

Roger is ready to pay a lot of money, and he may not even be able to afford this expensive potion with his current financial resources.

"1."

However, under Roger's anxious gaze.

The professor just stretched out a finger and gave an unimaginable price.

Seeing Roger's astonished expression in front of him, the professor smiled slightly, shrugged, and said with a nonchalant expression, "After all, love is the cheapest thing."

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