I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

"Black Tower?"

Su Chen took a breath of cold air:

He seems to have found the highlight!

It seems that in this world, the appearance of Broken Iron characters follows a certain pattern.

Depending on your experience in the game, there will be more or less corresponding points.

For example, Liuying, Kafka, Yinlang, and Yingxing (Ren), they are together as expected.

This is a very important reference.

anyway.

The landlord is Estelle?

But the name of Black Tower is written on the property certificate. Can I understand it this way?

Eh?

You can place the scene given by the system here!

This area has at least several hundred acres of land, which is enough for him to build a "Black Tower Space Station".

Su Chen snapped his fingers excitedly, "Nice!"

"Uh, Sugo? Can you let me go now?"

"Sorry!" Su Chen let go of Alan's hand.

"Brother Alan, I have an unwelcome request. I would like to meet your lady and Lady Black Tower."

Alan looked at Su Chen carefully and asked, "Why are you looking for them?"

"Aren't you talking about demolishing and rebuilding? I have a perfect suggestion!"

……

-

Meanwhile, inside the coffee shop, March 7 quietly picked up the script and began to read it again.

"I didn't expect that this lady and Dan Heng would have so many roles!"

"Yes, the script design and character setting perfectly match your usual personality. It seems that all you need to do is act in your true colors!"

“Eh?!” Sanyueqi shuddered suddenly and almost dropped the script in his hand, “Sister Kafka, ouch, what are you doing?!

You suddenly spoke, and scared me to death!"

"March is still so cute." Kafka touched March's cheek and said, "I want to ask what kind of person do you think Su Chen is?"

Sanyueqi blinked a few times, "Him? He's quite nice, and he's pretty handsome too!"

"Yes, he's quite handsome." Kafka kept smiling. "Actually, it's really strange when I think about it. Why are the names of the characters in the play exactly the same as our names, word for word?

The most puzzling thing is that the characters in the script are actually no different from how we behave in our daily lives.”

"That's great! Doesn't this save us a lot of effort? We don't have to create a character! Just act like ourselves!"

When Kafka heard March 7's answer, she lowered her head and laughed out loud.

"I get it, March! But where are Wedding Tomato and Silver Wolf?"

"They went with Su Chen to visit the landlord, Estelle. They will probably be back in a while." San Yue Qi paused and continued,

"Sister Kafka, I know you are wary of our future boss.

However, I think he was very attentive and gave me the script as soon as I asked.

We are also actively dealing with our housing issues.

I solved two big problems right after I arrived, so…”

Before San Yueqi finished speaking, the glass door of the coffee shop happened to be pushed open.

Kafka subconsciously protected March 7 behind her.

She looked at the man in front of her, who was wearing round sunglasses.

She knew this man, his name was Scott.

It was he who signed the contract on behalf of Tenghua before.

"I'm so sorry, everyone. Sorry for keeping you waiting! Sorry for keeping you waiting!" Scott sat on the sofa very familiarly, holding a few A4 papers in his hands.

"Is Miss Himeko not here?"

"She is out on business. What brings you to my humble abode, Mr. Scott?"

“Isn’t it Miss Jizi who urges me to write the script every day?

But the company is arranging a new drama these days and is very busy. I really don’t have time.

So, although I am not very talented, after studying for a few years, I have written a script for you.

This is an explanation, please take a look!"

San Yueqi's mouth twitched twice, and he picked up the three-page "script" and read it carefully.

"Story outline: There is a kind of magical block on the blue planet, called Mahjong tiles?

As long as you collect all 13 cards, you can summon the Mahjong God and make any wish come true!

However, once the wish is fulfilled, the mahjong tiles will be scattered all over the universe.

So the protagonists set out on a journey to collect all the mahjong tiles and realize their wishes."

After reading March 7, I flipped through the paper several times.

There were clearly only a little over a hundred words, but the font was deliberately enlarged and filled up three pages!

"Hahaha!" Scott laughed proudly, "How is it? My story is okay, right?"

"Do you really think the audience is stupid? Isn't this Dragon Ball?

Besides, this is just a story outline, can it be considered a script?"

"That's wrong. Didn't I tell you the most important points?

Isn't this enough?

Alas, actors are like this, unlike us screenwriters, who have to consider a lot!"

The next moment, Scott's expression suddenly changed, "The contract clearly stated it.

Tenghua had no clear obligation to provide the script. Now that I'm giving it to you, you're still complaining about my mistakes?

Is there still justice? Is there still injustice?

There are still three days left. If you don't hand in the pilot episode, you will have to pay liquidated damages.

And you will also be under Tenghua's command! By then, maybe I will be your superior!"

"You!" March 7 was about to stand up and teach Scott a lesson, but was stopped by Kafka.

Kafka shook her head helplessly. She had seen stupid people before, but this was the first time she had seen such a stupid thing.

"Mr. Scott, you and I both know that the contract was signed two weeks ago, and there are only three days left.

You suddenly came to my door today, isn't it just to gain a reputation of "I have done my best to fulfill your requests"?

As for the script, we have already figured out a way and the play will be completed on time in three days.

Don't worry, if there is nothing else, you won't have to stay here.

After all, the seats are reserved for guests!"

"Humph! Since you don't like it, I'll keep it for myself..."

-

At this moment, Ji Zi, Su Chen and the other three walked out the door.

"Wait a minute, why is there a man's voice? It sounds so familiar!" Ji Zi stopped just before entering the door.

"Ah?" Su Chen went to the door and listened carefully, "It sounds like a dog barking, a bit like a pig, and vaguely like a human voice.

oh! I see! "

With a "sizzle", Su Chen pushed open the door and saw Scott putting away the "three-page script" that he had racked his brains for.

At the same time, he was still muttering, "This world is really crazy!"

"I was wondering why it sounded so familiar, it turns out it's you, the god-defying one!"