"Shua...shua...shua..." The blue water rippled, licking the golden sandy beach on the shore tenderly and lovingly. On the old and regular stone pier, a few scattered ships were gently swinging in the dock, and several were coated in the sun. The seagulls in Phnom Penh hovered leisurely above the ship, occasionally emitting a few pleasant chirps... The early morning in the seaside town of Ankara is still as quiet and beautiful as before. The difference is that the dock tavern, which is usually bustling with people, has become deserted, and no one has been seen coming in or out for a long time. And because of her playful and hot personality, and her body that is even hotter than her personality, Agatha, the waitress who became the dream lover of the young people in the small town, also did not appear in the dock tavern, but appeared at the door of the only post office in Ankara. In front of me, I was frowning as I looked through the old newspapers posted on the door. … It’s been hard to find a job recently... Agatha, who had just lost her job this morning, couldn't help but sigh quietly after flipping through the recruitment pages of many issues of the newspaper but failing to find a job that suited her. After something happened in the tavern yesterday, although I was carried out by Mr. Joseph and was not injured in the conflict, the three drunken sailors beat up Mr. Elijah who spoke uprightly. What was even more unlucky was that when he arrived with the police later, the three sailors actually pried open the cellar of the tavern while no one was around, and destroyed all the inventory inside. money on the counter, and then fled without a trace. When the real owner of the tavern came back and learned that all this happened because of him, he became furious. Not only did he deduct all his salary as compensation, but he also fired himself.
When I escaped from home, I was in a hurry and didn't bring much money with me. Although I had saved some money by working as a bartender in the past few months, I still didn't have much savings and could only barely make ends meet. At the moment, the job page in the newspaper was also full of people. There is no suitable job, what should I do now? "Are you...Miss Agatha?" When Agatha was standing in front of the post office, unable to do anything because she was short of money, a somewhat surprised voice sounded from behind her. Agatha looked back in surprise and found that the visitor was the guest with whom she had a very pleasant chat yesterday and who bravely stood up when the sailors were making trouble. "Mr. Elijah!" Looking at the man in front of her who had gauze wrapped around his head and a big bruise on his forehead, but still handsome and handsome, and thinking of her actions of leaving him to be beaten yesterday, Agatha couldn't help but blush with guilt. Somewhat embarrassedly, he took the initiative to say hello: "Are you...are you okay? I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday. If it weren't for me...you wouldn't..." "It's fine." Although Elijah was a little depressed after receiving a good beating in vain, when he saw the rosy-cheeked beauty in front of him, the complaints in his heart disappeared unknowingly, and he replied with a smile: "What happened yesterday was not your fault. You were just implicated by the drunken man who made trouble. As for the injuries on my body, when I decided to stand up yesterday, I was already prepared for the possibility of being beaten. This is the price a man should pay when he practices his principles. It is also a medal to commemorate my courage. It has nothing to do with a beautiful lady who was just affected for no reason. You do not need to feel guilty about this. " "Mr. Elijah..." Seeing Elijah who was obviously beaten so badly but still trying to comfort herself, Agatha couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She clenched her hands in front of her chest and whispered softly with soft eyes: "Your bravery and gentleness are like the morning sun, illuminating my dark heart, and like the never-ending waves on the ocean, making me..." "I really can't stand it!" When he heard this, Leon, who had been sitting in the post office for a long time, couldn't help but push open the window, stuck his head out, and complained speechlessly: "Can't you just talk properly? You say hello and chant three times, you come and I go, the tune is almost singing. If I don't come out to interrupt, will you have to dance in the middle of the road later? Then all of us passers-by jumped out of the car and stood on the roof of the car to dance with you? " After Leon finished his complaint, the little boy with yellow hair on his shoulders also nodded his head and tried to help out with great momentum:
"Woof woof woof! (That's right)" This man is...Mr. Joseph? Seeing a man and a dog sticking their heads out of the window, the male and female protagonists of "Twelve Days Together" couldn't help but froze in place at the same time. Without it, "Mr. Joseph" at this time seemed a little too normal compared to the attire worn by a mentally disturbed young man yesterday... Under the well-tailored gray wool coat, there is a simple and decent vest and a slim-fitting pleated shirt. In the breast pocket of the shirt, there is a folded handkerchief that is quite straight, and he looks a bit gentlemanly. The only thing that is not very gentlemanly is that one more button on the collar has been undone, revealing the excellent collarbone and fair neck. Above that, there is a clear-cut jaw and slightly upturned lip corners. That tall nose and deep, bright eyes give people the impression of... He's a decent-looking man. No way, neither Leon in real life nor Mr. Joseph in "12 Days Together" are the kind of characters with earth-shattering looks. Even though Leon had dressed up carefully for the present, and even secretly put some eye shadow under his collarbone to highlight the lines of his collarbone, his foundation was still there. Even if he tried his best, he could only be said to be a little handsome, to the extent that people would look at him a few more times when he walked by the roadside, and then there was nothing more. But just as beauties are made by comparison, "Mr. Joseph" at this moment is only slightly handsome, but compared with the crazy golden pheasant with fancy hair yesterday, he is so handsome that he can't be compared with it. With such a contrast, he can already be called a handsome and compelling one. … How is it? Are you scared? Looking at the two people outside the post office who were full of surprise, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and showed a meaningful smile. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, according to the information revealed by [The King of Drama], as long as he can completely disrupt the plot and get a higher evaluation than the original script, then he may become the new controller of the drama world. If you want to do this, you must first see who made the "evaluation". The people who are most likely to give the evaluation are naturally the residents of the small town of Ankara, the 3,000 audiences of the Central Cross Theater. As for what these audiences like to watch... Last night, Leon broke into the Household Registration Administration through the window and looked through the registration form of the town's residents. He found that 70% of them were women. In addition, today's two plays, one is the romantic comedy "Twelve Days Together" and the other is the tragedy of love "Lady Helena", so it is not difficult to guess what these audiences like to watch. And how to make the new "Twelve Days Together" more attractive than the original version when there is only one "controllable" role and the [King of Drama] is interfering... For myself, who has been influenced by various works in another world, maybe this is the easiest!