[Rebirth] King of Theater

Chapter 69 Bernie: I Received a Novel from the Devil...

"Good morning, Bernie!"

Mr. Curtis, who was hastily woken up by the servant at home and had no time to change his clothes, greeted him politely and said politely, "If I read the time correctly, it's only now... um, It's only a quarter past five! What a strange thing, you can get up so early? Is there something urgent? Could it be that your magazine is going to close down?"

"Good morning, Tom. You really think too much. Although our magazine office has always been regarded as a small workshop, it has a good reputation in the industry and will never close down easily." Bernie Brown strode into In the living room, while answering, he sat down on the sofa.

Moreover, he didn't know why, but he still looked very cold, reached out and pulled the small blanket next to him, and put it on his body casually, but due to his body shape, it was just a petite blanket used to cover his knees. The method completely wrapped his huge body, and for a while, his appearance was extremely funny.

Mr. Curtis looked at his image speechlessly, and simply turned around and took out a bottle of brandy from the wine cabinet.

He poured a small cup and handed it over, his expression was full of doubts, but because he was a little sleepy, his face was still a bit tired: "Well, anyway, you should have a drink first, I Seriously, the way you are now is as bad as if you were robbed and being pointed at your head by a gangster."

Mr. Bernie Brown wretchedly clutched the rug again.

He curled up on the sofa and replied in a low voice: "Honey, you don't know... the feeling I feel now is worse than being pointed at the head by ten gangsters."

Mr. Curtis poured himself another glass of wine.

Then, he sat down on the other side of the sofa and patiently put on an air of listening.

"That student of yours, the one named Al, he's a devil."

"...Isn't it good to say that? Did he offend you again? Did he not fulfill his promise to send you a novel after returning home? Or did he just send you a wonderful beginning out of spite? If so If not, I really have to teach him a lesson.”

"No, no, he sent me the complete novel."

"Then your description is too much."

"But the lines in that novel have been smeared with poison. Didn't you just ask me why I got up so early?"

"Smear poison? Forgive me for being outdated, what is this new way of submitting articles? Or some new buzzword recently? Oh, you said get up early, yes, I am really curious about you, a slacker who likes to make love with the bed, Why did you wake up so early today?"

"Because I was so poisoned that I couldn't sleep all night."

"Feel sorry?"

"I received a novel from the devil yesterday afternoon..."

"Bo! Ni!"

"I read it very happily, but I didn't expect that after reading it, it was like drinking a large bucket of poison. At first I wanted to write a post-reading review for this novel, but the more I wrote it, the more sad and fearful it became. Then, I tried desperately to get a good night's sleep to relieve my tense nerves, but as soon as I closed my eyes, it was full of weird scenes described in novels, and my head started to hurt again. All night, my friend, all night I didn't sleep well all night. So I thought... there is a wrong and a debt, so I came to you. "

Wait, is there a debtor who has a wronged person?

Once again, a question mark slowly appeared on Mr. Curtis's face involuntarily?

"Your students scare me, shouldn't I look for you?"

Mr. Bernie Brown is very good at fabricating accusations against his friends, and he still speaks with confidence at this time.

Mr. Curtis stared at him for a while, then silently acquiesced.

He put the glass of brandy on the coffee table, then reached out and took the stack of manuscripts brought by Bernie to him, put on a pair of glasses, and said: "Well, since you said so pitifully (Exaggeration), then let me take a good look at the 'crime' I committed, and let's continue the discussion."

Bernie made a 'you go' gesture.

Then, he called the servant quite familiarly, and asked for some snacks with a good appetite, but reminded that no milk was needed, and then, while eating, he quietly observed Mr. Curtis's face when he was reading. Yes, there is quite a bad taste of "I am scared, and I must see you being scared".

Mr. Curtis also didn't mind the friend's behavior of turning himself into a customer.

He opened the manuscript, bowed his head and read it quietly.

["Healed! Healed! Healed again!!!"]

["Vincent, you are amazing! The most powerful!"]

["You are a god! You are a god!"]

[The students cheer enthusiastically, as if paying homage to a holy site. ]

[The sun is still so bright, but Vincent's whole body seems to have been soaked in red paint—so much blood, flowing down from the legs pierced by iron nails, and from the chest cut by glass shards Down, down slowly from the severed arms.Ah, even on the hair...the wet hair is tightly attached to the forehead...]

[Vincent's eyes have no reaction, and his expression also looks weird and dull. ]

Mr. Curtis frowned, but said nothing.

He continued to look down...

At this time, the bad student who was always bullying suddenly appeared again.

He is still the same as before, with a ferocious expression, and he doesn't like anyone. As soon as he appeared, he grabbed a student and started beating him severely. The student was beaten until he hugged his head and begged for mercy...

Then the bad student asks: ["What are you bastards doing together?"]

The students who were cheering just now immediately withdrew their happy expressions in fear, and became obsequious and flattering again.

"We're looking at Vincent's superpowers." They replied honestly, telling the whole thing without reservation.

Unexpectedly, that bad student who is always bullying others, is very hateful, should make readers hate to death, and should be the most abnormal bad student, at this time, he actually showed a look of astonishment, and what was even more unexpected...

["Are you crazy?"]

[XX stared at the group of students contemptuously and disdainfully, and then yelled: "Bah! You idiot! P has a super power, I can see it clearly, but it's just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who will bleed and grin his teeth in pain when injured , useless and useless Vincent just like you!"]

Then, the bad student walked away cursing.

Those students who were always being bullied were all silent and dared not speak out.

What's even stranger next is...

The bad student never bullied the students in the school anymore, it seems that he has lost interest in it.

The students who discovered this change were overjoyed, and every day was as happy as a festival.

Even Vincent secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that whether it was school violence or the nightmarish display of superpowers, it was over.

The campus returned to tranquility.

For several days in a row, there was neither campus violence nor students clamoring to see superpowers.

The smile on Vincent's face gradually returned.

One morning, he ran to buy his favorite milk for breakfast, and happily walked towards school.

However, the students surrounded him excitedly again...

["Vincent, let's look at superpowers."]

["Ah, I haven't watched it for a long time, I miss it so much, haha."]

["It's really a lot of days, why don't you just set a fixed date? Every week, no, once every three days, like a festival."]

["Okay, okay! Great, we also have our own regular holiday."]

["Wow, is it Psychic Day? Cool!"]

["Vincent, are you happy?"]

The student who asked this question ran over excitedly and skillfully, and cut Vincent's stomach with a knife.

Then, he let out a cry of surprise as if he had discovered a treasure...

["Look, it's white this time, not red."]

["What? What, let me see, let me see."]

["Is it a new superpower? Is it a new miracle?"]

[A student quickly squeezed over, stretched out his finger, stained the white spot of blood, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and said disappointedly: "Ah, it's milk!"]

——Ah, it’s milk!

Mr. Curtis's entire face turned pale.

The absurd and frightening plot did not change his color, but something as ordinary as 'milk' suddenly touched his bottom line, and his stomach was full of acid for a while, and he really wanted to rush into the bathroom to vomit.

"How is it?" asked Mr. Bernie Brown gleefully beside him.

"You're right." With a pale face, Mr. Curtis reached for the small glass of brandy on the tea table, took a sip, took a deep breath, and sighed: "What a poison! What a treat!" Poison! Still, I want to finish it."

Bernie nodded and stopped talking.

Mr. Curtis suppressed his discomfort and continued to watch.

Fortunately, the rest of the storyline is less scary.

However, the time jumped to a few years later, and Vincent mysteriously disappeared and never appeared again...

Skip ahead to another year of freshman admissions.

On that day, the school started to welcome the new students lively. The handsome and beautiful seniors happily showed the new students around the campus, and introduced the characteristics of the school by the way: a legendary super power festival!

["Do you know? Starting from Vincent, every year there will be a magical student with superpowers!"]

["He is optimistic and cheerful, and will show everyone his superpowers at a fixed time."]

["That day was a feast! It was a carnival! It was a school tradition! It was extremely festive, extremely joyful, and our unique festival!"]

["Don't be in a hurry, wait patiently, as long as you officially enroll, you will have the opportunity to join us."]

The freshmen are yearning and full of anticipation.

Seeing this, the seniors and sisters were naturally very satisfied, and Qiqi could not help but smile in relief, and started discussing enthusiastically...

["Hearing about this festival, everyone looks very happy."]

["I'm really proud of the school, this is our unique festival."]

["I really want to know, who will be the next superpower?"]

["Yeah yeah, I really want to know, who will be the next Vincent?"]

Mr. Curtis closed the stack of manuscripts.

He let out a long breath from his depressed chest: "You are right, every word is soaked in poison."

The author has something to say:

PS. I have to release the third story of this series, the recent writing is too abnormal!

Al what stimulated you, are you a pervert?Again, I really hate you!

Key points: The stories in this article are purely fictitious, please don’t imitate them randomly, believe in science, superpowers do not exist in the world!If you encounter bad things in reality, please go to the police uncle, don't be afraid of trouble, trust the police!

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