As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

"Hmm..." The silver-haired boy opened his eyes with some difficulty.

Open your eyes, there is a snow-white ceiling.

The boy closed his eyes, opened them after a few seconds, and his blurred vision became much clearer in an instant.

The gray-blue eyes swept around the room without any focus, and Qian Yuche was stunned for a while before realizing what happened before he fell down, and what time it is now.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed little girl rushed over: "Mr. Che——you're finally awake!"

Qian Yuche turned his head, coughed a few times, and wanted to support his body to sit up, but he couldn't use his strength, and fell limp for a moment. Alice on the side quickly and carefully lifted the boy up, letting his back rest on the bed head.

The silver-haired boy looked at Mori Ogai who was standing beside him, who seemed to be doing nothing but was having fun manipulating Alice, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Boss."

Mori Ogai changed into the leader's black suit again at some point, and the inconspicuous wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched a little, and said, "How do you feel, Mr. Advisor."

"Thanks to you, he is not dead yet."

Mori Ogai choked for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly and said, "Oh, that's too much of a joke, Mr. Che."

"...If you hadn't chosen to release Q, this would not have happened today."

Alice also looked at Mori Ogai with condemning eyes: "Rintaro, you idiot!"

Qian Yuche lowered his head, not wanting to see the Jingfen scene.

"With such an unscrupulous boss and teacher, I feel tired every day.jpg"

He is so difficult.

If I had known earlier, he would have switched jobs too...!

"Okay, back to the main story," Mori Ogai restrained his smile, and Alice also calmed down, "Let's talk about the integration of the world."

-

"Academician Zhou," an old man in plain clothes shook hands with Academician Zhou in the TPO computing office, "I'm here for Dr.ASA's business."

"Tell me." Facing the old man, even Academician Zhou did not dare to neglect him easily.

This is the previous Minister of Foreign Affairs of the country... His children have been influenced by him since they were young, and they are also committed to developing in the field of diplomacy. Now, relying on their own strength, they have "inherited their father's career" and become the current diplomat. Minister.

Now it seems that he is in country Y, not in the country, so this old man is here.

Even though he has been abdicated for a long time, the influence of the old man has not diminished.What he represents now is probably also the above meaning.

When they arrived at the secret meeting room, the two parties sat down.

The old man, that is, An Zhong, spoke first, and said solemnly: "The people of the whole country are paying attention to this matter now. The island country also sent a message saying that it will actively cooperate with this side's actions."

A very capable young man who was following Mr. An took a step forward and said, "What is known so far is that fortunately, no one is in danger of dying. But a few days ago, we discovered something ,"

He distributed the things in his hand to everyone present: "Before that, gentlemen, please sign this confidentiality agreement."

The people present were slightly taken aback.

What happened again?Want to sign a confidentiality agreement? ? ?

Although everyone was full of doubts, they all signed the agreement obediently.

After watching everyone sign, the young man put away all the papers and solemnly handed them over to the person behind, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and continued: "Although it sounds unbelievable, but I want to tell you—— "

"Our world, and the world of other planes, have merged."

All the scientists present: ...? ? ?

Gu Nanguan stood up and slapped the table: "There really are other worlds in this world!!!"

No one can describe his mood at the moment.

He read a lot of novels when he was a child, so he has always believed in the multiverse.

Later, I didn't believe in evil, and I wanted to prove that my conjecture was correct, and all my research took this path.

And today! !So many years have passed! !The conjecture he had always believed in was finally confirmed! ! !

Gu Nanguan was crying with joy.

If it weren't for this image and the fact that there are still a lot of people here, he could dance the kelp dance on the spot.

Oh, or some yellow-skinned alien dance.

An Zhong looked at Gu Nanguan amusedly.

What an energetic young scientist.The future of the country needs such a group of people to support it.

Mr. An cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Because of the integration of the world, our world has also evolved."

"Some people began to have something called [abilities] in their bodies."

"There are also some people who have been found to have another power system-according to the information collected so far, it is called mantra."

"There seems to be something wrong with the mantra right now... It seems that a big revolution is going on, so let's put it aside for a while. We are mainly talking about [powers], and how to prevent the majority of people from panicking as soon as possible. Under the circumstances that ordinary people notice, speed up and complete the complete integration of the world."

"So next, the variety show in Yokohama...is calculated to be a very important part."

The old man took a sip of water, moistened his throat, looked at the scientists and some people in the military department sitting below, and said slowly: "—Then the next thing will be explained by this lady."

Projection lights up.

The person above, wearing a delicate dress, gently put down the teacup.The short-haired woman smiled lightly, exuding extravagance and elegance.

"Is it to me?"

The people above are astonishingly——

——The Countess of Country Y, Attendant of the Clock Tower, Countess Agatha.

-

"Wu," the man with the ball head smiled helplessly, "I'm a little anxious to start so early."

The 1.9-meter-tall silver-haired man with black eyepatch shrugged nonchalantly, "No way,"

The tall man naturally uttered a coquettish voice, "Who made Asahi's plan take time to settle... Although direct violent reforms were not impossible ten years ago, Asaha's plan is obviously more thorough, moist without rain It would be great for the entire magic world to infiltrate high-level people silently and allow ordinary people to slowly accept and get used to it."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you just as anxious to do it now?"

Gojo Satoru took off the blindfold, and the dazzling six eyes were exposed like this, looking directly at the blue sky: "But the world has merged, but Asaba is alive, but I can't help it."

Xia Youjie: "...Speak well. This is disgusting."

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened artificially, like a wronged little daughter-in-law (?): "Jie~~How can you say that about others~~~"

Xia Youjie raised his forehead: "Enlightenment," the squinting man's almost invisible eyes flashed a touch of speechlessness, "——has the pressure of these days finally driven you crazy???"

-

"Chebao," Ye Yinghou, who looked rather haggard, walked into the ward, "How is today? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No, mother." The silver-haired boy shook his head obediently.

"Well...then, I made some soup for you," the woman put the thing in her hand on the bedside, "replenish your body, remember to drink it."

"...Okay." Qian Yuche responded with lowered eyes.

Mother... should already know that he is not a clean and good boy.

He is the Hong Kong gangster adviser that everyone fears.

But why...

Fragile confusion flashed in the gray-blue eyes.

Or, be so nice to him?

Is this maternal love...?Although warm, but inexplicably people dare not approach.

The boy still had an obedient look on his face, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

From the boy's point of view, he was talking about some dialogue.

After seeing off Ye Yinghou, the silver-haired boy curled himself up exhaustedly in the ward on the -1st floor, and buried himself under the quilt.

These days, the stolen warmth... Let him crave it for a while longer.

-

A few days later.

Listening to the report from his subordinates, the group of variety shows that had already packed up, looked at the pale, silver-haired boy lying on the sofa in the chief's office, and Mori Ogai smiled lightly.

"Che-jun, I look forward to your performance."

"—Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."