I woke up to find my Servant appeared in my room

"Are you satisfied?" Andersen asked.

"How is it possible? Greed is the nature of human beings." Shakespeare spread out his notebook with great interest, grabbed a pen and wrote on it: The protagonist of this story is a brave girl from another world.She used the big sword in her hand to kill the demon king who was trying to destroy the world. Before he died, the demon king cursed the brave man—sooner or later, you will become a delicate little princess who can only wear long skirts and high heels!

"puff."

Halfway through his writing, he laughed out loud: "This stalk seems a bit strange."

Andersen let out a 'bah': "That's not how fairy tales are written, you bastard!" Then he rushed to grab his pen and blacked out the line, "A fairy tale writer like you came undercover to us I've seen too many people who recruit gangsters!"

"..." Shakespeare said in a complicated mood, "Why is your thinking not a fairy tale at all?"

"Because I have changed my career to write novels about the adventures of teenagers." Andersen said. The risk of being snuffed out by the editorial department continues to restart the side story-the publishers and readers these days are devils."

Shakespeare said: "A true warrior must dare to continue to fish under pressure from all directions-but then again, I thought you were going to close your pen at the beginning? After the Master disappeared, Nursery Rhyme No. 160 IV When I tried to get you to change the mermaid ending, didn't you say that you would never write a single word again?"

"Bah!" Andersen had an expression of 'I've been deceived', "Master told me that as long as this novel can last until the end, she will use public funds to replace me with the latest special keyboard - the result is still to this day! I don't even see a single button on the keyboard!"

"Uh, maybe she doesn't remember?"

"So I reminded this irresponsible editor again yesterday, when the extra chapter is over! I need a new laptop! Mouse! External keyboard! Tablet! PS4!"

"...Wait, the last one has nothing to do with the codeword at all!"

"Anyway, this is a story I wrote just for her," Andersen said with a stinky face, "have some respect for the old man. Even if the writer can't work overtime like Zhuge Kongming until midnight, he still hides in the dark computer room every day desperately." Squeeze brain power to provide spiritual food for today's little bastards."

Shakespeare comforted him: "Look at this drama rehearsal, we have come in handy."

"Let's forget about it." Andersen squatted in the corner of the small black room with his accomplices in rebellion, "Isn't it because the Master is against trying to rebel? Are we going to settle accounts after the fall for those who encouraged her to go on stage and praise her C debut?"

"..."

Four dead bodies were discovered at the Art Festival!It was not discovered by the cleaning staff until late at night.》

"The Spectators of the College Students Joint Art Festival were Murdered, and the Relevant Department Has Not Issued a Statement So Far"

A Reenactment of Agatha Christie's Novels?Count down the serial killers that have appeared in New York! "

"Experts say that this vicious incident is very likely to be done by terrorists"

When these reports appeared overwhelmingly in the media, Lixiang and Roman were hiding in the apartment and playing back his videos and photos.

"This expression is too stiff, please delete it."

"The eyes are all squinted."

"Ah, at that time, I might have been in a daze and moved a bit slower, a little uncoordinated, delete it."

"Does this look too fat, or delete it."

Roman looked at her suspiciously: "Do you actually want to throw all the photos into the recycle bin?"

"Hahahahahahahaha what happened!" Lixiang dragged out a solo photo of the Phantom of the Opera with the mouse, "This one looks pretty, keep it."

"..." Roman stuffed all the photos on the desktop into a folder, hesitated and changed the subject, "I think it's been talking about the death of the audience on the day of the art festival, is there a problem? They won't trouble you, will they?"

"I don't think so?" Lixiang poked the screen of his mobile phone, and sure enough, four of the five news feeds were related to the discovery of the dead body at the art festival. Harmful. The sky is falling and there are tall people holding it up, let those big guys worry about how to solve it."

"But the trend on the Internet is not very good." Roman clicked on a typical party headline. "Most people are waiting and watching. There have been speculations that people with special abilities may be committing crimes."

Li Xiang said indifferently: "Aren't they pouring dirty water on mutants and superheroes every day? It's all old history, it doesn't matter anyway, most people don't even know that I brought Hassan here this time." .”

Like Mr. Crossbones.

He has not yet figured out how he was counter-killed.

what happened?Did I really send four killers?My enemy is said to be an ordinary student?Bringing three helpless actors and writers? ? ?

Are the students and literary and art workers proficient in anti-reconnaissance and assassination techniques these days!

He felt the same bewilderment as his subordinates who had been buried in the ground for some time before.

"Mr. Rumlow? Mr. Rumlow? Are you all right?"

"I'm sorry... I was just thinking about the joint art festival for college students. It was a tragic scene."

Ordinary people who only learned about the incident through the news would not know what it was like when the scene was discovered.Not far below the radiant stage, there is a visual blind spot near the vent, and the remaining bloodstains are dotted and soared to the three or four meter high wall.The killer's head was neatly placed in the shadows, with no pain or even a bit of doubt on his expression.People came and went, laughing and laughing, and no one tried to take a look at that corner for the whole afternoon.

"I passed that place four times to go to the bathroom that day—maybe I passed the murderer and the corpse one of them! If I hadn't thought about it and turned my head, would I have been lying side by side with that unlucky dead man?! "A student who watched the performance wrote in a comment on a media website.

("No." Lixiang, who also saw the news, complained, "Unless you can't think of joining Hydra.")

"It's really amazing." A police officer in charge of this incident said, "But we all know that their deaths are more than justified. Nowadays, there are endless Internet hotspots, and it won't be long if we don't care about them. If there is any news about a celebrity getting married or coming out of the closet, ordinary people will be shocked." Will forget about it."

"So you don't need to be held accountable?" Rumlow asked with a smile.Who the hell can come over and tell me in detail how people died!

"Isn't it already found out that the person who was killed was a killer hired by Hydra?" The police officer shrugged, "This is no longer under our control, sir. If you are interested, why don't you ask your colleagues?"

The problem is that the ordinary employees of S.H.I.E.L.D. don't know the truth about the visit of the ancestors of the assassins thousands of years ago.

Tony Stark, who had a wrong intuition, called Lixiang and complained: "You didn't say you brought Hassan Sabah with you!" The reserve has been significantly increased, "The founder of the Assassin faction of the religious sect? The killer leader? Assassin's Creed? Are you a spy sent by Ubisoft!"

"...The last two are wrong, and it's not the founder, just one of the leaders of the past. I didn't hide it on purpose, the main reason is that you didn't ask." Lixiang looked innocent, "No one thought of youth musicals It will mutate into a suspenseful script of cops and robbers in the middle."

Stark: "... Forget about this, let's not take it as an example, good children should learn to notify adults in advance when they encounter danger, okay? Because your beloved Captain America taught us for more than an hour about this-whether he uses his smartphone or not. I understand too well that you will come to harass us if we can’t be contacted. By the way, your Heroic Spirit performed well.”

"???" Li Xiang was confused, "How did you see it? Was it at the scene? Or was someone relaying it?"

"Stupid boy," Iron Man sympathized, "you don't think that no one in the audience would think of recording the whole process, do you? What's more, this kind of large-scale performance program will be officially edited. Congratulations to you, Li Xiang--you You became famous for a short time. Don’t keep staring at the headlines of the social edition, you may still be able to find high-definition stills of you and the Phantom of the Opera in the entertainment newspapers.”

"..."

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the little angel’s science popularization yesterday. The Phantom of the Opera is a musical, not an opera, but the Phantom is a singing opera in a musical _(:з」∠)_ So yesterday the author has something to say, what he said is wrong, please understand .

Thank you Qu Qianlin, Nie Rongjuelian, Xifengjin, Soul_Karna, Chaomuyan, Garcia little angel for mine!

Thank you Rat You Keke, Jing Nightmare, Soul_Karna, Yunshuang, Blue Rose, A Luo, Garcia, Yan Miaomiao for their nutrient solutions~

The next chapter is about to change to a new Heroic Spirit, and I suddenly feel that the progress is quite fast (x)