Ember Gun

  Chapter 597 Author

  Lorenzo has some idea of ​​his own life rules. Either he can't be idle, he is slowly fermenting and oxidizing in the office, consuming a long time, or all the things are piled together, and he is tossed to death.

  The horse-drawn carriage swiftly galloped through the streets of Old Dunling. You can see the rapidly changing scenery through the gaps in the windows of the car, and sometimes you can also see the patrolling "riot suppressors".

Compared with other cities, Old Dunling is obviously becoming more and more strange. Advanced technology and various systems put the city under strict protection. Now with the arrival of the Jiuxia people, This weird city is bound to usher in new changes.

  In a slightly narrow space, Lorenzo sat opposite Seleu, with Oscar next to him.

  Seleu was still as simple and indifferent as usual, as if nothing could affect her mood, Oscar looked a few years younger, his face was red, and Lorenzo hadn’t seen this guy so energetic for a long time.

   Carefully recall that the last time Lorenzo saw Oscar was like this, when he was in school. At that time, Lorenzo went to a class. After class, he sometimes sat in a daze by the flowerbed.

  Lorenzo was still a detective at the time, and the so-called nail sword was buried in the grave by him.

  The first communication between Lorenzo and Oscar happened at that time. It was in Lorenzo enjoying the warm daylight. The teacher who had just taught him came over and sat with himself by the flower bed.

   "Young man, I understand very well."

  One mouth, Oscar said something inexplicable.

  Lorenzo looked at the old guy suspiciously, and saw that he grinned and looked at the students passing by in a hurry.

   "It's nice to be young, let alone young people in midsummer."

  The hot summer made white dresses everywhere in the line of sight. They were flowing in front of the two of them, as if they were in the skirt sea, and Oscar was the rotten fish wandering freely in the skirt sea.

  Oscar smiled meanly, but Lorenzo didn't understand what he meant at all.

  Lorenzo was a very leisurely guy at the time. When he was not working, he was a vagrant who needed all kinds of things to pass the time. The reason why he was in a daze in front of the flower bed was just to pick a good place to kill time.

   "So, what's the matter with you? You're in the sea of ​​skirts again? But it's winter now, but no one shows you in a skirt with white legs."

  Thinking of these not too bad memories, Lorenzo teased.

   "No, that's just relaxing... Now there is a big event to be announced."

  Oscar may be too excited, and the words seem a bit at a loss.

   "Huh?" Lorenzo couldn't understand what he was talking about. "Speak more clearly."

   "No, no, no, this kind of major event needs a more serious occasion to announce."

   "Then what did you tell me to get in the car?"

  The two quarreled, and at this moment, Seleu said without emotion.

   "I will succeed Oscar Wilde and become the next country builder."

  The quarrel in the carriage stopped for a moment. Lorenzo and Oscar both looked shocked, but the reasons for the shock of the two were completely different.

   "Are you going to replace this old bastard?"

   "Why should such a major event be announced in the carriage!"

  The arguing sounded again, if it weren’t for the narrow carriage, the two might have started fighting.

  This feels a bit bad, Seleu felt that there was a group of creaking crows screaming in her ears, endless and endless.

  Fortunately, the carriage finally stopped and they arrived at their destination.

   is Stuart’s mansion. Although it hasn’t been here for a long time, it doesn’t seem to have changed much here.

  The old butler had already stood by the door and waited for the return of several people. When the car door opened, Seleu and Oscar walked out, and then a guest who was no longer expected appeared.

  He looked confused, as if he had been dragged from the bed as soon as he woke up. He could see that his collar was still clamped under his clothes, and he was not ready at all.

   "Lorenzo Holmos!"

  The old butler saw this **** face, and the blood pressure came up immediately.

  Seleu just said that she was going to pick up the Oscar in person. No one thought that she would pick up such a thing along the way and come back.

   "Oh oh oh! Long time no see!"

  Lorenzo did not feel the old butler's disgust towards him at all, and waved hello.

   "Why did you bring him too."

  The old butler whispered to Seleu.

  Realizing that he could not stop all of this, the old butler chose not to see and not to be bothered. Therefore, he and Lorenzo had not seen each other for a long time, and finally got together again today.

   "Soon, and there will be some things later, he will be used again, it is better to call him over in advance."

  Seleu probably didn’t notice the emotions of the old housekeeper either. She asked, “Yawei, are you okay?”

  The old butler can only bear the pain and nodded, signalling Seleu not to worry too much, and then invited Lorenzo into the house with a gloomy expression.

  Speaking of, Lorenzo felt a kind of psychedelic feeling all day, first the Kestrel who came to visit, then Seleu, and Oscar.

Seleu arranged Lorenzo and Oscar in the living room, but she didn't know what to do, leaving the two of them with big eyes and small eyes, and there was a brief silence. Both of them seemed to be thinking about whether to continue on the carriage. quarrel.

  After a long while, Lorenzo broke the calm.

   "What do you think, you actually want Seleu to replace you?"

  The duty of building a country is not easy, even said it is dangerous, Lorenzo can’t understand why Oscar wants to do this.

   "It's not my thoughts, but the girl's thoughts. After returning to Old Dunling, she came to me."

  Faced with Lorenzo, Oscar didn’t have to hide anything, and he couldn’t hide anything. Oscar knew Lorenzo’s abilities.

   "She seemed to have made all the plans at the time, and told me about the pros and cons, and let me consider it."

  Only Oscar and Lorenzo were in the empty living room. He was very frank and told these things that shouldn't be told.

  "She first ruined my meal severely, saying that I was an old person who was about to retire. It was useless except for writing some books that no one liked. She felt that I was not worthy of the responsibility of building a country."

  Lorenzo's expression was a little stiff, "I don't think Seleu would say such things."

   "Almost, almost, about that," Oscar added salt and jealous, "Anyway, I should step down, at least find a successor before leaving."

  Oscar seemed to have a deep resentment for Seleu’s words at the time, “She said that a lonely old guy like me, if one day slips in the bathroom and bumps his head on the ground, he will die like this...

   The dignified country builder just died, no matter how you think it is wrong.

  Maybe no one will notice when I die. Anyway, I don’t have any friends. No one will come to visit me. Maybe I won’t realize it until my neighbor smells the smell of my corpse. "

   Oscar complained endlessly.

"Then she recommended herself. Seleu has already understood the secrets of the world, has seen demons, and killed a few with a knife. She is so young, she is also the Duke of the Stuart family, behind her is a huge Interest groups...

  She thinks she can’t be more suitable. "

   "Then you promised her?" Lorenzo asked.

   "How is it possible! She hurt me so badly, could I promise her?"

  Oscar was full of resentment, but Lorenzo felt that what Seleuc said and what Oscar said was definitely not the same thing.

"But where you are staying now is the Stuart's mansion, and the road still said to announce this... you still agreed." The more you listen to Oscar's complaints, the more Lorenzo feels that Oscar is here. It's funny.

   "I guess Seleu offered a condition that you can't refuse." Lorenzo said.

  Oscar thought for a while, the whole person was like a puffed ball, completely collapsed into the chair, sighing, and the sigh was full of resentment for the powerful and such a trace of...envy.

   "No way, she gave too much."

   Oscar said embarrassingly.

   "You really sold the position of country builder!"

  Lorenzo shook, and Oscar couldn’t believe a word.

   "Oscar, you are simply the worst country builder!"

  "What should I do then! I always need a successor. Since the respected Miss Stuart is so enthusiastic, it is not impossible to entrust this important mission to her!"

   Oscar shouted shamelessly.

The two yelled at each other for a while, and then fell into calm again. Lorenzo rubbed his head vigorously. He didn't know for a moment whether he should think about why Seleu did this, or reflect on how the fellow Oscar got mixed up. Of the country.

  He glanced at Oscar, he couldn't figure out how this guy who lived a life of failure got such a duty.

   "So... how did she move you?" Lorenzo asked.

   "The Stuart family will unconditionally support my creation, and the headlines of the "Queen's Daily" will also be used to promote my work."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

   "Oscar, you bastard!"

  Lorenzo couldn't think of it. Seleuc used these conditions to buy Oscar. Knowing that Oscar was like this, Lorenzo should have let him die because of some accident, or live in a nursing home as soon as possible.

  The two yelled at each other for a while, and sat on the chairs exhaustedly. Lorenzo only felt a headache, and the joy of the Holy Silver Mine was mixed by Oscar.

   "Lorenzo, you have to understand that for an author, there is nothing more worthwhile than seeing my story by more people." Oscar was still stubborn.

  Lorenzo didn't bother to reprimand any more, after all, he had no right to interfere with this.

   "But speaking of it, "The Demon Slayer" was forced to end." Oscar said slowly.

   "What's that again?"

  Lorenzo began to feel that Oscar had a feeling of helplessness in him. He hated this feeling.

"I told you before that the novel based on the Demon Hunter, unfortunately, I was targeted by the cleaning agency, and the story was forced to end before it was finished," Oscar said with Yin and Yang, "just bad." In the last volume,'you' is coming to an end."

   "Oh? How will I end."

  Loren didn’t know what Seleu was going to do, and he didn’t know how long he had to wait. He was a little interested when he heard Oscar talk about it.

  Although Oscar's writing is very third-rate, some people still like it, and Lorenzo has seen some before.

   "You are impoverished and died in a dark and damp alley."

   Oscar said bluntly, but looking at Lorenzo’s expression, it seemed that he would be violent and hurt in the next second, he hurriedly shouted.

   "It's not just you!"

"what?"

   Oscar slowly said, "Actually, the endings of my characters are almost the same, they all end in a perfect tragedy."

  Looking at Oscar's intoxicated look, Lorenzo said with a look of disgust.

   "I seem to know why your book is not popular anymore."

   "I know, I know," Oscar continued, "When I was young, I liked tragedy very much. Joy is always the same, but sadness is strange and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

  "I disdain to write good endings that are similar to the mainstream. Only sadness can make people impressed."

   "Yes, your poverty and poverty are quite impressive."

  Lorenzo's words made Oscar's expression awkward, and he didn't know how to continue.

   "I am going to continue my creation after the handover of the builders. I like to first conceive an ending and write. I haven't thought about the ending yet."

   "Write another sad ending, and then be scolded by readers?"

  Lorenzo said poisonously, he has a good mentality.

  Oscar didn't refute loudly this time. He looked straight ahead and said softly.

   "No, this time I want to write a... softer ending."

"how?"

"It's probably a change of mentality. When I was young, I felt tragedy was cool. I felt that the protagonist should die so handsomely. As a result, I was beaten by reality to find teeth. The hoarded books couldn't be sold at all, and I could only use it in winter. Come to burn the fire to keep warm."

  Oscar said and shook his head. It seemed that in his failed life, there were so many bad memories.

   "I now think... the gentle and cliché ending is actually good and cool. Life is already terrible. People should have something beautiful to sustenance and warm their hearts."

  Oscar said, looking at Lorenzo, and asked.

"What do you think?"

   "It wasn't me who wrote the book, what use do I think?" Lorenzo said, "but it sounds good, the reality is terrible, people should have something beautiful to comfort themselves."

  Perhaps feeling Lorenzo’s understanding, Oscar smiled and was immersed in his own ideas.

  Lorenzo also sighed, and to be honest, the scolding with Oscar was quite decompressive.

  In fact, he also wanted to complain about Oscar's extremely irresponsible behavior, but when he saw his slightly stubborn eyes, Lorenzo felt that there was no need to say anything.

  Lorenzo knows many people who are so stubborn. They can be stubborn to death for certain things, just like their ultimate creed.

The creed of the Secret Keeper is to continue civilization, the creed of the Epidemic Doctor is the truth, Frocky’s is a chart, and Oscar’s seems to be his creation.

   Words could not persuade this kind of thing, and Lorenzo gave up wittily.

  He has some expectations, hoping that the Oscar will write what kind of ending.

  After all, Lorenzo is one of the few Oscar readers.

  (End of this chapter)