I! Cleaner!

If Leon could hear the roar of [The King of Drama], he would probably laugh out loud... If I have to say why, it must be because of the dimensionality reduction attack on concepts.

No, the main preferences of various audience groups have long been clearly summarized under the huge amount of data and induction in the "fast food era".

Most men prefer the loser to counterattack and play the pig to eat the tiger. They enjoy the pleasure of getting rid of the constraints of rules and successfully defeating the strong with the weak. The core approach of female frequency is "treating others differently". No matter how I treat others, I am special.

Although this summary is not absolute, most ordinary people do like this.

Therefore, after Leon learned that both shows today were love dramas, and after checking the household registration of the small town and confirming that 70% of the audience were female, there was no suspense in this battle for control of the drama world.

The mature routines from the fast food era, although generally not of high "nutrition" value, are absolutely lethal to those who are exposed to them for the first time. They are used to fill the audience who have not been baptized by industrial saccharin, and they are absolutely accurate.

More importantly, if you want to create a good drama, you need to reserve foreshadowing, plots with twists and turns, character monologues that analyze the inner heart, etc., and after all these are done, they burst out in one go at the final ending, which can bring the audience a hearty experience.

However, when [The King of Drama] controlled the hero and heroine to go to the beach at night, preparing them to encounter clouds and haze and miss the starry sky, and then leave an agreement to see the stars later, at this moment, "Mr. Joseph" has bought a full 250 cars of fireworks, ready to spell Agatha's name in the sky.

As for the foreshadowing of the grass snakes? The promise to come back to see the stars next time?

Stop it, okay?

When Lyon's 500 loyal guards lit up 250 cars of fireworks, and after they exploded in the sky, even the moon was almost invisible, what kind of agreement could there be? Did they promise to come back next time to smell the gunpowder?

The same goes for the costume party, the former residence of the great artist, and the Green Snail Mountain Park.

This side is still lukewarm and ready to get to know each other, while the other side is already holding 99,999 roses in its hands, saying that you are the last and most beautiful rose, and forcing a face-to-face with hundreds of highly paid professional supporting actors.

After this, even if "Mr. Joseph"'s forced face-to-face didn't work in the end, the drama arranged by [The King of Drama] to increase understanding and slowly open up to each other is 100,000 times impossible, and even became a powerful contrast.

On one side, you need to chat to gain favor, make trouble to advance the plot, send small gifts, and have to go around traffic jams when dating; on the other side, you are prepared for everything, always running in front, looking up to set off fireworks, and looking down to collect flowers.

This side is still trying to figure out the situation like lukewarm water, and doesn't even have the courage to say that it likes you; the other side has sweet words in its mouth, the house and car deeds and household registration books in its hands, and has directly imprinted you in its eyes, and even a hundred years later, it is ready to bury you in the same small box... Let me ask you, who would you choose if it were you?

...

"If I were Agatha, I would probably choose Mr. Joseph, right?"

Accompanied by a murmur that made the [King of Drama]'s eyelids twitch, a light pink love bubble quietly emerged from the drama world.

As the more than 3,000 souls that make up the drama began to shift towards the direction of "Mr. Joseph", the [King of Drama]'s control over the drama world has reached a very dangerous critical point.

Leon in the play neither controls these souls nor has the energy to restrain or suppress them. The wills of a large number of audiences begin to slowly revive. Although these wills have not yet recovered their complete self-awareness, they have already communicated some simple ideas in a confused manner.

With the appearance of the first bubble, not long after, some love bubbles with stronger souls also popped out, vying to express their opinions:

"Yes, yes, Mr. Joseph is so affectionate."

"I also choose Mr. Joseph! Although he is not as handsome as Elijah, it really makes people don't know how to refuse."

"It's a pity, it would be better if he could be more handsome."

"Yes, yes."

"Nonsense! Who said Mr. Joseph is not handsome?"

Just as the audience unconsciously communicated about Leon's appearance and expressed their little regrets, an angry red bubble swelled up and burst loudly:

"Do you have any aesthetics? Mr. Joseph has a high-end face!"

And as the big red bubble appeared, more and more bubbles followed.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Joseph is very handsome, not in the facial features, but in a very unique temperament!"

"Yes, yes, especially those eyes, so attractive!"

"Sister, you have good taste! Mr. Joseph knelt on one knee holding a rose. Others saw fireworks, but I only saw your eyes for a moment. It really killed me!"

"In fact, after seeing it more, you can find that Mr. Joseph is not the kind of person who is stunning at first sight, but the more you look at him, the more attractive he is!"

"Right, right!"

With a group of big bubbles taking the lead, the new bubbles that followed also began to gurgle crazily.

"Yes, yes."

"Mr. Joseph is so handsome!"

In the confused expression of [The King of Drama], the scattered "world wills" that were originally in a dormant state began to slowly gather together and gradually reached a consensus that "Mr. Joseph is actually very handsome."

In the drama world, Leon, who was coaxing Agatha to meet his grandmother, also got a slight adjustment in appearance inexplicably with the approval of a group of pink bubbles. His facial features were still the same, and his eyebrows were still the same, but for some reason, the more he looked at them, the more pleasing he was.

His eyes, which were already quite outstanding, seemed to contain a bunch of galaxies, as a certain bubble insisted, "bubble bubble", and there was a strange feeling that just looking at it, I wanted to drown in it directly.

No... Is there such a way in the drama world? ! ! !

Looking at Agatha, who couldn't help but always secretly look at him as Leon's appearance exploded in the drama world, the "Master Wilde" outside the play pulled his hair painfully, and was almost going crazy.

This... this is not a drama! This is not a drama at all! This mess is a blasphemy to great dramas! This... this... how come so many people like to watch this?

Looking at the pink bubbles above the drama world, cheering as the male and female protagonists... as the male supporting role and the female protagonist took the initiative to hug for the first time, and screaming uncontrollably when the female protagonist mistakenly entered the bathroom and saw the wet upper body of "Mr. Joseph", [The King of Drama] felt dizzy.

No... No! Absolutely not! If this continues... I will become... become like him!

Looking at the words appearing on his white suit, looking at the plots that were deleted and modified in large sections under the will of the drama world, [The King of Drama] couldn't help but show a look of horror on his face.

When his arm slowly turned the pages like a book, revealing the script of "Twelve Days Together", the label of "Mr. Joseph" in the role column, [Supporting Male·Clown No. 1], began to blur uncontrollably and turned into [Male Leading Male·No. 1]. The [King of Drama] finally couldn't help it anymore, trembling and grabbing the thin thread that controlled the soul puppet, and began to pull the plot back desperately.

At the moment, it is impossible to kick "Mr. Joseph" out completely, but... but at least the ending must be the same! We must keep as much of the original as possible! At least there must be a wedding! The heroine must also marry Elijah, and he can only be the second male! Otherwise... Otherwise...

...

"You are not suitable!"

Under the confused gaze of the Bubbles, Mr. Joseph's originally kind and gentle grandmother, when she heard that her grandson was going to marry a bar waitress, her face could not help but become gloomy, and she said without giving up:

"Joseph's future wife will either be the daughter of the Grand Duke of Hesse or the princess of the Kingdom of Migrants, or at worst a relative of the Prime Minister of the House of Commons. It is absolutely impossible to marry you!"

"No, I won't marry anyone except her!"

Facing the pressure from his grandmother, Leon, who firmly holds the image of a devoted and domineering president, immediately refused firmly:

"For so many years, I have never known what I really want. It was not until I met Agatha that my boring life finally became glorious! So no matter how you object, I must..."

"Ahem... Ahem..."

"..."

Really? You are also playing this game?

Under Leon's somewhat confused gaze, the old grandmother, who had just had a rosy complexion and was in good health, suddenly turned pale, then took out a snow-white silk handkerchief, covered her mouth and coughed hard.

After a burst of heart-wrenching coughing, the haggard old grandmother put away the bloody silk handkerchief, and did not mention her own situation, but bit her lips and said stubbornly:

"In short... No! Not as long as I am here! In this manor, either I or her, either she or me, you choose between her and me!"

"..."

6, she became seriously ill in one second, right?

Lyon was shocked by the sudden and bloody news, and he couldn't help but say with a dark face:

"Then I'll go! Since this manor..."

"Cough... cough..."

"Since this manor can't accommodate Agatha..."

"Cough... cough!" (loudly)

"If it can't accommodate Agatha, then I'll just..."

"Cough cough cough!" (very loud!)

"I'll go!"

"Cough cough cough cough!!!" (coughing loudly!)

"..."

"No... no need!"

Just as the grandmother was coughing bloody and spitting blood into her handkerchief like she was regurgitating, the man next to her was already crying. Agatha, with a red face, directly pulled off the necklace that Leon gave her, stuffed it into his hand, and then turned her head and hardened her heart:

"Mr. Joseph, I... I have my own pride! If I continue to be with you, I will not only destroy your family, but also become a captive of your love... You... You are very good, but this is not the life I want! Goodbye! No! Never see you again!"

"Wait!"

Lyon turned around and was about to grab her, but under the blessing of [King of Drama], Agatha, who was set to be weak, ran out of the door at a super speed like a 100-meter sprinter.

And a certain grandmother who had coughed up a white handkerchief into a red handkerchief and looked like she might die at any time, even more bizarrely exerted a terrifying power comparable to that of a devil muscle man, and the skinny palm that grabbed him was even tighter than an iron clamp, and he couldn't get away no matter what.

Lion, caught off guard, could only watch Agatha, played by the princess, rush out of the manor with the afterimage left by the high-speed movement, and rush towards the beach in the heavy rain... That is, once you get there, you will encounter mysterious robbers and be tied up and rushed back to the place where you get married!

No... you just gave it to me like this? Can you still use some dramatic logic?

…

"Woo woo woo, it's really miserable!"

As Leon was temporarily offline after being ganked, watching the dramatic world's rapid progress... or a sharp turn, the originally pink bubbles suddenly became gray.

As Leon was put in solitary confinement by his grandmother, Agatha was caught on a rainy day when she went to the beach to watch the stars, and the innocent male second "Elijah" chose to sacrifice his freedom to go home and get married in order to save the goddess in his heart, they all began to sob.

"Wow! Grandma is so mean. People who love each other can't be together!"

"On one side is the lover, and on the other side is the grandmother. Mr. Joseph can't do anything..."

"Yes, yes, but Mr. Elijah is really great."

"Yeah, he loves freedom so much, but he is willing to go back to accept the marriage arranged by his family to save Agatha, and be a prisoner of the bird he hates the most for the rest of his life."

"If you think about it this way, Mr. Elijah seems okay? At least he looks good? He is also gentle?"

This... This is... Is it finally going to be reversed?

Looking at the bubbles that were floating back in the distance, the [King of Drama], who was trembling all over because of his overly rough change of the play, was overjoyed. A flush of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, which was paler than his white suit.

Yes, yes, yes! That's it! You stupid audiences finally figured it out! That damn "Mr. Joseph" is just a clown! Elijah is the only male in this drama...

"Elijah is a mistress!!!"

Accompanied by a roar, the big red bubble that had stood up to support Leon's appearance suddenly bulged out again, roaring with anger:

"Too despicable! He actually took advantage of the situation to destroy the relationship between Mr. Joseph and Agatha!"

And with her lead, a large number of Joseph fans also exploded, and the red and pink bubbles popped one after another.

"Sisters! You have to be firm! Don't forget that Mr. Joseph is the male protagonist!"

"You are so fence-sitters, are you worthy of Mr. Joseph who is still fighting against his grandmother at home?"

"Elijah only lost his freedom in the second half of his life, but Mr. Joseph lost his love!"

"Woo woo woo, I feel sorry for my Mr. Joseph!"

"Get it back! Go and get Agatha back!"

No! No! Here it comes again! Here it comes again!!!

Under the horrified eyes of [The King of Drama], large groups of will bubbles that had just been cast towards him fell back in unison and began to support "Mr. Joseph".

And with the roar of the big red bubble, 75% of the red bubbles started to gurgle in unison, and then raised pairs of rather abstract little fat hands, shaking their heads and tails and cheering:

"Rob the wedding! Rob the wedding! Rob the wedding! Rob the wedding!!"