I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

"I lost."

"Lun" seemed to have a little more understanding in his eyes, but his expression was already convinced and he lowered his head slightly:

"Can you please explain?"

"Actually, there is nothing to explain." Xie Chun spread his hands and said, "You should have discovered that you are a person favored by God, and you show great luck on the outside."

"yes."

Jiang Jinhua tilted her head and didn't understand at all.

Seeing her confused expression, Xie Chun explained in detail:

"In this world, there are people who are blessed with "luck" that goes against the heavens. They are favored by God and will succeed no matter what they do. "

"Even if he doesn't enter the gambling world, go into business or do something else, he can easily achieve financial freedom."

Having said this, he turned his attention to the "luck" on the opposite side.

"And in the last round, you chose to raise your bet and bet everything. Essentially, it means that you also discovered the problem with your own luck, and then bet against the gods who are far above."

"As long as you push yourself to the point where you will die if you lose, then God will definitely not let you die, and will give you an invincible hand, guaranteeing that you will win."

Speaking of this, Xie Chun suddenly laughed: "The same goes for gambling in the years you have been in the industry. As long as you want to win, the cards dealt to you will support you to keep winning."

"So you are the undefeated god in the gambling world. The "luck" that represents luck is worthy of your name. "

Although Xie Chun's words seemed to be nonsense, everyone present saw from the calm expression of "Yun" that these were undoubtedly true, and "Yun"'s next question also confirmed this.

"So, how did you defeat me?"

"Luck" crossed his arms and looked at him calmly. This was the only thing he couldn't figure out.

In twelve years in the gambling industry, he had seen all kinds of people, but none of them were as...weird as the young man in front of him.

This level was beyond his cognition and could only be called weird.

"Of course it's because..." Xie Chun's expression suddenly felt a little emotional:

"My luck is better than yours!"

"What?"

Xie Chun said in a serious tone: "The answer is this. My luck is better than yours, so when both parties risk everything, the gods in the dark will tilt the balance to my side."

Isn't it normal for the protagonist's fortune to be greater than that of a boss who doesn't know which volume of the novel it is from?

Xie Chun stood up and stretched his muscles. After sitting for two hours, the joints of his body made a rattling sound, and he felt relieved instantly.

"As for the bet, Brother Fang, you can decide what to do. Mr. Luck's words..."

Xie Chun thought for a while, it seems that there is no use for such a person. If he is a beautiful girl, he can be kept aside as a maid to look good. What is the use of a man with a popular face?

He waved his hand indifferently: "Leave your contact information. I will contact you if I need you to do something in the future."

Fang Ping, who had been sitting at the table in silence for a long time, suddenly said, "We will meet again."

"You're welcome, see you later."

Xie Chun scanned "Yun"'s WeChat friend code, made a random note, and then took a taxi back to the hotel with a few people.

Speaking of which, he has killed "Luck", the boss of a certain volume in the future. Will there still be monsters to fight when the protagonist Xiao Han goes out to practice?

Forget it, it's not important. Even if "Luck" doesn't appear, someone called "Shi" may appear and get beaten.

He was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone and casually asked Ning Yingluo: "Have you found anything?"

"I don't know. I haven't read the results sent to me by the Kecheng Countermeasures Bureau yet." Ning Yingluo lay lazily on the sofa, looking too lazy to move.

In her opinion, this kind of thing is completely beyond the scope of her work, and whether she can do it or not depends on her mood.

"Sister Yingluo, you don't want me to complain to the deputy director when you return to Lucheng."

"Complain whatever you want, Xiao Lizi can't control me."

"?"

"It's no use looking at me like that." Ning Yingluo said in a serious tone:

"The one thing I pay most attention to every day is how to avoid work with all my strength."

"I have been lazy wholeheartedly for 22 years. I have not angered my boss or been affected by complaints. I have studied the limits of laziness and done things in a way that can be completed smoothly with the minimum."

"This is my way of doing things."

"...Good guy." Xie Chun said in shock: "Even the scab leader will have to give you a kowtow."

He probably understood that verbal threats had little effect on Ning Yingluo. After all, it was the Countermeasures Bureau that needed her, not that she cared about this job.

Then it can only be replaced by Xiaozhi's emotion and reason.

"How about I play games with you for a month?"

"It's not very tempting to me, but it's just okay." Ning Yingluo picked up the phone beside her and flipped through it, quickly giving the result.

"Fang Ping has a clean resume. There has been no major doubts over the years. If we have to say it, he received a lot of capital injections from abroad after taking over the Fang family, which is why the entire family has developed so fast."

Xie Chun opened his mouth and said: "Then he is five hundred thousand. I will call the National Security Bureau to apply for arrest."

"Our Countermeasures Bureau is affiliated with the National Security Bureau." Ning Yingluo glanced at him, "Arrests require evidence. You can pay more attention to him in the future."

"It's so troublesome." Xie Chun wrapped the quilt tightly and asked, "Is there any news about Ren Shu recently?"

"Completely disappeared, completely hidden." Ning Yingluo replied:

"According to Xiao Lizi's guess, they should have given up on the strategy in Lucheng. Currently, Tianjing is preparing to issue documents for regular physical examinations for all citizens, in an effort to stop them in time when they change places and become infected with the virus."

Xie Chun estimated that if this was done, the unlucky ones would be those abroad.

He looked at his schedule. His next schedule was probably to go back to Lucheng to work and fish, and wait for the ruins to be opened in a while.

"Thank you, brother!"

"?"

When Xie Chun was about to drive Ning Yingluo back to rest and sleep, Jiang Jinhua suddenly rushed in holding her computer.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I may not be able to be a cartoonist!" Jiang Jinhua whined.

Xie Chun thought for a moment: "Has someone discovered your notebook drawing?"

"No, my editor said that if the readers' popularity vote next month is not satisfactory, the serialization will be stopped."

"That's not because you didn't draw enough content." Xie Chun curled his lips and said, "If you draw more marginalia in the next issue, it will become popular."

"This is a girl's comic!" Jiang Jinhua corrected.

"Girls also need to read seductive content. Please hurry up and make up for it in the next issue."

"???"

Xie Chun ignored her. The plot of Jiang Jinhua's comics was indeed difficult to explain in one sentence, so it was normal for her not to be popular.

But the advantage of her works lies in the outstanding character drawings. As long as it contains some astringent content, it will be no problem at least to continue serialization in periodicals, not to mention becoming popular.

Xie Chun also understood what the other party meant by coming to him. It was just to let him put pressure on the publishing house so that her shojo manga could survive.

But he can't do this kind of thing. He forces substandard things to be published in periodicals and disgusts the viewers who really like comics.

So let her continue crying.