"Hey, what's your reaction?" Chris became dissatisfied.
"I'm the protagonist, the protagonist, do you understand?" She hugged Wayne's neck and swayed around.
Wayne couldn't laugh or cry.
"Okay, okay~ I know you are the protagonist. Miss protagonist, please rest quickly. Don't be unable to get up tomorrow."
He felt that Chris was probably really drunk, otherwise why would he have told him about this?
He looked very proud.
However, Chrissy didn't want to listen to his comfort at all.
"The so-called protagonist! He is the chosen one who can get whatever he wants, and can succeed in whatever he does!" She sat on Wayne, raised one arm high, and loudly declared the protagonist. .
But soon, her volume dropped again.
"For example, if I want you to like me, you will definitely like me... this kind of thing."
Wayne was helpless.
"That's not the case." He held her face seriously.
"I love that Chrissy wasn't influenced by any outside force, just my heart."
"It's saying it likes you."
It was obviously a very straightforward and positive answer, but Chrissy refused to believe it.
"Hmph~ Even if it's your heart, you only like me if it's controlled by me!"
She seemed to regard Wayne's rebuttal as a provocation to her protagonist's aura, emphasizing with great annoyance: "No one in this world can escape my clutches! As long as I am willing, everyone must like me!"
Good guy, are you completely letting yourself go on the Mary Sue route? Excuse me, do you still remember your mortal enemy, Miss Songli?
"Okay, okay, that's about it." Wayne patted her butt in a perfunctory manner.
It's a pity that there is no way to record the images these days.
Otherwise, if Chris' current crazy state could be preserved, it would definitely become a dark history for her life.
Wayne found it funny and pity at the same time.
The technology tree that is too backward makes this world less fun.
"Wayne, you are an idiot...wuwuwuwu..." Chrissy suddenly couldn't hold herself any longer and began to murmur.
"I told you so clearly and you still don't understand. Why are you so stupid..."
Wayne:? ? ?
Could it be that she is the type who becomes sentimental when she drinks too much?
"I'm sorry, maybe I'm a little stupid." Not knowing how to calm her down, Wayne simply followed her words.
"But, don't I have Chris next to me? Even if I am stupid, as long as Chris is smart, it will be fine."
He coaxed her to sleep in a very gentle tone, just like coaxing a child.
"I read in the book that if you want to keep your mind sharp, you have to provide sufficient sleep time. So in order to prevent my idiot from becoming even stupider, let's go to bed early."
Under his gentle patting, Chrissy's breathing gradually calmed down.
After a while, the "Chosen One" finally fell asleep.
So Wayne gently pushed her arm away and climbed out of the bed.
Stepping on the soft carpet, he walked to the sliding cabinet at the other end of the room and pushed the door open silently.
Eve showed a look of astonishment.
"!" Realizing that she had been exposed, Eve showed an embarrassed expression, straightened the ends of her hair, and explained in a low voice: "Then what, I, I just don't worry about Chris..."
"This is my room." Wayne said expressionlessly.
The implication was that if she was really worried, she shouldn't throw Chris on her bed.
"Ah~" Eve covered her mouth with one hand to hide it, pretending to be surprised and trying to save the situation: "It is true that this is classmate Wayne's room, so I won't be able to stay for a long time~ I'll see you all tomorrow."
She held on to the cabinet door and got out, staggering because she had been sitting on her knees for too long.
Wayne gave her a hand and then watched her run away in a panic.
Speechless and helpless, Wayne shook his head and even admired her superb mobility.
She was really prepared to stay in the closet all night if she wasn't discovered! Fortunately, I was cautious enough, otherwise I would have been fooled by her this time.
…
As the sun rose as usual the next day, what happened the night before finally dissipated like morning mist.
Chrissy didn't remember what she had done at all, and found that she woke up from Wayne's bed and panicked for a while.
On the other side, Eve said righteously that it was all because of Chris's strong request to sleep with Wayne, so she had to leave her to Wayne's care.
After receiving this explanation, Chris felt very embarrassed, but she did not continue to ask any more questions. She quickly pretended to be calm and ignored the matter, and strictly prohibited the two insiders from disclosing the information to the outside world.
Since most of the people were in low spirits, everyone rested until the afternoon before setting off again and heading back to the capital.
All the way back to the Duke's Palace, as soon as the carriage stopped, Modric eagerly greeted him.
"Miss Chris, Master Wayne, I have something very important to discuss with you," he said.
Wayne and Chris looked at each other, confused and curious, and led Modric into the study.
After the three of them sat down, Chris was the first to ask, "Tell me, what's going on."
"Our newspaper office has received a submission. I don't think I can decide whether to publish it on my own, so I brought it to you both for review." He took out a stack of documents and handed it over.
Wayne moved closer to Chris and browsed with her.
This is a story about an adventure in the middle of the night from the perspective of a certain female client.
The further down you look, the more you feel a sense of déjà vu.
Finally, after paving the way for a series of thrilling atmospheres, the hero who shuttles through the night appears.
[...The handsome man had to wear a monster mask to hide his true appearance because his appearance was too beautiful...]
[...He wanders in the empty streets every night. Once he finds someone in danger, he will bravely step forward and save people from fire and water...]
Wait, does this setting have something to do with me?
Wayne suddenly noticed something, and question marks popped up in his head.
After browsing through it, Chris gave a fair evaluation: "It's a very typical fantasy love story..."
"The hero saves the beauty, then falls in love with the heroine, goes through various difficulties along the way, and finally resolves the misunderstanding and has a happy ending."
She summed up the whole story in one sentence.
"The main line is indeed orthodox, but it does not lose its novelty. Only such works will be welcomed by most people." Modric said.
"So, I want to sign a well-paid contract with the writer who came to submit articles, so that she can contribute to our various columns for a long time."
