The maids, who were immersed in intoxication, suddenly saw Wayne standing behind them, and their expressions all froze, and then they quickly covered up their panic.
"Master Wayne, do you have any orders?"
They stood in rows very cautiously, with their hands lowered in front of their aprons.
Wayne saw one of them hiding the newspaper behind his back.
"What good thing is it? Let me come to Kangkang too." As he said that, he walked over and spread his hands directly towards them.
The maids looked troubled.
Although this is not actually a big mistake, they all understand through etiquette training that it is absolutely not allowed to use the owner's belongings without permission, even if it is just a cheap newspaper.
If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Ashwell would usually throw away this piece of the family's collection after viewing it, they wouldn't take any chances out of curiosity.
"I've seen it all." Seeing their reluctance, Wayne continued to exert pressure.
Finally, the young maid with small freckles could not withstand Wayne's "coercion" and handed over the newspaper in her hand dejectedly.
Wayne glanced down and put it in his arms.
"It won't happen again."
By the way, he encouraged the already anxious maids to prepare the food. As if nothing had happened, Wayne returned to the room directly carrying the tray.
Sitting on the sofa, Chris kicked her legs back and forth repeatedly, looking very bored.
Seeing Wayne appear, she immediately cheered up.
"Hmph, why have you been gone for so long? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" She crossed her arms and hugged her chest, pretending to be planning to launch an attack to accuse her.
Although the words were complained, they sounded more like coquettishness than blame.
"Miss...doesn't it take time to make the desserts fresh?" Wayne asked in return.
The preparations were all very simple. Wayne could guarantee with his own character that the total time spent was definitely not long.
But Chris was noncommittal.
"Anyway, I feel like I've been waiting for you for a long time, that's a long time."
Wayne couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
His smile actually made Chris feel a little embarrassed, and she shouted loudly: "Hey, what's so funny!"
After finally restraining his true reaction, Wayne sighed: "Idiot couples in love really start to miss each other as soon as they separate..."
It sounded like a bit of an unanswered question, but Chris immediately understood what Wayne was referring to.
"Are you calling me a fool?" She looked unhappy.
Don’t ordinary couples say a bunch of sweet things to each other when they are alone, and then get into a relationship with each other?
How come you and Wayne have always struggled with the word "idiot"? !
"No, no." Although he firmly denied it verbally, there was still a smile on Wayne's lips.
Chris was sulking and sulking, but obviously she couldn't really do anything to him.
With Wayne's careful comfort, Chrissy's mood finally stabilized, and then she finally noticed what was in Wayne's hand.
"This is..." Chris doubtfully
"The newspaper "Kingdu Morning News"." Wayne replied, "We have been paying attention to comic periodicals recently and have been a little slack on the business of the newspaper."
"Has the quality declined?"
"That's not true. It's just... trust is trust, and occasionally you have to understand the actual situation to make a correct judgment."
In fact, he just wanted to make up for it because he didn't have time to read it.
After saying that, he squeezed over and sat on the same side as Chris.
Chrissy, who had something to eat, naturally felt free to do anything and started browsing with him.
"This author's name sounds a bit familiar." Chris mentioned a little doubtfully.
"It seems to be one of the candidates for the training plan mentioned by Modric." Wayne said.
According to the plan agreed by Chris, Modric selected several targets with nurturing value and asked them all to voluntarily sign long-term cooperation treaties.
And this Miss Lina is one of the seed players.
——You can’t get resources if you don’t volunteer. Smart people know what to choose in the end.
These people are like horse bones that cost a lot of money; they are a real flagpole that can be seen and touched by all those who come after us.
A series of personal information about her flashed through his mind. Wayne followed her strokes and learned bit by bit about the world she wrote about.
The official text was much more detailed than what was originally shown to me and Chris.
Wayne was at least 90% sure that this person must be a passer-by who had met him once.
The time, place, characters, and background are all the same.
But the biggest problem is not even these, but her girlish heart that has nowhere to put and shows its presence everywhere.
The male protagonist, nicknamed "Mr. Mask", is originally a cold, lonely and arrogant person, and he has never disdained to join the blind masses.
But all this changed on the night when the hero and heroine first met.
That's right, Miss Lina, the heroine who brought herself into the story throughout the entire story, actually wrote a scene where both parties fell in love at first sight and would not marry anyone except her.
The iceberg hero, who has always shown off his face to others, saved the heroine on that starry night——
[A bright light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he slowly reached out and took off the gorgeous mask he had worn since childhood...]
...Is this writing about Ultraman?
Although I don’t want to admit it, it is inevitable that my face will get bigger as I age.
[The elegant and magnetic mellow voice sounded in her ears: "Beautiful lady, please remember my appearance...and my name."]
"..."
The wording is more exaggerated than before the modification.
Knowing that this was a delusion about him, Wayne's entire body was filled with shame.
The content of the first publication ends here, but Wayne knows that there will be male protagonists waiting for the opportunity to approach the female protagonist, win her heart by solving a series of difficulties for her, and then "accidentally" expose his identity... …
In short, there are all kinds of bloody stories for the whole family, as well as plots that the people like to see.
——To a certain extent, I have to admit that this lady does have some unique talents.
Wayne closed the newspaper in his hand with a click.
Chrissy tugged on his sleeve dissatisfied: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished reading yet!"
"Have you not read the full text that Modric brought over?" Wayne's tone was very calm.
"That can only be regarded as an outline! Many details have not been completed. The only advantage is that you can read it faster."
