Genshin Impact wrote a masterpiece, and I was judged by Fu Nina

Chapter 95

When Yun Jin returned to Yunhan Club, Yun Ning, the manager of Yunhan Club, was checking the accounts of the past few days.

As the manager of Yun Han Club, her job is mainly in operation, and Yun Jin is the pillar and head of the club.

However, what has given Yun Ning a headache in the past few days is that Yunhan Club's income has declined slightly recently.

Because Yun Han Club is affiliated with the Heyu Teahouse, Yun Jin will sing on stage from time to time, so he has been shaving the expenses for the teahouse, and in addition to various expenses in the club, there is a slight surplus.

But recently, the dramas sung in the theater club are all old dramas, and there is not much novelty, and the tea doctor who told the story in the teahouse went to talk about what covered the sky, which attracted a lot of popularity.

This also led to a decrease in the number of people who listened to the play, not to mention a loss, but also did not earn much Mora.

Looking at Yun Jin's excited appearance just now, Yun Ning was a little puzzled,

Just going to have a meal with Morning Star, is it necessary to be so excited?

But when I thought of those fans who like Mr. Yun, it seems that after seeing Mr. Yun, he also looks like this, and I think it's understandable.

"Sister Yunning, I have good news for you!"

Before Yun Jin sat down, she spoke excitedly towards Yun Ning.

Good news?

Yun Ning smiled and said:

"Mr. Yun, could it be that you are the same as Hu Tao, what authorization have you obtained?"

"Our Yunhan Club is different, we don't need these messy things. "

Yun Jin waved her hand again and again,

"It's a new play, a new play written by Mr. Morning Star for our Yunhan Club!"

Yun Ning frowned slightly after hearing this, Morning Star wrote a new play for Yunhan Society?

She is also familiar with this Yunhan Club, and she also has a certain judgment on the quality of the script.

Morningstar writes novels, can he write a good playbook?

Although Mr. Morningstar's novel is full of emotions, the play is to be sung, and it is not as direct as the novel.

She looked at Yun Jin who was still excited and asked,

"What play?"

"The Legend of the White Snake"

Yun Jin took out the manuscript written by Luo Chen and handed it to Yun Ning.

Yun Ning took it and looked at it carefully, and soon, she was also impressed by the story, and to her surprise, Morning Star wrote the story according to the template of Liyue Opera.

In other words, you can sing it directly with these manuscripts.

You don't even need to make any changes!

"How's it going?!"

Yun Jin 24 looked at Yun Ning's excited appearance, thinking that she was probably the same in Wanmin Hall.

Yun Ning nodded again and again, and said excitedly:

"Mr. Yun, it's great, this play is great!"

Soon, she thought of a key question,

"How much is such a good script?"

"I gave 50% of the tickets. "

"How much?"

Yun Ning felt that she was too tired and heard it wrong.

Yun Jin was a little weak-hearted, and her voice couldn't help but lower.

"Fifty percent of the price of tickets for our shows. "

The script in his hand suddenly didn't smell good, Yun Ning's heart beat faster, and his blood pressure increased a little.

In the next second, she directly launched towards Yun Jin,

"My Mr. Yun, do you know how much Mora is our most expensive playbook?"

"It only takes 100,000 Mora?!"

"It's good for you to give him fifty percent directly?!"

"Think about it, how much more can we earn?

"Let's all go and work for him. "

Seeing that Yun Ning was about to continue, Yun Jin hurriedly interjected:

"No, Sister Yunning, Mr. Chenxing said that there will be more scripts for us in the future!"

Yun Ning looked at the naïve Mr. Yun in front of her, and couldn't help but pat her head,

"He said you believed it?"

Yun Jin nodded seriously and said:

"I believe in Mr. Morningstar's talent, and he will definitely be able to provide more scripts in the future. "

"You may not believe it, but this "The Legend of the White Snake" was written by Mr. at the dinner table. "

Yun Jin told everything that happened in Wanmintang, and told Yun Ning with great certainty that she believed that Morning Star would definitely write a better script.

Yun Ning was silent for a long time after listening to it, looking at the script in his hand, thinking about the sensational Teyvat novels written by Morning Star, and in the end, he could only nod his head in agreement.

No matter what, Yun Jin is the pillar and leader of Yun Han Society.

What's more, the script in his hand gave Yun Ning confidence, even if he gave fifty percent to Morning Star, Yun Hanshe still had to earn.

If the popularity goes up, don't you have everything?

Northland Bank.

Pantarone looked at the command that had just been passed in his hand, puzzled.

The Empress still wants Liyue to continue the plan, and the Heart of God must be obtained.

And also emphatically added that the contract has been signed, and no one can break it.

Pantaronemo rubbed his chin and looked at this last sentence thoughtfully.

A fire butterfly emerges in the air, glowing a dazzling red light in the night.

"Ma'am, it's better for you to continue this matter, my mission is complete, and I'm leaving Liyue. "

Pantarone placed the command on the table and whispered to the fire butterfly.

"Isn't this so-called Mora Reform Conference going on?"

The fire butterfly turned into a human form in the air, and Rosalyn's figure appeared.

Pantarone bowed slightly,

"If you want to open it, you won't be able to open it until Seven Stars take full control of Liyue, and I'm going back to Solstice. "

"Be prepared, Morax is gone, but Mora is still there. "

"But Mora without Morax, can it still be called Mora?"

Watching Pantarone say something that made people upset to listen to, Rosalyn snorted coldly,

"Morax isn't dead. "

Pantarone, who had been pacing in the room, stopped and looked at Rosalyn unexpectedly,

"What did you say? Morax isn't dead?"

He had seen it with his own eyes, the dragon had killed Morax in the air, and the image and oppression of the scene did not seem fake.

Morax's blood traces are still on the Jade Capital Terrace.

You tell me Morax isn't dead?

Rosalyn looked at the surprised Pantarone and said disdainfully:

"It's an exaggeration to say you're smart. "

"All of this is really just a farce made by Morax. "

"Farce?!"

Pantarone didn't care about Rosaline's taunts.

Except for the supreme empress, in her eyes, everyone else is just waste.

Especially after Mondstadt's plan was successfully completed, the woman became even more arrogant.

For this kind of person, Pantarone has seen many people in the mall, but in the end it is not very good.

Sooner or later, someone will teach her a profound lesson, and hopefully, by that time, she won't regret it.

Rosalyn fell to the ground and sat down on a comfortable sofa, her attitude towards this colleague who could provide Mora for her was still slightly better, and she didn't mind telling the truth,

"Morax is the oldest demon god after all, and time has been wearing down on him. "

"The Empress has made a pact with him, and with the help of our hands, he intends to cut the wear and tear on his body. "

"This time, inviting the Immortal Ritual is one of his plans. "

Pantarone understood what Rosaline meant, he was not stupid, and quickly figured it out,

"That is, fake your death and get out?"

It sounds like that, but it doesn't look like it.

"If you say so, then what should be the explanation for what happened on the Yujing Terrace?"

"At the end, Morax was really hot, and it didn't look like he was performing. "

Pantarone's words silenced Rosaline, and fire butterflies kept appearing on her fingers,

It was a long time before she spoke:

"I don't know who that being is, but I've seen Morax, and he's not really dead. "

Pantarone's eyes flashed,

"You saw Morax?"

Standing up, Rosalyn chuckled:

"That's not your business, since the Empress has a new task for you to complete, then go ahead. "

Seeing that Rosalyn was reluctant to say it, Pantarone was not angry, he helped his eyes and asked: (If you read a violent novel, you will go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"What about Tartaglia? Does he know the truth?"

Rosalyn said disdainfully:

"Just him, a guy with a head full of muscles. "

"He's got more important things to do, and you'll know when the time comes. "

Pantarone frowned, since Rosalind didn't want to say, then he didn't want to ask much.

"By the way, did you see Dotore?"

He suddenly remembered something and asked Rosalyn.

"Dotore, did he get his slice to come to Liyue too?"

"It's one of the slices, I came to the Northland Bank in the afternoon, and then I left. "

"Then I don't know, he's mysterious, you know. "

Rosalyn said unconcernedly.

Pantarone didn't know what was going on, and there was always a sense of foreboding in his heart,

"Did he go to the great writer?"

"Morning Star?"

Rosalyn was a little interested,

"Listening to the gods of you one or two, my fear is broken. "

Pantarone was stunned,

"Aside from Arecino who said about the Morning Star, has anyone delivered the news?"

Rosalyn frowned,

"Are you kidding me? Didn't you and Tartaglia send news of him to Solstice?"

"Me and Tartaglia? Why don't I have any impression at all. "

Pantarone's voice was a little nervous, he searched all his memories, and he didn't pass on the information of this morning star to the memory of Solstice.

"Even Tartaglia never seemed to have been delivered. "

"The only message I've delivered lately is the message from this Immortal Ceremony. "

Seeing that Pantarone still didn't admit it here, Rosalyn snorted coldly,

"Are you taking me for a fool?"

She pulled out a piece of paper, crumpled it and smashed it in Pantarone's face.

Pantarone, not wanting to be angry, spread out the paper ball and looked at it carefully.

"This, this can't be!"

"I don't have any memory at all. "

He summoned the Fatui in charge of the Northland Bank's information transmission, only to find that he had no impression of the information at all.

The only memory he has of Morningstar is that Morningstar came to Northland Bank and bought a house.

And he himself didn't have the slightest memory of the information he sent.

Seeing that Pantarone didn't look like she was lying, Rosalyn sat up straight and smiled with interest:

"This Morning Star looks interesting. "

"It seems like you've all lost a memory of him. "

"No wonder Dortore wanted to meet him, apparently because he coveted the Morning Star's abilities. "

Pantarone didn't laugh, his memories had been tampered with, but he didn't know it, which scared him for the first time.

He took a deep breath and looked at Rosalyn,

"I'll leave tonight, and I'll leave it to you. "

Rosalyn waved her hand disdainfully,

"Let's go, let's go, coward. "

"I'm embarrassed to say I'm an Fatui executive like this. "

Pantarone carefully put away the paper ball in his hand, glanced at Rosaline, and then turned to leave the room.

He planned to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

The Empress asked him to leave Liyue, which he had refused, but now he was eager to leave immediately.

It's no wonder that there has been no news from that Dortore, maybe something has happened.

Fortunately, my relationship with that morning star was okay, and I didn't provoke him, otherwise I would have been the one who suffered.

"It's good that you know. "

Pantarone froze, and Lorchen's voice suddenly appeared in his head.

"Don't be nervous, I just don't want to be so annoying. "

Luo Chen's voice continued to flow through his mind.

He looked around, but there was no one, and then he was sure that Luo Chen was talking in his mind,

Swallowing his saliva, Rao is he was a little nervous,

"You, you're talking to me?!"

"It's just a short exchange, don't be nervous. "

Luo Chen's voice had a magical power that calmed him down directly.

"Tartaglia is a bit annoying, so I'm just going to temporarily block the memories of the two of you. "

"If someone mentions it, it will give me a sense and your memories will be unsealed. "

Listening to this divine power of 140 gods, Pantarone couldn't help but ask in his mind,

"Are you a god?"

"God, I'm just an ordinary author. "

"The author ...."

Pantarone felt that this name was a little familiar, and I don't know if I had heard it somewhere, could it be because Luo Chen wrote the two books of mystery and covering?

That's why you call yourself an author?

"Okay, I just wanted to say that we can be friends, after all, most of my deposits are in your Northland Bank. "

Pantarone suddenly remembered something,

"Dotore went looking for you?"

"Yes, he's very rude, he likes to do shady things, and I don't like his behavior, so I erased the slice for his body. "

Luo Chen's voice was very flat, like pinching a little ant to death, without the slightest ripple.

"That's it, I'm just sealing your memories, don't worry so much. "

The voice faded into his mind, and Pantarone knew that Lorchen had left.

He instantly remembered what had happened that night, and he took Tartaglia to find Luo Chen, and then Tartaglia's memories were entered and tampered with.

And when I invited the immortal ceremony this morning, I was obviously very curious, but I suddenly had no idea at all.

It's still in my mind, but I don't have any memory at all.

It's horrible!

Pantarone wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Since Luo Chen was able to seal his own memories, would he also see his past memories?

I don't know why, he felt that Luo Chen didn't seem to do such a thing.

It's not that you can't, it's disdain.

and this slice of Dotore, which was actually erased by Luo Chen.

With this kind of ability and strength, could he be a demon god?

Pantarone kept his doubts to himself, he just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

It's best not to see this Morning Star again.

Sitting at the table, feeling what Pantarone was thinking, Luo Chen smiled lightly.

This rich man of Solstice can become the executive of the Fatui in the form of a small end, and he is in charge of the financial power of Solstice, and he is not a fool.

He has his own judgment, even if his strength is not strong among the Fatui, but Luo Chen believes that he can live a little longer.

It will be a little longer than that lady.

Picking up the pen, Luo Chen began to write today's unfinished manuscript on paper.

Rotten is rotten, but your daily work is to be completed.

Shatian has already been written, just wait for the rest to be released.

Then there's the new book.

Luo Chen is not going to write the story of the transcendent world this time.

Ordinary people also have the excitement of ordinary people, not to mention, the group of people I am going to write about next is not ordinary.

Those people influenced the world while they lived, and they also influenced future generations for more than a thousand years after they died.

Even Luo Chen can be sure that this group of people will definitely be able to pass it on forever.

Let the people of Teyvat feel the romance of men.

With a smile on the corner of Luo Chen's mouth, he wrote the beginning of the next book,

Speaking of the general trend of the world, it must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time.