screenwriter mystery

Chapter 90 Love Potion
On the system, the end of the new script is created.

Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh of relief, looking at the dense script content on [Script Evolution].

Gently nodded, after confirming that there was nothing missing.

Turn around and look for the evolution [material] that fits the plot.

Because the story frame of the script this time is relatively simple, the [material] required for this is not as special as the previous script "Sleepless Town".

It didn't take Zhao Yuan too much effort to find the right [material].

[Material 1]: Potion bottle——10000 [Story value]

[Material 2]: Books——15000 [Story Value]

"Choose the evolution location - Los Angeles!"

"Ding! The evolution location is confirmed. The evolution of this script requires a total of 30000 [plot value] points. Do you want to evolve it!"

Looking at the [-] [Story Value] points displayed on the system panel, Zhao Yuan almost didn't even blink, and gave a confirmation order.

【Evolution begins】

……

San Marino, following Zhao Yuan's thought flashed.

An invisible wave system spread out from the shattered panel.

On the streets of Los Angeles, a boy mustered his courage.

Taking a deep breath, the boy Roger looked at the young and beautiful girl beside him, and opened his mouth nervously.

"I don't know how to say it, but, Leila, I like you. From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you deeply..."

Confiding the confession that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, Roger was relieved, but at the same time his heart suddenly became uneasy.

"So, can you be my girlfriend, Leila?"

Roger looked at the girl with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Roger, you know..."

However, for the boy's gaze, Leila's face did not show the joy of being confessed. She glanced at the surrounding crowd with some embarrassment, and then looked at Roger's unattractive face. Li's ordinary face, with wandering eyes, declined politely: "I just treat you as an ordinary friend, so I'm sorry."

Rejecting the boy Roger's confession, the girl Leila turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

She didn't want to stay here any longer and be embarrassed.

On the other side, Roger, whose confession was rejected, looked devastated, standing there in a daze, watching the back of the girl leaving in a hurry.

Around him, passers-by who witnessed a failed confession dispersed and returned to their own lives.

"You look, you seem sad, child?"

And just when the boy lost his mind and was in a daze.

A man's voice came from behind.

Turning around, he saw a strange man and said to him.

"Perhaps, this place can solve your troubles at the moment."

He reached out and stuffed a note into Roger's hand.

After the man finished speaking, before Roger could react, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd on the streets of Los Angeles.

Seeing the disappearing figure of the man, the boy looked down at the address written on the note again, with a blank expression.

……

"I'm just crazy."

According to the contents of the note, Roger came to the place on the note with suspicion.

Looking at the same address name on the door as on the note, Roger was incredulous about his crazy behavior.

He actually came to a place where he didn't know what to do because of a note from a stranger.

"Wake up Roger."

Shaking his head, a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.

Roger glanced at the door in front of him, turned around and was about to leave.

Just at this time, the closed door suddenly opened, as if welcoming him in.

Looking at the door that opened in front of him, Roger stopped subconsciously.

A look of hesitation flashed across his face, and he recalled in his mind what the man who handed him the note had said to him, and finally stepped into the room as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Walking into the room, the first thing that catches the eyes of the boy Roger is the bookshelves erected all around, with tens of thousands of books placed on them, and in the middle of the bookshelves, a professor-like man wearing glasses The old man was sitting on a pile of thick books, concentrating on reading the books in his hand.

"Are you here to buy the clearing potion?"

Seeing Roger walking in, the man asked casually without looking up.

"Clear potion?"

Facing the professor's question, the boy Roger suddenly showed a blank expression on his face.

He didn't know what the 'clearing potion' mentioned by the other party was.

"So it's a new customer?"

Noticing the bewildered and puzzled expression on Roger's face, the professor gently closed the book in his hand, stretched out his hand to support the glasses on his face, and asked the boy with a kind smile expectantly: "So, tell me Let me know your troubles, child."

"I fell in love with..."

Looking up at the professor's eyes, the boy's heart seemed to have become a little more peaceful, and he confided his inner troubles without any precautions.

"Is it another trouble related to love?"

After listening to Roger's troubles, the professor's face showed a disconcerted expression.

"Wait for me, kid."

Putting down the books in his hand, the professor turned his head and scanned the densely packed bookshelves around him, and quickly locked on one of them.

After comforting Roger in front of him, the professor climbed up the bookshelf, took out one of the books and opened it, took out a small bottle from it, and threw it to Roger beside the bookshelf.

"Go on, kid."

Reaching out subconsciously, he took the bottle thrown by the professor.

The boy looked down at the thumb-sized bottle in his hand and asked with a blank expression.

"This is?"

"This is the potion that will bring you love."

On the bookshelf, the professor climbed down lightly, and faced Roger's question with a relaxed attitude.

"Just pour it into water and let the person you admire drink it, and the other person will fall in love with you without reservation."

Hearing the professor's answer, Roger looked down at the love potion in his hand again.

It was obviously impossible, but the professor's firm attitude gave the boy great confidence, making him believe that the medicine in his hand could really bring him the love he longed for.

"How much do I need to pay to get this bottle of love potion?"

The potion that can bring wonderful love will definitely not be too cheap.

Roger was ready to pay a large amount of money, and he might not even be able to afford this expensive medicine with his current financial resources.

"$1."

However, under Roger's uneasy gaze.

The professor just stretched out a finger and offered an unimaginable price.

Seeing Roger's astonished expression in front of him, the professor smiled slightly, shrugged, and said nonchalantly, "After all, love is the cheapest thing."

(End of this chapter)