Immersive Script Experience Master

"The Future Agency is an institution that was born from the most desperate and darkest age of mankind to bring hope to mankind."

Naruichi Kamiya found the familiarity of discussing manga with friends.

"To be able to establish an organization in a desperate environment, the members of the future organization must have talents that ordinary people cannot match. They should be the most outstanding group of people in the world. They should be...geniuses."

"Genius", the member of the R&D department was in a trance.

That's right, that's how it should be, they need geniuses.

In order to achieve the goal, everyone in the future organization is studying hard.

Even middle-aged people in their forties are now working hard to get admitted to top universities, and some have even become the favorite students of well-known professors, showing their prominence in the academic field.

The more they learn, the closer they get to that goal.

However, there is still some insurmountable gap between them and the so-called geniuses.

People have limits.

"If you want to get the best group of people, it's better to train yourself than to poach others."

The doctor tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.

"Therefore, it is understandable that behind the future agency with countless talents, there is a school that recruits talents from all over the world, cultivates and develops them."

"School?"

"School is the best bond. Establishing an unbreakable bond between lonely geniuses will become the most perfect string to control them. The other end of the string will always be in the hands of the principal."

At present, the biggest problem of the Future Agency is the lack of manpower, that is, the reserve force cannot keep up.It is indeed a good choice to establish a school to secretly absorb talents. The children trained by the future agency will definitely not have problems, but...

Not to mention geniuses, opening a school casually, and being able to recruit students is not bad. The reputation of a school not only requires the strength of its teachers, but also requires excellent graduates to support its reputation.

All in all, people are needed.

When they cultivate this group of people, human beings may have been swallowed by the curse long ago, and they can't afford to wait.

"Schools with little reputation may not be able to attract talented schools." Members of the research and development department reminded tactfully.

"You can create momentum," the doctor said easily, "promote the long history of the school, one or two don't believe it, and if you say too much, someone will believe it. Find a few people to act as outstanding students, great teachers, and reveal a little bit more than ordinary people Indirectly input information into their brains, the more times, the average person will give a 'reasonable' inference, which is the result you want."

The member of the R&D department began to understand something, his brain seemed to be opened up suddenly, and inspiration came out continuously.

The uncontrollable excitement made his brain start to heat up.

Doctor, doctor, doctor...

"For example...the school behind the Future Agency, Hope's Peak Academy, students with extraordinary talents will be named 'super high school level', super high school level cooks or something." The doctor smiled. , he always has a unique sense of humor in strange places.

"There is a student who is set as an ordinary student yearning for talents. He participated in the transformation experiment of the academy, and through special technology, he has become an all-knowing and omnipotent person with all the talents in the world. However, he has become alienated from the world because of this. Feeling, lacking the emotions that ordinary people should have.”

The doctor covered his mouth with his fist, and the laughter continued to flow from between his fingers: "Does it sound like there really is such a school when I say this?"

The R&D member opened his mouth and looked at him hesitantly.

"You can certainly do something to convince the world that this is true."

The school of the Future Agency is called Hope's Peak, which is really appropriate.

However, the members of the R&D department felt that they seemed to have found a trace of truth in the doctor's joking tone.

What the doctor said...it's hard to believe it was made up.

"The doctor has seen this school before?" After hesitating for a long time, he still tentatively asked.

I've seen it, I've seen it in comics.

Kamiya Mingichi himself hesitated.

If even the return of curses can become a reality, and he has seen Nakahara Chuya alive in the script, there is no guarantee that Hope Peak will not also become a reality.

It was awful to think about it, and he rejected the possibility.

"never seen it."

"Yes, yes." After a suspicious silence, the members of the R&D department cheered up and said, "Does the doctor know any other information about Hope Peak? Are there any other students in this school?"

In the ears of Kamiya Naruichi, it was the guest who wanted to hear the complete story of this manga.

"I'd be happy to tell you everything I know."

The members of the R&D department silently took out a pen and paper.

Waiting for Shen Guming to send the guests away with a dry mouthful, his face was full of refreshment.

There is no such thing as Peak of Hope in this world, and there is no one to discuss it.Fortunately, he always forgets the content of the manga, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable.

He lay on the bed with a contented face, but it was destined to be a sleepless night in the agency in the future.

The member who went to search for ideas shared what he had learned tonight with everyone.It's all right now, no more sleep.

"Experiment", he caught the key word from the doctor's words.

There is a student who has become a full-time and all-powerful human god after an experiment, although he doubts that this person is the doctor himself.

Looking at the humanoid curse spirit born in the laboratory, the researchers of the R&D department slowly looked straight.

Perhaps, they can try to transform these spell spirits, not only to fill the future organs as members, but also to prepare corresponding "resources" for the establishment of the school.

They might be a perfect replica of... the real Hope's Peak.

Mingichi Kamiya's new script was appreciated by Master Todo.

"A desperate and beautiful world." Master Dongtang commented.

"That......"

Dongtang Hai paused for a moment, and finally realized that his disciple didn't care about any compliments at all, so he said helplessly: "I can guarantee it if it can be sold."

Shen Guming breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

He cared more about money than frivolous things, and he didn't hide this from Dong Tanghai at all.

"Because the tariff is about to be paid recently, it is another huge expense." Kamiya Mingichi said in a dilemma.

Dongtanghai has nothing to do with him on this point, why is it that becoming a screenwriter is not a student's wish at all?

Dongtanghai has passed the age when he hoped that the whole world would generate electricity for love. Compared with the gaudy things in his mouth, at least the young disciple persisted long enough.

If you've devoted your entire life to an industry, does it really matter if you love it?

Dong Tanghai shook his head, "Don't worry, the two investors were very satisfied with "Blood Race" last time, over there...cough, you know, they are still waiting for you. If you decide to invest in your next script before you hand in the draft, the other party is rich and powerful, so you don’t have to worry about not being able to sell it, and Mr. Gojo also said that he will continue to invest.”

"Haven't you read the script over there?"

"I don't know if that guy saw it or not, but when he sent it over later, the other party added money again." Speaking of this, Dong Tanghai also felt a little complicated.

This guy Ming Yi is too lucky. He met a rich and powerful financial backer when he first entered the industry, and the other party appreciated him so much that he almost accepted him as his younger brother. This kind of luck is destined to eat this bowl of rice.

In fact, Kamiya Mingichi has never figured out who the "youknowwho" in Master Dongtang's mouth is, because everyone has an expression of understanding as soon as they mention it, so he can't ask anymore.

Satisfied enough to add money... The boss seems to be easy to cheat.

......

Zhongyuan Zhong also had phantom pain recently, and suddenly felt like he was stabbed right when he was walking on the road.

I always feel that he is full of holes, hissing in the cold wind.

Is it because of that nightmare?

He no longer remembered the content of the nightmare, but he vaguely knew that he was killed in the dream.

If he pursues this memory seriously, the touch left in his brain will disappear faster, and he can only keep this feeling for a longer period of time by pretending that he has not noticed this little abnormality.

When his subordinates sent the script, Zhong Yuanzhong also took it and saw the signature on the cover.

Naruichi Kamiya... Naruichi...

Something flashed through his mind, but before he knew it, another force erased it even faster.

It is a power independent of anything that exists in the world.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the name on the script, and couldn't find the emotion that was surging just now.

There was no expression on his face, but his hands were slowly tightening.

On the way home, Shengu Mingyi was robbed by Gojo Wu.

"I need your help with something."

He took Mingyi Shengu to the square in the city center, there was no one around, it seemed that the place was cleared in advance.

"What should I do?"

"stand right here."

What he said was so straightforward that Shen Guming couldn't hear any problem for a while.

"that's it?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger, leaned closer, and opened and closed his beautiful lips slightly: "That's right."

Then he really left.

Kamiya Naruichi felt as if he was playing the tree behind the protagonist in a stage play at the campus festival.

In his invisible field of vision, the whole red sky seemed to be on fire.

The boy in a stylish western-style uniform caught the raindrops.

"It's raining. It's raining again when I got lost," the boy sighed, "I'm so unlucky."

"I hope Mr. Principal will not be angry with me for this."