A new day is coming.

The cold wind in winter has never passed. The weather is a bit gray, making people feel a little sad.

The new script was finally distributed to every actor. Everyone reads the script quickly and communicates their respective roles. Finally, they also roughly understand the general progress of the next scene. The specific shooting time is in the afternoon.

After filming this scene, the first longer script blank period will enter. After all, it is impossible for half a year, and the entire semester to be shot in the movie.

The actors are all ready to go all out.

At the same time... at a intersection of Guangyue High School, there was a boy in a cake shop.

Class was still a while away. He got up early, so he came to this cake shop.

This person is Xu Junxiang, the "evil eye".

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door behind him being pushed open.

"Is this OK? Maybe the exorcist will monitor the neighborhood."

"It's okay." The person behind him passed on his own information: "But the name of 'Evil Eye' is indeed well-known. Even if he is facing away from me, you know who it is."

Xu Junxiang slowly turned his head.

The person coming is... Mulan!

Nowadays, the variety of cakes is relatively simple and there is no coffee, so in the end, Xu Junxiang bought some cakes casually.

"Are you here to buy cakes too? Lin Yuan?"

Xu Junxiang's eyes were just staring at the cake, and he said to Mu Lan beside him.

"Well, this store has just opened, and the cakes are still good."

At this time, Xu Junxiang's vision could easily penetrate the kitchen behind the cake shop, and saw the cake chef making flowers on the butter cake with the utensils that made cakes.

"I can't tell, you are also interested in making cakes." When Mu Lan's script message appeared in her mind, Xu Junxiang was taking out the money from her wallet and handing it over to the cashier in front of her.

"Let's get straight to the point. Are you here to confirm my 'thought'? Are you worried that I will report to the Marquis?"

"It's okay. If you want to say it, just go and make a statement." Mu Lan looked very calm: "If I'm worried about such a thing, will I make you an insider?"

Domineering!

"I have heard that you Chinese are capricious and true to be famous. We South Korea have followed the Confucius and Mencius teachings of your country and have always attached great importance to promises. I didn't expect that the Chinese today can also destroy their promises so easily. In recent years, people in your country have always been very contemptuous of us Koreans, and even called us "Bangzi". But I never thought that you, a great power in the heavens, are much better than those in our country."

"What you have learned in your country is just the superficial of Confucius and Mencius. And... I am different from those brainless and angry young people. To me, nation and country are all meaningless concepts, but they are just so-called righteousness that the superiors bring out to brainwash people in order to satisfy their own selfish desires. The beneficiaries of these concepts have never been ordinary people. The ideology of national opposition is nothing to be used at any time for the country. No nation can be defined by a simple dualism of good and evil. For me, as long as it is an enemy, I will kill even compatriots. On the other hand, as long as the interests are consistent, even foreign races can cooperate."

Xu Junxiang sneered in his heart: "So that's it, so you can enjoy selling yourself to Western devils. We can't learn such things!"

He thought Mu Lan would be furious when he heard this, but he was not worried, so he took the cake and walked straight to the door of the cake shop.

But Mu Lan was not in a hurry and chose another cake and paid.

When Xu Junxiang opened the door, he received a new message.

"You are a talent. I hope you don't mislead yourself. There is an old Chinese saying that those who know the current affairs are heroes."

Then, Mu Lan took the cake handed over by the clerk.

Looking at the butter cake, Mu Lan couldn't help but remember the past...

When my mother was alive, she often bought cakes for him to eat. Moreover, she would remember to buy his favorite butter cake every time.

hehe……

The nation, righteousness, good and evil, are all bullshit! Demon? In this world, there are many more cruel and vicious humans than demons! The Marquis is playing an exorcist, and in fact, what is the difference between it and the demon? Thinking of the Marquis's lofty posture in front of him yesterday, Mu Lan felt a sneer in his heart. What does it mean to "tell your master"? The implication is that he really treats him as a dog!

So what about demons... So what about humans? Are humans more noble than demons? What a joke!

The so-called human beings are the most evil creatures in the world, no doubt about it!

The moment his mother died, Mu Lan fully understood that the so-called justice and fairness were just lies of nothingness. When he waved his butcher knife and killed those scumbags, he was destined to be unable to live in this world as a human being. Selling himself to the devil is the only way for him to survive!

After walking out of the cake shop, he walked towards the school. At this time, a middle-aged man with big beard walked with him. At this time, the script message was conveyed.

"Sir, Xu Jun looks at him..."

"Are you monitoring it?"

This big beard is one of the dolls made by Ye Xingyun!

"Yes. But can you really trust him? If he really leaks the secret to the Marquis, then he must use it in advance..."

Ye Xingyun was really worried about Mu Lan. Xu Junxiang was obviously more repulsive to the Fallen Star Cult. If his thoughts were different from Ximen Keli's in his heart, it would be unfavorable to them.

"He is a smart person and can't do such stupid things. I have advised him. If he is always obsessed with it, then there will be no need for Xu Junxiang, the 15th Cinema in the future."

The plan to rebel against Ximen Keli was a long time ago that Mu Lan had discussed with Ye Xingyun. Of course, they also offered conditions that Ximen Keli could not refuse. Therefore, even if the Demon Hunter was born, Ximen Keli finally decided to join them. Mu Lan was not worried about her believing surrender. As the black-clad archbishop of the Fallen Star Clan, there were many ways to control a person.

In fact... the nine black bishops, and even Grandil, are just the Fallen Star Clan, and the power on the surface... the one who manipulates this Clan behind this is unknown, mysterious... existence. The nine bishops are actually just slaves!

At this moment, opposite the street, Mo Niansheng was standing there, watching Mu Lan across the road following the bearded man not far behind him.

In the morning, the class bell rang, and after Ye Xiang entered the classroom, he quickly sat next to Yushuo.

Yesterday, after experiencing so many horrible things, he still dared to come to class. Jin Shudong's nerves were really strong.

"Is that a dream... it's impossible, why do I see hallucinations one after another?"

This low voice also attracted Yu Shuo's attention. Yu Shuo looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No... nothing..."

At this moment, Ye Xiang suddenly saw a girl looking through a comic book in a row of seats not far away.

"That...that's...Doraemon Volume 36! One of the volumes I haven't bought!"

Ye Xiang immediately ran behind the girl regardless of the soon-to-be-start class.

That girl is Meiko Miyazaki.

As a Japanese, she finished reading the complete Doraemon work when she was a primary school student. She also liked this comic when she was a child, but unfortunately the original author has passed away and she can no longer see her new works.

At this moment, the boy sitting next to her pulled the corner of her clothes, and she asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The boy pointed at her behind her, and she quickly turned around, but saw Ye Xiang leaning down and looking at him.

"Hey... Jin Shudong, are you going to scare people to death?"

The people in the class suddenly burst into laughter again. At this time, a ball of paper suddenly dropped on Ye Xiang's forehead.

"Who... who?" Ye Xiang was furious, but then he quickly asked Meiko: "That... I'm sorry, I'll ask, where did I buy this volume?"

"Just... it's in a bookstore on Ning'an Road. Don't come over to see it, okay?"

"Okay. I want to ask, are there any 36 volumes and more volumes? I want to buy a set that I treasure at home..."

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention!" After Miyazaki Meiko said this impatiently, Ye Xiang went back.

Yu Shuo sighed and said, "You will only make people hate you even more."

Ye Xiang really admires Jin Shudong's rough nerves. It's time now, and he still misses collecting comics... Is this a standard otaku? I heard that otaku is crazy to collect some handmade dolls. Jin Shudong is probably this kind of person!

"Ning'an Road Bookstore... Well, I'll go there once at noon today!" Ye Xiang continued to say to himself: "Yes, it must be because I was too tired after being bullied recently that I had hallucinations. Look at the comics and change my mood, then there will be no problem."

Weird! Jin Shudong is so completely immersed in the world of the second dimension, and completely escapes reality and is bullied. If he can correct his attitude and face life positively, he may not have such a painful encounter. Doraemon's treasure bag cannot really exist in reality!

It was soon after noon. Ye Xiang left school without even having the time to eat. Of course, Ye Xingyun's doll would always monitor him.
Chapter completed!