Leohard stood at the door of the study for I don't know how long, and finally made a move.

He slowly walked towards the bookshelf, and when he arrived at the bottom of the bookshelf, his gloomy gaze went directly to the middle of the third row of the bookshelf, and when he saw that the script of "The Handmaid's War" that was originally placed there was gone, his heart quickly sank towards the bottomless abyss.

She did come, but she was indifferent to him and only took the script.

A tyrannical mood raged in his heart, and a strong urge to destroy the world swept over the world.

In the castle of the mind, the psychiatrist looked at the little red light in the middle of the giant cocoon in front of him in astonishment, and began to beat wildly.

Leohard's hand stretched out uncontrollably to the left side of the bookshelf, and a cold and evil voice sounded gloomily in his heart: If she doesn't want it, then destroy them!

This emotion quickly overwhelmed everything, and his hand finally grasped the first roster on the left, but his gaze instantly froze - next to the English lace font he wrote himself, a row of black square words, the two stood side by side, and it was quite harmonious.

He stiffly lowered his hand, and read it word by word, starting from the first book on the left:

- Every time I think about you

- will write your name once in your mind

- I don't dare to write it

- I'm afraid that after I write it, you will be seen by others

Leohard didn't know how he got out of the study, how he ate something and how he returned to the bedroom, how he took a shower was also blank, and finally when he lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and his mind still echoed these four sentences over and over again-

Obviously very tired and tired, but he couldn't sleep, closed his eyes, it was the black square words lingering in his mind, he opened his eyes, and couldn't help laughing, this stupid girl, will be jealous!

Even if he is seen by others, he will not go with others.

After laughing for a while, he closed his eyes sweetly, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, and he smirked again.

One night, over and over again, and finally fell asleep, but he was asleep, the corners of his lips were still high, and he seemed to be very happy in his dreams.

The psychiatrist put his arm around the sleeping little boy and looked at the blackened cocoon in front of him, looking numb.

Seeing that the terrible thing inside was about to rush out, suddenly a lightning bolt fell out of thin air, and with a click, it split the giant cocoon half-through.

And that's just the beginning, and then I don't know what kind of madness Leohard's master is going on, and after a while, it's a bolt of lightning, and the clicks are endless, and he looks at the giant cocoon, and he panics for the unlucky guy inside.

This also gave him a new understanding of the master's ability again, and he decided to stay in the castle well, don't challenge the temper of the master's personality, just make it go away for him, and then split a lightning bolt every once in a while, who can stand it!

……

When Jian Han woke up, she was still a little sleepy, buried her head under the pillow for a while, and then struggled to get up.

Then she started the second brush.

Then three and four brushes -

How many brushes did you last fall asleep? Eleven or twelve?

Later, this 55-page small booklet was almost memorized by her, and she turned it up quickly, more often looking for the details of the script, and every time she read it, she made new discoveries.

For example, the consul sitting on the throne and the lady did not interact with each other during the whole process, but the lady was very comfortable with the handmaidens around her, and she didn't even need to speak, a look, these handmaidens knew what to do, like worker bees, serving their queen diligently.

Obviously, this detail is very much in line with the setting in the original book - the handmaidens are just reproductive tools, and when they can't get the favor of the male host, pleasing the hostess will make their life in the back house better.

After Jian Han finished washing, she changed into a small and fresh dress, white cropped pants with a light green plaid shirt, the front of the shirt was tucked into the waistband of her pants, and the back swayed naturally, holding the script, and jumped downstairs.

Leohard sat at the table, with only a cup of coffee in his hand, apparently having finished his breakfast, and sat here just to keep her company.

Jian Han's mood was better, and she didn't hesitate to give Leohard a big smile: "Morning! Leo! ”

Leohard also seemed to be extraordinarily shiny today, his golden hair was meticulously groomed, his blue eyes were extremely charming in the rising sun, he showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and his smile was equally bright: "You are also early." ”

Andrew looked at the hostess, and then at the hostess, the two hosts seemed to be in a very good mood today! Even the cold coffee he brought to the man, the man didn't dislike it!

Jian Han didn't maintain the good habit of eating and sleeping silently, and she couldn't wait to share her feelings after reading with Leohard: "God, do you know? Leo! This script is really fantastic! ”

"I used to think that Roy's script was already great, but after watching The Handmaiden's War, it was obvious that Roy was still too immature."

Leohard laughed, "But his idea is very original, and it is really creative to have you play all the female characters alone, which is how the academic graduation work will be filmed." ”

After a pause, he added meaningfully: "When he becomes an official director, he will only worry that the role will never be enough, and there will always be all kinds of relationships to send the actresses to him." ”

Leohard took a sip of his coffee, the cold and bitter taste made him frown, did his housekeeper live a retirement life so soon? He remembered that the annoying old man at home used to complain that old Andrew always forgot to make good coffee, and when it was often served, the coffee was already cold!

Noticing that Jian Han on the other side looked expectant, he put the coffee aside, and this little thing was also left behind him, he continued: "The script of "The Handmaid's War" is really good, but there are Hollywood-style routines everywhere: heroes and beauties will definitely come to a romance, the protagonist will never be really cornered, and at the end of the story, there will always be a suspense for you, in preparation for the sequel——"

He said three classic routines in one breath, Jian Han was amused by him, and after swallowing the porridge in his mouth, he answered with a smile: "No way, the audience likes this routine, just like a sparrow turning into a phoenix, it will never go out of style." ”

Leohard shrugged his shoulders, and Jian Han smiled again: "Even so, this script is still great-"