Chapter 39
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Zhang Jue's smile seemed to have some kind of magic that could make people feel at ease.
Yang Xue didn't know if it was the same for others, but she always felt that way.
As long as she saw that evil smile, it seemed that all problems could be solved.
Zhang Shijia didn't know what they were looking for and was confused.
"Mr. Zhang, what is' it '?"
Zhang Jue didn't answer his question, but asked, "Senior Zhang, I heard that you wrote this script?"
"Uh … Yes, why?" Zhang Jue stuttered when he heard this question.
He had a Ph.D. in literature, so the drama club's scripts were always written by him, but this time it was different. He found this script by chance in an old bookstore.
The wonderful plot made him unable to put it down, but he had never heard of any information about the author or the script.
Although it was strange, he didn't think much of it because the script was old.
After a little modification, it became his own work.
However, who was Zhang Jue? He was the ancestor of liars. Lying to people was his specialty, so how could Zhang Shijia's little tricks escape his eyes?
He pulled Zhang Shijia to a corner and whispered, "Senior Zhang, to tell you the truth, I've actually seen this script somewhere else. It was written by a French writer in the 17th century. It's very wonderful, but I accidentally lost the original copy. Don't worry, I have no intention of letting your club members know that you borrowed ideas from others. It's a matter for scholars, right? I just want to see the script again to resolve my regret, that's all."
Speaking of Zhang Jue's acting talent, he was definitely a level higher than those serious drama actors. His impromptu performance was full of emotion and voice, which made Zhang Shijia stunned and almost crippled.
Zhang Shijia answered almost mechanically, "Yes … The script was originally in my office."
Zhang Jue put his arm around Zhang Shijia's shoulder, "Good brother, can you show it to me? I can't control the fire in my body anymore!"
Yang Xue covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud.
This time, it was Zhang Jue's turn to roll his eyes at her.
The three of them went to Zhang Shijia's office.
Zhang Shijia took out the yellowed script from the drawer of his desk.
Zhang Jue held it in his hand and casually flipped through it a few times. Then, he rolled it up and put it in his pocket.
His actions were natural as if it really belonged to him.
"Eh …"
Zhang Shijia was reluctant. His hand was already halfway through, but when he thought of his uncle's words, he gritted his teeth and turned his head away..
Zhang Jue felt like he was a bully, a bully................. hahaha.....
Seeing that Zhang Jue had succeeded, Yang Xue asked softly, "What is it?"
Zhang Jue glanced at Zhang Shijia and confirmed that his attention was not on them. She answered softly, "SCP-701."
Item #: SCP-701 (Elegy of King Constrictor)
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. Description: SCP-701, "The Elegy of King Constrictor", is a five-act revenge tragedy from the Caroline era.
The performance of this script will cause the audience and actors to go insane and commit suicide. At the same time, it will lead to the appearance of the mysterious character SCP-701-1 (King Constrictor).
Based on historical estimates, the number of deaths caused by this play in the past three hundred years is between █ █ █ █ and █ █ █ █ █.
In short, SCP-701 is a self-evolving memetic virus. It spreads through the text of the play in an unknown way.
Foundation agents are on standby at all times. Once discovered, they should immediately suppress any performance or publication of SCP-701.
Despite our best efforts, these scripts can still be freely accessed through the internet. Sometimes, they have different titles. All attempts to detect or isolate the source of these copies have failed.
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