Culture Conquers Foreign Worlds

In the simple installation room, the Shirley maid's long dress standing in front of Harvey was a little messy, standing in front of Harvey at a loss, her black hair hanging down to her forehead, her eyes flushed and staring at Harvey who was forcibly entering. , His left hand unnaturally squeezed the apron of the maid's long skirt and loosened it quickly for fear of being caught, half covering his cheek with his right hand.

　　 Weak and slow, this is Shirley’s reaction to Harvey.

The atmosphere was silent, Harvey stopped for a while before walking over, and reached out to take off the white maid hat Shirley was wearing. His black hair slid down his fingertips. Harvey looked down at Shirley who was crying like a small cat with a smile and said: " It’s so much better."

　　 Shirley looked unnatural, looked up at Harvey and then dropped and replied, "I'm sorry."

　　 "Why do you apologize."

　　 "I just need a little time."

"me too."

　　 Harvey embraced Shirley's willow waist and cupped her face, reached out and took off the pair of glasses and put them on the desk. Shirley knew what Harvey wanted to do next, and stepped back and shook her head resolutely.

　　 "Master..."

　　 Harvey didn't care so much, he lowered his head and kissed her sweet cherry lips, but this time Shirley didn't just accept it with half a push, and tried her best to get rid of Harvey's embrace.

　　 Gradually, she was no longer struggling, closing her eyes and tears streaming down.

　　 Lip points, she looked at Harvey stubbornly, and murmured with some self-defeating pity: "Master, I don't want to ruin your relationship with Miss Diana..."

"I know, but I don't want to destroy our relationship." Harvey stretched out her hair to tidy up her hair and smiled: "Let's talk about the illustrations of the new novel. I have been thinking about this for a long time, and I haven't had time to tell. you."

　　 Shirley also didn't intend to stay on this topic, so she answered softly.

The layout of her room is very simple. A desk facing the window, a wardrobe, and a bed are all Shirley’s life is. Shirley sits down in front of the simple desk. Harvey stands behind her and puts the manuscript in her hand. lay down.

　　 Shirley looked through the manuscript absent-mindedly, and Harvey was beside her to help her analyze the plot and characters of the novel.

Harvey told her in detail about the illustration style required by the novel "Dark Age", and explained the various characters in the novel in detail. From identity to status, personality to environment, words and deeds to connotation and temperament, only information from all aspects can be completed. Character illustration.

　　 These illustrations are closely related to the Hearthstone game Harvey plans to launch in the future, so each one needs to be detailed.

　　 Shirley tried to draw illustrations according to Harvey's instructions, and her focused work seemed to make her forget her inner depression.

It was getting dark, and Harvey, who was standing behind Shirley, looked at Shirley’s beautiful profile, and felt her emotions calmed down a lot, and said softly: "Shirley, there is one thing I haven’t told you about. The plot of "Earl of the Mountain"."

"what."

"Originally I planned to shoot the film version of "The Count of Monte Cristo" into a composite of Mercedes and the Count of Monte Cristo." This is the ending of the film version of "The Count of Monte Cristo" on Earth, and it is indeed a good ending in a sense. This choice is like playing a love-making game. To enter a female character's strategy line, you must give up another one. In the movie version of "Country of Monte Cristo", Haidée has no entanglement in the novel, and deliberately downplays it. The influence of the role.

　　 Shirley shook her head and said: "This is not a good ending. Everyone will say that Mercédès is no longer worthy of having the Count of Monte Cristo."

　　 "I think so too."

　　 Shirley's body trembled lightly, and the lines drawn in her hand suddenly became a little messy.

Harvey hugged the warm body from behind and whispered: "But I really like the ending, because I like the character of Mercedes, even though it is not so perfect. At that time I was wondering if I should consider one. A more perfect ending? Even though it doesn't fit reality very well."

Shirley shook her head, her eyes dimmed and said: "Earl is not so selfish. He would not do this. Melcedes has also had a son. Although she loves the Earl, she is always the wife of another man. How could it be possible to let the plots and principles of the novel move people's hearts, and the ending that the master thought would only make "The Count of Monte Cristo" become a mediocre work in the end."

Harvey looked at Shirley with a little surprise. He never thought she would say this, and whispered in her ear: "The Count of Monte Cristo is a noble person, but I am not, "The Count of Monte Cristo "Is a novel written for others to read, and I have a completely different ending in my heart."

　　 Shirley leaned on Harvey’s face and never said anything. Although her feelings towards Harvey were slow, she could see the essence of the matter at a glance in other aspects.

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In the middle of the night, Shirley packed up her painting tools and took off her rimless glasses. She wrapped them in soft cloth and placed them in a conspicuous place on the desk. She came to the window and looked at the dark street scene outside. Only a few houses on both sides of the road were still lit. Lamps, faint lights, buildings with different styles and the depths of the alleys are more secretive and weird~www.readwn.com~ She felt a little cold, and she came to the desk and sat down in front of the desk with her hands tightly and took it out of the drawer. In a mirror, she showed off her black show in the mirror, very beautiful, but her face was a little haggard.

　　 "Jealous?"

　　 "Shirley" in the mirror showed a seductive chuckle, her brown pupils were gradually covered in black, and her pupils were bloody.

　　 Shirley bit her lower lip without saying a word, shook her head, and nodded.

"After taking care of him for so many years, you think that the sins you owed to the Adrian family are almost paid off, although it seems to me that the wish you made at that time is stupid, when will I charge the price." In the mirror" Shirley's white skin turned brown, and her hands were wearing black long-barreled gloves. She held her chin and smiled softly at Shirley in front of the mirror. The amorous feelings gave people a dangerous feeling.

　　 Shirley shook her head helplessly: "Get married, at least until the day the master gets married."

The brown-skinned "Shirley" in the mirror smiled and beckoned: "Yes, my sweetheart. There is no need to put the mirror back. Today your emotions are so ups and downs, I will look at you, otherwise you will again Nightmares."

　　 "Good night, Ms. Devil." Shirley gave a forced smile.

　　 The brown-skinned "Shirley" watched Shirley return to bed until she fell asleep, and smiled softly: "It's really changed a lot."

After a while, Shirley’s peaceful sleeping face gradually became painful, holding the quilt in one hand, and making a faint cry for help: "Help me... Don’t... Don’t experiment... Madam... Please Please···"

　　 A wisp of black smoke peeled off her body, floated in front of the mirror, and was sucked into her mouth by "Shirley" with a satisfied smile. On the bed, Shirley fell asleep again.