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Chapter 2 The School of Disinformation

Karl sat in the room, rubbed his hands, and looked at the decorations around him.

Not long after, a man wearing thin-sleeved and tight-waisted clothes walked in with a bright smile on his face.

"Is it Mr. Karl? I have been looking forward to your arrival for a long time."

The visitor has blond hair that hangs over his shoulders, and his slightly fat body tells others that his quality of life is not bad.

"Hello, I'm Carl."

Karl quickly stood up from his chair, stretched out his right hand and shook hands with the visitor.

"I am overjoyed to be given a chance as an ordinary scribe."

Karl shook his hands vigorously and replied with a smile.

"No, no, no, sir, you are really underestimating yourself. There are some jobs in this world that only require talented people to perform."

The man responded to Karl immediately and praised him without hesitation.

"And you are exactly the talent I need. The short poem you published in the newspaper two years ago touched me greatly. Since then, I have been looking forward to working with someone like you.

"

Short poem?

Karl recalled carefully and found that he had indeed published a short poem in a newspaper two years ago.

But it was just an impulsive act, and some luck made it possible for that short poem to be published in the newspaper.

And it was really just a short poem, which was very inconspicuous in newspapers.

At that time, Carl gritted his teeth and bought the newspaper. When he saw his short poem on it, even he felt that it was not good and was extremely ashamed.

To say that this kind of literary talent would not be so desirable to anyone, right?

So he carefully looked at the eyes of the person in front of him and said cautiously.

"I did publish a poem two years ago, but that was just an immature behavior on my part. Your exaggerated praise really makes me feel ashamed."

Hearing Karl's words, the man in front of him became excited. He immediately let go of Karl's hand and said to him with exaggerated gestures.

"You really underestimate your own work too much. In my eyes, although your poem is immature, the literary grace and thoughts in it have been fully conveyed to the readers!"

Karl stared dumbfounded at the exaggerated behavior of the man in front of him. He knew his own weight best. It was too exaggerated for something that was at best better than a limerick to be so praised.

"That year, when I was pursuing my dream and was hit hard, it was the spirit in your poem that was conveyed to me, giving me the courage to move forward again. This touch is something that no one or thing can give me.

mine!"

The expression on his face became more and more excited, and the man's eyes were so moved that he began to burst into tears, and he did not hesitate to use various beautiful descriptions to praise Karl's literary talent.

Facing such people, Karl really didn't know how to continue.

"Can you calm down for a moment? I think it's better to talk about my work here now."

Karl scratched his hair awkwardly and said seriously.

"Ah, ah ah!"

"I'm really sorry. I was too excited."

Seeing Karl's reaction, the man immediately got rid of his previous excitement and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Edward, and I am the owner of this theater. I invite you to come here to serve as the script editor of our theater. I am responsible for the processing of scripts and the repair of some old scripts."

Edward then introduced the general salary to Carl. Accommodation and food are provided in the theater, and the monthly fixed salary is 10 pounds, which can be increased appropriately according to the work situation. It is much better than his previous job as a scribe.

In addition to repairing damaged scripts, the main work also has the right to purchase new scripts for the theater, and then adjust the existing scripts according to the actors. After all, this kind of place may not necessarily have the right candidates to perfectly interpret the drama.

After agreeing to take on the job, Edward called in a servant and led Carl to familiarize himself with the general conditions of the theater.

After visiting, Karl learned that this theater consists of a main large theater and three attached small theaters.

The three small theaters are numbered one to three and are located in the three directions of the theater. The large theater is in the middle of the three small theaters. The decoration style is influenced by the theater style of London, with many exaggerated decorations.

The accommodation address provided by Edward to Carl is also inside the theater. It is a room between Theaters No. 2 and Theater No. 3, which was converted from a storage room where props were originally stored.

Opening the door and going in, this room has been roughly decorated. The originally whole house has been divided into several rooms and has become a suitable place for living.

In addition to the study room that can be seen as soon as the door is opened, the side door next to it is the living room, which has all the necessary daily necessities. It seems that it really attaches great importance to the people who are about to live here.

Karl took off his coat and hung it at the door, then walked to the window and looked outside.

People were constantly moving around the streets, similar to what he saw when he came in before, it looked like a busy town.

There was nothing noteworthy, so Karl sat on the chair behind the desk and rested for a while. He took out a book from the bookshelf and read it, intending to use it to pass the time.

Holding it in hand, this book is called "The Book of Luo Jie Er". The binding of the book is very messy, like a newly prepared manuscript.

But before he could read it carefully, a job soon came to his door.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a knock on the door, a man dressed like a butler opened his door.

"Is this Mr. Carl?"

the gentleman asked apologetically.

"Yes, it's me."

Putting the book back casually, Karl nodded in agreement.

"Although it's a little unkind for you to start work so quickly, I still have to ask you for help."

"Miss Marian has some questions about tonight's script and wants to consult professionals, so she wants you to come over. She is waiting in the lounge on No. 4."

Then, without waiting for a reply, the man dressed as a butler left directly without any of the courtesy shown before.

"How come I've become a professional out of nowhere?"

Karl found it strange that he had never been a script editor, but this was his first job after all, so he couldn't shirk it.

Lounge No. 4 is not too far away, and I found it in about ten minutes after leaving the room.

It is located on the second floor next to the theater and is connected to the surrounding passages.

Karl walked over first and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A pleasant female voice sounded.

Is this Marianne? With this thought, Karl opened the door and walked in.

A lady with elegant makeup is sitting on the sofa, with a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze. Her delicate face makes it impossible to find any flaws. At this time, her heroic eyes are looking at the pusher.

Carl comes through the door.

In Karl II's memory, this should be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen with his own eyes. He didn't expect to meet such a beauty in such a place. What a surprise!

"Are you Mr. Carl?"

Looking at the stunned Karl, Marian asked, and then continued as if she had confirmed the person without waiting for Karl to answer.

"This is the script I am going to star in today. I have always performed in strict accordance with the requirements of the script in my performances, but now I want to make some small changes. Can you help me with this?"

A pair of moving eyes stared at Karl with a look of expectation. He could not say that he knew nothing and was just a layman to destroy the expectations of the beauty in front of him. At the same time, he did not want to lose the job right away.

"Okay, let me take a look."

I bit the bullet and picked up the script on the table. It was "The Rumor School" written by Sheridan.

I had no choice but to read it and read it. It was just an ordinary script. Using his knowledge from the 21st century, Karl reluctantly modified a few lines.

However, Miss Marianne was very happy after reading it. After taking note of the changes, she picked up the script and walked out the door eagerly.

When passing by Karl, Marianne put her lips next to Karl's ear and breathed out words that made Karl feel even more incredible.

"Thank you very much for your advice. I am very satisfied. I will wait for you in this lounge tonight. Let's spend a wonderful night together."

Leaving behind a hurried figure, Marianne disappeared at the door.

Touching his red ears, Karl watched Marian leave here blankly.


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