One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty: Weird mission, strange script

One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty: Weird mission, strange script

This style of poster gave Yan Wan a bad feeling.

"The Winner Behind the Scenes"

Starring: Yan Wan, **, ***...

Genre: Fantasy/Struggle for Hegemony/Ambition/Warrior

Background: chess players, chess board, chess pieces...who wins and who loses?

Conspiracy, calculation, fighting...who lives and who dies?

Killing, blood, darkness...who is black and who is white?

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Mission: Tiebreaker

Help the forces you belong to and unify all warrior villages.

Completion reward: The actor is successfully promoted to C level (artist), 100*skill points, 500*reward points, skill specialization card*1.

Failure penalty: Promotion failed

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The tasks are simple and crude, and the rewards are extremely generous.

Yan Wan picked up the A4 paper on the table and quickly browsed it to understand the background information of the script world. He sighed after a long time.

This drama is difficult.

It not only tests one's own abilities, but also takes into account the forces to which they belong.

It can be as small as a personal fight or as big as a five-party game.

However, it is still the beginning, and everyone is farming first.

If you accumulate enough food, you can slowly become king.

Suppressing these things in his heart for the time being, Yan Wan cursed secretly, raised his sword and walked out of the house: "Damn, why do I feel like the Hokage, five villages are fighting."

After leaving the door, Yan Wan couldn't help but squint his eyes and glance around the street. His long eyelashes suppressed his speechless emotions.

After a long time, he rubbed his temples helplessly: "Although it's not neon, this kind of start... I just don't know what it has to do with Konoha. Is there anyone like Naruto's Sabi, Xiaoyu's kind of retard, or Sasuke's kind?" idiot."

He hadn't watched much of this anime. He glanced at the plot summary and threw it in the trash. It’s okay to watch this kind of anime on a regular basis, but if you really want to be involved in it, it will lower your IQ.

I recall that when I was writing it, I had to hold back my complaints and read some of it just for the sake of the plot. That kind of horrific torture, which was worse than life and death, still makes Yan Wan feel shuddering when he recalls it.

"Teacher is a profession that I have never been in before. It's very unfamiliar." Yan Wan was walking on the street with a cigarette in his mouth, looking listless.

He was wondering whether he should go to the third generation... Bah, just go to the village chief and apply, and then he can carry out the task.

If he accumulates more merits, it will not be difficult for him to enter the management of the village with his strength. What he lacks now is a justifiable reason.

This time the script is not mainly about physical combat, but about playing with the mind.

Of course, this is also the reason why Yan Wan is not that capable and can cut all over the world with his sword.

Otherwise, the copycats will simply cut off the branch secretaries, village chiefs and other backbones of the other four villages. At that time, the merger and management will be too easy.

"Who wrote this script? Did you copy it?"

Yan Wan stopped and looked at the ramen shop at the corner of the street speechlessly, feeling a little sore in his teeth: "Is this really Konoha? A copycat version? Have you bought the copyright for the screenwriter?"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from behind: "Hey, Yan Wan, why are you still here? Aren't you going to school to take care of your students? You're almost late now."

"It's okay. I'll polish off their temperament later."

Yan Huan instantly changed his expression, turned around and smiled at the long-legged girl, then naturally stretched out his hand... and snatched a bunch of fish balls from her hand.

The girl's face turned cloudy in an instant, and she gritted her teeth and said unhappily: "Hey, you can't take my fish balls just because I can't beat you."

"Now, give it back to you." Yan Wan returned the bamboo stick to her.

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched: "...You are still so shameless."

"You're a mother of two, why are you still so stingy?" Yan Wan glanced at her and walked side by side towards school with her.

"I just want to take a break from a lighter job. Who said bad things about me and put me here to be the instructor of a group of rookies?"

The girl shrugged: "I don't know, but I think this position is quite suitable for you. When you lead a group of rookies, just practice raising children. When you have children in the future, you will know how to raise them."

"...Who is in my group? Is there any news?" Yan Wan asked casually.

The girl said, throwing it casually, and the bamboo stick landed accurately in the trash can: "I don't know, but you are so strong, I shouldn't give you a few useless pieces."

"Haha" Yan Wan narrowed his eyes and looked at the school gate not far away: "I'll go over first, you go to the store."

"Goodbye." The girl turned around and separated from him.

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"Third floor, turn left, third door."

Yan Wan muttered the location, slowly found the place, glanced around through the window, and opened the door: "Let's go, I'm your instructor."

"Teacher, you are late." The boy jumped up and shouted anxiously.

"My pleasure."

Yan Wan looked at him quietly: "If you don't want to, you can apply for a different teacher. In fact, I suggest you choose this, because I don't want to play house with you."

His tone was not harsh or cold, just like a normal communication. But such a plain sentence fell into the ears of the three people, but it made them shiver unconsciously.

Yan Wang, they have heard of this person.

No, it should be everyone in the village who doesn't know him.

Because more than ten years ago, Yan Wan was the monster who suppressed his contemporaries. When he was not in school, he was the king of children. After going to school, he was the school bully.

After graduation, it took half a year to rise directly from a low-level warrior to a high-level warrior, with a mission completion rate of 100%.

However, to the villagers, especially these rookies who are still in school, Yan Wan is a very strange person.

As the saying goes: He is a legend...

Most people's impression of Yan Wang only exists in their parents' casual conversations, and the unconcealable fear and... grievance when the word "Yan Wang" is mentioned.

Yes, aggrieved.

Because almost everyone of his generation had been bullied by Yan Wan.

The young man decisively chose to follow his heart and bowed to Yan Wan neatly: "Teacher, teacher, I was wrong."

Yan Wang lit a cigarette and Shi Shiran walked out: "Let's go, find a place to see your strength, let's talk about it later."

"Oh, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com Okay." The two men and one woman nodded sadly and followed Yan Wan out. How could they still have the arrogance of a genius?

genius?

The big guy in front of him is a genius, and everyone else is weak compared to him.

The young man who had been so arrogant before and wanted to poke his nose in the sky hesitated for a long time, finally made up his mind and gritted his teeth and asked: "Old, teacher, I...my father once said that your swordsmanship is very powerful. Can you teach me?"

"you?"

Yan Wan glanced at him in surprise, searching for information about this character, and finally found it in a corner. This young man seemed to be named Xiang Yuntian, and his father was also very powerful... although he was also bullied by him. Pass.

PS: Thank you for: The wind in July and the fish in August, WZWJYHDZZ, Su Yin’s flower shop, it’s so hard to name me, book friend 160602172356787, the cat that never grows up, the inexplicable sadness of mourning, 89 little bookworm, The rewards from these friends are huge