v2 Chapter 989： What a satire

"It's boring to do too many multiple-choice questions. Then it's up to you."

Lin Feng's unsalty and undiminished words came out slowly, and he turned around, but his eyes focused on Shakespeare.

"Do you want to guess? Although I guess you can't guess it."

Lin Feng still stood in place, without any movement in his hands, the ground under his feet began to break apart.

The blue light spread out.

The power that composes this world is just the "lights" of the stage. Once the lights are broken, the stage no longer exists.

"Wait a minute, when did you find out?!"

Shakespeare was taken aback in an instant, he took a step back subconsciously, and his hand holding the book tightened.

Shakespeare never expected.

In the last second, he was still out of sight, but in the next second he directly faced Lin Feng's eyes.

"I found you."

The fluttering sentence hit Shakespeare's heart directly like thunder on the ground, and he was shocked to stand upright.

What kind of weird luck is this? Did he discover himself at the beginning, or did he just find out?

In any case, things developed to this point, Shakespeare stared at those peaceful eyes, panicking.

——When you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

Inexplicably, Shakespeare suddenly thought of this sentence. He hurriedly wrote on the book, but he was extremely nervous.

Shakespeare is not good at fighting. He came here to play insidious tricks, but Lin Feng found out that he didn't want to.

"Hahaha, sorry to trouble you to be an actor again!"

Shakespeare smiled dryly, seeing that the treasure was about to be broken, he realized that he had to do something.

At least before the barrier is completely over, Lin Feng will be dragged into new regrets.

Even if Lin Feng can no longer collapse his mind, he must at least hold him back!

Perhaps because of looking directly into Lin Feng's eyes, Shakespeare always felt panicked, and seemed to have overlooked something super important.

No, no matter what, at least Lin Feng must be held back!

With this belief that it must be done, Shakespeare bit his head and used a quill pen to write on the books.

"Go out, go out, a momentary light. Life is just a walking shadow."

Shakespeare chanted aloud the lines he once wrote. This is not a necessary step.

But now, in order to strengthen the effect of his treasure, Shakespeare does not hesitate to pay.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng also spoke when Shakespeare sang, saying something completely different.

"Life, of course, is a game."

Lin Feng's opinion is obviously completely different from Shakespeare's, but Shakespeare noticed it.

Lin Feng's sentence is not a simple refutation, but a powerful voice.

Shakespeare smiled. His spells are not just simple words, they are his famous lines!

With Lin Feng's simple sentence alone, how can it be possible to successfully fight? How do I say it is also a famous writer.

Sure enough, the magic contained in those two sentences collided in the void.

The magic light flashed by.

The magic of the world is under Shakespeare's quick outline like a death line. He succeeded!

The collapse of the stage is stopping, and the magical light that constitutes the world is changing.

When the power of the treasure was gathered back again, Shakespeare pretended to show an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Lin Feng, it seems that I just happen to be better! Then I ask you to continue."

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, just smiled and said nothing.

Shakespeare didn't care about this, he wondered if Lin Feng could not get rid of his treasure for a while.

Although it was extremely thrilling just now, in the final analysis, I still have a better skill in speed!

Shakespeare was quite content with this. He took a step back and waited to watch the actors perform on the edge of the stage.

However, when the light was completely closed, only a "pop" was heard, and Shakespeare heard the sound of the light above his head.

Everything seems to be different.

Shakespeare turned his head and found that Lin Feng was looking at him with a smile, not at all like an actor.

Why are you still on stage? Obviously the initiator of the treasure should be a bystander!

Shakespeare was flustered, and suddenly someone put his hand on his shoulder, and he was startled.

"Oh, why are you so excited? Are you thinking about the new comedy?"

Shakespeare must have watched, and almost forgot to breathe in an instant by the huge shock.

The person who took the initiative to talk to him turned out to be a very familiar friend during his lifetime, and what he had written on the stage was Hamlet.

Isn't this very familiar scene the place I have experienced before?

But what did this friend say, he was conceiving a new comedy? how is this possible!

The smile at the corner of Shakespeare's mouth was completely unsustainable, and he repeated it with disbelief while holding the book.

"What are you talking about? My friend, why do you think I'm making comedy?"

Shakespeare wrote about comedy in the early days, and comedy is also quite famous, but what he loves most is tragedy.

When it comes to Shakespeare, who does not know about Shakespeare's four tragedies? That is the classic of the classics!

Even Shakespeare himself regards his own tragic drama as his highest achievement, and it is unavoidable that he is asked so by his close friends.

Shakespeare had a close relationship with that good friend during his lifetime, and the other party could not have known this.

Wait, before death?

Shakespeare suddenly recalled, yes! He was already dead, and he had already become the spirit engraved on the seat.

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