"Same old trick."
These were the first four words that came to Yi Wan's mind.
Others showed their anger faster than Yi Wan. Before the song was over, An Yelin and Chi Jixia stood up from their seats at the same time. After looking at each other, An Yelin was the first to question: "Your song is very good. I want to know... who arranged it?"
His voice was suppressed and cold, and his anger was far greater than when he questioned anyone in the past. Yi Wan noticed that the three people from Seal who were sitting next to him had no expression even when they were questioned.
They all looked at Mr. Lan in unison, as if they were greeting each other, waiting for his answer.
This uniform movement is creepy to watch... It's like they are no longer human, but...
A depersonalized puppet.
The depersonalized puppets, the songs that the puppets sing, the four male protagonists quarreling angrily, and the puppet master Mr. Lan smiling on the stage...all of this constitutes an extremely absurd and comedic picture.
Why does he need to face such a scene? Why does he need to face such a life
Yi Wan began to suffocate. He felt his throat was buried in the water, and the black lake called absurdity was drowning him from head to toe. At the top of the black lake, the Gray Palace and this society were staring at him. President Lan stared at the lake and said, "Seal is our most perfect combination..."
"Yi Wan, it's your turn." A voice whispered in his ear, "An Yelin is powerless, Chi Jixia is powerless, Bo Jiang is powerless... Apart from you, who else can change this situation?"
'You wouldn't want to see the group's first hit song ripped off like this, would you? Even though it's being sung by someone else, you can hear how perfect it is. You can totally imagine how popular it will be when it's released.'
A strange sound echoed in the Blue Light Building. The sound tilted down from the "回"-shaped mouth, as if there was some kind of suction force, making people's spirit float upwards...
It was as if his soul suddenly fell back into his body from mid-air. Yi Wan shuddered and stood up suddenly!
"easy… "
He didn't notice Ding Biehan standing beside him. The other person stretched out his hand and looked at him in astonishment, as if he wanted to grab his sleeve. The young man with black hair and black eyes pursed his lips. He glanced at President Lan and An Yelin who was arguing...
Then he turned around, opened the door and ran out!
Ding Biehan: ! !
Brother Liu turned around and said, "Fuck..." He glanced at Ding Biehan, who stood up and said, "I'll go..."
A familiar feeling ran up his spine and Ding Biehan paused.
Brother Liu: “?”
Ding Biehan: “Toilet.”
After saying that, he turned and ran in the opposite direction.
Brother Liu: …
An Yelin and Chi Jixia were still arguing with the people from Seal. An Yelin was so angry that he grabbed one of them by the collar. Chi Jixia was relatively calm, with a casual smile, and asked Mr. Lan: "… It's nothing special, I'm just curious about the composer and I admire him a lot, I want to meet him - Mr. Lan won't even give me this little face, right?"
Mr. Lan, who was always businesslike, was unexpectedly good-tempered to Chi Jixia—so good-tempered that it was a little creepy. He looked at Chi Jixia with a smile, as if he could see another outline of something in his body, and said, "Okay."
"He wants to see you, too."
"Forget it." Brother Liu was speechless and pushed Bo Jiang who was standing next to him, "Go and get Yi Wan back!... What's wrong with him again?"
The whole group went crazy, including Yi Wan.
Bo Jiang chased Yi Wan out of the recording studio. The corridor outside the recording studio was very long. He chased after Yi Wan and called his name. But Yi Wan ignored him. He ran forward with all his heart, as if there was something he had been looking for there.
"Yi Wan! Yi Wan! Yi..."
Bo Jiang was silent.
Yi Wan's departing figure was still flickering in his retina, like a flag that he could never catch up with. Bo Jiang suddenly felt that this chase was ridiculous.
Why was he chasing Yi Wan
For a song? For this group that I joined because of the ten-year contract I signed with this body? … Or for a life that I was inexplicably dragged into but could never find a sense of belonging
Bo Jiang felt very tired. All the subtle emotions that were well contained under the shell of rationality outside the building seemed to be magnified tenfold and a hundredfold inside the building. He felt that he didn't want to go on.
The young man gradually slowed down his pace. He dragged his feet step by step. The afternoon sun shone through the blue glass onto his body, and it was so bright that it was blinding. He turned his head away, trying to avoid the overly bright light...
shadow.
The shadow reflected on the glass on the other side.
Black hair draped over the shoulders, long eyebrows, and an apricot-yellow robe that trailed on the ground...
That was his shadow from his previous life!
Bo Jiang held his breath. He stretched out his hand to catch the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. The person in the mirror also stretched out his hand to him, with a tired expression on his face.
He followed the perspective of the person in the mirror. Along the same long corridor, to him, it was clear floor tiles, but to the person in the glass, it was a solid wall.
Below the city wall was the army of the Bo Dynasty.
He saw the army beating drums and horns, and flags fluttering in the wind. The Bo Dynasty had not yet fallen, and his war had not yet ended. The soldiers raised their spears and shouted. The long wind from a hundred years ago blew through the wheat fields cracked by drought, and blew through the civilization that had been entrenched on the loess for nearly a hundred years.
Closer, closer! They were calling him, calling for their young master and loyal soldiers to live and die together.
He walked forward step by step, as if possessed. Not far behind him, a masked man smiled.
He grinned and looked at Bo Jiang, his eyes full of mockery.
"Yi Wan, this is your first teammate."
"If he accepted his label, his position as a time traveler and a top student, he could have lived a good life - as a top student in the entertainment industry, as the young master of the Bo family. He would not lack material things or fame. But he insisted on being himself."
“Is it more painful to die or to be yourself? Sometimes real life is far more terrifying than imaginary labels. Because being yourself is death.”
…
Yi Wan walked through the endless corridors. Finally, he arrived at the U-shaped patio.
The word "回" went up and down endlessly. Yi Wan looked down, and the white floor made him dizzy. He looked up, and the dazzling sunlight made it difficult to see where he was going.
But he knew there must be something there.
He squinted his eyes and tried to see, to see hard—just like when he was still Shen Zhong. His pupils were stimulated by the strong light, and everything became blurry. But finally—
He saw it!
“… a corpse.”
When Huigong stood behind Yi Wan, he heard him say softly.
It was the body of a woman.
The woman's body was in pieces. Her arms and legs were broken into pieces, and under the strong light, they looked like a doll because they were too inhuman. Countless rays of light sewed her body together like silk threads, just like a little girl patiently sewing her rag doll. Yi Wan could see light blue dots floating around her, entering her body as the silk threads sewed her together.
"What is that?" Yi Wan said.
"Talent, ability, talent, or the halo of the protagonist." Huigong said.
What a humorous scene. They stood by the patio, quietly watching the light stitching the doll. Yi Wan could see the hand twitching a little bit during the stitching process.
“So this is how the person who fell was stitched up,” Yi Wan said.
"Yes, originally Zhang Jianhua could also be sewn up like this." Huigong said.
"Were you stitched up like this? ... No, you were not stitched up like this. I saw your body. You changed your body." Yi Wan said calmly, "Who is the person above?"
"Who is it?" Hui Gong answered in a singing tone.
"Is it Lin Meng or the lead singer of Seal?" Yi Wan said.
"Does it matter if it's her or not?" Huimiya said, "They both have reasons to jump anyway."
"The lead singer of seal, she is not willing to become a puppet who follows the company's rules like her three teammates. She wants to rebel and drink, but the company does not allow her to do so - so she jumps off the building. Is it revenge, venting, or a plan? All are possible." Huimiya said, "Or she wants to be reborn by jumping off the building to get a better life that suits her better. But how is it possible?"
"In God's heart, she now has the best life she could have. She is financially independent, can sing, and has fans who like her. For a girl from a small town like her, it's already very good. But God is kind enough and forgives her willfulness. So no matter how many times she jumps, God will fix her."
Is this restoration, or being trapped in a cage called a perfect life, unable even to die
The hairs on the back of Yi Wan's neck stood up.
He suddenly understood Hui Gong's intention in letting him see all this... This was a warning.
Or maybe, this is the second move in the game between him and him, between these two who were once best friends and are now the most different opponents.
For their first move, they used a chess piece named Zhang Jianhua.
This time, it’s the Blu-ray Building.
"What about Lin Meng?" Yi Wan said.
His hands gripped the railing.
"Lin-Meng-" Huigong raised his eyebrows and dragged out his tone, "Shouldn't you feel guilty for her, Shen Zhong?"
The sun fell on Yi Wan's cold face. He looked at him indifferently.
"She has no talent for acting. It was you who brought her into this world. You sacrificed her to divert God's attention from you. But what she performed was too old-fashioned and no longer popular, so she had to get married and divorced, sacrificing a lot of unnecessary time in exchange for a little bit of drama. But in the end, God still didn't like her script - so I abandoned her on behalf of God." Huigong smiled, "Of course, God is still kind. So He is willing to repair Lin Meng, who was abandoned by the plot and tried to leap to be reborn. Of course, this kind of kindness only has one chance."
"… This was Lin Meng's own choice." Yi Wan said coldly, "Or maybe she committed suicide just because she knew how she had treated those 'female supporting roles'. She definitely didn't want to be treated like that in her life."
"Well said!"
Huigong clapped his hands. After he finished, he said, "Then don't you want to know who replaced Lin Meng as the protagonist?"
Yi Wan said: "Qin Xuexin."
"Why?"
They asked and answered each other, as if they were all sitting on concrete pillars. Yi Wan then said, "Because I once 'saved' her. She tried her best to escape from the position of 'supporting actress', but also tried her best to enter the position of 'female lead'. This can only mean that she has never changed. She has never wanted to live a real life. The only thing she hates is why she can't be the female lead."
"Bingo." Hui Gong snapped his fingers. "You don't have to be so harsh on me, right? As long as there is a chance, who doesn't want to be the heroine and make money?"
"This also shows that everything I have done is in vain. The world you created is the right one, Gray Palace."
Huigong tried to put his arm around Yi Wan's shoulders, but the other person dodged.
Yi Wan slipped under his arms, as smooth as a cat with soft fur. The young man with black hair and black eyes looked at Qin Xuexin, who was walking slowly towards him with her head down and wearing a red suit.
"I have one last question." Yi Wan said, "So seals are all puppets?"!