When the curve on the monitor flattened, Lin Shen signed a devil's contract.
An inner demon who calls himself a "director" tailors a performance project called "Forty-nine Recitals for Love" tailored for him. The rules are simple: in the "immersive experience theater" built by the inner demon, if you complete forty-nine sacrifice scenes that end in death, you can extend the life of your real lover Xia Wan.
As a result, Lin Shen became the only and unlucky male protagonist of this project.
This is not a heroic epic, but a series of absurd announcements about bad movies. From a tragic martyr to a socially fearful clown, from a dragon-slaying warrior to a laughing stock chased by hamsters - the "director" tirelessly pursues his wicked "dramatic tension" behind the scenes, while Lin Shen, from the initial all-out effort, to inactivity, to intolerable complaints and resistance.
He gradually realized that the person who needed to be saved the most was perhaps never Xia Wan in the hospital bed, but himself who was addicted to the obsession of self-sacrifice and unable to extricate himself.
Now, the final act lights are about to come on.
Is this grand "dedication of love" to be completed in accordance with the project plan?
It's better to completely destroy this scene and shout out for all the torture——
"Cut!"
The answer is on the next page.
