My name is Xiang Yang.
Three years after graduation, I changed eleven jobs.
My last job was as a funeral home director's assistant.
Worked for three days.
Because I read the eulogy of the deceased as my own resume.
I thought I was miserable.
Later someone told me——
I'm a reality show.
Higher-dimensional beings are looking at me.
Every misfortune I have is a script.
Every struggle I had, it was ratings.
They gave me two options:
Red, keep playing.
Green, completely gone.
I chose red.
But not for renewal.
It's for——
Ruin this show.
I want to act with a smile.
Laugh until they get bored.
Laughing till this crappy show is cancelled.
But when I really laugh,
Background data shows:
There is an audience who has been watching me for thirty-two years.
Never left for a second.
What is he looking at?
Are you seeing my joke?
Still watching——
Himself?
Just kidding, I'm not as good as him, that's really flattering me.
This book prefers a sense of reality and a reflection on life itself, but the absurd plot may be the only thing that distinguishes it from reality. As for being mindless and refreshing, I'm sorry, then don't read it. It's too dangerous not to write anymore.
