Lin Bei, 28 years old, is an ordinary worker with a monthly salary of 8,000, a rent of 3,000, and the first two digits of his four-digit savings are zero. One day I woke up with a "life simulator" in my head - a preview of the next seven days of my life. In the first rehearsal, he saw himself being publicly socialized at the company's annual meeting: his boss slammed the table, his colleagues applauded, and he stood on the stage crying so hard that he could not speak. During the second rehearsal, he tried to avoid the annual meeting—only to be expelled and walked out of the building holding a cardboard box. Lin Bei: "So you have to go to the annual meeting? If you go to the club and die, why don't you get out?" Simulator: "Previews just let you see the results in advance." Lin Bei: "... Then what's the use of my preview?!" From then on, Lin Bei's life entered the cycle of "rehearsal → discovery → layout → crushing". Other people's lives are like opening a blind box, while his life is like opening a script - there are many famous scenes of social death hidden in the script.
Not bad [laughs evilly]