"What is the Fatal Movie Game?" Someone asked. Zhang Ji turned around and saw a boy who was as confused as him standing in front of the lighting board.
"I don't know either." Zhang Ji replied, "I was sent here by a weird magazine."
"Me too, me too!" The boy echoed excitedly, "If I had known I shouldn't have been so mean, why did I have to touch that black magazine? It looks weird!"
"I'm not." A voice interrupted abruptly.
Zhang Ji turned around and saw another man, who was raising half of his palm towards them. He said it was half because the man refused to even raise his hand higher and lazily stretched out three fingers to make do.
The man holding out three fingers said, "I came here of my own free will."
Zhang Ji and the other boy looked at each other. How could anyone voluntarily participate in such a weird thing?