Lin Lengye is a director.
She's also a director of terrible movies.
"Then what are you?" a reporter asks.
Lin Lengye has lost count of how many times she's been asked that. She swallows her irritation. "My name is Lin Lengye! Not Lin Leng!"
"Oh..." The reporter puts away the microphone and mutters, "Never heard of you."
That's Lin Lengye for you: an obscure director of terrible movies.
Lately, she's made a wish: that inspiration will strike and she'll write an astonishingly good script.
And as the camera turns, her wish actually comes true.
Through the lens, she sees the life scripts of everyone around her...
From birth to death, they're so exciting! She can't help exclaiming in admiration.
After awakening this ability, she wanders the streets, and in less than twenty-four hours, she's stolen hundreds of scripts and stored them in her head.
What about her own life script?
Sorry, she has an intolerance for suffering. After reading it, she decides she's done.
[Short story - Miscellaneous - No brainpower required - Just writing whatever]
Theme: There is nothing outside the mind; the mind creates all things
