absurd deduction game.

Chapter 687 Change the plot
The narration temporarily disappears.

The melodious and soft singing came from the empty courtyard, the voice was ethereal, and the voice was amazing.

Yu Xing blinked, and looked at the singing place a little dullly, and could vaguely see a figure in complicated costumes in the farthest corridor.

The blue tiles of Zhulou form a picture scroll by itself, and the swaying long-sleeved opera singer is like the only vivid embellishment in the picture scroll.

Yu Xing walked over subconsciously, stopped when passing the drawing board, and looked at the drawing paper.

I saw exactly such a scene depicted on the drawing paper, the beauty with long sleeves dancing, showing a bright smile at him, frost and snow melting into water, sparkling.

He seemed to be able to recall himself sitting in front of the easel, finishing the painting stroke by stroke with a smile on his face.

This is what I drew?
Did I draw him?

Yu Xing reached out to pick up the painting, feeling an urge to tear it up.

Has he really painted actors here before? He doesn't remember that, but now he's not sure.

Perhaps during the time when he was a young master, he was really free. It was normal for him to play with actors every day and draw a few pictures for him, but the composition of this picture was different from his habit, maybe...

Before Yu Xing's thoughts deviated from the composition, the figure who was dancing in the corridor in the distance was already close at hand.

The soft and soft voice conveyed the gentleness of dealing with the vicissitudes of life. The actor, who only wore costumes and no makeup, raised his hands in front of him: "Ah Xing, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that this painting is not finished." Yu Xing tilted his head and said, "Why didn't I draw you to death?"

The actor in front of him was slightly taken aback.

Then, the actor who has a gentle personality and never argues seems to understand: "Does Ah Xing like incomplete beauty?"

"Beautiful things are poured in a pool of blood. The regrets and contrasts at that time can indeed make a work with higher artistic attainments. If Ah Xing wants to paint, then let's paint. I don't care."

The actor bowed: "Our young master has studied abroad, so he shouldn't shy away from anything... let's draw, Axing."

Yu Xing was shocked for a while, and didn't want to paint at all.

He stared at the actor in front of him without a word, just like the plaster statue with Zhao Yijiu's face, the actor's face was also blurred, as if covered with a layer of mosaic.

But this has no effect on his cognition, he can see the real surface through that layer of mosaic, if he doesn't pay special attention, he won't even feel that something is wrong.

[This is the villain your movie needs. 】

The narration suddenly appeared again, reading seriously.

[The perfect young master has an ambitious friend, which makes the movie interesting.Let's continue filming. Next, the young master's family members will die one by one, and everything the young master owns will be burned to ashes by a fire. 】

[Then, the main line of the movie is there. The young master wants to start revenge. He keeps looking for ways to revenge, and finally kills the damned villain himself to comfort those lost things. 】

[Yu Xing, do you understand?All the strange and absurd things you have experienced would not have existed in this world. They were all scripts made for you by an unreliable screenwriter. 】

[There is no deduction from the beginning to the end, no broken scenes, you are just the protagonist of a movie. 】

Viruses are trying to tamper with cognition.

For a moment, Yu Xing almost believed the words of the narrator—he was being affected by forgetting and distortion all the time, which made him remember that he was sitting in the auditorium one second, but the next second he forgot how he could appear here.

But after all, he possesses the power of the curse, and his own constitution is not weaker than this virus, so he naturally has resistance. Even if he lets the virus play freely, he will always wake up.

The virus wants him to think that he is really the protagonist of a movie. Is it only because he has awakened his consciousness that he fantasizes about so many things that will happen a hundred years later?
"Ah Xing, why are you stunned again?" There was a trace of doubt on the actor's face, and then he sighed with some sympathy, "Is it because you are too tired from studying recently, why don't you go to rest, I think you have lost weight recently A lot."

Yu Xing's memory was split into two parts.

Part of him clearly remembers what the actor did, so he also resents and loathes the actor transformed by the virus in front of him.

In the other part, his memory only goes back to when he was friends with the actor, and he was a little embarrassed to face the actor's concern.

The two kinds of memories were piled up together, which made Yu Xing stunned for a moment.

Narrator——

[The young master's hesitation caught the actor's attention. Today's young master didn't smile and chat with him as usual. Will the actor advance his plan because of this? 】

[Or... Yu Xing, you are already a mature protagonist, and you have to learn to create your own plot. Now you have an opportunity in front of you. If you kill the actor now, everything will be different in the future. 】

[Don't you want to throw away a ridiculous script given by a ridiculous screenwriter?Now is the opportunity, Yu Xing, change everything! 】

change all that.

As long as it is changed at the very beginning, all subsequent pain will be wiped out.

A voice whispered in Yu Xing's mind.

He can change the script.

No longer performing such painful horror scripts.

He might be able to switch to romance scripts, comedy scripts, celebrity autobiographical scripts, and then have a happy life—even if he is just a fake character, he can also have a fake world that is more satisfying to him.

Is not it good?This is the only chance.

If you change the plot, the audience will also love to watch it, and there will always be audiences who love to watch it.

Yu Xing reached out and grabbed the actor's neck.

The palm is warm to the touch, and the twitching meridians under the actor's skin are so alive.

Sudden attack, the perfect mask of the actor in front of him suddenly cracked, begging softly: "Ah Xing...young master...did I say something wrong? If there is something about me that makes you feel unhappy Please spare my life too, young master!"

"Still pretending?" Yu Xing tilted his head, "Shouldn't you be able to escape from my hand casually? Shouldn't you be able to kill me with one finger? You pretend to be this character and stay in Yu's house, no Just to let me taste the pain and resentment, and then take me away and become a container for your experiment?"

One after another, secrets that should not be known to him now were thrown out, and the actor gradually stopped struggling.

A few seconds later, the actor's face became grim, and there was a hint of joking and interest in his brows and eyes.

"How do you know this, Xing?"

"Did someone tell you?"

"Did Hua Subai tell you? Or did you meet someone else behind my back... That person made me a little angry."

The actor really exposed his villain nature.

A shocking aura emanated from the actor, bringing a burning sensation to Yu Xing's hands.

The narrator whispered in Yu Xing's ear.

[You have changed the plot, our protagonist will encounter twists and turns ahead of time.Great isn't it?Yu Xing, it’s time to turn into a battle royale script next, and realize that the actor whose plan was known in advance is going to kill all your family members, let this secret rot in your stomach, maybe he will kill you too. 】

(End of this chapter)