My Iyashikei Game Chapter 966: Layer 8 Nightmare Comedian
Chapter 967 The Eighth Floor Nightmare Comedian
Yao Shihua seems to be Yao Yuan's aunt in reality. She knows that Yao Yuan's final fate is to join the death group chat, bewitched by butterflies, and become a murderer.
Perhaps among the shrines of dreams, there are many nightmares experienced by members of the three crimes, a blank sheet of paper smeared with blood, and finally turned into desperate fragments.
They are all materials used by Meng to make a certain item, but Dream has never treated them as human beings.
Yao Yuan's nightmare was fragmented, and his distorted life finally turned into black and white fragments.
This fragment is slightly larger than the cleaner's, and contains deeper despair. Han Fei picked it up, and the fragments and all the dream marks disappeared in his palm.
Darkness enveloped everything. Han Fei successfully led all the players through the seventh-floor nightmare. The figures around him disappeared one by one. After a few seconds, Han Fei suddenly realized that something was wrong!
Before clearing the nightmare, when the dream dissipates, and then open your eyes, you will go directly back to the hospital in the main city. But after all the players returned this time, Han Fei was still shrouded in darkness!
He vaguely saw a twisted and perverted world, where all kinds of nightmares crowded together like black bubbles.
A moment later, the bubbles shattered one by one, and the terrifying nightmare crawled out of them and rushed towards Han Fei.
"Is it because I used the power of other gods to trigger the ghost pattern in the nightmare? Or is it because I used more abilities than the nightmare allows?"
The nightmare did not drive Han Fei out of this distorted world, but prepared to drag him into a certain place.
A large piece of butterfly pattern wanted to appear on Han Fei's body, but the laughing ghost pattern was so domineering that it didn't allow anything to get close, tearing up the butterfly pattern crazily.
The darkness around Han Fei was dispelled, and the familiar gray fog reappeared. Han Fei, who was covered in **** ghost patterns, seemed to be wearing **** clothes. He stood in the middle of the hospital, and the players around him were stunned.
Everyone wanted to come over to express their thanks, but what no one expected was that the gray fog suddenly began to surge at this moment, and an indescribable force grabbed Han Fei firmly.
"The nightmares in the nightmare are just the first step..."
The opponent was so fast that Han Fei had no time to resist, and the force pushed him into the corridor on the left.
Wrapped in gray mist again, that twisted and perverted world appeared before Han Fei's eyes again.
More bubbles began to burst, and countless nightmares drowned Han Fei like a black tide, drilling into the depths of his consciousness.
"The left and right corridors have different nightmares? These nightmares are eating my memory! They want me to forget something!"
Indescribable pain spread all over his body, and Han Fei entered the eighth level of nightmare in a state of confusion.
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"My name is Zhang Beiyi, and I graduated from Xinhu Film and Television University. These two are my roommates. What we bring to you is a self-written and directed sitcom-the reason to live. This work is based on… ..."
"Alright, alright, let's get started!"
There were three young men standing on the simple stage. They were dressed plainly, even a little rustic, with nervous expressions.
Several adults were sitting under the stage. They were very stylishly dressed, with extremely impatient expressions, and they kept urging.
Without lights, sound effects, or any props, the three young people started a funny performance.
Zhang Beiyi plays a young man who is about to commit suicide, the eldest in the dormitory plays the dissuading landlord, and the third child in the dormitory plays the parrot raised by Zhang Beiyi.
Because once Zhang Bei dies, the landlord will not be able to receive the rent in arrears, and the rental house will also become a haunted house, so the landlord wants to keep Zhang Bei away from death, but this seems to be abetting suicide. All kinds of funny things happened between the landlord and Zhang Beiyi on their way to find death.
The theme of the sitcom is to discuss death, but the three young people showed it in a relaxed way, humorous and funny, making people laugh, and finally Zhang Beiyi also gave up suicide.
The basic skills of the three young people are very solid, but some aspects are not natural enough, there are traces of acting, and the baggage is not clean enough, but generally speaking, they are already very good among their peers.
After all the performances, the three of them were sweating profusely. They looked forward to the teachers in the audience.
"The performance is good, and the work is relatively complete, but there is still a lot of room for improvement. You have the strength, but you are still short of finishing." Several teachers exchanged a few words: "Go back and wait for the announcement Let's go."
"Teacher, we have tried many times, can you give us a chance." Zhang Beiyi pleaded: "In the entire 28 games, we don't ask for any ranking, we just want to show our face."
"Do you know how much the TV station costs per minute?" The teacher in the audience smiled: "Go back and wait for the announcement, you still have great potential."
"But..."
"Go back and wait for the notification, don't make me repeat." The teacher changed his face a little quickly: "Next group."
The door was pushed open, and a new group of actors walked in, pushing Zhang Beiyi and the others off the stage.
"I'm sorry, teacher. I'm taking the liberty. I'm sorry." Zhang Bei bowed his head towards the teachers, but no one answered him, and the three young people were taken out by the staff.
Walking out of the "interview" studio, Zhang Beiyi clenched his fists unwillingly: "Isn't it just a sign that we don't have enough money? If we have a film and television company to help with the operation, we still need to participate in his **** activities , strive for the chance to show your face in front of the director?"
"It's been a year, playing tricks, being a stand-in, begging for help everywhere, and participating in various comedy competitions with our works. The funniest of the three of us now is ourselves, and we ourselves are three jokes." The dormitory boss wiped away Ugly makeup on the face: "Will you two go to the daily knot later?"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Beiyi took out his old mobile phone and checked the balance: "The security guard on the night shift did a good job last time. Although twelve hours is relatively long, no one cares about it at night. We can secretly Rehearsal. Third, what do you think?"
"We are actors, did we graduate from college just to be security guards? If I knew this, why would I spend all my parents' money to come to Xinhu to study in this crappy university!" The boss was a little excited, and his voice gradually became louder .
"Boss... did something happen to you? You were also a little absent-minded during the performance just now, and you mispronounced a line." Zhang Beiyi was very sensitive, and he put his hand on the boss's shoulder.
"We have performed five performances this month, apart from playing tricks and the end of the day. Two performances were performed in a small theater that we had the cheek to ask for. The response was mediocre; the remaining three performances were for auditions Being played like a monkey and accompanying him all the way, what is the meaning of this life?" The boss turned and looked at Zhang Beiyi: "Do you really want to continue like this?"
"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Since you want to chase your dreams, you must pay a lot." Zhang Beiyi is not ready to give up: "And I want to change your terminology, not you, but us .”
Waving his hand, the boss took out his mobile phone, on which a relative sent him a photo and a few voices.
His father in the countryside fell to his waist, and because he was worried that it would affect his work, the family never told him, but later when he checked his waist, other diseases were found out.
"I can't keep messing around with you guys."
"Boss, how can all our hard work and dedication be described as nonsense? You know in your heart how much hardship we have endured in this year. Don't you think all of this is nonsense in your eyes? Zhang Beiyi grabbed the boss by the shoulder.
"I don't want to quarrel with you." The boss avoided Zhang Beiyi's gaze: "I admit it, the poor are not worthy of a career that burns money, and the poor are only worthy of those jobs that the poor do."
"You're not an actor anymore?"
"No, I will work hard to earn money in the future. To be honest, I really don't love money, but I don't want my children to be like me in the future, giving up what they like for life." The boss wiped his face With all the makeup on, he stuffed the eyebrow pencil and rental house keys shared by the three of them to the third child: "Maybe the past year is not a nonsense for you, but it is for me."
"Are you leaving today?"
"Think of the show just now as my farewell performance. At least there is a stage there, and there are a few audiences in the audience." The boss seemed to be afraid of hesitation, and walked very quickly, every step was very fast.
Zhang Beiyi and the third child looked at the boss silently, no one tried to stop them, and they didn't say anything else, they knew what the boss said was right.
"The message on the boss's mobile phone was sent two days ago. He knew about it two days ago, but he still chose to help us finish the last show. He should also want to give it a final try. "After leaving the university, Zhang Beiyi learned a lot, such as what if he is not reconciled? Hard work is just the most basic thing.
"Don't stand around stupidly, it's time to go to work!" Zhang Beiyi patted the third child, he was always very optimistic, as if nothing could break him: "For us, it's the last scene together. , must be more meaningful than getting drunk."
Two young people ran out of the "interview" building and arrived at a large venue by bicycle before dark.
After finding the contact person, the two of them immediately went to change into the security uniforms and put on the badges of the staff.
Because the two of them looked good and were taller, they were arranged at the door.
"I've always thought that being handsome is the least of my merits." Zhang Beiyi tidied up his security uniform. The two will definitely succeed. If it doesn’t work, let’s find a female producer, rock-paper-scissors, and the loser will treat himself as a gift. Hahaha, don’t look at me with that trashy look! I’m just kidding of!"
Maybe because he didn't pay much attention, when Zhang Bei turned around, he accidentally ran into a guest and knocked the other party's sunglasses crookedly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Beiyi hurriedly apologized.
"Forget it, you look like students, I guess your monthly living expenses are not enough to repair my sunglasses." , directly ignoring him and walking forward.
Standing up again, Zhang Beiyi slowly let go of his clenched hands, and put a smile on his face again: "We ate and slept in the crew last month, and we spent a total of 170 yuan on living expenses. What kind of big-tailed wolf is in a pair of more than one hundred sunglasses? When I have money, I will buy two sunglasses for one thousand yuan, one for daytime and one for night.”
The work of security guards was boring, but Zhang Beiyi and Lao San both worked hard, until a black car stopped in front of the venue, and a middle-aged man got out of the car.
Seeing the middle-aged man, Zhang Beiyi and the third child lowered their heads at the same time and looked away.
"Zhang Beiyi?" The middle-aged man's eyes were very sharp, and he recognized Zhang Beiyi and the third child immediately: "You two have not heard from each other after graduation, why did you come here to work as a security guard?"
"Hello, Teacher Jiang..." Even though Zhang Beiyi usually has a thick skin, he can't wait to find a place to sneak in at this time. He and the third child are the two students that Teacher Jiang is most optimistic about, and he has great feelings for them. I was looking forward to it, but I didn't expect that the first meeting after graduation would be in this situation.
Perhaps it was caused by self-esteem, Zhang Beiyi hesitated for a moment and said: "We took on a role as a grassroots security guard, so we want to experience it in person."
"Why are you lying to me? The actor still wants to lie to the director?" Teacher Jiang was a little disappointed, but also a little distressed: "You both have my phone number, call when you need it, understand?"
"Understood." Zhang Beiyi stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, trying to pass the test by being cute.
After Mr. Jiang entered the venue, Zhang Beiyi's tense body relaxed. He is handsome and has excellent grades. his catchphrase.
"Third son, I don't really want to be a security guard... How about we commit a crime and go to jail? There are food and housing in place, and if we meet acquaintances, no one will laugh at each other, let alone I don’t know how to compare.” Zhang Bei touched the temporary work permit hanging around his neck, which seemed to be a dog tag given to him by life.
The venue was closed and the security work ended ahead of schedule. In order to prevent meeting Mr. Jiang again, Zhang Beiyi took his third child and hid far away.
The two of them received their daily checks, bought beer cruelly, and drank it with instant noodles and dreams.
"One toast to the boss, you can go at ease! Two toasts to ourselves, we must be very handsome when we don't admit defeat! Three toasts..."
"Don't drink too much, there will be a performance in a small theater tomorrow. Although there is not much to give, actors must face every performance seriously."
Cars passing by on the road, two young people are sitting in a city that does not belong to them, dreaming dreams that only happen when they are drunk.
A few hours later, Zhang Beiyi, who had already returned to the rental house, was awakened by the alarm on his mobile phone. He glanced at his watch and got up immediately: "Third brother! Don't sleep! I suddenly remembered that the boss is gone. His role is vacant, the two of us need someone to play two roles!"
"Let me do it, I've memorized the boss' lines."
Washing and tidying up their appearance, the two rode bicycles to a small theater far away.
Without taking time to rest, they hurriedly started to put on makeup, and then had a very nervous dialogue.
The third child needs to play the role of parrot and landlord, he added costumes to himself, looking weird and ugly.
"It can only be like this now, but the works we created before may have to be rewritten, which is equivalent to overthrowing our own past." Comedy creation is very difficult, and the timing of the jokes needs to be perfectly coordinated to maximize. There are high requirements for the tacit understanding and performance skills of the actors.
"When there is enough time, let's perform it a few more times."
The hands of the clock on the wall went around and around, but Zhang Beiyi still didn't receive the notification. He lay on the window and looked out. Some audience members had already walked out of the theater.
"The show ended early?" Zhang Beiyi opened the door of the dressing room and rushed out. He found the theater staff and said, "Hi, why are so many audience members gone? There is still a show behind!"
"Today is the Xixiao Club's special show, and the next three shows of yours are all to fill in the time." The staff was also very straightforward and told the truth.
"Even if it's just to fill in the time, we will act!" Zhang Beiyi said firmly.
"The key is that the audience of the Xixiao Club is too enthusiastic, and they strongly request the Xixiao Club to perform for a while, and with some interactions in between, they have already taken up your time." The staff spread their hands: "Your I need to ask the boss for the appearance fee, and I don't know about the rest."
"Are you kidding me! Didn't we all agree!" Zhang Bei's voice became louder. At this time, a door next to him opened, and the owner of the theater came out.
After a dry cough, the boss took out two envelopes containing money: "You know that the team has substitutes, right? You are the substitutes, and they are also very important and indispensable."
"But now it's our turn to perform. Our makeup is done!" Zhang Beiyi didn't pick up the envelope.
"Then let me tell you clearly, the audience are all here to watch the performance of Xixiao Club, and no one is interested in you at all." The boss stuffed two envelopes into Zhang Beiyi's hand: "Although the performance The fee is half less than usual, but you haven't acted, so take the money and leave."
"Our new work has been polished for a long time..."
"What's the use of saying a thousand words and ten thousand? No one is watching you!" The boss is also a little annoyed: "If there are people outside the audience who want to see your performance, then I will let you If there is no one, you can take your money and get out!"
The two sides came to a stalemate, and after a few minutes, another staff member ran over: "Boss, just now an audience asked us if there was an actor named Zhang Beiyi who was not on stage? They are still in the audience Wait at the table."
Hearing what the staff said, Zhang Beiyi was overjoyed and pushed the envelope back: "Did you see that! I, Zhang Beiyi, still have a bit of a fan base! You, a big boss, can't take your word for it! "
"It's true that the sun is coming out from the west, and there are people who came to watch your performance?" The boss put away the envelope and signaled the staff to arrange the venue.
Zhang Beiyi happily ran back to the dressing room: "Third brother, get ready to go on stage!"
Knowing that there are fans coming to see him, Zhang Beiyi is very excited, he walks vigorously, chanting his lines, and walked onto the stage with the third child!
Everything was ready, the two of them took their positions, the stage curtain was slowly opened, and the lights shone on the two actors.
Zhang Beiyi was excited to read the first line, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly couldn't make a sound.
There were only two audiences sitting in the entire auditorium. Most of the people who like funny small theaters are young people, but these two audiences have mixed black and white hair, obvious wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, they are plainly dressed, but they bought the first row The most expensive ticket, because it is the closest to the stage.
"Dad, Mom?"
In the empty auditorium, only Zhang Beiyi's parents were sitting.
Zhang Beiyi, who has always been strong and optimistic, seemed to be unable to overcome any difficulties, suddenly felt extremely wronged, his nose was sore, and when he realized it, tears began to flow down uncontrollably.
Unable to say any complete lines, Zhang Beiyi suddenly burst into tears. He was very difficult, and he was also very unwilling. He obviously worked so hard to live, how did it end up like this?
He didn't cry when the boss left~IndoMTL.com~He didn't cry when his dignity was trampled on, and he didn't cry when his mentor saw him looking down, but those squeezed emotions all burst out at this moment.
"Xiaobei, what's wrong with you? My father and mother are here, my son is doing so well!" Zhang Beiyi's parents walked to the side of the stage and hugged him distressedly: "It's okay If you are tired, go home and rest first, we are so good, we can do anything."
Zhang Beiyi's father and mother took him off the stage. The couple comforted Zhang Beiyi and walked out of the theater with him.
The lights shone on the center of the stage, and Lao San was the only one left on the huge stage and auditorium.
He has experienced everything with the boss and Zhang Beiyi, but he has nothing.
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Beiyi still did not come back. The third child walked to the middle of the stage step by step. He was illuminated by the stage lights and spoke slowly.
"My name is Han Fei, and I graduated from Xinhu Film and Television University. What I bring to you is a sitcom-the reason to live. This work is adapted from my personal experience."