entertainment conscience

Chapter 388 [How to Drive Crazy]

2023, April 3.

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

"Dong dong dong..."

The nails were hammered into the coffin bit by bit, and the last crack of the coffin lid was gone, and everything was dark.

Bao Shiyi felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he lay in the coffin like that, wanting to rush out.

He knew he was going to die, but no, he wasn't dead yet, so he shouldn't just lie in the coffin and die.

Bao Shiyi really wanted to make a sound, but he found that his neck seemed to be strangled, and his hands and feet could not move, so he could only watch helplessly as the coffin lid was nailed on like that.

he died.

Dead people cannot speak.

Did he just die like this?
Living in the dark, unable to see everything around him, Bao Shiyi was terrified and desperate. He didn't want to die, just like Shen Ming, he didn't want to die.

He is still so young, he hasn't held a wedding with Zhou Yun, and hasn't heard Xiaoxiao call his father, how could he die.

No, no, absolutely not.

Bao Shiyi's whole body seemed to be nailed into the coffin and he couldn't move, but he tried his best to grab and tear, trying to break free from the hand of Death.

……

"Eleven, eleven?"

Zhou Yun's voice came from next to his ear, and Bao Shiyi suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a dazzling light in front of him, and Zhou Yun's concerned gaze.

Sitting next to Bao Shiyi, Zhou Yun saw Bao Shiyi was sweating profusely, and asked, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Having nightmares?
Bao Shiyi came back to his senses and sat up slowly. He has now returned from attending Shen Ming's funeral.

He is not dead yet, he has not died like Shen Ming, lying in a coffin, sealed, and then buried.

Zhou Yun wiped the sweat from Bao Shiyi's forehead, and saw that Bao Shiyi seemed to be sweating on his back, and asked, "What nightmare did you have? Sweating so much, you scared me like that just now."

"Sorry……"

Bao Shiyi's voice was low and hoarse, and he looked at Zhou Yun with a trace of apology.

Zhou Yun looked at Bao Shiyi, thinking that Bao Shiyi had been working hard before because of Shen Ming's matter, and now that Shen Ming is still gone, it's no wonder that Bao Shiyi felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help saying: "Do you want to change clothes?" ?”

Bao Shiyi got out of bed and said directly: "I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed first, you still have class tomorrow."

Zhou Yun looked at Bao Shiyi's back and frowned slightly. She didn't know how to make Bao Shiyi feel better. She didn't know why she always felt a little uncomfortable when Bao Shiyi said sorry to her.

For her, meeting Eleven is the best thing.

So, don't say sorry.

In Zhou Yun's heart, the moment she met Bao Shiyi, her life changed. Everything she saw, heard, felt, and seen began to become colorful, and the whole world became picturesque.

……

In the bathroom, the water from the Yuba rushed down.

The steaming water just slashed across Bao Shiyi's face like that. If possible, Bao Shili really hoped that the water could wash away all the news he knew about death.

Death is terrible, but waiting to die is even more terrible.

Bao Shiyi admired himself more and more. He has not collapsed yet, and he has not been driven crazy by the approaching death day. This may be because the death date seems to be far away from him, and there is still a period of time.

Perhaps, when he was really about to die, he would really drive himself crazy.

If he could, he would rather choose not to know anything, just to live a normal life, and then die suddenly, caught off guard, everything before he reacted, he didn't need to be afraid, he didn't need to worry, he didn't need to feel pain and despair.

Perhaps, he was really about to be driven crazy, about to collapse.

Especially when I saw Shen Ming crying and telling him that he didn't want to die, and ended up lying like that in the cold coffin to end everything.

Such a young life, everything has just begun, waiting for death to come.

"How can it be, how can it be!"

As Bao Shiyi murmured, the water rushed towards him, his heart was not calm, he couldn't just die like that.

Absolutely not!

There was no stronger thought than this moment. Bao Shiyi didn't want the nightmare he just had to become a reality in the end, and he just died in the coffin like that.

The breath of negative energy just kept rising. It was obvious that when he came out of the bathroom, he looked at Bao Shiyi in the mirror. Bao Shiyi didn't realize that there was a hint of hysterical madness in his eyes, which was the despair that had been suppressed all along. .

If someone dies because his work is really desperate, the negative energy value collected must be very large.

If he didn't stop Shen Ming at the beginning, and let Shen Ming commit suicide because of despair in his heart after reading his works, the negative energy value generated by that despair suicide must be very terrifying, very impressive, maybe it will be endless despair value.

That way he can live forever.

Bao Shiyi just looked at himself in the mirror, looking at the bald self. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he looked like Voldemort in "Harry Potter".

Bao Shiyi looked at himself in the mirror, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his smile was cold and heartless, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"You shouldn't have saved him!"

"Yes, I shouldn't have saved him, I should have let him die, let him die out of despair."

……

"Do you remember Zhou Jie?"

"You should thank Zhou Jie, he wants to kill you, that hatred value is the hatred value that wants to kill you, it is the hatred about death, you should go to people like Zhou Jie, and let them hate you to death You, whether because of your works or because of your people, make them want to kill you, but they can't kill you, so you can survive."

"Hate value, they read my work, want to kill me?"

……

"Death in despair, killing intent and hatred, the more negative energy you have, the better, it will definitely keep you alive, so you shouldn't save Shen Ming, he is going to die."

Bao Shiyi murmured like that, but in the next second——

"Snapped"

Bao Shishi slapped himself to wake himself up. The readers really died of despair after reading his works and chose to commit suicide. He should stop it.

Yes, he should have stopped it.

Although Shen Ming died in the end, he didn't change anything, but at least some things were different.

"Eleven, thank you, thank you for allowing me to live for so long, really thank you."

"You are a good person, and there will be good rewards. If there is really a heaven after death, if I can really go to heaven, I will bless you in heaven."

He didn't go to heaven, he went to the coffin, to the hell of death.

Bao Shiyi didn't think there would be a heaven in the end, it was just a self-deceiving lie, and the final ending was to be sealed in a coffin.

"what--!"

Bao Shiyi really felt that he was about to be driven crazy.

But what to do, he can't go on like this!
……

……

Liucheng, Nanzhong University.

"In fact, the depression and anxiety we often talk about, although there are physical reasons, especially the nervous system that we need to pay attention to, most of them are psychological and spiritual. The most common mental activity disorders are anxiety, terror, Hallucinations, delusions, excitement, depression, conduct disorder, and inability to adapt to the social environment. There are actually many causes of these, such as high pressure, living environment, and the things we face..."

In the classroom, while packing up the textbooks, the lecturer said, "I'm just briefly mentioning these. If you are interested, you can learn more about it outside of class."

"Okay, let's stop here for today."

Following the teacher's words, the classroom soon lost its previous tranquility, and the students who were originally sitting either went out one after another, or chatted with the students around them.

Seeing that Zhou Yun was still taking notes, Xia Yi couldn't help asking curiously: "Zhou Yun, why do you feel that you are not in a good mood recently?"

When Zhou Yun heard Xia Yi's words, she shook her head. In fact, it was not her who was in a bad mood, but her husband Bao Shiyi. Although Bao Shiyi tried his best not to let that negative emotion appear, Zhou Yun could still feel that Bao Shiyi Sometimes emotions are wrong.

Especially because of Shen Ming's incident recently, Bao Shiyi has been in a bad mood.

"No, I'm fine."

Xia Yi didn't ask too much, but instead asked: "What about Eleven? Shen Ming died of illness. He must be very sad on Eleven. He has done so much for Shen Ming, and he doesn't want Shen Ming to commit suicide. He made a movie for Shen Ming. Courage, but in the end Shen Ming died... well, how is he doing now on Eleven?"

Hearing Xia Yi ask this question, Zhou Yun showed a smile on her face, and said, "You guys know him very well, he is indeed in a bad mood because of Shen Ming, but don't worry, he has been preparing a new work recently."

"really?"

When Xia Yi heard Zhou Yun's words, her eyes lit up instantly, and she asked anxiously, "What story? Zhou Yun, you must know what his new work is about."

The other students who were sitting beside heard the news of Bao Shiyi's new work also gathered together, full of anticipation and curiosity to ask Zhou Yun.

"It's really worthy of the [-]th. Every time we don't have to wait for a long time, there will be new stories."

"Yeah, yeah, although most of them are sad stories, they are really exciting. I don't know what Eleven will write this time? I really hope he can write a love story, even if it's like "I'm Sorry, I Love You" The tragedy, I like it very much."

"I hope he writes suspenseful reasoning. Of course, Zhou Yun, you tell your husband for me, no matter what he writes, I will support it."

It should be said that no matter who believes that they will not be calm when they hear news about Bao Shiyi's new work, because everyone will look forward to it and want to know what Bao Shili will write in his next work.

Even if it is a tragedy, it is so unstoppable.

……

……

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

"Eleven, you can't write like that, and you absolutely can't write like that in the end!"

Xu Qi looked anxious, his eyes were full of anxiety, and said anxiously: "How can you write such a good story like this, it's not right at all."

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Bao Shiyi didn't care about Xu Qi's anxiety at all, and couldn't help saying, "Don't you think this story is very exciting?"

Xu Qi stood up, took Bao Shiyi's manuscript, and said directly: "This story is wonderful, really wonderful, just like the "Harry Potter" you wrote back then, it is really another magical book , but in the end, how could you let Edward bite Bella to death."

Thinking of the ending written by Bao Shiyi, Xu Qi went crazy inside. He was really indescribably aggrieved, depressed, desperate, angry, and even had the urge to stab the author to death.

No, it wasn't a stabbing to death, it should be like the hero killing the heroine, killing Bao Shili fiercely!

Xu Qi grabbed the manuscript of "The Twilight Saga" in his hand, and he really wanted to go berserk and leave.

Thinking of Xu Qi's astonishing negative energy value on the light curtain panel, Bao Shiyi took a deep breath.

Yes, that's how it feels!

Bao Shiyi felt that only by seeing the huge negative energy value could he feel the hope of living, and the confidence to challenge the god of death, and said: "Vampires suck blood, feel the smell of fresh blood, do you think he can stop come down?"

"Yes, yes, Edward will definitely be able to do it, because of true love, because he loves Bella, it is impossible for him to drain Bella's blood."

Xu Qi looked anxious, and sat directly beside Bao Shiyi, as if she was Edward, and she promised that she would never drain Bella's blood.

But what to do?
Even if Edward didn't suck Bella's blood, he would have to suck Bella's blood this time.

……

Bao Shiyi looked at Xu Qi and shook his head, and said: "Aunt Xu, you are so naive, I didn't expect you to be so naive, as innocent as those little girls, vampires suck human blood, this is how wolves eat sheep, sheep eat The law of grass, this is the more ancient and unchanging truth."

"Do you want the wolf to let go of the sheep that is already in its mouth? Aunt Xu, do you think this is possible?"

He is a wolf and a vampire now, and he wants to take revenge on the society fiercely like this, and he must take revenge on the society in an international and fierce way like "Harry Potter" back then.

When Xu Qi heard Bao Shiyi's words, he was so angry that he said directly: "Eleven, you are just arguing, it is not the same thing at all, the true love between Edward and Bella can change everything, the final ending should not Is such that."

Bao Shiyi recited the "Meditation Mantra" silently in his heart, kept chanting, tried to calm himself down, looked at Xu Qi, and said in a serious voice: "I am the author of this story, so there is a reason why I wrote it like this. "

Xu Qi didn't expect that Bao Shiyi had decided on such an ending, and he refused to change it no matter what.

She is an editor, and she rarely asks the author to change the plot, and usually only makes suggestions, but this time she is really not a suggestion, but please and hope.

She was really driven crazy by Bao Shiyi.

"Eleven, you will really drive your readers crazy!"

"Such an ending, I... I was so pissed off by you when I saw it, you might as well not write this final ending."

"Crazy?"

Bao Shixi suppressed the madness in his heart, and said ruthlessly——

"Then drive them crazy!"

(End of this chapter)