I'm not a theatre god

"Is he serious?"

A judge frowned at the scene, "Is he really going to make Old Sun come out?"

"How is that possible, unless he and Old Sun have colluded in advance..."

"Wait, they really have colluded? Otherwise, why hasn't Old Sun come yet?"

"Are you crazy? Do you know how much Wu Shaohua gave..." A judge paused and shook his head in a low voice, "Absolutely impossible, you all know Old Sun's character, how could he cooperate with such a weird person? And if he really cooperated, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of our own troupe? Old Sun Not that kind of person."

"That's right. Everyone has bad people under their command. How can he jump to any place when he is on the same boat?"

"And this man in red obviously doesn't know the rules. He actually wants to compete with Wu Shaohua in scoring. We don't have the final say on scoring... It seems that he is really a fool."

"I guess Old Sun probably forgot the time while playing with some girl in the room... Humph, wasn't that what happened last time?"

"I want to see how this guy will end?"

"..."

Several judges exchanged ideas quietly, and they were relieved. They looked at Chen Ling on the stage with a little more teasing.

On the stage, Manager Zhou squinted at Chen Ling:

"Okay, how are you going to make him appear?"

Chen Ling pushed out an empty car from behind the curtain and placed it in the center of the stage. He took out a robe from somewhere and gently covered it.

He snapped his fingers under the spotlight, motioning Manager Zhou to come forward.

"Just stand here and keep shaking your robe."

"That's it?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

Manager Zhou glanced at the cart in front of him. He was very familiar with it. It was just an ordinary cart used to transport props in their troupe. There was no secret compartment, only a pungent smell... like gasoline?

He glanced at Chen Ling, his eyes gradually becoming unhappy.

"Are you kidding me?"

At this point, Manager Zhou didn't believe Chen Ling's bullshit magic at all. Maybe this guy was just bored and wanted to have fun with someone. After all, shaking the robe on this empty cart would look stupid in front of the audience!

"Don't dare." Chen Ling smiled, "I made a bet. If I fool you, can you still walk out of this door?"

Manager Zhou frowned slightly. He glanced at Wu Shaohua, who was watching the show with his hands folded, and snorted coldly. In the end, he took the robe from Chen Ling.

Although he didn't know what this guy wanted to do, if he did this to fool himself, he would have a hard time.

Manager Zhou stood in front of the car with a reluctant look on his face, shaking the robe in his hand vigorously. The colorful robe made a rustling sound in the air, dancing in the air like waves.

At the same time, Chen Ling walked to the side of the stage with a smile and gently pressed several switches in the lights.

Pah --

The lights on the stage suddenly went out.

Then a black shadow suddenly fell from the metal frame above the stage and quickly hit the shaking robe below!

Bang -- ! !

"Ahhhh!!"

A low roar sounded, as if a heavy object fell to the ground. Along with Manager Zhou's screams, the dark audience suddenly became agitated!

"What happened??"

"Something fell down??"

"What's going on? Why do I hear the sound of slaughtering pigs?"

"It's Manager Zhou, Manager Zhou is shouting?!"

"..."

Several judges also sat in the dark in shock, not knowing what happened. Just as they were about to do something, the lights became bright again!

A spotlight shone straight down from the sky above the dark stage, blazing and bright like a sword of light pierced from the sky. In the center of this only circle of light, the cart was quietly parked there. Manager Zhou, who was standing next to him, held his broken wrist and wailed in pain.

"Ahhhhh... Damn it... What... What hit me?!"

"You son of a bitch, I knew you had no good reason to ask me to come up..."

Manager Zhou's voice stopped abruptly. Under the vertical illumination of the blazing light column, he saw the scene in front of him clearly...

The colorful robes were now wrinkled and pressed on the surface of the cart. Drops of scarlet blood flowed along the edges and smudged on the surface of the stage... In the center of the cart, a bloated bloody body was crookedly lying there.

It was a man who was tied to death with a rope. There was a small bloody hole on his neck, as if pierced by a sharp weapon. The angry and dead pupils were staring at Manager Zhou, as if they wanted to eat him alive!

The weirdest thing is that his mouth is stuffed full of stuff, and his clothes are bulging everywhere, as if they are filled with something...

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

[Current Expectation Value 60%]

"Ah...Ahhhhhhhh?!!!"

When Manager Zhou saw that familiar face, he was stunned for two seconds, then his face turned pale like a dead person, and he collapsed on the ground and suddenly screamed! !

"Manager Sun? ! ! It's Manager Sun? !!"

"He really showed up... but... but he looks..."

"Dead!! That's a dead person!!"

"Oh my God, he's really dead! It seems like he fell from the shelf on the top of the stage!!"

"What's stuffed in his mouth? It looks so scary!!"

"..."

Unprecedented commotion rang out from the audience. Everyone looked at the stage in horror, their eyes full of astonishment and disbelief, especially the judges in the front row. They could clearly see every part of Director Sun's body. The details, this weird and scarlet scene, undoubtedly gave them a huge psychological impact!

"This... this..." Their eyes widened with empty expressions, as if they had not yet come to their senses.

Just now they were discussing which woman Director Sun was sleeping with, and they were thinking of finding someone to call him right away... The next moment, Director Sun fell from the sky and appeared on the stage!

They asked Chen Ling to bring out Supervisor Sun, and Chen Ling did it;

only,

In ways they never imagined.

"...Brother Lin?"

Li Qingshan was also frightened by this scene. He swallowed, looked away from Director Sun's body, and looked at the red figure standing in front of the stage with a smile... His eyes were full of confusion.

In the corner of the crowd, a girl covered in injuries stared blankly at the stuffed, foul-smelling face on the stage, standing there like a sculpture.

Liu Qingyan had only seen that face not long ago...that ugly, obscene, perverted, and wretched middle-aged face. She would never forget what that face did to her, nor would she forget what he did to her. The ugly mark left on oneself and in one’s soul!

She looked at the painful and distorted face on the stage, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relief in her heart, as if the depression that had been accumulated in her heart just spurted out!

She stood in the dark corner, looking at the body in the beam of judgment,

On her pale face... her smile was as bright as the sun.