I'm not a drama god

"Why doesn't our magic work on him?!"

In the movie world, countless wizards flying in the air looked shocked when they saw the still straight red clothes on the broken earth.

The next moment, they saw the figure slowly raise his hands, aiming at the sky above his head, a pair of scarlet eyes full of teasing, and then his ten fingers suddenly exerted force, as if they were thrust into the void!

Stab-! !

As "Chen Ling" slowly tore apart his hands, the worlds began to twist and break, like a script being slowly torn open, with jagged cracks emerging in the sky and the earth...

Castles, cities, starry skies, mechas... the world that was originally piled on top of him like a layer cake was now like fragile white paper, humming and being torn into pieces bit by bit!

"Oh no, none of this can trap him." Mojiao said in a deep voice.

"The natural enemy of Xi Shen Dao... this is the first time I have heard of it." Ning Ruyu frowned, as if thinking about something, "The natural enemy of Xi Shen Dao is imprisoned in the body of a talented Xi Shen Dao. Moreover, he is also our junior brother in Xidao Guzang..."

Ning Ruyu looked at the silent master beside her, as if she had guessed his intention to accept his junior disciple as a closed disciple.

If this is the case……

"He's out." Luan Mei suddenly said.

boom--

Just a soft sound was heard, and more than ten CDs exploded.

Dressed in red with a black smile on his face, he walked through the debris of CDs on the floor. As he approached, the seats in the theater from different eras shook violently and hit the ground with a thumping sound!

Pairs of illusory scarlet eyes began to appear on these seats, and they kept turning their heads as "Chen Ling" advanced, as if they were watching a wonderful performance.

He walked towards the master with his head down.

[Audience Expectation Value-1]

"Chen Ling."

The master just stood there quietly, watching him walk towards him, "Do you agree with this face?"

This is the first time that the master called "Chen Ling" instead of "Lao Liu". The moment this sentence rang out, it seemed to be mixed with some kind of magic, crazily entering Chen Ling's ears, and exploding in his mind like thunder. ring!

Secret method, [Mantra]!

Om-!

In the dark world, Chen Ling suddenly opened her eyes.

It was as if he had a nightmare, and he was suddenly woken up by his master's voice. Cold sweat broke out on his back... He looked around at the surroundings that had been dyed pitch black, and finally realized what had happened.

My sixth face... is actually the "audience"?

They actually took advantage of this opportunity to intervene in the show before the expectations dropped below 20%? This has never happened before!

"Do you agree with this face?" Chen Ling's mind echoed with her master's words, and she clenched her fists unconsciously.

So far, Chen Ling has continued to rely on performances to maintain expectations. He just doesn't want to be replaced by the audience, and he doesn't want to become a monster who has lost his mind... How can he recognize the audience's face? How is it possible to let a group of malicious viewers control your life?

"No, I don't approve."

Chen Ling took a deep breath, and her melodious singing voice echoed in this world again:

"Heaven and earth are vain, I have no self, Fan Ling is leaning on me, and I have the holy image..."

In this formless and selfless world, his face has been occupied by the "audience". In this case, the only way to resist is to draw his own face as soon as possible to regain control of his consciousness!

As Chen Ling's singing sounded, images of his past experiences began to emerge in the darkness, most of which were from Chen Ling's past before he traveled through time.

His childhood, his growth, his friends, his family, his work... This history of more than 20 years is an important part of Chen Ling's life. The moment these memories appear, Chen Ling... The darkness around him began to recede, and he had a small place to himself.

Only at this moment did Chen Ling understand what the "anchor" the master meant.

But just when Chen Ling was preparing to use this as a basis to compete with the "audience" for control of consciousness, a sudden change occurred!

In the surging darkness, a huge creature quickly sketched out, and endless confusion penetrated Chen Ling's mind, making his mind shake wildly!

"Confused...travel...?"

Chen Ling finally remembered the confused nature that he had forgotten before. He held his head in pain, pain appearing on his face.

He never expected that his confusion would break out at such a critical moment. With the emergence of this question, his memories before "travelling" were almost completely negated, like a domino being toppled, collapsing!

The "anchor" that belonged to Chen Ling before time travel began to break, and his surroundings were shrouded in darkness again. Under the wash of confusion, all his cognitions began to shake.

……

"What's going on? Is my junior brother's face even more ferocious?"

Ning Ruyu was the first to feel the change in Chen Ling's facial makeup and frowned tightly.

[Audience Expectation Value-1]

"Chen Ling" stared at the master, raised his hand in the void, and an invisible curtain was pushed aside.

Seeing this scene, Wen Renyou said in a deep voice, "Oh no! He wants to escape!"

Brother Xi moved at the same time, rushing toward the red dress like lightning, but "Chen Ling" was even faster. With a flick of her eye, her body passed through the invisible curtain and disappeared into the [Performance Area]!

"Where did he go?!"

"He went to the deepest part of the ancient theater!"

"Stop him quickly!!"

Brother Xiwei immediately opened the invisible curtain, and his figures penetrated it one after another, running wildly through the theater, chasing the figure in red!

As everyone left, only the master was left in the [Performance Area]. He stood quietly in his opera robe. After an unknown amount of time, his figure flickered and disappeared without a trace...

At the same time, the opera is hidden deep in ancient times.

An invisible curtain opened in the void, and the red clothes flew across the sky like lightning!

This is a deeper place than the [Text Area], [Performance Area], and [Appearance Area], and it is also the core of the entire ancient opera collection. But the strange thing is that there are no written or video records here, and there are no records. When it comes to anything related to "play", the only thing you can see is boundless desert.

Wind and sand were flying in the air. On the hot and desolate desert, "Chen Ling" moved towards the depths of the pen. After a few seconds, the figures of Ning Ruyu and others also appeared, and they locked on "Chen Ling" almost instantly. Chen Ling" left in the direction.

However, just as they were about to hunt, the master's voice sounded calmly:

"……enough."