Chapter 170: Variety: Ready Player One (7)
"The safe player who gets zero votes isβ"
"Xie Qianjin, talk about the manager. β
"Inspector Ye, who is in the role of a detective, is automatically excluded from the scope of suspects. β
Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun, the electronic sound was still continuing, and there was not much suspense left.
"Among the remaining two players, Xu Mingling and Young Master Fu, one player received an absolute overwhelming vote of four votes. β
"He is, Young Master Fu. β
"Next, I will restore the original appearance of the case for you. β
The lights in the central hall dimmed suddenly, and a screen in the direction behind Ye Bei lit up.
It was a video recorded by Fu Nanxun in advance, and Fu Nanxun on the screen pretended to be Young Master Fu, telling the original appearance of the whole thing.
"I am the son of the bank president, Young Master Fu. β
"But I seem to be inherently at odds with those dense financial reports and my family's business, and I feel that I was born to live in the theater. It doesn't matter if I can't sing, I can play the violin. β
"Only in the opera garden is I alive. β
"Three years ago, in order to escape the marriage contract with Miss Xie, I secretly hid my identity in the Peking Theater, although I showed people with a mask every day, and my daily expenses gradually became a little tight, but it was the most lively day in my life. β
"The good times didn't last long, and within a year, I got the news of my mother's death. β
So I hurried home to deal with my mother's funeral and got engaged to the daughter of the Xie family. β
"I became the young master Fu who was dressed in fine clothes and food, and took all the responsibilities that I should bear. β
"A week ago, I learned the real cause of my mother's death, that her sudden death was not accidental, but that it was the result of my father's mistress. She is not only the third aunt of President Fu, but also the manager of the Peking Theater. β
"I have to get her to pay for my mother's life. β
"Last night, I sneaked into the Peking Theater and inserted the heart of Manager Tan from behind with the copper scissors in the theater. He then folded her body and stuffed it into the suitcase found in the West Wing, and then dragged the suitcase into the grass in the courtyard. β
At that moment, there was a noise behind me, and the luthier in the garden witnessed my killing. β
"In order to protect myself, in a hurry, I snatched the silver hairpin from his hand and plunged it into his chest. β
"His mask fell off during the push, and I saw him as he really was. β
"The pianist of the Peking Theater actually has a face exactly like mine. β
"I panicked. β
"I pulled the copper scissors out of Manager Tan's body, scratched his face, and then stuffed the murder weapon back into the suitcase and hid it, and fled. β
After doing all this, I went home and washed the blood off my body, and quietly watched the sky outside the window fade to white little by little. β
"The sun has risen, but my world is still dark. β
I pretended that nothing had happened, changed into a suit, put on cufflinks, went to Xie Mansion to pick up Xie Qianjin, and then entered the Peking Theater with her. β
"On the way, she mentioned to me about the manager, I was a little nervous, did she know something?"
"At half past nine, we arrived at the theater, and Manager Tan was standing at the gate in the same red cheongsam as she had been last night, with her mouth painted with lipstick, and she was smiling at me. β
"I'm panicking, so who did I kill last night? Is it all just a dream?"
"At a quarter past ten, I heard the screams of the manager. The body of the violinist lay cold in the west wing. β
"It's not a dream, I did kill someone. β
"It's just that what I don't know is that the luthier I killed is actually another me. β
"I didn't go home because I missed the news of my mother's death, and I stayed in the theater to play the piano. β
"Yes, I killed myself in that theater garden. β
As soon as Fu Nanxun's words fell, the screen suddenly flashed twice and went black.
The lights in the central hall are back on.
"I now declare that all players have succeeded in reporting it. β
"The MVP of this game is Xu Mingling, congratulations to Xu Chunqiu for winning the title of 'Number One Player'. β
The last shot was left on Xu Chunqiu's body, and he only heard the staff shouting: "Click!"
"Calling it a day, thank you teachers. β
The filming was officially over at this point, and Xie Lang immediately stuck up and hugged Xu Chunqiu's shoulders.
"Be careful, be careful," Xu Chunqiu stretched out his hand to block it, "Be careful of the hairpin poking you." β
Xie Lang didn't take it seriously at all, still grinning and holding her arm.
Tan Xiao said on the side: "As soon as I saw her, I knew that we were absolutely stable in this game." β
Xie Lang owed: "Then if she is the murderer, then won't we be cold?"
"Hey, you kid, why are you still tearing down the stage......"
Talking and laughing and Xie Lang laughed together, Ye Bei was called away by the staff to shoot the advertisement, Fu Nanxun stood in place, looking into the distance a little stunned, and his eyes seemed to have no focus.
"Still thinking about that line just now?" Xu Chunqiu accosted.
"That's not a line," Fu Nanxun clenched his fists, "I chose to make a comeback, didn't I kill the one who played the piano in the theater garden?"
"I'm still doing it wrong. β
Fu Nanxun avoided this topic a little depressed, and instead provoked another conversation: "Do you believe in parallel worlds?"
Xu Chunqiu's answer was very tight: "I believe it." β
"What?"
"Parallel world," Xu Chunqiu replied to him seriously, "I believe in parallel worlds." β
Maybe there is another Xu Chunqiu in the parallel world, maybe she is wandering all over the world, maybe she is content with the status quo and living a comfortable life in a small city, maybe she is very good at reading, maybe she is very good at making money, maybe she is ...... Maybe she is also like herself, through a long time, and met Lu Xiu again.
She traveled here from time and space decades ago, and there was nothing she couldn't accept.
"But I don't believe it. Fu Nanxun said.
"I don't believe in parallel worlds, but I sincerely hope that there is another me. β
"I hope there is another Fu Nanxun, who is in the opera garden step by step, playing the piano, singing, and doing what he has to do. β
Xu Chunqiu said: "Inheriting tradition does not necessarily mean abandoning the path you are taking. β
"The influence and popularity attached to an artist are beyond the reach of amateurs, and you can ...... at the same time"
Fu Nanxun shook his head: "No, we are different. β
"For you, of course you can have both in the entertainment industry and Liyuan Xing, you have that ability. β
"But I can't. β
"For me, it's nothing more than indecision. β
"I thought I could do a good job because I was too greedy. β
Fu Nanxun buried his head and put his hands on his face.
He felt Xu Chunqiu gently pat him on the shoulder.
"Then make yourself stronger," she said. β