131 Weird Theater 2

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"No problem! Let's get started!"

The dean glanced at her deeply and said, "The test is judged based on the audience's scores. Only those who reach the passing line will be considered to have passed."

Sang Mian: "Are there any audiences?"

"Of course, there is no theater without audiences." The dean raised his lips slightly, "You must perform with your heart. The audience is very picky. Actors who fail will stay in the theater forever until they pass or die."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Sang Mian's eyes were as determined as if he wanted to join the party: "I can't wait!"

The dean slightly turned sideways, revealing a passageway on the side of the stage, "Go on stage and perform when you are ready."

Sang Mian frowned: "Don't you need costumes and makeup props?"

The dean's eyebrows flew, "No need, our theater has the most advanced technology, which can make the audience feel as if they are in the scene."

“Okay.” Sang Mian looked towards the passage. It was a huge stage. The front of the stage was completely blocked by a red velvet curtain. There was no sign of high technology at all.

She suddenly felt a little nervous. This was the first time in her life that she performed on stage, and she felt like she had social phobia.

"Go straight to the stage?"

The dean smiled and said, "Yes, go ahead."

Sang Mian lifted her foot and slowly walked towards the stage. The moment she stepped onto the stage, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, as if countless electronic screens were spinning and reorganizing in front of her eyes. The flickering fragments of the images made her eyes sore.

The strange scene lasted for three minutes before it gradually stabilized and froze in a ward. Her clothes turned into a blue and white hospital gown.

Besides her, there were two other patients in the ward, a little girl and a little boy.

The little girl looked about 17 or 18 years old, with an expression that was not in line with her age. She said in a slow and childish voice: "Sister, are you crazy too?"

Her voice sounded like a child's, and if it weren't for her innocent face, Sang Mian almost thought she was cursing.

Fortunately, Sang Mian reacted quickly. Everything in front of her, including the patients, was a process of performing a script, and she also had to integrate into the role!

So she put on a kind smile on her face: "Little sister, I'm not sick~" A qualified mental patient will not admit that he or she is sick.

The little girl said blankly: "Why are you here if you are not sick? Mom said that only sick children need to be hospitalized."

"Your mother lied to you." Sang Mian said the worst words in a pleasant voice: "Your mother doesn't want you anymore, little friend, you have been abandoned~"

The little girl was stunned. She looked at Sang Mian as if he was a monster, and then burst into tears.

The little boy on the bed inside saw her crying and started to sing happily: "There is only one good mother in the world! Children with mothers are like treasures! Children without mothers are like weeds!" He danced while singing and looked very happy.

Sang Mian thought that the actors’ acting skills were very good and each one of them amazed her. They were truly professional actors.

She tried to pout in the boy's direction: "Hey! Do you know where Dr. Ke is?"

The boy was still singing "Only Mother is Good in the World" and ignored Sang Mian. His voice was so high that it seemed as if he would not stop until his throat was broken.

It seems that there is no hope to rely on these two actors. Sang Mian sits on the bed thinking about countermeasures. Her goal is to make Dr. Ke fall in love with her through superb acting and escape the clutches of Dr. Ke who is resurrecting his deceased wife. According to the dean's suggestion, the important characters in this performance are the male lead, the female lead and the witch.

Sang Mian sat cross-legged on the hospital bed with her chin supported by her hands. Performance was particularly important. First, she had to act like a psychopath, and second, she had to meet Dr. Ke.

As for how to interpret mental illness, Sang Mian smiled slightly, she already had an idea.

Amid the increasingly intense crying and singing in the ward, she happily pushed the door and left. The corridor was peaceful. Some patients were squatting in the corner drawing little turtles, some were grinning, and some were reciting poems aloud. Sang Mian couldn't help but sigh that it was a very friendly scene.

Generally speaking, patients who can move around in a mental hospital are not aggressive. She casually pulled a patient who was squatting on the ground pretending to be a mushroom and asked, "Where is Doctor Ke?"

The mushroom patient screamed, shrank into a ball in fear, and covered his head with his hands: "Ahhh! I'm not ripe! Don't pick me!"

Sang Mian: “…” She shouldn’t have held out hope for a mentally ill patient. Her eyes became fierce. It seemed that she would have to use some abnormal means to pry information out of the actor’s mouth.

"My fellow Taoist, please do not disturb others' cultivation." When Sang Mian rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take action, an old man with white hair and a sage-like demeanor suddenly appeared between the two of them: "My fellow Taoist, you have too much anger in your heart. Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now."

"You call pretending to be a mushroom cultivation?" Sang Mian impatiently stretched out her hand to push the old man away. After she tried, she found that she couldn't push him away. The old man was as motionless as a mountain.

Wow, I didn’t know the old man was a martial artist!

"Everyone has his or her own path to becoming an immortal. What you think in your heart is the embodiment of your practice, and mushrooms are no exception." The old man smiled slightly: "Do you know the universe? There are multiple parallel time and space in the universe, which contain diverse life philosophies and paths to becoming immortals. Zeus told me that mushrooms' practice is correct."

Sang Mian held his forehead helplessly: "Uncle, you are a Taoist friend, a Buddha, and Zeus, and you are a cultivator and the universe. May I ask if you are a Taoist or a Buddhist? A materialist or an idealist?"

"It doesn't matter. Fellow Daoist, you haven't figured out the mystery yet." The old man stroked his beard and said, "I'm only telling you, do whatever you want to do, don't be bound by the common sense of reincarnation, break the obsession in your heart, and Zeus will guide you."

After listening to the old man's illogical teaching, Sang Mian laughed in anger: "Okay, you are capable, right? Tell me what guidance did Zeus give me?"

The old man paused for a moment, then said with a barely perceptible smile: "I feel it, listen."

After the old man finished speaking, the hospital loudspeaker broadcast a mechanical announcement: "Ding-ling-ling! Good morning, dear patients! It's time for our treatment again. Please line up and go to the clinic for treatment! The Weird Mental Hospital sincerely hopes that every patient will be discharged as soon as possible and live a happy life!"

Sang Mian frowned. Could this be considered guidance from Zeus?

Wait! Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind. Doctors are there to treat illnesses. She could find Dr. Ke by going to the clinic for treatment.

Sang Mian was just about to say that the old man did have something, but when he turned around, he saw that the old man was gone.

She scratched her head in confusion: "Where is the old man just now?"

The patient who played the role of the mushroom got up from the ground tremblingly, his tone was anxious and terrified: "I need treatment, but I don't want it... I am an immature mushroom, and the treatment will wither..."

After saying that, he turned and ran.

Sang Mian discovered that it was not just her, other patients in the corridor also had faces full of fear. After hearing the broadcast, everyone seemed anxious and uneasy. Some ran back to the ward, some fell on their heads and fell to the ground. The air was filled with screaming and noisy running around.

Sang Mian thought thoughtfully, they are afraid of treatment, is the treatment in a mental hospital very painful?

At this time, a fat nurse appeared out of nowhere with her own special effects. She was seen leading the mushroom patient with one hand and with the other hand on her waist. She looked as ferocious and terrifying as Ms. Puff in the SpongeBob cartoon. She roared, "Try to run again! I'll peel off your skin! Everyone in the ward, come out and line up for treatment! Don't wait for me to pull you out one by one!"

After the fat nurse came on stage, the whole place fell silent. Even the old Taoist friend showed up. All the patients looked as wilted as eggplants hit by frost.

Sang Mian thought that the fat nurse's appeal was even more powerful than that of a pyramid scheme. The scene was chaotic for a while, and the little girl and boy in the same ward with her also came out with pale faces to line up.

There were still tears on the little girl's face, and the little boy was covering his mouth with his eyes wide open like fish eyes, afraid that he would not be able to help singing.

The sad little girl passed by Sang Mian and muttered, "Just wait, I won't electrocute you to death later."

Sang Mian: “?” Her strong physique allowed her to grab the little girl’s collar and pull her in front of her.

Little girl: “?”

The two stared at each other. The little girl said, "...Are you sick? Put me down."

Sang Mian gave a friendly smile: "What did you just say? Electricity or not? Does the treatment require electricity?"

The little girl twisted her neck, her voice still childish: "I won't tell you."

Sang Mian sighed softly. Children nowadays are just very temperamental. Look, they are holding a grudge because of what happened just now.

She straightened the little girl's neck, slowly put her ear to her, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't you want to know what kind of mental illness I have? Let me tell you, I have mania, and I can kill people when I'm sick. Your little arms and legs will break with a slight pull, right? Do you want to try it?"

The little girl said with a gloomy face: "You dare." This is just acting, you can't really kill someone, right?

"What? What are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary mental patient." Sang Mian blinked his eyes: "It's not against the law to kill someone!"

She mouthed to the little girl, "Don't let your guard down. Act well and keep up the excellent acting skills."

The little girl took a deep breath. She had worked in the theater for many years and played many roles. She had never met a heroine who acted so illogically. She actually wanted to attack her colleagues! Is this a human being?

"Electroconvulsive therapy." The little girl bit her back teeth and said word by word, "Can you let me go?"

Sang Mian: "What is electroconvulsive therapy?"

The little girl pointed at her head and said with a wry smile: "Just use electric current to shock your sister's brain. The therapeutic effect is very good. Your mania will definitely be cured!"

After listening to the little girl's description, Sang Mian felt a headache. This thing might electrocute people, right? Although it was acting, the theater must be serious. After all, Bai Yueguang's script was so heart-wrenching, other scripts wouldn't be much better.

She frowned and thought of the White Moonlight script. She didn't know what happened to Xiaoqing and Tangtang. Don't choose the White Moonlight script, it's so disappointing.

"What are you two doing?" The fat nurse stared at him with dead eyes, "What are you doing? Get in line!"

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw the fat nurse. She pouted and burst into tears, pointing at Sang Mian while crying: "Wow! Someone is trying to kill someone! It's so dangerous! Come and save me, woooo, help! Someone is having a seizure!"

The nurse's face immediately turned cold, and her tone was chilly, "I knew you were dishonest. You're sick again, right?" She threw the mushroom patient to the ground and rushed to Sang Mian's position with her fat body, "Come with me to get treatment. You will be the first one today!"

【Author’s words】

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