【Exclusive from Jinjiang】Hospital is full of joy (revised dialogue)

[…My life is actually quite dull.]

Below the podium, countless similar faces looked up, and expectations that seemed like copies and pastes weighed down Mei Huayue like a mountain.

However, in this extremely depressing environment, probably no one could understand except Luo Shiqin who was standing at the end of the empty conference room.

Compared to the cheerful language in the main text of the previous abnormal life book, the latest chapter of "Hiduoduo Hospital Survival Rules" uses a full 3,000 words to describe the protagonist's inner thoughts.

To be honest, if this were a fast-paced online novel, such a slow and even somewhat sad inner monologue would not be able to attract readers at all.

But, at this moment.

Not only Luo Shiqin, but even the readers in the comment section calmed down and read carefully this long and seemingly "lengthy" text.

[Compared to my college classmates who have become company employees, or my high school classmates who show off their success in their friend circles, and sometimes my junior high school classmates who are married and have children...my life is dull.]

[I followed my parents’ arrangements and studied from kindergarten to college. I followed my parents’ arrangements to meet blind dates. I also followed my parents’ arrangements and found a stable job close to home.]

[It seems that there is nothing wrong with this. My work and rest schedule is very regular, and my income is very stable. I occasionally contact my family and regularly report to them that I am doing well.]

[…But I always feel like something is missing in my life.

I feel empty all the time.

Therefore, I fell in love with reading. 】

[It is actually a little different. After all, in the past, when I was reading, I just regarded the text as a story. I just listened to these stories, sighed, and then moved on.]

[…But suddenly one day, I saw a news report.]

[XXX, female, 19 years old, was found in the basement of the bathroom in the house after being missing for three days. She died in a miserable state...]

[I think I must have seen similar news reports countless times.

But today, on such an ordinary day, when I looked at the screen of my mobile phone, even though it was blurred, I could still see the scarlet face of a person, and my brain exploded. 】

[Perhaps she did something bad, so she was retaliated against; perhaps she seduced someone, so she was killed; perhaps she has a bad character, so she was ostracized——

The victim lived very close to me, and amid the hustle and bustle, I easily heard all the rumors about her.

But she didn't, I know that very well.

I have seen her smile as she walked hand in hand with her friends, I have seen her kindly helping people stranded on the roadside, I have seen her happily texting me on her phone saying -

"Next time you come back, let's go to the movies together!"

She did nothing. She was just like me, a girl who was arranged, trapped in rules and regulations, and extremely obedient.

She is my childhood friend.

Today, she appeared on TV.

In a way that I had never expected. 】

Luo Shiqin raised her head and looked at Dr. Mei Maobing, who was speaking loudly at the podium at the other end of the conference room.

From the moment she met [Meihua Y] online, Luo Shiqin had never seen such an emotional side of her pen pal.

[Plum Blossom Y] is always "passionate, positive, brave and fearless", just like her pen name, like the red plum blossoms bearing the snow in winter, proudly blooming in the cold winter, and is the most dazzling one among the ice and snow.

Luo Shiqin was sure that the pen pal she met was not someone else, and this was the only thing that could explain such a big change in the pen pal's actions and mentality.

[At that moment, my heart felt like a meteorite had smashed a big hole through it.

I heard a lot of speculation about her from the outside world, but I couldn't refute it.

I am shy, timid, introverted, and dare not question.

At that moment, when my childhood friend was slandered, I couldn't even make a sound.

So sad.

And then, I saw my own face in that report. 】

Luo Shiqin: …?

She blinked and frowned, feeling that there was something odd about this matter.

But soon, [Meihua Y] gave a reasonable answer.

[…Not only in that article, I also saw my face in many places.

I am a 19-year-old girl who was stalked and killed, I am a woman who was sexually harassed while eating out late at night, I am a woman whose hopes were killed by comments from head to toe -

I am watched by the 'rules', I am bound by the 'rules', I am... wiped out by the 'rules'.

But now, I still follow it. 】

Luo Shiqin changed her posture, adjusted her now somewhat stiff limbs, and then continued to look at the words in front of her.

[…But do I really have to follow it?

Should I follow their thoughts, be the same as others, and splash water without knowing right from wrong on my childhood friend - on an innocent victim like her?

Become a 'normal, ordinary person' and blend in with the crowd.

[Sailaolao] said: “Isn’t that certain?”】

Luo Shiqin:?

She looked blankly at the pen name that suddenly appeared in the text and asked a question.

Did she agree with any of this???

【[Sailaolao]: "Of course, we'll just blow their heads off! I support you, come on!"

The pen pal on the other end of the network naturally typed it and sent it to me.

"What are you questioning? You are a normal person!"

...Yes, I am a normal person.

My thoughts and ideas are also those of a normal person.

[Sairolo]: "I don't know what new setting you are thinking of, but for this kind of plot, the protagonist doesn't have to put himself in a dilemma at all - because the protagonist is also a 'common person'."

Yes.

Why do we have to be obsessed with fitting in?

Are people called the masses simply because there are many who share the same opinion?

I don't know, but what my pen pal said seems to be right.

I decided to give it a try.

[My childhood friend is two years younger than me. He is studying at a university in another area of ​​the city. The distance is not too far, just across a bridge.

I went to the university where my childhood friend studied, as a 'novel material UP host' - I know this identity is strange, but my pen pal said that as long as you are thick-skinned enough, all materials will flow to you like water.

I firmly believe this.

Facts have proved that my pen pal was right.

I met my childhood friend’s classmates and club friends at this university, and I learned about her life at this school.

She is still a passionate and hardworking girl.

Her friends at university were shocked by what I told them.

I didn't know what to do, but after telling them what happened to my childhood friend after his death, I felt like the blockage in my throat was finally freed.

But it's not enough.

"——If that's the case, isn't this too pitiful for the junior?! Why would someone who doesn't understand her make up stories about her like this? Don't you feel guilty?!"

Many childhood friends expressed their anger.

So I said:

"Let's rehearse a play."

A play adapted from real events. 】

My proposal is not a spur-of-the-moment one.

Although Haibin City is not a big city as it is a coastal city, it attracts many tourists every summer.

Therefore, every August, the city holds an open-air art drama.

We rehearsed for three months, going through the preliminary rounds, the re-selection and finally the final round.

It's hard to imagine how we do this.

During that play, my heart rate reached an all-time high—

Hard work pays off and we got third place.

It’s not that I don’t care about the success of my efforts, but what I care most about is that the truth has been told to countless people.

After that day, the discussion about childhood friends was finally completely changed.

But I still feel it's not enough.

There was still a foreign object blocking my throat, and a familiar face still flashed before my eyes.

Who sewed my mouth shut? Who covered my eyes?

I decided to pick up what I do best -

That fragile pen wrote all of this. 】

this……

Luo Shiqin touched his chin and suddenly realized.

Isn’t this the plot of a new novel that came out two years ago?

She remembered the title was... "Who Killed Her?"

It turns out it was written by a pen pal.

Later, her pen pal accidentally recommended the book to her, but Luo Shiqin was busy with her own things at the time and had not had time to finish reading the book after buying it from the bookstore.

After returning, she will look at it carefully again.

[This book, which was born out of a tremendous anger, was discovered by an editor and was fortunately published.

I looked at the physical book in my hand. The pattern on it was an abstract line imitating the red plum blossom that my childhood friend loved the most.

At this moment, my long-lasting anger was finally extinguished - no, not completely extinguished.

It still carries a faint spark, waiting for the next moment to set the prairie on fire.

I finally burst into tears. 】

[From now on, my dull life seems to be infected by this touch of red——

In the brightly smiling eyes of the girls walking with him, in the mouths of the women throwing themselves on the ground in protest, and in the videos of the elegant crazy literature being performed on the Internet.

...at the tip of my tiny pen.

I finally knew what I was missing, and luckily, I seem to have found it again.

Although he was caught, he was obviously still trapped.

Luo Shiqin crossed her arms and sighed as she watched Dr. Mei Maobing finally finish her speech on the stage.

If her guess was correct, then as the protagonist of "Survival Rules of Xiduoduo Hospital", why she appeared here was the main line of the whole book.

With this as the writing clue, the author Xi Duoduo can definitely write a long and wonderful novel, and then point out the reason why the protagonist comes here. In the second half of the novel, the protagonist will set "escaping from the hospital and saving himself/others" as the main goal.

In short, the plot has now entered the second half.

Luo Shiqin stretched her muscles and smiled strangely at Doctor Mei Maobing, who said "disband on the spot" but was actually being chased and blocked by a group of Doctor A who had recovered.

Having played the role of the "villain" so many times, maybe this time she can become the "protagonist's life mentor" or something like that?

The 'Doctor XX' in a white coat held his head high, then saw the right moment and squeezed in from between the group of Doctor A's.

Then, in front of all the fans of Dr. Meimao Bing, he lifted it up.

Mei Huayue suddenly breathed in the fresh air from high above:? ?

She lowered her head in confusion and looked into the eyes of the culprit who happened to be looking up at her.

Doctor XX from Qingshan Hospital suddenly smiled brilliantly: "Dr. Mei Maobing! I am actually your fan!"

The guy's voice was deafening: "Can you take a picture with me and get an autograph?"

Mei Hua said consciously: "Okay, okay, put me down first...!"

Before he could finish his words, a tall figure flashed out from the conference hall door that had been kicked open.

The happy Doctor XX and the dull-looking Doctor Mei Maobing were running freely in the corridor, and behind them were the Doctors A with equally happy expressions.

“——TO SIGN TO SIGN!”

"——That's Dr. Mei Maobing's signature!!!"

After a long ideological struggle, I finally found what I wanted to write in this copy!

The rules here are not normal 'social rule of law', but a distorted view of what women should be like in the eyes of others.

This chapter may be a bit abrupt because the previous one deviated a bit. I will try to fix the previous one before the end of the dungeon in the next few days!

There will be more updates later, thank you for your support, my dears!