Putting on a Show, the Righteous Judge

"Good!"

Unlike ordinary people whose faces are filled with terror.

The malicious voices that rang in their ears only made them happier.

They clapped their hands, seemingly cheering for the deaths of the two men.

"That's right, this kind of plot is what makes it exciting."

"The director finally did something good."

"People are dying! People are dying! That's what makes it interesting! I love watching this! More people should die!"

"That's thrilling! That's the feeling. If more people die, I'll keep watching."

Those words were incredibly cold, filled with malicious curses.

It caused all the ordinary people present to burst into tears of fear.

"Waaaaah, I want to go home."

What was that sound? Was it eerie?

Do they want us all to die?

Some people were smarter and knew who was safest to be near, so they squeezed near Xia Yun and Deng Tao, hoping they could protect them.

After listening to the comments from those "audience members," Xia Yun knew things were in trouble.

They have to constantly cater to the tastes of their "audience," putting on storylines that they find interesting and entertaining.

Otherwise, if the "audience" is dissatisfied, and they protest, the "director" behind the scenes might change the plot, adding conflict and drama to cater to these "audiences."

That's how the strange TV ghost that suddenly appeared came about.

After killing the two ordinary people, the television screen went dark again, and the eerie atmosphere they had sensed disappeared.

They couldn't even capture that strange creature.

Deng Tao: "This can't go on. We can't protect everyone. If the plot continues to be this bland, the next monster will appear very soon."

Xia Yun scratched her head. "Then what do we do? We can't just hurt ourselves or commit suicide to increase drama or conflict, can we?"

After all, what those "spectators" want to see is someone die.

Deng Tao: "It's not necessarily death that creates conflict; think about those movies."

Xia Yun: "Hmm... I don't watch many movies usually; I prefer outdoor sports."

"We still need these people to cooperate with us in the acting; otherwise, it'll be rather monotonous if it's just the two of us acting."

Deng Tao looked at the terrified ordinary people and felt a headache coming on.

Given the current state of those ordinary people, it would be quite an achievement if they could remain calm and rational, let alone act.

Liu Ye overheard their conversation. Although she was also terrified, she knew that the two Contract Anomalist ' analysis made a lot of sense.

If they don't cooperate, things like this will keep happening.

So she might be next.

To save her life, she was willing to risk everything.

Liu Ye stepped forward and said, "Everyone, are there any of us who work in fields like directing and screenwriting? We need to put on a really exciting and entertaining show, otherwise we won't be able to meet those guys' demands, and we'll all die one by one."

"Whether you want to live or die, everyone should think about it carefully!"

Those ordinary people just looked at each other.

A young girl raised her hand, "Um, although I'm not a screenwriter, I've done planning work."

"Okay, you're one, who else is there?"

"I'm the broadcaster."

Does performing at school's New Year's Day count?

Everyone stepped forward and talked about what they had done related to acting, but no one had ever written or directed a script.

Indeed, there are only about thirty people here. Finding someone who has worked as a director or screenwriter among them requires a lot of luck.

Xia Yun and Deng Tao watched as they organized themselves and quickly determined their respective roles, requiring no further intervention from them.

After all, those who tried to break away had been taught a lesson by them, and now they don't dare to come out again.

Having witnessed two people die in front of them, they would obediently cooperate if they didn't want to die.

Liu Ye: "Now we need to prepare for the first act, and test their reactions first."

"This scene doesn't have many action sequences; it's primarily presented as a short video."

The plot is similar to a wish-fulfillment novel, with a suspenseful beginning followed by a triumphant conclusion.

"Let's see if they can accept it."

If those "audience members" only like to watch scenes about death, then they are in a very passive position.

"Okay, that's basically the script. You can improvise the rest and handle the performance yourself."

With such a short time, and not everyone having experience performing on stage, expecting them to learn how to act in such a short time is undoubtedly asking too much.

Therefore, Liu Ye and several other screenwriters emphasized to them not to think about acting.

Try to make it as close to daily life as possible.

First to appear were the burly men whose faces were bruised and swollen.

They suddenly stopped one of the girls, their expressions arrogant and their tone provocative. "Stop right there, beautiful, want to add me on WeChat?"

The girl stood there, somewhat timidly, and said, "Ah? But, I..."

"What, you look down on us?" Several tall, burly men surrounded the girl, the difference in their physiques was obvious.

Plus, the way those guys acted made them seem like bad people.

The rest of the story is obvious.

Those voices reappeared in their ears.

"Huh? What kind of plot is this?"

Are these people going to fight?

"Alright, alright, let's fight!"

They're clearly a bunch of people who like to stir up trouble and have fun.

Liu Ye looked somewhat anxious and nervous.

Xia Yun crossed her arms and watched them act thoughtfully.

Those "audience members" seemed a bit formulaic and didn't appear to have much intelligence.

Even when they conspired together to put on a show to fool them, the animals couldn't see through it at all.

In this way, as long as the storyline can satisfy them, perhaps we can avoid being complained about by them.

"Stop!"

From the crowd, a handsome man with an upright demeanor stepped forward.

Who are you? Trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?

Several burly men glared at the man, clearly annoyed that their plans had been interrupted.

"What you're doing is wrong."

The man shouted with righteous indignation.

Upon hearing this, the burly man suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahahaha!"

Then his expression changed. "Kid, you're asking for it!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he raised his enormous fist and smashed it into the man's face.

The others followed suit and gathered around.

Two fists can't beat four hands, let alone four people on one side and only one on the other. This battle with such a disparity in strength will undoubtedly be decided very quickly.

However, the man remained completely unfazed by the fists of the burly men. He roared, "I am the righteous judge! You petty villain, take my righteous judgment!"

He then dodged the punch and slapped the fist instead.

This man had some skill; he was very agile and nimble. He wasn't intimidated at all when surrounded by several people. Instead, he took advantage of their numbers, which made it difficult for him to use his fists and feet effectively.