Mo Guangyuan jumped up. When he looked carefully, he saw a small spider crawling on his silk thread and slowly falling down. If he didn't pay attention, it would probably land on Mo Guangyuan later.
He picked up the newspaper from his colleague at the next table, wound it around the spider's silk, and gave the spider a painless death neatly.
Mo Guangyuan sat down and looked at the ceiling again to make sure there were no spiders, then continued to put on the headphones.
Guys in suits were gathering on the road. He saw Lu Jian coming between the group of people and saw the man in suit twitching and struggling in the middle.
The man in the suit let out a hoarse cry, and then, a tentacle stretched out from his throat.
"hiss--"
Mo Guangyuan took a breath. This performance was so real that he felt deeply and felt that there was something in his throat.
No, there really seems to be something.
Mo Guangyuan coughed twice, unable to stop the itching in his throat, and continued to cough.
His cough formed a subtle resonance with the scene in the movie where the tentacles burst out of the body, and became more and more intense.
After coughing for a while, Mo Guangyuan finally regained his composure. His eyes were filled with tears and his back was hurting.
He wanted to believe that he was just infected by the scenes in the movie, just like he couldn't help but laugh when he saw others laughing wildly.
In the movie, those in suits began to struggle, and more twisted monsters appeared around Lu Tiao.
These people grabbed Lu Jian's hands and feet and refused to let him leave, as if they wanted to assimilate him.
Fortunately, the girl who knew magic took action and drove away the monster in a suit, and Lu Tiao was able to escape.
Along the way, the three of them saw that the residents of the town had turned into such monsters, and the whole town fell into madness and perversion. Just looking at these scenes made Mo Guangyuan feel a palpitation in his throat, as if it was in his own throat.
It's like there are those tentacles hidden inside.
When they arrived at the church, the three of them saw the priest and asked about what happened in the small town, but the priest only showed them the second half of the novel, which was what the three had just experienced.
Moreover, the priest told them that everything is God's arrangement. God created this world and can control everything.
"Is this turning into a religious and philosophical film?"
Mo Guangyuan continued to read and heard a voice asking the protagonists to go down to the basement.
In the basement, the novelist who had hidden an entire movie finally appeared.
He was sitting in front of the desk, behind him was a simple bronze door. Before anyone could say anything, the door was hit hard and made a loud noise.
Mo Guangyuan's eyelids twitched. This atmosphere gave people a bad feeling.
Immediately, in the following time, the novelist who looked like the final boss showed the three people the reality of this world.
Mo Guangyuan was confused at the beginning, and gradually understood the whole world through the changes in the picture and the novelist's confession.
Horror stories that will become reality once written, the nameless Old One who feeds on horror stories, the whole world is just a plaything that can be destroyed at any time, even if the novelist abandons himself and conceives of a novel
A wonderful closed loop of reincarnation, this method is just based on the fact that the god will not suddenly wake up or change his interest.
The whole world is like a dream, shattered at the touch of a touch.
This sense of powerlessness spread from Mo Guangyuan's limbs, and he seemed to have become a part of that world, lamenting this hopeless future.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, even in Mo Guangyuan's own world, the future may not be so bright.
Human wars, hunger, and poverty have all brought the world to destruction.
And the entire universe seems to be telling humans that the end of evolution is destruction.
Mo Guangyuan suddenly became depressed.
At the end of the movie, although the novelist's plan is successful and the protagonists escape, it seems to have a happy ending, but the outside world is still dark.
Not darkness in the physical sense, but darkness that makes people feel hopeless.
"Black, so damn dark!"
Mo Guangyuan took off his headphones and couldn't help but curse.
His current feeling was like being thrown into a pot like a dish and being tossed around by the master for several hours.
My mind is in chaos, filled with pessimism about the future, lamentation about the misfortune of life, and despair about the vision of human civilization.
After sitting for a long time, Mo Guangyuan forgot his original intention.
He wants to write a review opinion, but doesn't know how to start.
At this time, we usually start with whether it has passed the review and what comments are there for modifications.
But Mo Guangyuan could not imagine this.
He only felt sad.
After a long pause, Mo Guangyuan came back to his senses when his wife sent him a WeChat message asking him if he would go home for dinner.
He packed up his things, turned off the computer, turned off the lights and locked the door, said hello to the security guard, Uncle Qin, and left the unit.
Along the way, I felt lost.
When Mo Guangyuan returned home, he didn't listen to what his wife was saying. He picked up the chopsticks, but it was like chewing wax.
When my wife saw this, she suddenly became angry.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Don't you usually work overtime in your unit? Why did you come back so late today?"
Hearing his wife's words, Mo Guangyuan suddenly felt strange.
Although there are still so many problems in this world, he and his wife have to struggle with such trivial matters.
He felt that life had become boring.
This feeling is like reading an article about the origin of life and the picture of the universe when I was in elementary school and junior high school for the first time, and magnifying my thinking to tens of millions or billions of years later.
To put it simply, it is the sage mode.
Men in sage mode are very insensitive to external stimulation.
Mo Guangyuan spent the night in a haze, and even his dreams were like something out of a movie. When he woke up the next morning, he felt refreshed.
"I was thinking about something stupid last night!"
Mo Guangyuan later realized that the end of the universe and the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him. Worrying about these things was better than worrying about whether he could get more year-end bonuses.
He came to the work unit, turned on the computer, thought for a while, and carefully filled out the review opinions of "The Mouth of a Madman" and determined that it should only be viewed by adults over the age of 18.
A reminder will pop up when the corresponding movie is on sale to prevent parents from taking their children to watch it.
Of course, Mo Guangyuan's review opinions are only part of the review. This film will ultimately have to be reviewed by at least three reviewers. If they are all judged to pass review, they will continue to go up to the leadership for final confirmation and get the review.
To Longbiao.
At noon, Mo Guangyuan saw that "The Madman's Mouth" had passed the three reviewers, and it would be reviewed by the leader for confirmation.
He got up and went to the cafeteria to eat with his colleagues. When he passed by the door of the office building, he found that the security guard seemed to have changed. He turned into an unfamiliar young man, not Uncle Qin.
"Hey, where has Uncle Qin gone?"
Mo Guangyuan asked his colleague casually.
"......you do not know?"
The colleague suddenly stopped and asked in surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Guangyuan suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Uncle Qin had a heart attack at home yesterday morning and went to hospital in the afternoon. I remember mentioning it in the group, have you forgotten?"
The words of his colleague made Mo Guangyuan feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Then last night..."
Mo Guangyuan thought of Uncle Qin he saw last night, and a chill suddenly ran down his spine.