I’m Actually a Bigshot

    The brightly lit theater is isolated from the outside world.

    No staff, no audience, not even the curtain in front of you.

    The environment would be almost suffocating if it weren't for the bright lights.

    "What are you talking about?" A man with a stubborn beard showed a headache and couldn't help rubbing his temples, "Want to see the anger of people after a hangover?"

    "And have you forgotten the most important thing?" The hangover man looked around with narrowed eyes, "Why are we here? Who are you?"

      , then turned away.

    "I'm leaving too." The cowboy man's expression looked gentle, but he also ignored the words of the handsome boy and the hangover man, "Sorry, I still have to teach students."

    The space of the movie hall is not big, and the two of them quickly walked to the door of the movie hall, grabbing the handle, trying to open the heavy door.

     But no matter how hard the two of them pushed and pulled, the exit door of the movie hall would not move at all.

    "Open the door! Is there anyone!" The working woman finally found something wrong, and kicked the door with the slender heel on her foot, but there was still no door in front of her. Any movement, "What's going on with your cinema! I'm going to find your manager, I'm going to complain to you! Understand?!"

    "Go away, I'll try to slam the door!" The usual smile on the cowboy man's face finally disappeared, he took a few steps back, and after seeing the working woman sideways to give way, he took a deep breath, " Ahhhh" with a bang!

     "Boom!"

    The door of the movie hall in front of me remained motionless.

    "What is this?" The cowboy banged on the door several times in a row, and finally stopped out of breath, "Is it a TV prank? Make an appearance?"

    "Take a rest." The hangover man was lying on the seat of the theater like a puddle of water, "Anyway, I guess you guys today, one can't make money, the other can't teach now, understand?"

    I heard the hangover man deliberately refute him with his own mantra, and the woman in the workplace blushed.

    "The old lady is already upset enough, take us out if you have the ability, don't beep if you don't have the ability!" The working woman said, took out a mobile phone from her small bag and turned on the screen I looked at it and said, "There is no signal, what a broken theater."

    "I think this little brother may know something." The hangover man reached out and threw back the shoes of the working woman, "Didn't he just say he had seen this horror movie? Maybe he is The only ones among us who know something about it."

    "Hey, my shoes are very expensive! Who allows you to throw them anywhere!" The working woman looked up and down, as if she was going to walk over and beat the other party directly.

    Su Qingxing has been sitting quietly on the side seat, carefully looking at the four people except him.

    Su Qingxing was surprised that there seemed to be no seniors among these four people. They were either confused or vague about the current situation.

    Without the arrogance of the seniors at the beginning, and in a seemingly normal environment, Su Qingxing felt that the work this time might be easier than before.

    "Little devil, what exactly is this horror movie about?" The hangover man tried his best to open his eyes, but his eyes were not big, "This may be the only information we know now Now, just talk about it."

      But I found that the originally full theater suddenly became silent, most of the audience disappeared instantly, and only five people remained in the theater..."

    As soon as the boy finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

    Even the hangover man's eyes opened wide.

    If what the young man said is true, isn't the plot of the movie in his mouth very similar to their current situation?

    The Bride of Death premiere.

    A theater with only five of them…

    "Then, a picture suddenly appeared on the screen of the movie that had nothing at all, and the legendary death finally appeared." The tone of the teenager's narration was so intoxicated that Su Qingxing, who was listening quietly, had Very bad feeling.

    In the real world, would someone really be obsessed with an underrated horror movie...to this point?

    Su Qingxing can understand the fanaticism in the eyes of the teenager, it is definitely not a simple love and obsession with the film, but the worship and...

    "It turns out that the five people who stayed in the theater are all candidates for the **** of death. His wife." There was a look of longing in the boy's eyes.

    "Bride? Hahahaha!" The hangover man suddenly laughed, "If we were to be candidates, the death **** would be too miserable? Four big men, With a fierce and fierce mother-in-law, the eyes of death can't be so bad, right?"

    "Bah, it's just a story, fools take it seriously!" The working woman glared at the hangover man, "The old lady is chased by many people, understand??"

    "Little brother, what is the trial of the **** of death?" When the two were arguing, a man in jeans came over, "It won't be let us... No, five candidates will be Cannibalism?"

      Even the candidates themselves will die! Only those who are truly unafraid of death are qualified to walk side by side with the **** of death!"

    "Can't you show a look of fear?" The cowboy looked thoughtfully, "God bless this is just a TV prank show."

    "Boom!"

    Just as Cowboy's voice fell, the curtain in the cinema suddenly lit up, the magnificent background music roared in everyone's ears, and white and black particles converged from around the curtain to the center.

      After a series of stunning reorganizations, finally...

    A skull wearing a cloak and holding a scythe appeared in the mid-air of the cinema hall. The temperature plummeted again!

    When everyone's eyes were focused on the Skull Death, Su Qingxing quietly took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the Skull Death, and sent it directly to Zhu Sha to praise the delicacy of his work degree.

    It has to be said that the cape skeleton and the sickle seem to be the gods of death in human impressions.

    The next second, Su Qingxing received a reply from a friend—

    Cinnabar: This is a work completed before meeting the **** of death himself, wait for me for a minute!

    A minute? what wait a minute?

    "Welcome to the trial of the **** of death." Before Su Qingxing could react from the message sent by cinnabar, he heard a very strong voice from the **** of death.

    The voice was nothing like the Grim Reaper I had seen before, and it was no wonder that Zhu Sha, who always pursued perfect settings, would emphasize that this was just a work completed before seeing Grim Reaper himself.

    "Death!" When he saw the death appearing in mid-air, the young man completely ignored whether such a picture was reasonable, and a fanatical light appeared in his eyes, "Death is here! It's really here. "The Bride of Death", we have traveled back to the movie!"

    "Reaper... so handsome..."

    Su Qingxing was very close to the boy, so he heard the boy's whisper.

      Existence is..."

    Skull Death said here, suddenly grabbed the cloak with five fingers of white bones and threw it backwards, a storm of black and white particles reappeared, it seemed that Death was reorganizing his body!

    The next second, the **** of death in Su Qingxing's eyes was no longer the white-boned skeleton with a sickle, but the silver-haired and black-eyed **** of death he had seen not long ago!

    Indifferent, serious, those obsidian eyes seem to be watching everyone.

    Death in mid-air stretched out her hand gracefully…

    "Only this perfect being will be...my bride."

    The deep and magnetic voice is exactly the same as the Death God in Su Qingxing's memory. Although it is as unsmiling as the deity, when the Death God stands in front of you and stretches out his hand, it seems like a strange invitation. Even a marriage proposal.

    From the white-boned skeleton to the handsome man with silver hair and black eyes, all five people in the theater were stunned, and some of them even had their hearts racing and their cheeks flushed.

    The effect of this charisma seems to be independent of whether the object is male or female.

    And now, Su Qingxing finally understood what Zhu Sha meant by "wait a minute". That technical madman actually only took one minute to modify the original "Skull Death" setting and reset it to the real Death God!

    "I do!"

    Su Qingxing was shocked that the boy in the shirt, who didn't know his name so far, rushed out like this, trying to pounce on the **** of death in mid-air. When the young man looked at the brand-new Death God in midair, his eyes were so hot that it made people feel a little scary.

    "Death! Let me be your bride, take me away! Death!"

    "Death!"

    The fanatical voice of the teenager surrounded the movie hall, making Su Qingxing and the other three people open their eyes, seeing for the first time that there is such a thing in this world... delusional disorder?

    No matter what happened to this boy, he seems to have long regarded himself as the bride of death, and regarded it as a supreme honor.

    Faced with this realization, Su Qingxing's mood is slightly complicated.

    The author has something to say:  The outline of this story is almost ready, everyone's heart is ready!

    The teenager is not a caregiver, it can only be said that his paranoia is the main reason for his going to hell.