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Healing Animation Company.

The telephone rang incessantly.

Panic was written all over the faces of every employee.

"The legal department? Bilibili sent us a lawyer's letter! They're accusing us of commercial fraud!"

"It was a call from a PR firm. They said the situation was completely out of control and advised us to play dead!"

"The crowd downstairs is getting bigger and bigger; the main entrance can't hold it in any longer!"

Shen Qingyue stood in the center of the office, her face ashen.

Looking at the shocking trending topics on her phone, she felt a chill run down her spine.

It's all over.

The name "Healing Animation" went from an industry miracle to an industry scourge in just one night.

Almost everyone condemns them.

No one can survive such overwhelming rage.

Just when everyone was in despair, the door to the CEO's office opened.

Su Bai came out.

His expression was eerily calm.

He glanced around at the bewildered employees in the office and spoke calmly.

"Pass the word down and contact all media outlets."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise.

"An emergency press conference will be held in the press conference hall downstairs in the company building in one hour."

The entire office fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.

"President Su?"

A department head said, trembling.

"Holding a press conference at this time? Isn't that like walking into the line of fire?"

"Yeah! If we go out now, those angry fans will tear us apart!"

Shen Qingyue also looked up abruptly, staring at Su Bai in disbelief.

She rushed to him, lowered her voice, and pleaded in a tearful tone.

"Su Bai, are you crazy! The only thing we can do now is apologize, stop broadcasting, and wait for this storm to pass!"

Su Bai glanced at her, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He didn't answer, but simply turned and walked back to his office, leaving behind an unquestionable silhouette.

"Do as I say."

......

An hour later, at the front desk of Healing Animation Company.

Only after seeking help from the Chinese government was the chaotic situation brought under control.

Reporters from hundreds of media outlets entered one after another.

The company's reception area was packed with people, and countless cameras were pointed at the front.

At this moment, this place became the focus of the whole world.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

"This Su Bai actually dares to show his face? Who does he think he is?"

A veteran journalist gave a cold laugh to his colleague next to him.

"What else can we do? We can only bow and apologize, and announce the cancellation of the broadcast. I've already written the script, and the title is 'The End of the Animation Liars: Su Bai Apologizes with Tears in His Eyes.'"

"An apology? That's too lenient! There are hundreds of millions of people worldwide! This fraud is unprecedented! He must be completely disgraced and kicked out of this industry forever!"

The flashbulbs went off wildly, and every reporter's face was etched with bloodthirsty excitement.

They had prepared the most pointed and scathing questions to permanently condemn this arrogant young man to the pillory of history.

Countless live streaming rooms are transmitting the footage from here to the world in real time.

[It's here! Brothers, the time has come to put that old scoundrel Su to trial!]

【I'm ready to record this. Even if he begs for mercy today, I'm going to give him a thorough dressing-down!】

Boycott Su Bai! Boycott healing animation!

The fury in the comments almost burned through the screen.

Amidst the intense attention, a figure slowly emerged from backstage.

Su Bai, dressed in simple casual clothes, walked alone step by step toward the podium that was being pointed at by countless cameras.

The moment I saw Su Bai.

The reporters pushed and shoved forward frantically.

"Su Bai! Do you take pleasure in tormenting your audience?!"

"Do you feel even the slightest bit guilty towards those who developed psychological trauma after watching the anime?!"

"Are you an antisocial personality disorder?!"

The sharp questioning almost lifted the roof off.

Su Bai stood behind the podium but did not speak immediately.

He simply looked calmly at the distorted faces below the stage, letting the waves of noise assault him.

He stood there until the noise of the scene gradually subsided because of his silence.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for his confession.

Su Bai finally raised his hand and grasped the microphone.

He spoke.

The first thing I said wasn't an apology.

Instead, it was a rhetorical question that stunned everyone present.

"In your understanding, is the fulfillment of wishes—this miracle that defies the laws of reality—free?"

The entire venue was deathly silent.

All the questions the reporters had prepared were instantly choked up by this one question.

Before they could react, Su Bai's voice continued, calm yet carrying an undeniable power.

"You are angry because you feel I have deceived you. You think that magical girls should be fairy tale characters who wear beautiful clothes, shout slogans of love and justice, and easily defeat monsters."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, a cold smile curving his lips.

"But who told you that?"

"Who defined magical girls? They have to be like this?"

"Today, I will redefine what a magical girl is."

"Their profession walks on the edge of miracles. They receive unimaginable gifts, but they also bear unimaginable costs."

"Mami Tomoe's death was not a fraud, nor was it a sensationalist act of gore for the sake of gore."

Su Bai's voice suddenly rose, each word like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's heart.

"This is the gentlest reality that this work wants to tell you."

All the reporters present, along with hundreds of millions of viewers in front of their screens, were stunned into a complete blank.

Is the senior student turning away just the mildest form of reality?

What is this man saying?!

Su Bai ignored everyone's shock and continued his speech.

"Puella Magi Madoka Magica has never been an anime for children; it's a realistic poem about hope and despair written for adults. Its audience consists of adults I've selected through an anime rating system who can understand the weight of miracles."

"As for those viewers who feel deceived, I want to ask them, who told them that animation is equivalent to children's animation?"

"Is it me?"

Su Bai leaned forward, his gaze sharp as a sword, piercing straight into the camera.

"No, it's your deep-seated prejudice against the word 'animation'."

The words fell.

The entire press conference was completely silent.

All the reporters stood frozen in place, mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

That sentence kept echoing in their minds.

The price of a miracle.

This word, like a key, forcibly opened a long-sealed door in their understanding.

Behind the door lay a dark yet logical world they had never imagined.

The press conference has ended.

In the deathly silence, Su Bai turned and left.

Online discussions about the press conference have completely exploded.

At first, the curses were still overwhelming.

[This guy is completely insane! He didn't even apologize and instead gave us a lecture!]

This is outrageous! I've never seen such a shameless person!

But soon, a new trend of thought began to quietly emerge from the cracks in the anger.

Wait a minute, I think I'm starting to be convinced by him.

The price of a miracle—thinking about it that way, it does seem to make sense. There's no such thing as a free lunch.

He's right, we have too much prejudice against animation. We subconsciously assume it's for kids.

The wind direction began to change slightly.

Just then.

Film critics who had previously criticized Su Bai have all posted articles in support of him.

[Stop criticizing, everyone should learn from this. This is a sophisticated narrative trick. Su Bai taught us a lesson in three episodes, which I would call the "Three-Episode Law."]

Yes. It signifies that the true nature of a story is often only revealed in its bloody glory in the third installment.

[Puella Magi Madoka Magica is a deliberate subversion of the "cute" culture. Su Bai ruthlessly tears apart the symbols of cuteness we've become accustomed to. This destruction and reconstruction itself is a highly impactful form of modern art.]

This change in attitude surprised everyone.

What started as one-sided cursing quickly escalated into a heated debate that swept across the entire internet.

[Holy crap! The three-episode rule? That sounds kind of sophisticated!]

[I get it! We thought we were on the first level and that old bastard Su was on the second, but it turns out that old bastard Su is in the atmosphere!]

Su Bai didn't deceive us; he simply forced us to open our eyes and see reality as it truly is!

But what happened to the promised warm and healing atmosphere?

[To the person upstairs, let me ask you, is the treatment upstairs effective or not?]

In the company office, Shen Qingyue stared blankly at the comments section, her mind a complete mess.

She turned her head and looked at the back of the person in the office.

Su Bai was calmly watching the sunset outside the window.

He noticed Shen Qingyue's gaze, turned around, and spoke calmly.

"Now, they are ready to watch the real story."