Entertainment: You're asked to make a healing animation, but it will make the whole internet de

The past few days of waiting for the new episode of the anime to air have been an extreme ordeal for viewers across the internet.

That glaring scarlet color is etched into everyone's heart.

Despite the sweet teaser released by the official team, which made countless people force themselves to believe that it was just an accident.

But that ominous premonition clung to me like a maggot, impossible to shake off.

Saturday night, 8 p.m.

The number of viewers in the live stream of content creator Wang Kai has exceeded ten million for the first time ever.

No one spoke, the comments were sparse, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

Finally, the familiar opening theme song began to play.

Wang Kai stared intently at the screen, his hands clasped together, muttering something as if in prayer.

The screen lights up.

Bright sunshine, a lively school festival, and boys and girls in yukatas.

The scene from the trailer appeared exactly as it was.

Holding a candied apple, Kaori Miyazono turned around with a bright smile to look at Kousei Arima behind her and called out energetically.

"Friend A! Hurry up! The fireworks are about to start!"

The visuals are beautiful, and the atmosphere is sweet.

Seeing this, Wang Kai breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped into his chair.

"Look! Family! Did you see that? I told you everything was fine!"

He was like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, excitedly shouting at the camera.

"I knew that old scoundrel Su was scared of us scolding him! That was an accident! Absolutely an accident! Our Xun is perfectly fine!"

The live stream chat instantly came alive.

"That scared me to death! Thank goodness! My heart almost stopped!"

"Waaaah, I'm so glad my wife is alright! I knew that old bastard Su wouldn't dare!"

"The God of Pure Love is back! Give us lots of sweet moments!"

However, their joy lasted for less than three minutes.

The scene changes.

The scene is no longer a colorful outdoor setting.

Instead, it was a hospital room that was entirely white.

The sunlight streamed through the window, but it appeared somewhat pale and weak.

On the hospital bed, Kaori Miyazono, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, was looking out the window with her head turned to the side.

Her face had lost its former rosy glow, leaving only a sickly pallor.

The camera slowly zoomed in, giving a close-up of her hand resting on the blanket.

That hand that once danced freely on the strings now had an IV needle sticking out of its back.

boom!

It was like a silent, heavy hammer blow that struck the hearts of millions of viewers.

The smile on Wang Kai's face froze instantly.

The chat room, which had been buzzing with excitement, suddenly went silent.

Everyone seemed to be put on pause, staring intently at the thin figure on the screen, their minds blank.

Why are you in the hospital?

Wang Kai's voice was hoarse, trembling uncontrollably.

In the anime, Kousei Arima pushes open the door and enters, holding a canelé.

He saw Kaoru and forced a smile.

I've come to see you.

Kaoru turned around, wanting to show her usual smile, but she appeared incredibly weak.

"Friend A, you're here. Sorry, I can't make it to ensemble practice today."

Her voice was light and airy, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

At this moment, all illusions and all hopes were shattered.

sick.

It wasn't due to internal heat, nor was it an accident.

He is really sick.

That girl, who was as radiant as the sun, is really sick.

"No!"

"don't want!"

Wang Kai looked at the screen, his eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

He wasn't moved; he was overwhelmed by a chilling despair.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

After a deathly silence of half a minute, the live stream room exploded!

"Liar!!! You old scoundrel Su, you're a complete and utter liar!!!"

"I'll kill you! Give me back my spring!!"

"Why! Why did you do this! She was just a child! She was so beautiful! Why did you have to kill her!"

"The sweeter it was before, the more painful it is now! Su Bai! I'll fuck your grandpa!!!"

"Give me my money back! Give me back my tears! Give me my money back!!!"

An unprecedented outrage swept across the entire internet.

If what was previously just speculation is now a fact.

The hashtag #SendBladesToOldSuTheTraitor# is no longer a joke.

Countless viewers flooded the shopping website, placing orders frantically, and without exception, all of them pointed to the same delivery address.

Healing Animation Co., Ltd.

Su Bai's title as the "Tear-Inducing Demon King" once again resounded throughout the heavens!

……

The next day, Monday.

Shen Qingyue hummed a little tune as she drove to the company building.

But the sight before her made her slam on the brakes.

The company entrance was blocked.

The pile of express delivery boxes stretched from the front door all the way to the road, like a small mountain.

Several security guards, sweating profusely, tried to clear a path, but more delivery trucks kept arriving, unloading new packages.

"What happened?"

Shen Qingyue parked her car with a puzzled look on her face and walked over.

She saw something fall out of a crushed cardboard box.

It was a model of a dragon-slaying sword, with a line of text scrawled on it in red marker.

"You old scoundrel, Su! Prepare to die!"

Shen Qingyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

As if realizing something, she quickly walked to the pile of small stones and casually opened a package.

Inside was a gleaming kitchen knife.

Accompanying the card were printed words, the handwriting distorted by the owner's anger.

"My daughter cried all night after watching the cartoon! Su Bai, you have no heart!!"

One after another...

Some were angry curses, some were desperate pleas, and some were tearful letters.

Shen Qingyue's face gradually turned deathly pale.

She turned abruptly, rushed into the building, and headed straight for her office on the top floor.

"Bang!"

Shen Qingyue pushed open the office door, so panicked that she forgot to knock.

"Su Bai!"

Her voice was shrill with fear, and trembled with sobs.

"Something terrible has happened! Look downstairs! They sent razor blades and have blocked the entire company premises!"

Su Bai was leaning against the window when he heard the sound, but his face showed no surprise.

He glanced downstairs.

The small mountain, built from the anger of countless fans, came clearly into his view.

Shen Qingyue rushed to his side, pointing downstairs, her voice trembling.

"What do we do? This is practically intimidation!"

Looking at the spectacular scene downstairs, Su Bai's lips curled into a faint smile.

He waved his hand, gently tapped on the windowpane, and pointed to the mountain of blades below.

"Look."

"The more heartbroken they are, the more they love this story."

Shen Qingyue stared at him blankly, her mind completely empty.

The man before him stared at the scene that was enough to terrify anyone.

There wasn't a trace of fear in his eyes; instead, it was as if he were admiring a masterpiece.

Su Bai withdrew his gaze and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Go and inform Lin Xi to prepare to record a piece of music."

"Tell her that the audience's emotions are ready."

"It's time for life to play its most magnificent, and also its most sorrowful, symphony."