Narcissistic Patient [Quick Transmigration]

"Director 202 is dead in reality."

[Congratulations to actor No. 202, because of your wonderful performance in "Blood Hunt", through multiple evaluations by the director, the system, and the audience's reaction after the release, your performance has received an S rating, which symbolizes perfection]

[Congratulations on successfully obtaining a 20% chance of survival]

You Ye's world fell silent, and was awakened by the sound of the system.

[Because the "Patient Interpretation" system is quite special, no one has cleared the level in 18 years, and you are the first one to pass the level. After the approval of the system, the director of the world line decided to increase your survival rate by 10% on the original basis, as an encouragement]

[Now you have a total of 30.01% chance of survival]

You Ye smiled: "Is it because I have 60 director favorability points?"

[This question is beyond the scope of the system's cognition, if you need an answer, the system can convey the question to you]

You Ye: "Then please."

[Now you can leave the script world, or you can choose to stay and continue to pass the level]

[However, please note that once the customs clearance fails, the accumulated survival rate will be cleared]

That is to say, the actor can choose to leave the world with the obtained survival points after clearing the script any time.

If you choose to stay and continue to break through to improve your survival rate, you have to bear the risk of mission failure and falling short of success.

The choice itself is a gamble.

But You Ye's focus is not on the risk of gambling. He asked the system: "Are all my scripts coming from director 202?"

[Yes, at the beginning of entering the screenplay world, the director and actors have already been bound]

You Ye smiled: "I will stay."

After all, the 30.01% chance of survival is too low, after all, he likes acting.

What's more, there are people here that interest him even more.

This is the first time You Ye has become interested in someone and is willing to explore more possibilities with him.

[Waiting to enter the next world will take at least a week, during which time you can adjust and rest in the script center]

[Because after you completed the main mission of "Blood Hunt", you received the script souvenirs presented by the director - Red Island and the manor, and you can live in the manor while waiting for the next script to start shooting]

This surprised You Ye a little. It turned out that Director 202's gift not only had commemorative value, but was also very practical.

[Director 202 let the system convey to you: You are the master here, you can dress up the manor and island as you like]

……

When You Ye's consciousness was transmitted back to the center of the script, the Red Island was shrouded in darkness.

Like the night on the island, every window in the manor shone with warm yellow light.

But the feeling of being cold and depressing and being spied on by the manor no longer exists.

The whole manor looked very peaceful in the night.

You Ye thought, maybe because he is its owner now, he feels a sense of peace of mind when he comes back again.

After the time of the story stopped flowing, the manor was empty.

All the npcs have left, and the traces of their lives have been erased by the system, as if this story never happened.

You Ye walked through the brightly lit manor alone, and found that the only traces were the two paintings left by Huai Shu.

One hangs in the corridor of the portrait painting, depicting himself who lured the tree with blood on the lighthouse that night;

The other one is a shooting prop at that time, and the painting is hung in the second room on the left on the third floor, which is the guest room where "Xia Baidong" once stayed.

The painting was given to him by Huai Shu, and he hung it on the bedroom wall by himself.

The person in the painting is Xia Bodong, but many of Xia Bodong's facial features come from the real him.

You Ye felt strange when he stared at the portrait, as if he was looking at another self, and also as if he was looking at a person who had nothing to do with him.

This sense of confusion between roles and reality is very dangerous for actors.

After an actor enters a role with true feelings, if he cannot get out of the role and the play, he will gradually become confused about what is real and what is play, and even get lost in the role and lose himself.

In the real world, although You Ye is known as a "genius experience school" actor, he will interpret each role with the most accurate and fullest emotions.

But once he leaves the camera, he can restrain all his emotions, retracting and releasing freely like a sophisticated performance machine.

He has never been like this before, feeling lost because of the completion of a play.

You Ye looked away from the painting, and he decided to go to the restaurant to see what food was in the manor.

Now he uses his own body to enjoy the delicious food to his heart's content.

You Ye opened the door of the refrigerator and found that it was full of fresh ingredients and cooked food.

From appetizers to main course snacks, everything is available, and it looks familiar.

It's like moving the cafeteria on the yacht to the manor freezer.

You Ye was stunned for a moment looking at the dazzling array of dishes, then smiled.

He remembered that on the yacht before, Producer Lin said that their food was provided by the chef of the Swan Hotel. It would be a pity not to taste it. Unfortunately, the role of You Ye is a vampire, who has no relationship with delicious human food, so he can only swallow his saliva endure.

At that time, Huai Shu saw his actions and expressions, and now he made up for his regrets.

You Ye put the refrigerated steak and walnut pie slices into the oven to heat up, and then took out the red wine ice cream and cheesecake from the frozen layer.

He remembered that Huai Shu had chosen these foods, which happened to be what he liked.

While eating food with excessive sugar, You Ye called out the system: "Can director 202 come to my manor as a guest? I want to invite him to dinner."

[No, before the actor leaves the script world, the director and the actor cannot meet in a personal capacity outside the script]

You Ye paused: "Why?"

【This is the rule】

You Ye cut the steak on the plate, and the exquisite food was a bit dull in an instant: "It's a pity, I am looking forward to sitting down and having a good meal with Director 202."

[Sorry, the current rules do not allow it]

You Ye: "Then can you help me send a message to Director 202?"

【no problem】

You Ye: "Thank you for his dinner, I like it very much."

After a pause, he added, "Also, thank you for making the room very warm."

Unlike Hongdao, where the winter was harsh during the script, the manor is warm at this moment, as if in spring.

This satisfied You Ye, who had restored human perception of warmth and coldness.

Before wrapping up, director 202 once said in his ear——

"Forget about all the cold and unpleasantness, just wake up"

He did it.

After dinner, You Ye went to the studio.

He stood in front of the easel like a tree, and picked up the brush after a long absence.

There was no one on the red sofa opposite the easel, You Ye could only draw the outline of Huai Shu's face with his memory and imagination.

While applying the paint, memories of childhood flashed through You Ye's mind.

That day was his ninth birthday, and Xiao Youye, like all children, expected his mother to accompany him on his birthday.

His mother is the queen of the screen, and she is always busy with filming and socializing. Even if she rests at home occasionally, she is always tired and irritable. Her mother always sheds tears and loses her temper. Pain medicine and psychotropic drugs, she doesn't seem happy.

The young You Ye was a little cautious in front of his mother, but he didn't expect too much. He knew that his mother was too dazzling and did not belong to him alone.

But to his surprise, his mother drove him crazy that day.

They went to playgrounds, zoos, dessert shops, and department stores, and his mother personally picked out new painting tools for him. She knew that Yuno liked to paint.

Xiao Youye noticed that her mother hadn't taken medicine all day, and she seemed to have recovered from her temper tantrum and tears. She kept smiling patiently and gently to herself, and Xiao Youye was very happy.

On the way back, he even asked his mother to stop the car a little waywardly. He wanted to use the new painting tools his mother gave him to paint the sunset on the horizon.

Then as a gift to his mother who stayed with him all day.

His mother was very patient with him today, and even stayed with him to watch him draw.

Xiao Youyu was very focused on painting. He only remembered that his mother answered a long phone call. After hanging up the phone, her mother kissed his forehead and told him: "Xiao Ye is here, don't worry, draw slowly, mother first Would you like to rest in the car for a while?"

At this moment, Xiao Youye found that his mother's makeup was messy, but he couldn't understand the emotions of adults when he was young, so he nodded obediently: "I won't run around."

When the sky became gloomy, my mother turned and left, and walked into the red car alone.

Xiao Youye, who was concentrating on painting, suddenly heard the sound of a car starting behind him. He just turned his head and saw his mother's red car rushing up the bridge at a very fast speed. The sound of the tires rubbing against the road was very harsh.

He stopped his paintbrush, and before he could figure out why his mother left him and drove away, the red car suddenly reversed direction, broke through the guardrail of the bridge at high speed, and fell straight into the gray-blue water.

Xiao Youye threw away the unfinished painting and ran towards the bridge while calling his mother, but all he was left with was the red wreckage floating on the water and the last glimmer of skylight on the horizon.

Soon, the rain fell.

For a long time, Xiao Yuye always thought it was his own fault. If he hadn't let his mother accompany him to celebrate his birthday that day, if he hadn't willfully asked his mother to stop the car and let him paint the sunset, nothing might have happened.

It was his choice that caused his mother to leave.

It was also from that day that he could no longer paint.

Until You Ye entered the script world and met director 202 who painted his portrait.

After two crazy nights in the studio, You Ye suddenly wanted to pick up the brush again and paint a portrait for the other party.

Having not painted for 18 years, he certainly draws badly.

You Ye looked at his messy work, smiled and wrote three words - "to the director"

You Ye called out the system: "Please tell Director 202 that I have a gift for him."

System: [OK];

After 5 minutes, the system has become a chat tool for two people [Director 202 said he was looking forward to it];

You Ye: "I'm also looking forward to his expression when he receives it."

The system is a little confused [Do I need to convey this sentence to Director 202? 】

You Ye: "Need."

Anyway, the system does not charge information fees for sending messages.

system【……】;

After coming out of the studio, You Ye was very tired.

After drinking two glasses of blood diego red wine prepared for him by the director, he returned to Xia Baidong's room to rest.

He likes this room because Huai Shu lived next door.

Before going to sleep, You Ye subconsciously listened to the noises next door. When he was Xia Bodong, he needed to know the whereabouts of the suspicious object Huai Shu, but later this behavior seemed to have become his habit before going to sleep.

This night, there was no movement next door.

Although all the lights were on, You Ye was the only one in the manor.

You Ye raised his hand and tapped on the wall lightly.

A quiet voice echoed in the room.

"Excuse me, Director 202 is the same as you, is it just a data setting?" In the silence, You Ye asked the system.

[The director is a system with independent consciousness]

You Ye wondered: "What do you mean?"

[They have died in the real world, only their souls live in the system]

You Ye's eyelids twitched.

So did director 202 experience death?

On the evening of the lighthouse, Huai Shu told him as a director——

"When I was nine years old, the same bad thing happened."

Does this "very bad" thing mean that he experienced death?

You Ye rarely cared about other people's private affairs, but at this moment he cared a little.

The "Good night" system suddenly spoke without warning.

You Ye came back to his senses, a little surprised.

System [202 director sent a message, good night];

You Ye smiled: "Good night."

The night wind kept knocking on the window, but it was not cold, like an east wind.

After saying good night to each other, You Ye slept soundly and had no dreams all night.

It was dawn, and it was a very sunny day.

Through the gaps in the curtains, the sun shone warmly on the quilt.

You Ye got up from the bed and lazily opened the curtains.

The warm sunlight instantly filled the room, and You Ye stopped rubbing his eyes in an instant.

Outside the window, the originally desolate and depressing wilderness is now covered by blood-red blood cactus.

The plump and bright fruits spread across the land of Hongdao like a red flame, dazzling and warm.

You Ye was stunned and smiled.

"Every spring, the island will grow blood dietes, blood red, very bright, covering the wasteland like a red tide, and you will see it if you have a chance."

——The director once again fulfilled his promise.

In the blink of an eye, the harsh winter on the Red Island has passed.

The souvenirs that the director gave him are not only the land, the manor, but also the season of warm spring and flowers.

[Director 202's message: Is it the same as imagined? 】

You Ye thought for a moment before replying: "It's a little different. In the scene I imagined, you were there."

After a pause, You Ye unconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "Director, look forward to our next encounter."

The author says:

System: What did the workers do wrong?Forced to eat dog food.

Transition chapter, put some daily and main lines, and sugar.

Because I'm stupid, I haven't figured out a new dungeon yet. If I don't sort it out tomorrow, I will ask for leave (I'm not very grateful for everyone's support for me, I will continue to work hard!