Dead silence...

It seemed as if the person was locked in a closed space where he could not see his fingers.

There is no light source, no sound, and no air flow in the space.

Repression makes it difficult for people to breathe, and more importantly, they suddenly find that they cannot move at all.

The cold world is indescribable dullness, and anxiety follows, and this depression is long and endless.

Maybe it lasted for a long time, or maybe it wasn't long, because time no longer mattered to me.

In this space, you can't breathe, you can't speak, you can't see anything, everything is blurred, only with the endless coldness and depression.

Until one day, it seemed as if someone turned on a light, and the light was not bright, hazy and vague.

Try hard and fight desperately, trying to change this bad situation, but everything is in vain.

In desperation, I could only wait, a long wait, an endless wait, and a still cold wait...

I was moved by my hard waiting or praying, and finally, one day, everything became more relaxed.

This kind of kite that is as relaxed as a broken thread is floating and smooth.

And because it is no longer bound, it is so light that it floats everywhere.

But floating can only be maintained in a limited space, and this space seems to have an invisible wall that cannot be overcome...

The floating space is very strange. It has images but no sound, just like a pantomime, and there is only one audience, and this person is himself.

But I can't cheer or cheer for the wonderful performance of the pantomime, so naturally no one will share my wonderful commentary on this pantomime.

In the pantomime, a man lay quietly on the white bed, like a dead person.

His pale face was even a little handsome, his eyes were slightly open, that's all.

If he hadn't opened his eyes, he would have thought that he was playing a corpse, which was boring.

The man who played the corpse kept coming in and out, and there were all kinds of people.

The tall, short, fat, thin, and more of the soldiers wearing armor.

These soldiers are really weird. Although they look different, they repeat the same movements, as if they are wiping tears for this "dead person".

The only thing that remains unchanged is that the one who serves this "dead person" is a woman.

The woman has a good figure, but unfortunately she can't see her appearance.

Judging from the back, the curves are exquisite, and the areas where they should be thin will never be thick, the areas where they should be convex will not be flat, and the areas where they should be raised will not be flat.

Unfortunately, this "dead man" was not moved by this good-body woman.

Damn, if it were me, I might kiss her, kiss her, or even hug her in my arms...

Alas~ It’s a pity that I can’t speak out, otherwise I must scold this “dead person” hard, and I’m so confused.

This woman not only cleaned the "dead" hair and beard, but even chewed it on her own and passed it over with her mouth when feeding it.

Such a stunning beauty feeds him such delicious food with such erotic techniques, which is really enviable for others!

It’s a pity that this "dead person" just doesn’t move, and he is so angry that he stomped his feet. On the one hand, he wants to praise his acting skills for "supporting the corpse", and on the other hand, he really wants to beat him up. I really don’t know the audience’s psychology. Even if there is a little interaction, it’s good. No wonder he has to play the Wannian “supporting the corpse”.

What is even more infuriating is that "dead people" will leave shit and urine, causing the beauty to be busy for a long time.

However, women do not dislike the dirty things of "dead".

When there is no one, the beauty will cry silently at the "dead", and it seems to be telling something in her mouth. Unfortunately, this damn pantomime is just without a voice-over.

There is no fun to find except watching pantomime.

The screen is either pitch black or white. Someone deliberately took the remote control away like a prank, so that the channel cannot be changed at all.

Alas, everything is extremely depressed...

So in my spare time, I can only continue to pray, hoping that praying will be useful, can move the gods and do miracles with great strength!

The last time I was locked in the dark hut was because of the effect of my prayers, which made me feel a pantomime.

However, people are always greedy. When everything improves, I hope things can be better, and naturally I am no exception.

No one knows whether the gods exist or not, and perhaps everything is nonsense.

The prayer of every day finally responded, but the god actually made a joke, a huge joke.

Suddenly he realized that although the god had taken away the remote control, he could not change the channel, and he adjusted the perspective and fixed the perspective to the pantomime actor.

I can no longer wander, can no longer move, and as usual I can't hear the sound.

However, there is also a good side, which can adjust the focal length, especially the first viewing angle is more realistic, showing the three-dimensional feeling like VR glasses.

Everything is so beautiful, especially when you can finally see clearly that woman's face is always impossible.

Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but whistle.

This woman is indeed beautiful, with thin sand on her head, wearing Kafiye like an Arab woman (Kafiye is the title of a headscarf covering her face on her head), but she did not cover her face.

The delicate face looks a little pale due to fatigue.

This did not affect her beauty. Although her big eyes were beautiful, she was dull and dull. Her nose was slender and upright, and her face was not too big or too awkward.

Her lips were plump and full, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth clearly showed that she should be a smiling girl, but at this moment she did not smile, but only had a sad look.

While marveling at the beautiful appearance given by the Creator, he was also secretly lamenting for her situation, but...

But why is her face so familiar?

I racked my brains to think about it, but all I got was blank.

In order to understand this woman more truly, there is nothing else to do except wait or pray.

After a dark screen, it should be a white screen as usual, but after waking up, I found that not only could I speak, but I was trapped in the body of this damn corpse actor.

I suddenly realized that it was this damn supporting actor who bound him, so that there were so many endless pantomimes accompanying him.

I feel so hateful in my heart!

I hate this man for binding his free soul and being happy with a beautiful woman.

Suddenly I felt that it was very good and exciting to be able to speak.

But I didn't know what to say to this woman, and I didn't even know what she called her, because I could only emit simple syllables in my mouth, so clumsy that I was not as good as a child.

This woman was so stupid. She was so happy with this simple syllable. While dancing, she shouted and called the supporting actor who had been in the pantomime and reinterpreted it again.

However, this time the pantomime script was slightly adjusted and the content was changed to comedy, which was no longer a tragedy of wiping away tears.

Because they are all laughing.

Some actors work hard and laugh so hard that they can shed tears. Such hard-working actors strongly call on the director to add chicken legs and lunch boxes to him!

Such acting skills are no less than a variety show - "The Birth of an Actor".
Chapter completed!