What malicious intent could NPCs possibly have? C11.1

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Chp11. part1

His mind is too quick, he absolutely can’t be left on stage.

Ning Ge patted Owen’s arm, “President Wei and I have a few words we’d like to say privately…”

At the same time, Pei Han was also saying, “Xiao Nian and I have a few words we’d like to say privately…”

The two of them were thinking the same thing again.

Luckily, this statement was safe.

On this stage, having a tacit understanding isn’t always a good thing.

“Okay, you two talk. Xiao Nian, I’ll wait for you over there.” Owen quickly left the stage.

Even if the jealousy incident was Owen’s idea, it still had to get past the stage first.

Ning Ge mentally attacked the stage:

Throwing one pot and then another immediately—do you think the stage effect is good? Not really, right? Who wants to see something repeated? Did the judges even react when you threw the pot the second time? Did they laugh?

The stage, a little embarrassed and guilty, thought: “[The first time was so good, I couldn’t resist trying again…]”

Pei Han quickly moved on with the plot, saying in a deep voice, “Xiao Nian, the divorce was something we did during an argument, acting impulsively. You’re coming home with me now.”

Ning Ge stood in the pool of vinegar on the floor, “Go home what? Don’t even dream about it. Wei Ersheng, I’m warning you, I have nothing to do with you anymore. Don’t you dare harass me again, or I’ll call the police!”

Ning Ge turned and left.

The judges were probably satisfied with the jealousy and the female lead’s resolute attitude in dumping him, as they all bowed their heads and ticked the boxes.

The bracelet immediately announced approval: [Key Plot (2/5)]

The stage curtain automatically lowered, and finally, they could leave the stage.

As soon as they came down, the sales clerk girl proactively confessed, “It was all my fault on stage. When I saw brother Pei expression, I suddenly thought of ‘overflowing of the vinegar jar.'”

“It’s alright, it’s not your fault,” Ning Ge said. “Nobody expected that someone’s thought of something could attract such attention.”

The young woman in the suit chimed in quietly, “Actually, I thought of that too.”

The granny-grey haired guy followed suit, “I also thought of the vinegar jar, mainly because of brother Pei’s face—” He glanced at Pei Han, then changed his tone to flattery, “—his acting was really superb.”

Pei Han: “…”

Ning Ge said, “I wasn’t thinking of the vinegar jar at the time. It’s clear that many people don’t understand the patterns on stage, whether it’s odd/even numbers or something else. We don’t have time to find out now. We already know that three people on stage is definitely dangerous, and one person isn’t good either. It’s best to keep two people.”

The next scene is in the male lead’s office.

The key plot point is that the male lead finally discovers that the white moonlight who saved him years ago is the female lead. He desperately wants to call her, but she doesn’t answer.

Ning Ge asked Pei Han, “Next scene, it’s just you. Since it’s in the office, how about adding a secretary? I’ll do it.”

Granny-grey hair guy chimed in, “I wonder if one person can play several roles.”

Pei Han speculated, “Even in a normal theater troupe performance, some actors play multiple roles. I think it should be possible.”

While they were discussing tactics, Owen was using narration to stall for time.

His quick wit became an advantage at this point. He was quite good at making things up. The outline only had a few sentences, but he rambled on and on, making it sound incredibly real.

Owen embellished the story, describing for a while how the male lead regretted his divorce, how he frantically tracked down the female lead online, and how he bought tickets for the entire company to the female lead’s art exhibition.

When he ran out of things to say, he suddenly cleared his throat and started singing.

Ning Ge: “…”

This narration had a complex function and even included a theme song.

And strangely enough, it was an ancient-style song. But his voice was good, and his a cappella performance was moving, keeping the entire panel of judges calm and patient.

The next scene was about to begin in a flurry.

At the start, the vinegar jar on stage had completely disappeared, and according to Owen’s narration, the scene shifted to an office.

In the centre was a large executive desk, piled with documents. Pei Han sat down in an office chair behind the desk.

The curtain rose, and Ning Ge appeared on stage.

The stage immediately said: “Oh, you’ve become a secretary.”

Ning Ge was also surprised: “Oh, you can chat with me even when I’m not playing the lead role?”

The stage lowered its voice, eerily:

“Because I love talking to people who are dying, letting their warm hearts stop beating, their blood congealing. Nothing lasts forever, death is the best gift I can give you. Die in my arms, my leading lady.”

It started twitching erratically again.

Ning Ge: Whatever makes you happy.

Stage: A little taken aback: [Everyone trembles when they hear me. Why aren’t you afraid of me?]

Ning Ge Helpless: Why should I be afraid of you? At most, you can only kill me. What else can you do?

Stage: […]

Ning Ge had already walked to Pei Han’s desk.

“President Wei, the investigation results you requested have arrived. They say they’ve found the whereabouts of the person who saved you back then.”

Ning Ge pointed to the folder on the desk.

Pei Han picked up the folder, flipped through it, and froze.

“How is this possible?” He slammed the folder shut.

He half-closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, rubbed his temples, and muttered to himself, “The person who saved me back then was Xiao Nian?”

This part of the plot is simple. Ning Ge stood beside his desk, thinking, “Brother, stop being so sentimental, hurry up and finish the story. Everyone’s busy.”

There were only two people on stage. For Pei Han to deliver his lines and follow the plot, his mind had to stay focused. Ning Ge had to be his strong support, firmly controlling her own thoughts so they did not clash with his.

Controlling thoughts is extremely difficult for someone prone to daydreaming.

Ning Ge desperately wanted to put a leash on her brain, install a switch, and prevent it from wandering off into the wrong direction.

While listening to Pei Han’s lines with one ear in case he suddenly needed her to act, she frantically recited multiplication tables in her mind “One times one equals one, two times one equals two, three times one equals three, two times three equals six…”

Just then, Pei Han got up from his seat, paced back and forth a few times, picked up his phone, and pretended to make a call.

Owen’s high-pitched voice came from backstage: “The user you are calling is temporarily unavailable.”

Pei Han dialled several more times, but still couldn’t get through.

Logically, the crucial plot should have ended here, but her bracelet hadn’t received a completion notification.

Ning Ge glanced at the audience.

A whole row of judges sat expressionless, completely unresponsive.

The stage spoke again, gloating: [Not so good, not a single judge is willing to pass you. Tsk tsk.]

Pei Han had no choice but to continue.

He turned and ordered, “Secretary Ge, go call Miss Shi for me…”

Secretary Ge? (Dove/pigeon) Miss Shi? (Lion) huh?