951. Movie theater

On the big screen, the story continued.

The cinema was sparsely populated, with just a few scattered souls: couples too distracted by thoughts of what to eat later, idle university students, and some unemployed loafers. Among them, the most attentive watcher was probably the cleaning lady preparing to tidy up.

Lu Ban was sitting in the back row. He watched the joys and sorrows unfolding on screen, yet felt a sense of detachment.

Sitting beside him were Du Danping and Song Yunyan.

Both appeared very young, as if frozen at their prime, brimming with boundless hope.

"What do you think?"

Lu Ban asked.

They looked over.

"Not bad, although I wish I hadn't died so gruesomely at the end. Getting my head knocked off by a crowbar like a baseball, that's pretty absurd, no matter how you look at it,"

Du Danping protested.

"I think my acting could have been better. Ah, I didn't quite capture the character's psychology,"

Song Yunyan murmured, touching her face.