My Healing Games

Chapter 18 The Flower of Evil (Thanks to the adorable Lulu for the Silver Alliance!)

In order to survive in the perfect life, Han Fei repeatedly studied the case of the corpse hidden in the refrigerator and the human body puzzle. He tried to analyze it from the perspective of the murderer and often stared at the photos on the wall late at night.

Every time Han Fei thought of those vibrant lives disappearing before his eyes, he felt a pang of heartache.

Why would anyone do such a cruel and horrific thing?

Calmly reflecting, Han Fei used photos related to the case to piece together the image of the murderer in his mind.

With twisted minds and distorted emotions, driven by hatred, they resort to extreme behaviors to achieve their goals.

Contrary to the common perception of criminals as hysterical, the killer possessed meticulous logic, and each crime was premeditated rather than a momentary mental breakdown.

Their expressions should be crazed, their behavior rational, their minds missing many things; love and compassion are nowhere to be seen in them, selfishness, indifference, and hatred are ingrained in their very bones.

The puzzle made up of corpses gradually became clearer, and a blurry human figure quietly emerged.

He was introverted, selfish, and cold. He was emotionally sensitive but unable to communicate with the outside world. He was intelligent but had an abnormal side. He lived with a mask on until his prey walked into the deserted stairwell.

At that moment, he dropped all pretense and revealed a smile.

This smile is like a rose blooming in a cemetery, its roots deeply embedded in the bones. The more splendid and beautiful it is, the more cruel and filthy its heart is.

Seeing Han Fei's smile as he looked up, Zhan Lele grabbed Director Jiang's arm, and the two of them took a step back together.

No one called for a stop, no one spoke, and as Han Fei walked forward, Zhan Lele and Director Jiang retreated again until they touched the stair railing.

Slightly weak-kneed, Zhan Lele wanted to hide behind Director Jiang. Only then did Director Jiang realize what was happening. He gasped and nodded sincerely, "Sure! Sure! Han Fei, how about you play the villain in this drama? You're perfect for it. You're a natural. From your eyes to your expressions, you don't have the slightest bit of madness, but anyone who sees you will probably be scared."

Zhan Lele's face turned pale. He walked out from behind Director Jiang. In terms of acting skills alone, he was completely outmatched by Han Fei.

Compared to Han Fei's performance, Zhan Lele's performance just now was like a shamanistic ritual; just thinking about it makes me cringe so badly I want to curl my toes.

Although Zhan Lele wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground, he had to stand up for his role. The company had taken care of everything, and if he lost the role because of his own fault, he would have a hard time explaining it when he went back.

She opened her mouth, but the eloquent Zhan Lele suddenly found herself speechless. Her acting skills were completely outclassed, and the difference was so great that anyone with eyes could see it.

"Director, you're joking. My personality isn't really suited to playing villains." There are more scenes with villains, and because the plot requires filming in the neighborhood at night, Han Fei's current focus is still on the game; survival is his top priority.

After speaking to the director, he looked at Zhan Lele with a very gentle expression: "You must be good at variety shows, so it's hard to change that style in a short time. I'm quite familiar with human body mosaic patterns from ten years ago. I can tell you some relevant information later, which should help you better portray the villainous character."

Han Fei's words showed high emotional intelligence. Although everyone could see that Zhan Lele's acting was terrible, Han Fei did not ridicule her. He subtly revealed that he had no intention of taking the role, and also expressed in a friendly manner that he could help her perform well.

By this time, Zhan Lele was completely sober. He looked at Han Fei as if he were bathed in holy light: "Have I met an angel? What a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry!"

Without being greedy for roles or self-centered, and despite having incredibly good acting skills, she remains humble and willing to help others. Who wouldn't like a colleague like that?

Seeing Han Fei at this moment, the staff on site were very puzzled. Why would that company be so blind as to fire such a good person?

Han Fei didn't waste any time; based on his experience, he clearly pointed out several things that Zhan Lele needed to change.

There's no need to be so neurotic when playing a villain; overdoing it can easily backfire. Director Jiang agrees with what Han Fei said.

After the group talked for a while, Zhan Lele's performance was still far from Han Fei's, but at least it wasn't as awkward.

Standing silently to the side, Han Fei was just a minor supporting character. He knew that he would be more effective if he played a villain, but now was not the time to step into the center of the stage.

Looking through the window in the stairwell, Han Fei looked across the old street. His former company's drama, "Urban Secret Love," was being filmed. He heard from the production assistant that the second male lead in this drama was the same person who had previously stolen his role from him at the company.

If it were the Han Fei of the past, even if he knew these things, he would be powerless to change them. In this era, it is difficult for an individual to fight against a company.

However, after acquiring the healing game, Han Fei changed his original views. Teetering between life and death, his heart gradually became stronger.

Nothing is impossible in this world.

Turning his head to look at Zhan Lele, who was putting on a great performance, Han Fei's expression remained calm. He could see the limitations in the other party's performance; Zhan Lele's acting skills were far inferior to his own.

Some people's acting skills are a gift, some people's acting skills are honed through a lot of practice, but Han Fei's acting skills are a gift bestowed upon him by life and death.

One take, no retakes, if you don't act well, you die on the spot.

Zhan Lele's first scene wasn't completed until the afternoon. In the second scene, Han Fei's acting skills were solid, and Director Jiang intentionally focused the camera on Han Fei, so Zhan Lele didn't have many shots. Therefore, the scene was completed in just two takes.

As dusk approached, Han Fei, having finished filming all of Wei Youfu's scenes in one go, prepared to leave.

At that moment, a decent-looking car pulled up on the side of the road, and an exhausted Zhan Lele and his agent got out.

"Director Jiang is known for his eccentric temper in the industry. Thank you so much for helping Lele out today." The agent held up a gift box and tried to hand it to Han Fei: "I still don't know how to address you, teacher?"

"My name is Han Fei."

"Ms. Han, we hope you can continue to help Lele in the future. Our company values ​​Lele a lot, and he has made rapid progress after your guidance today." The agent had genuinely noticed the improvement in Zhan Lele's acting skills, which was why she came over.

"I didn't offer any guidance, we were just helping each other out." Han Fei didn't accept the gift box; he simply waved his hand, still trying to figure out who the murderer in the refrigerator murder case was.

"Teacher Han, I really have to thank you today. I drank too much last night, and I promise this will never happen again." Zhan Lele is a little younger than Han Fei. He has a lively personality and is more suited to variety shows than acting. Perhaps being a comedian wouldn't be bad. Of course, Han Fei would never say that out loud.

(End of this chapter)