FS-novel Chapter 327: The whole internet is mourning while I eat a family bucket
Chapter 327: The whole internet is mourning while I eat a family bucket
Chapter 327: The whole internet is mourning while I eat a family bucket
Jiang Ci's own phone was also buzzing frantically at this moment.
He lowered his head. On the screen, the headline of a news notification was shockingly glaring.
【Accident on the 'Icebreaker' Set, Lead Actor Jiang Ci Blown Up, Condition Unknown!】
Sun Zhou had already thrust his own phone screen right in front of Jiang Ci's face.
A video was playing on the screen.
The footage was shaking violently, the audio quality was extremely poor, filled with the noisy sound of wind and indistinct shouts.
But the content of the video was clear enough to be suffocating.
The background was that familiar cliffside, with flames shooting into the sky.
A figure resolutely lunged towards another person holding a grenade.
The next second, a white light swallowed the entire frame.
The person holding the camera was clearly frightened; the view spun wildly, but soon refocused on the center of the explosion.
Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, a figure could be seen being thrown back by the blast wave, landing heavily on the ground, motionless.
The video ended abruptly there.
"Where the hell did this leak come from?!" Sun Zhou's voice was trembling.
Jiang Ci opened the comments section.
It had already exploded.
【Holy shit! This isn't special effects! This is a real explosion, right?!】
【The one blown away at the end... is that Jiang Ci? He's not moving at all! Call an ambulance!】
【@Spark Media @Official 'Icebreaker' Movie Account, say something! How is he?!】
【I'm going crazy, I'm really going crazy. Is this filming a movie or going to war? Jiang Wen, you have no heart!】
Fans were frantically tagging every official account they could think of, begging for news of his safety.
Right at that moment, Lin Wan's call came through.
Her instructions were chillingly calm: "Don't respond to anything. Wait for my message."
The call ended.
Sun Zhou was so anxious he was pacing in circles, refreshing Weibo over and over.
Five minutes later, a new Weibo post from the official "Spark Media" account was sent out and quickly rose to the trending list.
Sun Zhou clicked on it and then froze.
A black-and-white photo.
In the photo was a slender back view. The person wore an oversized hospital gown, standing alone by the window, looking out at the myriad lights of the city.
The silhouette was lonely, out of place with the whole world.
The caption had only eight words.
"Too deep into the role. Return date pending."
Sun Zhou's brain short-circuited for half a second, then a chill shot up his spine.
Too ruthless. Director Lin's move was just too ruthless!
She didn't even deny the authenticity of the video.
Instead, with this photo and these eight words, she directly acknowledged Jiang Ci's "injury."
But she cleverly substituted the concept of physical "serious injury" with psychological "internal injury."
No explanation, no playing the victim.
Just a lonely silhouette and an ambiguous phrase transformed a film set safety accident into a tragic epic of an actor sacrificing himself for art.
The tone in the comments section quickly did a complete 180.
【He's not injured; he just can't find his way back...】
【I take back what I just said about Jiang Wen... So that's what it was. He offered his own soul to Jiang He.】
【Don't rush him. Let him rest properly. We'll wait for him, no matter how long.】
【Wuwu... So physical wounds can heal, but the ones in the heart won't. Ci-ge, we'll wait for you to come home.】
Jiang Ci looked at that photo of himself, taken not long ago in the hospital room by Sun Zhou on a whim because he wanted to see if the grilled cold noodle stall downstairs was open, and fell into deep thought.
Too deep into the role?
No, too deep into hunger.
Return date pending?
It was because the grilled cold noodle stall had packed up that the return date was pending.
Just as the hashtag "Jiang Ci PTSD" was climbing to its peak popularity, another bombshell exploded online.
The famous director Zhang Mouyi suddenly posted a release date announcement on Weibo.
"New Year's Day. See you on the big screen."
The accompanying image was the release poster for the movie "Longing Across Time."
The composition of the poster was bizarre and bold.
The main focus of the image was the half-demon, Ye Chen.
He was pinned to the Sacred Tree by arrows.
With his back to the viewer, his face was unclear.
And in the corner of the image, a hand belonging to the female lead, Su Qingying, was desperately reaching out towards him.
The entire poster exuded a strong sense of tragic destiny.
Before netizens could recover from this suffocating poster, the movie's first trailer, "Destiny," was released right after.
The trailer was very short, less than a minute.
A Li, standing before the Sacred Tree, shot three arrows at Ye Chen.
The arrows were aimed at his heart.
The arrows left the bowstring, and the background music began.
It was that melody etched into countless people's DNA, "Longing Across Time."
The moment the piano notes sounded, the camera cut to Ye Chen pinned to the tree.
He looked up at the arrow flying towards his heart.
He smiled.
The trailer ended.
The comments section fell silent for three seconds, then completely burst its banks.
【The BGM is cheating! Zhang Mouyi, you're cheating! How can you use this song?!】
【Damn! I got goosebumps! What does that last smile mean?! I beg you, tell me it was a relieved smile!】
【Just finished crying for Jiang He, now I have to prepare tears for Ye Chen? Jiang Ci, do you live in my tear ducts?!】
【This isn't a movie; this is murder! Straight-up murder!】
The internet was a storm of chaos.
In the Spark Media apartment, Jiang Ci, wearing SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, sat cross-legged on the carpet with a family bucket in front of him.
He tore off a drumstick, his eyes glued to the TV.
On the screen, Tom Cat was being tricked once again by Jerry Mouse, flattened into a cat pancake.
The doorbell rang.
Sun Zhou walked in carrying a stack of documents and took in the scene at a glance.
From the TV came the classic cheerful music of "Tom and Jerry."
On the carpet sat Jiang Ci, wearing cartoon pajamas, munching on fried chicken, thoroughly engrossed.
Sun Zhou looked down at his phone again, at the fan-made Broken Feeling battle-damaged edits of Jiang Ci and the sea of comments under his Weibo saying "Ci-ge, rest well, we'll wait for you."
He felt his worldview cracking.
The fans out there are mourning you, bro! And you're here watching "Tom and Jerry"?! And eating so heartily?!
Sun Zhou opened his mouth, feeling like all the words he had were blocked by that golden, crispy drumstick.
"Um... Ci-ge, Director Lin asked me to bring over some documents."
"Put them there." Jiang Ci pointed to the coffee table, picking up a chicken wing. "Have you eaten? If not, join me."
Sun Zhou shook his head dazedly.
Jiang Ci paid him no further mind, focusing his thoughts inward on the system.
[Ding! Due to the tragic atmosphere created by the 'Destiny' trailer, Heartbreak Value is continuously rising...]
[Current Heartbreak Value balance: 22,150 points.]
So you can harvest even while lying flat. Is this the joy of being a capitalist?
Jiang Ci mused, taking another bite of his chicken wing.
Right then, a news notification pop-up interrupted his simple, unadorned happiness.
The Golden Rooster Awards organizing committee had officially announced the nomination list for this year's film festival.
Sun Zhou saw it too and shouted excitedly, "Bro! You're nominated! Best Actor!"
Jiang Ci, for his role as "Xiang Yu" in "The Legend of Han and Chu," was prominently listed.
A newcomer with less than two years in the industry, directly nominated for Film Emperor.
In previous years, this would have been enough to stir up a storm about "capital force-feeding" and "undeserving of the position."
But this time, the industry was eerily silent.
No one jumped out to question it.
Probably because Jiang Ci's recent life-risking acting method had left too deep an impression.
Criticizing him now seemed inappropriate, even a bit inauspicious.
Suddenly, Lin Wan's call came in.
Jiang Ci put it on speakerphone, casually picking up a piece of original recipe chicken.
"Hey, Sister Wan."
From the other end of the line came not the expected congratulations, but a stretch of silence.
This silence made Jiang Ci slow his chewing.
"Jiang Ci."
Lin Wan's voice carried a rare seriousness and tension.
"The Golden Rooster Awards organizing committee just contacted me."
Lin Wan's tone grew serious again.
"Someone has filed a real-name report against you."
"They reported that during the filming of 'Icebreaker,' to maintain your character's state, you are suspected of using prohibited substances."
"Specifically, they suspect that to portray withdrawal symptoms, you actually came into contact with... that stuff."
The piece of chicken in Jiang Ci's hand fell with a *plop* back into the family bucket.
Lin Wan's words continued.
"The organizing committee is requesting... a urine test."