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- "Fry! It's you."
"The farm warehouse on the screen, the boy suddenly said. Fry, the wealthy young man over there, suddenly shouted in panic: "Please! No!" Everyone looked at him, and the boy said again: "Fry, stand on my right side, and you all stand side by side on my left side." Be honest and take your time." He fired a warning shot with his left hand, bang!
In the tense atmosphere, everyone moved slowly, including Thomas, Michelle, Busa, Tucker, Iola, Tiana, and the reluctant Frye.
"Quiet." The boy said in a judge's tone, facing everyone, pointing his pistol at Frye, and ordered: "Talk about the bullying you have done."
??Medium and close-up side view, Frye looks here and there with a straight face. This situation is obviously very ridiculous for a rich man who usually wants to get wind and rain. No one in the depth of the field made a sound. After a long while, Frye slowly said: "I once"
A flashback montage appears. In the boys' restroom of the school, Frye and three of his followers are laughingly surrounding a fat man with short, curly brown hair who is short, ugly and dressed in rustic clothes. Frye reaches out his right hand to pinch the fat man to hold up his T-shirt, which is a little saggy. The girl showed her breasts and said for fun, "You have a girl's breasts!" The followers laughed endlessly. The fat man's face was full of embarrassment. He wanted to walk away but was surrounded by them. Frye continued to rub it and said with a smile: "When you masturbate, do you rub your short dick while stroking it?" The followers burst into laughter even louder. !
"I once" The flashback scene switched. Frye was sitting among the chairs in the classroom. A girl with glasses who looked ordinary walked by. He suddenly stretched out his foot to trip her. The girl who didn't notice was tripped. Falling forward, Frye shouted "Fuck!" and everyone around laughed.
A series of images that were too fast to be seen flashed past, and the camera returned to the warehouse. Frye swallowed his saliva and said: "I tripped a girl on purpose."
Although Frye had bullied Busa in the corridor before, it was only at this moment that the audience clearly saw what kind of person this was. He may not have committed murder or arson, but he was guilty.
"Why do you bully others?" The boy's voice was still calm.
Frye fell into silence again, his breath getting heavier and heavier, and he said after a while: "I was just joking, doing some minor pranks to make people laugh"
The camera scanned the changes in everyone's expressions, and the boy asked again: "You know that's bullying, right?" Frye immediately replied this time: "I just wanted to make fun." The boy then asked: "You know that behavior? It¡¯s defined as school bullying, right?¡±
"¡¡I know."
"Do you know that bullying will hurt others?"
"I thought it wasn't that serious, it was just a joke"
"Let me ask you, do you know it will hurt others, or do you not know?"
"I don't know" Frye said and exhaled.
The boy frowned in confusion, "You don't know that humiliating others in public will hurt the person involved?" His eyes moved, and the camera shot back at the silent people.
Everyone knows it will! Bullies often know it will hurt others, but what's the big deal? This is what they want, the embarrassment of the bullied, the laughter of the onlookers, and their strength. Because of this, they are often the ones who stand out the most in a group.
Frye¡¯s difficult defense: ¡°Isn¡¯t this what pranks are all about? Everyone knows that I mean no harm¡¡±
"Kneel down." The boy suddenly smiled, "From your position to Thomas' side and back again, walk in a circle like a pig. Now!"
"Hey!" Fry gritted his teeth instantly, flushed, and trembled with anger. But with the gun pointed at him and the two corpses on the ground, he slowly knelt down after grinding for a while, then put his palms on the ground and slowly crawled towards the opposite side. From the front, at a low angle, he crawled past the feet of everyone with only half of his body in the painting, then turned around and crawled back, his dignity completely trampled on.
"I was just joking! I didn't hurt you, did I?" The boy's tone was a bit mocking. Frye, who was kneeling, looked at the ground with anger and dare not speak. The boy suddenly shouted angrily: "All these 'little jokes' can hurt others, so they are called bullying! Fry, how does it feel to be bullied?"
As the camera panned, Busha didn¡¯t look excited or gloating, but seemed to have a trace of intolerance.
"It's very bad." Fry gasped, "I won't do it anymore. I regret it. I'm sorry."
The boy said coldly: "I'll give you another chance to defend yourself."
In the close shot, Frye, with his eyes lowered, seemed to be calculating, but also seemed to be a little remorseful, speaking intermittently: "I know, I am a spoiled rich child. My parents divorced when I was a child, and they remarried. My father and I don't care much about me. They always say that I am happy. Since I was a child, I have wanted them to pay more attention to me and others to pay attention.?I, I guess I'm used to doing pranks to attract attention. I really didn¡¯t know what this was before, I was wrong, I¡¯m very sorry"
Everyone has different expressions, but the boy¡¯s face is expressionless, making it difficult to understand what he is thinking.
When Frye finished speaking, the boy said: "The person on trial has made his defense." He looked to the people on the left and said, "Please all the jurors, please close your eyes and shut your mouths."
Full frontal view, a row of six people with suddenly tense expressions followed the instructions one after another. The boy's voiceover said: "The rules are like this, you can hold out your right thumb to vote, upright to forgive, or upside down to not forgive. If you get more votes to forgive, Frye will live, if you have more votes not to forgive, Frye will die. If the vote is the same, Frye will die.¡±
Frye, who was still kneeling, was frightened and shouted anxiously: "Guys, please forgive me! I beg you!"
"Fry, if you make one more sound, even one, you will die." Before the boy finished speaking, there was a bang of a gunshot, and another bullet casing was thrown out of the pistol in his right hand. Stephen's body next to Fry erupted in blood mist, and he suddenly fell silent. The boy added: "Don't forget, only three of you can leave alive. No one will come to save you, except yourself. Now, please make a vote."
Thomas, Michelle, Busa, Tucker, Iola, Tiana
The six people with their eyes closed remained motionless, not knowing whether the others would forgive or not, and their vote would determine the life and death of others, but it would also affect their own life and death.
And is this a test for the killer? Why did Frye also die? The killer has already voted not to forgive? Will I be punished if I go against him?
To forgive, or not to forgive? This question is also placed in front of the immersive audience. If it were you, what decision would you make?
The first section of the second movement of Mozart's "Requiem" "Day of Wrath" sounded, the horror of the Doomsday Judgment pierced the soul, and what you saw when you closed your eyes was the darkness in your heart! Time passed, the throbbing six people still did not vote, the music was wailing, and the boy's warning words came again: "Now."
Tucker was the first to stretch out his right hand and give a thumbs up.
Fry was so excited that he gasped and wanted to shout but didn't dare. An evil smile appeared on the boy's face, but then Iola slightly trembled and gave a thumbs up, Thomas and Michelle also gave a thumbs up, Andina gave an inverted thumbs up, Frye stared and gasped, leaving only Xiabusa has not yet made a statement.
The camera zoomed in on her to a close-up, and she frowned as if she was in pain. Maybe she was the only one here who had been bullied by Fry, and she was the most qualified to vote.
Why is Busa hesitating? What are you thinking about?
In the flashback montage, Busha was blocked by a group of girls against the wall of the school building. The leader, Yoselin, scolded: "You are isolated!" She said to the other girls: "Did you hear what I said? This weirdo The fetus has been isolated!" Busha looked blank, and Yoselin led the girls away without even looking at them.
The camera returned to the warehouse, Busha closed her eyes tightly and her shoulders were shaking.
Another group bullying is going on in the warehouse, and Fry is isolated! He is a target in the environment. Not only will you not be blamed for bullying him, but you will be in the limelight and may be rewarded. Everyone on the so-called jury was coldly violent towards him, and those who voted were directly bullied, but Busha was not.
She knows best what it feels like. Now she can be a member of a group that isolates someone. Do you want to join?
The camera zoomed out again, and Busha's right fingers were twisting. At this critical moment of life and death, should she become the kind of person who bullied her?
Frye watched helplessly as Busa, who had been bullied by him at will, was actually holding his life in his hands.
"Fry, close your eyes." The boy suddenly ordered. Frye, who frowned, had to close his eyes. The diagonal panoramic shot from the left shows the six people and Frye kneeling facing the camera. The boy's voice-over said with a smile: "Someone made an amazing choice. It's really admirable! I decided, the one with the most unique attitude People will be the protagonists of the next game. So think about it, is this really your choice? You can all decide again.¡±
None of the six people knew whether the killer was referring to themselves. Is there more votes for forgiveness or not for forgiveness now?
"Is this really it?" the boy said again. "The Day of Wrath" continued to play.
¡°Suddenly, Thomas in the foreground slowly turned his right thumb from upright to inverted, and he was silent. Michelle next to him also turned from upright to inverted.
Frontal close-up shot, the boy smiled completely, his thick eyebrows raised, and his lips seemed to be trembling with excitement.
Rather than kindness, humans believe in ugliness more! Identity in the bottom of my heart that the majority will oppress the minority. People are afraid that they are different from the majority group, and thus will be attacked by the group. Independence and rationality are wiped out, and are driven by the environment., was incited by the group to leave.
Even if you don¡¯t want to bully the target, you still contribute to the atmosphere of the group. First you acquiesce, then you approve, and finally you join in the bullying.
Busha still did not express her position. Iola has not changed! She kept a trembling thumbs up. This princess girl has not been bullying since the beginning of the film. On the contrary, she has shown a kind-hearted side many times. Now she has voted for forgiveness, thinking that this is the majority.
At this time, the boy said in a brisk tone: "Please open your eyes, jurors." Frye still had to close his eyes, but seven of them opened their eyes and looked around. Four did not forgive, one did not forgive, and one Busha was at a loss; Iola opened her mouth in shock and swayed almost unsteadily.
"1 vote to abstain. Yes, you could abstain just now." The boy's playful eyes scanned the crowd, "Now the person under trial can open his eyes."
Frye, who was kneeling, immediately opened his eyes. When he saw four thumbs up, he immediately lost control and screamed: "No!!! You guys" Two gunshots rang out! "Day of Wrath" sounded loudly again. Fry's head burst into pieces of flesh and blood, and he suddenly stood up and rushed forward, then fell down next to Stephen's body.
The boy¡¯s smile was crazy and happy.
When the music stopped, there was only silence in the warehouse, and another person died, but there was no longer the scream before. Everyone's right hands dropped, and the four unforgiving people had expressionless faces; Iola covered her mouth with both hands, sobbing a little; Busha didn't look at it indifferently, but there was no surprise. This was the result of group bullying.
There are only six people left.
"Death. A very good verdict!" The boy's left hand suddenly released his hand and quickly pulled out a full magazine from the magazine belt on his waist. He removed the empty magazine from the pistol with his right hand, loaded it with his left hand, and replaced it almost instantly. He took out the magazine, clicked, and kept pointing the gun at the people who didn't dare to act rashly.
He looked in the direction of Frye's body and spoke like a closing statement: "Why do you bully others? My parents don't care about me, my parents didn't educate me well, my parents are bastards, it's not my fault, they forced me to Yes, this is social anxiety! Hahahaha, I¡¯ve heard enough!¡±
He shot Frye again and boom! Everyone had different expressions. The more he spoke, the crazier he shouted: "Why do others have to bear the excrement of your parents!? Why isn't the school divided into two rooms, one for children from problem families and the other for children from normal families?" ! ? Why do you want to be locked up with some crazy people? Why are you scumbags being bullied? Those who deserve to die? Why do you get such a light punishment when you destroy others? You let others grow up in pain, lose only one time, and have to live with painful memories for a lifetime! You are kidding! ? Forgive you! ? Your parents are scum, so go to hell! !
Bang! Bang! Two more shots rang out. The boy yelled, his face contorted.
There was no other sound in the warehouse, and the small screening room outside the screen was also silent.
Most of the people here come from "problem families". Jennifer is one of the few people who breaks the law of "you can't be a good actor unless your parents divorce". As a child of a happy family and a victim of bullying, these words hit her hard. My heart ached and felt weak, but my eyes couldn't leave the screen.
The screen was silent for a long time. The boy took a few steps and gradually cooled down from his madness. He smiled strangely, stood still and looked at the six people who were stunned, and said with a smile: "I was a little angry just now. But you see, as long as you obey the rules, You may live to the end. I am a man of my word.¡±
His eyes glanced, "Iola, come out, you are the protagonist of the new game." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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