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Inside the meeting room.

Lin Xi looked at the contract she had just signed with excitement.

His eyes were filled with anticipation for the future.

To participate in the production of an animation that is as unconventional as oneself, and to achieve instant fame.

She felt that her future was bright.

Shen Qingyue was lying on the table, humming a cheerful tune.

She was in a great mood, having just recruited a musical genius who solved the problem of the animation's soundtrack.

Moreover, the boss is finally going to act like a human being and make a truly inspirational anime.

"Alright, the door is locked."

Su Bai turned around, and the gentle smile on his face slowly disappeared, turning into something sinister.

He pulled out another stack of documents from the inner compartment of his briefcase.

This stack of documents is different from the previous proposal.

The cover features no fancy illustrations, only simple black text.

The complete script of "Your Lie in April".

"Let's take a look at the story script we're going to create."

Su Bai placed the script in front of Shen Qingyue and Lin Xi.

Shen Qingyue's humming stopped abruptly.

She stared at the new document in front of her, her eyelids twitching uncontrollably, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.

This is in conjunction with the strange request Su Bai made during the interview.

A guess gradually formed in her mind.

"Su Bai, don't tell me that inspirational project proposal from before was fake?"

Shen Qingyue pressed her fingers hard on the document cover, her voice trembling.

"Not all of it is fake."

Su Bai pulled out a chair and sat down, resting his chin on his hands, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"The cherry blossoms are real, the encounter is real, and the inspiration is real."

He paused, unable to hide the smile on his lips.

"However, as spring comes to an end, some people are destined to remain in April."

Lin Xi was puzzled by these words.

She was still a newcomer and had never experienced Su Bai's beatings.

Out of curiosity, she was the first to open the script.

At first, her expression was calm, and she even nodded frequently when she saw those professional music theory terms.

But gradually, her brows furrowed.

My breathing started to become rapid.

The page-turning speed is getting faster and faster.

Even the fingertips tore the edge of the paper due to excessive force.

"This is!"

Lin Xi suddenly looked up, her pupils contracting sharply as she stared intently at Su Bai.

As a performer, she understood the implications in the script earlier than anyone else.

Numbness in the fingers.

A sudden fall.

The dosage was gradually increased.

And that ensemble in our minds, which can only be performed in the operating room.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Lin Xi's horrified expression, Shen Qingyue's heart skipped a beat. She snatched the script and flipped directly to the last few pages.

That's the storyboard for the finale of episode 22.

A few minutes later.

"Snapped!"

Shen Qingyue slammed the script onto the table.

She suddenly stood up, causing the chair to overturn with a loud thud due to the impact of her back leg.

If looks could kill, Su Bai would have been torn to pieces by now.

"Su Bai! You liar!!"

Shen Qingyue's eyes instantly reddened, from anger and the pain of being stabbed.

She pointed at Su Bai's nose, her voice trembling with tears as she roared:

"What happened to the healing and inspirational message you promised?"

"What's this? And this letter too!"

Shen Qingyue grabbed the draft of the letter that read "Dear Arima Kousei-kun," her hands trembling uncontrollably.

"It's a lie that I like Ryota Watari."

"I want to play a duet with you on stage, even if it's just once."

With each sentence she read, Shen Qingyue's voice choked with emotion.

In the end, she almost collapsed to the ground, buried her face in her hands, and broke down in tears.

"Why treat her like this? Do you know how desperate it is to be given hope only to have it extinguished?"

Lin Xi, standing to the side, was completely frozen in place.

She stared blankly at Kaori Miyazono's line in the script.

I want to live too. I want to eat canelés with Kousei-kun, and I want to play the violin a few more times...

Tears silently slid down her thin cheeks.

As someone who almost gave up music because of being ostracized.

She understands all too well the despair of wanting to play the violin but being unable to.

It's even more terrifying than death.

The conference room was deathly silent.

Su Bai watched quietly as the two of them broke down.

There was no explanation, no comfort.

"Linxi".

Su Bai suddenly spoke.

"If you were Kaori Miyazono, and you only had six months to live, would you choose to linger in a hospital room for that one in ten thousand chance of survival, or would you choose to burn out your life to have a love affair, to play the violin one last time, and to help that boy who is stuck in the mud find his light again?"

Lin Xi's body jolted violently.

She looked up, and her eyes, which had been timid and evasive before, had changed.

It shone brightly at that moment, staring intently at Su Bai.

If it were myself.

They will definitely go without hesitation and burn their lives to the fullest!

Su Bai looked at Lin Xi's expression and seemed to understand what she meant.

"This is indeed a tragedy."

"But precisely because life is so short, the light that shines forth in that instant is enough to illuminate the darkness."

"What I want to create is not the old-fashioned story of the prince and princess living happily ever after."

Su Bai walked to the table, placed his hands on the tabletop, and leaned forward.

"What I want to do is to make all the viewers cry their hearts out when they see the ending, but also to have something on their minds."

"Ah, it's so wonderful to have met you this spring!"

"This kind of perfection tinged with regret, this kind of unforgettable pain, is the highest form of art."

Shen Qingyue stopped crying.

She lifted her tear-streaked face and looked at Su Bai.

Although I really don't want to admit it.

But in my mind, I pictured the scene Su Bai had described.

The blonde girl vanished on stage as a speck of light, leaving the boy behind who underwent a transformation amidst his tears.

The sheer beauty and poignant atmosphere of the scene, even just imagining it, sent shivers down her spine as an illustrator.

So beautiful.

It's cruelly beautiful, yet irresistible.

"But you can't lie to people!"

Shen Qingyue sniffed, her tone softening, leaving only her last bit of stubbornness.

"The promotional material has already been released, claiming it's an inspirational anime. Won't the audience tear you apart when it airs?"

"Therefore, we need to form an alliance."

Su Bai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out one hand, and hovered it above the table.

"Before this spring ends, we will tell the whole world a colossal lie."

"We will use the most dazzling visuals, the most beautiful music, and the most joyful daily life to weave this lie."

"We want everyone to believe that this is a story about a miracle."

"Then, at the last moment, personally reveal the truth, letting this emotion resonate in everyone's hearts."

Su Bai's gaze swept over Shen Qingyue and finally landed on Lin Xi.

"Linxi, there's a kind of dying madness in your piano playing. I want you to infuse that madness into every performance by Miyazono Kaori."

"Shen Qingyue, I want you to paint that kind of glassy beauty that would shatter at the slightest touch."

"Tell me, are you guys brave enough to go crazy with me this time?"

"Do you dare to come with me and create the gentlest yet cruelest lie in animation history?"

The air seemed to freeze.

Lin Xi looked at the hand that was suspended in mid-air.

Her mind was filled with the image of that girl who burned her life out for her dream.

That was the life she had always dreamed of.

"I'm joining."

Without any hesitation, Lin Xi suddenly reached out and placed her hand heavily on Su Bai's hand.

There was a kind of martyr's fanaticism in her eyes.

"As long as I can produce that sound, I'll accept being cursed to death."

Both of them looked at Shen Qingyue at the same time.

Shen Qingyue bit her lip, looked at the script, and then at the two clasped hands.

"You two are both crazy."

As she cursed, she reached out and slapped both of their hands hard.

"I'll join in too! I don't trust anyone else to draw this! If it turns out badly, I'll be so sorry, Kaoru-chan!"

"But let me make this clear beforehand: if you ever get cornered after the anime airs, I'll definitely hand you a knife!"

"make a deal."

Su Bai felt the warmth from his palm, and the smile on his face finally became genuine.

Only true suffering can heal a lifetime.

Dear viewers.

The knife is already sharpened.

Have you washed your necks clean?

"What are you waiting for? Let's get started!"

"Yes, you old scoundrel Su!"

Shen Qingyue burst into laughter through her tears and shouted loudly.

"Yes, Mr. Su!"

Lin Xi hugged the zither tightly, her eyes burning with passion.