[Quick Transmigration] The Truman Show

He adjusts the curvature of the corners of the mouth: 3°, 7°, 11°, 13°, 17°, ... 31°, then 37°.

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Taoyuan Island.

December 121, X7.

Truman is another year older.

6:30 am.

He was woken up by the alarm clock.

Hearing the ringing of the alarm clock, Truman covered his head with the quilt irritably, struggling painfully on the bed, but he refused to reach out to turn off the alarm clock beside the bed.

He has a severe wake-up tantrum and is cranky unless he is woken by his own biological clock.

Under normal circumstances, his biological clock is 6:13, 17 minutes earlier than the alarm clock set time.

Maybe because of last night's nightmare, he slept through 17 minutes this morning.

Great, now it's 19 minutes.

Because the alarm clock rang for 2 minutes.

Until the alarm clock rang for 7 minutes, 6:37 in the morning.Truman finally got up from the bed and went downstairs. At a glance, he saw his mother carefully preparing breakfast.

"Natural mellow, rich nutrition; good morning, Truman." The mother still held the bag of cereal in her hand, looked in his direction, and smiled brightly and standardly like a model in a TV commercial.

However, there are still deviations.

A deviation of 15.7°, Truman thought.

The sight of his mother looking at him deviates by at least 15.7° from the center of his eyes.

It just so happened that he didn't like to meet other people's eyes either.

Also, he hates that brand of cereal.

"By the way, happy birthday, Truman."

"Thank you."

"A new family moved in next door today. The child in the family is about your age, and he is also a little boy. He is very cute. How about you invite him to your birthday party tonight?"

"Well," Truman replied absently, turned on the TV, and turned the volume to the maximum.

The announcer’s magnetic voice came from the TV, “The Airbus A320 of XX Airlines in country A was hijacked by terrorists and has lost contact… The A320 took off from New York’s LaGuardia Airport at around 3:25 in the morning "At approximately 6:26 a.m. today, Captain Slimberger made an emergency call to Charlotte Douglas Airport."

"According to the call recording, the captain found that the plane was hijacked by five terrorists 15 minutes after leaving the airspace of country A two hours after the flight. At the same time, a fight broke out in the cabin. During the fight, the plane lost control and fell , one engine was hit by a bird, lost part of its power, and the steering system failed... The control tower once urgently guided the A320 passenger plane back to Turboro Airport for an alternate landing, but then the communication was completely cut off and the passenger plane lost contact."

"According to the route forecast, if the A320 fails to return home, the plane should still be in the Pacific Ocean, and it is likely to make an emergency landing on the sea... The A320 carried 496 passengers, including 21 crew members, and passed through the imperial embassy. It has been verified that 320 passengers of the A53 passenger plane are citizens of the Empire. At present, the air forces of country A, country X, and the empire have dispatched reconnaissance planes in their respective airspaces, and at the same time dispatched Shanghai search and rescue forces..."

Truman was not surprised to see the report on the air crash on TV.

In fact, since he first said that he likes airplanes, there have been more and more reports on air crashes on TV, and the causes of air crashes are also endless. In addition to birds, there are also lightning, air currents, terrorists, storms, heavy snow, heat, etc. balloon……

Even his father died in an air crash.

Sure enough, airplanes are really dangerous.

After all, everyone around me said so.

""496 people lost contact. The plane is terrible," the mother sighed. crazy thing.The most dangerous thing now is to fly, if your father hadn't..."

Truman nodded, listening to his mother's sigh while eating cereal.

He thought: Mother has fallen in love with the scene again.

Although my mother was always too pessimistic about aircraft-related matters, after reading so many reports and analyzes on air crashes, Truman also believed that the probability of a successful forced landing of the missing airliner at sea was very small.The speed of the passenger plane is fast, the fuselage is heavy, and the taxiing distance required for conventional take-off and landing is very long. What's more, the engine has lost power and the steering system has failed. The probability of a successful emergency landing is very small.

"Truman?"

"Ah."

"Today is your birthday, and you can unwrap presents at the birthday party tonight, are you happy?"

"Well, happy."

……

Truman went back upstairs and glanced at the room.

Then he stood stiffly in front of the mirror, and unconsciously looked at the abnormal value of the data in the gap of the mirror frame, which was a not so obvious black spot.Then he looked back, eyes slightly glazed.

The person in the mirror, black hair, black eyes.

He asked himself: Are you happy?

Today is his birthday, he should be happy.

And mother wants him to be happy.

He adjusted the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

3°, 7°, 11°, 13°, 17°, ... then 31°.

31° smile.

It is good-looking.

Looks like a puppet...

The muscles of the face were stiff and aching.

He twitched the corners of his mouth again, and his smile widened.

A smile that changes from 31° to 37°.

Dynamic perfection.

……

Maybe he was in a daze in front of the mirror for too long, and his mother's voice came from downstairs again——

"Truman, if you don't leave, you will be late for school!"

"understood."

Truman smiled again at himself in the mirror, "Today is your birthday, you are very happy."

Then, pick up your schoolbag and leave the house.

……

Coincidentally, when he was going out, he happened to see the new neighbor mentioned by his mother, a little boy.

"Hi, Truman!" The little boy looked at him, greeted him, and smiled brightly.

"You know my name is Truman?" Truman asked.

"Everyone knows," the little boy suddenly covered his mouth, and added in embarrassment, "I, I mean... everyone on Taoyuan Island knows you. When I came by boat, the grandfather on the boat I've always praised you for your good looks."

Truman knew that grandfather, he nodded.But he still noticed the trembling of the little boy's eyelids, lips, and voice, the dilated pupils, and the stiffness of the face for a fifth of a second. Putting it in the trouser pocket, he touched his neck with his right hand, and swallowed his saliva after speaking.

Truman saw the full number of facial expressions on the little boy.

These numbers are ugly.

He was a little disgusted, a little chilly.

However, he smiled, a 37° smile.

"Truman, you laughed, you finally laughed," the little boy's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he danced to grab Truman's arm, "I have a toy."

Truman didn't like his touch very much and avoided him.

Also, Truman doesn't quite understand the relationship between his own laughter and toys.

The little boy said again, "Let's go to school together..."

Truman suddenly froze on the spot, staring blankly at the sky.

"Truman, what's wrong with you—"

The little boy followed his gaze, dumbfounded, "That's—"

The black spot on the sky is getting bigger and bigger, accompanied by a huge roar, it is getting clearer...

The author has something to say:

Little boy: Mom said, as long as you make Truman laugh, you can buy me a toy.Moreover, I can still become a star like Truman.