Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 361: Acting? The Lethal Kind

The next person called up to the podium was Sun Bangyu.

After being called by Mr. Zhang, Sun Bangyu wasted no time, bowing her head and walking up. Even as she stood on stage, her gaze still avoided any connection with the audience below.

Sun Bangyu tightly gripped the hem of her shirt, her knuckles turning pale from nervousness.

Sang Ning was sweating bullets for Sun Bangyu—this girl wasn’t just shy, she could barely speak. The difficulty level of her acting task was practically Hell Level.

"Classmate Sun, per usual rules, you’ll have one minute to prepare. After one minute, you can officially begin your performance." Mr. Zhang spoke with a gentler tone, having sensed Sun Bangyu’s discomfort.

After finishing his sentence, Mr. Zhang walked to the lectern, picked up his thermos cup, and prepared to take a sip of water to moisten his throat.

Just as his lips lightly touched the cup’s rim and he took a sip of hot water, a thunderous roar erupted from the stage: "Aaahhh—!"

Mr. Zhang jolted in shock, his body trembling, and his hand shook so much that he couldn’t hold onto the thermos. The thermos fell to the floor, spilling water everywhere.

Bending down to pick up the thermos, Mr. Zhang was stopped mid-motion by another furious roar that froze him in place, his hand hanging awkwardly in mid-air, his body still in a bent posture.

Maintaining that position, Mr. Zhang slowly turned his head, only to see Sun Bangyu charging at him like an enraged beast, her bloodshot eyes and savage screams cutting through the room: "You scoundrel! Your life is mine—!"

"..."

For a moment, both the stage and the audience fell into silence.

Mr. Zhang hadn’t anticipated that Sun Bangyu would treat him as a prop for her scene. Frantically waving his hands, he signaled: "Classmate Sun, this is a non-physical acting exercise. A non-physical acting exercise! Please do not treat me as your imaginary enemy!"

His protests were futile. In Mr. Zhang’s horrified gaze, he was tackled to the ground by Sun Bangyu.

"Help—help—!"

Mr. Zhang raised a hand, but before he could utter his cries for help, Sun Bangyu grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back.

"You scoundrel, how dare you wipe out my clan? I’ll claim your head today to honor my fallen brethren!"

Under the stunned gazes of the other students, Sun Bangyu went ahead and strangled Mr. Zhang’s neck, her bloodshot eyes seeming as if they might drip with rage.

The sheer intensity of Sun Bangyu’s murderous energy felt anything but feigned—this wasn’t acting, this was her raw essence coming through.

Such a domineering approach to acting pulled Mr. Zhang into her narrative effortlessly. As Sun Bangyu fiercely strangled him, for a fleeting second, Mr. Zhang actually felt as though he truly was the villain who had slaughtered her clan.

"Warrior... spare... my... life..." Mr. Zhang barely gasped, his hands clawing at Sun Bangyu’s wrists, rolling his eyes pleadingly.

The students in the audience were completely floored by the intense exchange between Sun Bangyu and Mr. Zhang. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Holy crap! This is the first time I’ve seen Sun Bangyu, the little mute, perform a scene. Can her acting actually be this explosive?"

"Are quiet folks just secretly tough as nails? Sun Bangyu’s usual reserved, introverted demeanor doesn’t exactly scream ’acting prowess,’ but look at her holding her own against Mr. Zhang. That’s some talent right there!"

"Mr. Zhang really lives up to being an industry veteran—the speed of his impromptu reactions is nothing short of incredible. Not a single moment of hesitation while matching Sun Bangyu’s performance—it’s brilliant."

"Old actors will always be old actors, huh? Even his near-death act feels so authentic it’s scary. Honestly, I’m worried he might actually pass out in the next moment."

While the students were busy praising Sun Bangyu and Mr. Zhang’s acting skills, only Sang Ning realized something was off.

Heavens above! Sun Bangyu wasn’t acting—she was actually doing it for real!

"Sun Bangyu!" Sang Ning shouted, abandoning the idea of making her way up the podium properly. She vaulted out of her seat, landing directly onto the stage.

"Sun Bangyu, snap out of it!" Sang Ning rushed toward Sun Bangyu and Mr. Zhang in a panic.

To the students in the audience, Sang Ning’s actions seemed like nothing more than an attention-seeking spectacle, leading to some snide remarks.

"What’s Sang Ning doing now? People are in the middle of a scene—can’t she have some respect?"

"So just because she’s a movie lead actress, she thinks she’s better than everyone? I don’t see much skill in her acting either—Mr. Zhang’s just hyping her up for nothing."

"Seriously, she’s so awkward it’s embarrassing. If I have to deal with this kind of disruptive Old Liu during a performance, I’d lose it too."

Ignoring the audience’s jeers entirely, Sang Ning sped to Sun Bangyu, grabbing her arm and forcefully pulling her away from Mr. Zhang.

"Sun Bangyu, this is acting—it’s not real! Please snap out of it! If you keep this up, Mr. Zhang won’t make it out alive!"

Sang Ning finally managed to drag Sun Bangyu away from Mr. Zhang, but Sun Bangyu still seemed possessed, utterly lost in her murderous mindset. Without skipping a beat, she turned her aggression toward Sang Ning, reaching out to grip her throat.

Thinking the ordeal would be over once she pulled Sun Bangyu away from Mr. Zhang, Sang Ning was woefully unprepared for how deeply Sun Bangyu was immersed in her performance. Letting her guard down, Sang Ning was caught off guard and found herself strangled by Sun Bangyu’s hands.

"You too! You’re also one of the villains who destroyed my clan! Die!" Sun Bangyu shouted hysterically.

The force behind Sun Bangyu’s scream buzzed through Sang Ning’s ears, leaving her mind momentarily blank.

Why on earth did she ever think Sun Bangyu was just a poor little mute? Clearly, this was a lioness with lungs of steel.

"If you don’t snap out of it, you’re going to die too!" Sang Ning hollered back at her, grabbing Sun Bangyu’s neck in turn, refusing to back down.

Mr. Zhang, stumbling and swaying as he climbed back to his feet, witnessed this scene of mutual strangulation between Sun Bangyu and Sang Ning. His blood pressure felt like it was about to break critical limits again.

What kind of karmic retribution was this? How did he end up with students as ridiculous as this?

Determined to wake Sun Bangyu from her trance, Sang Ning exerted all her strength, making it impossible for Sun Bangyu to fight back. Eventually, Sun Bangyu faltered, coughing violently as though she couldn’t catch her breath.

Seeing the murderous gleam in Sun Bangyu’s eyes finally fade and her expression return to normal, Sang Ning slowly loosened her grip.

Sang Ning raised her hand to rub her neck, now fully appreciating Sun Bangyu’s acting intensity.

Alright, friend, how about running lines with me? The kind that sends people to their graves?

Sang Ning stood up and walked over to Mr. Zhang, politely asking, "Mr. Zhang, are you alright? Do you need me to find a doctor for you?"

Even without a hint of malice in Sang Ning’s tone or expression, Mr. Zhang instinctively trembled and took several steps back, wanting to put as much distance between himself and Sang Ning as possible.

Mr. Zhang couldn’t help but wonder—Sang Ning had just been in a choking match with Sun Bangyu earlier. What if she was a violent maniac too?

Finally snapping out of her trance, Sun Bangyu realized what she had done. She immediately approached Mr. Zhang and Sang Ning and, without saying a word, began bowing furiously to them both.