The Weirdness that is 'Severance'
Severance is about breaking down facades and confronting old models that were once frameworks of our lives. The somewhat subtle message to me is it’s never too late to fall in love, no matter your insecurities.

In the Internet age of information expansion, the entire society is in a state of being extremely magnified, and any disturbance may become the focus of public opinion. A dance video of Yang Jinghong, a young girl, accidentally went viral on the Internet. After the popularity of m.ysgou.cc, Yang Jinghong is affectionately called "Jinghong Fairy" by fans. She is on all major online platforms. The identity of the Internet celebrity has brought her huge fame and fortune. Someone posted on the Internet that she had forged her academic qualifications and her unbearable past, waiting for countless negative labels to hit Yang Jinghong, and for a while, "Jinghong Fairy" was pushed to the forefront again.
Severance is about breaking down facades and confronting old models that were once frameworks of our lives. The somewhat subtle message to me is it’s never too late to fall in love, no matter your insecurities.
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