Chapter 66: A dream come true

Old people are always prone to dreams, especially when remembering the past.
When he came back to life, a knuckled hand reached under his eyelids, knocked the control button "snap", and retracted it.
The old man raised his head, Qin Chen smiled at him: "You continue, we will do it ourselves."
After that, he strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, and another offending candidate was waiting for him.
call--
The window glass disappeared instantly, and the cold wind in the middle of the winter night poured in.
The candidate stood at the edge of the platform, looking down at the bright lights below the tall buildings. Looking from the side, his thin eyelids were hanging, his expression was cold and calm.
For a moment, the old man inexplicably developed a feeling—
If the invigilator whose appearance is already obscured takes off his sunglasses, such an eyebrow must be appropriate.
...
Yuzu looked for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "From here?"
The old man said the same tone.
Like that invigilator, it was always a less enthusiastic tone.
On the occasion of his first visit, the old man comforted and said, "Yes, just go down from there. If you look down to the right, there should be a long ladder. Just step on that and go down."
Confusion glanced at his feet.
Rebars are nailed to the wall, one by one, continuing from top to bottom, without seeing the head.
If you are afraid of heights, your heart rate will increase at a glance.
Because the temperament seems to have known each other, the old man couldn't help but say a few more words: "Is it scary to look at it this way? It is actually very fast to overcome it psychologically."
Qin Chen no longer remembers the past 12 punishments.
He seemed to be here for the first time, and looked curiously. Then he smiled and said with a smile, "Do you want to overcome? I don't mind waiting for you for a while, this steel ladder is not too long."
Confused glanced at him and jumped with his feet up.
Qin Chen stood for a moment, laughed suddenly, and then jumped down.
"..."
Jump one in a second.
The old man grunted comfortably, and said that he really saw a ghost.
I haven't seen it for years, and Qi Qi can actually make a pair.
But he couldn't help but a little sigh.
Obviously the appearance has not changed, but now Qin Chen is not the same as before.
It's like a long knife wrapped in a layer of film, only at some inadvertent moments, a blade of light will leak out.
As a comer, this change is not unfamiliar to the elderly, and it is common in life.
It's as if someone lost something and couldn't find it, and talked and acted absent-minded. To others, it seems to be lazy and indifferent, and only a moment of recollection can show a trace of normal vigor.
That state is exactly the same as the current Qin Chen.
But Qin studied his arms and legs, and neither hurt nor wasted.
The old man thought about it and found nothing he had lost.
He dropped his head and started to sleep again.
When he was half asleep and half awake, the old man suddenly remembered ...
Oops another candidate is not registered!

The lack of registration was deliberate.
The device that presses the palm has a good memory, and there is a past record. Looking at Qin Chen's display, candidates and examiners are bound to each other during the period.
He pressed it with a slap, or he might come up with a record of examiner a.
Forget it for the time being.
The process of falling was unexpected.
The cold wind came from the bottom up, all arrows were sent, and the skin was sore.
After a long time, the speed dropped suddenly. He smashed into a cushion and cushioned quickly when he landed.
He stood up and looked intently, and found that he was standing next to a stack of sponge pads, which were covered with a dark green cloth cover, and these things were just catching him.
Not far away is a bunker, and further away is a plastic runway and a lawn.
This is a playground.
The sun was setting, students were in groups, and laughter spread.
There are people everywhere except where you are standing around.
A thin cord sounded, and the cushion next to it sounded again.
Confused, he turned his head and saw Qin Chen leaning sideways and jumping off the cushion.
"Where?" Qin Chen's dark eyes swept around: "Secondary school?"
"Well," said confusion, "Are you sure you are right?"
Everywhere here is clean, and I really don't see where this is necessary.
Don't you take a broom to clean it?
"When punishing people, the system can never recognize the wrong door." Qin Chen walked around the half-height cushion and said, "I'm looking for ..."
"What are you looking for?"
"Generally there will be a clean-up list, telling the punished person what conditions need to be completed before the clean-up is complete-ah found it."
Qin Chen's feet had a piece of note paper inserted at the edge of the soft sand pit.
The paper is and can be easily overlooked.
A few lines were printed on the note:
> Examination subjects: Politics
> Involved test sites: philosophy (materialism and idealism)
> Candidates in this test room frequently over-react, resulting in the effects that were originally confined to candidates are unreasonably extended to everyone in the test room (including candidates and topic-related roles).
> According to relevant regulations, the same test room has been out of control more than 5 times in a row and must be maintained and cleaned up.
> The release cleanup tasks are as follows:
[Public candidates are required to properly clean up all subjective fabrications and restore the order of the examination room to a controllable range. 】
political?
philosophy?
Materialism?
Bewildered eyes moved to the playground again: "Where's the subjective creation?"
Qin Chen: "No, maybe these people are."
Confused and silent.
The school bell rang in the entire teaching area, and several physical education teachers whistled in different places on the playground.
The girls talked and laughed and gathered around each other in twos and threes. The men's business on the basketball court never finished shooting the basket again, and then they moved the ball away.
"It's a bit green, and I don't seem to like this idea very much," Qin Chen said suddenly.
Bewildered: "?"
When he looked back, he saw Qin Chen with his hands in his pockets, a very boring look, looking at his face with a researching look.
Bewildered: "..."
"what are you doing?"
Qin Chen: "Report the changes in your complexion."
"Just briefly whitened, now it's a little woody again."
Bewildered: "..."
Qin Chen's gaze fell a little, watching his lips curl into a line.
Yougu held back for a moment, but did not hold back: "What did you eat before you came?"
"No." Qin Chen stood upright. "Jumped a floor, and I was in a good mood."
This is something that the old goalkeeper must hear. I'm afraid I have to cover my heart again.
But the process of rapid fall did give him a long-lost excitement.
It's not the stimulus itself, but this place.
He thought that the twelve punishments that he had forgotten would not be difficult, or ... there should have been something that pleased him in the process.
Even the slightest sense of acquaintance made him feel happy.

"You are here!" A voice came from a distance.
Bewildered and looked at the sound.
A middle-aged woman in a coffee-colored dress waved at them and walked over quickly.
"Are you here to help?" Said the woman. "The director of the Political and Religious Affairs Department here, my surname is Xiao, these are our outstanding young teachers."
"..."
This mentally retarded system is really enough.
The good cleanup is not to do a full set of play.
"What's the difference between taking another test?" Youcha mocked.
Qin Chen said: "Yes, it won't make the last difference."
The focus is not on the teacher. Director Xiao asked them after a brief introduction: "Do you know the specific situation?"
"I don't know, just talk." Qin Chen said.
"I don't know? Don't know what to do here?" A young man muttered impatiently.
There were two dark blues under his eyes, and his eye circles were about to fall to the corner of his mouth.
It's not just him.
Standing together, the visual effects are very exciting.
Director Xiao raised his glasses, looked at him reproachfully, and rebuked: "Xiao Zheng!"
The boy shut up reluctantly.
Director Xiao nodded politely to Qin Chen again: "I'm sorry, they have been troubled recently and haven't slept so much. They are exhausted physically and mentally, and it's inevitable to talk a bit.
"What trouble?" Qin asked.
Confusion pulled the note from his hand and turned it over.
Director Xiao said, "That's right, the school is ... not very clean these days."
Qin Chen: "..."
He really took the explanation of squeezing toothpaste, but he was still patient and asked, "Why is it not so clean?"
The anxious teacher Zheng couldn't take it anymore. He took the conversation and said, "Some time ago, a game was popular among students. You should understand that it may be because of the pressure of learning. Many children like to play that ... Similar to those who can make a wish or recruit ghosts. The pursuit of excitement or pure curiosity is more daring than anyone. "
"Oh, I heard it a little." Qin Chen said, "So what did they recruit?"
Teacher Zheng collapsed: "I don't know what it is. What dream-making is according to the students? Or dream-catching? Anyway, it's about dreams. It's not the point itself, the point is its function."
"Yes, the most terrible thing is that function." Director Xiao opened the box now, "said it can make people dream come true."
"Is there anything like this?" Qin Chen raised an eyebrow.
Director Xiao: "I didn't believe it before, but now, it really does."
"How?" Qin Chen asked again.
Director Xiao: "..."
Are you here to troubleshoot, or are you looking for trouble?
Director Xiao felt that the gentleman seemed to want to try more than the students.
She quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, how to recruit is not a problem. With so many students making haphazard vows, now the entire school has lost money, and everyone can make their dreams come true."
"This is not a good thing?" Qin Chen said with a joke: "the rate of enrollment is 100%."
Teacher Zheng didn't hold back: "Good shit. It seemed okay at the beginning of the first two days. There were fewer students to play with, less to believe, and dreams, and the test scores really improved. But how could everyone do it? What about dreams? There are always a few who haven't slept well enough to have nightmares, and that's really going to take their own lives. "
"I was on the night shift and lived in the dormitory area ..." Teacher Zheng wiped his face with both hands and deformed himself: "My God, you don't know how I got there that night. There is a hanging figure in the window, a quilt. It ’s half blood to sleep, and there ’s a scratching thing outside the door.

The things in the student's nightmare became true, walking in the dormitory area.
I didn't know how many households I visited that night. When I was in class the next day, half of the students had dark circles, and they were more ghostly than ghosts.
"The school's psychological counseling room was almost crowded that day," said a short-haired female teacher. "I have been working so long. I've been so busy these days that I almost doubt my life."
Director Xiao said, "Not only is Mr. Chen's psychologist, infirmary, teacher's office all students. Our school is a boarding system, full boarding system. Students only go home once a month. We are like their parents. The child is terrified, can't he come to us? "
A large group of students were scared that day.
After being soothed during the day, everyone talked about the noise and seemed to be fine.
The original shape appeared at night.
"Don't talk about students, just me!" Teacher Zheng said, "I had nightmares one after another that night. I remembered all the horror movies from childhood to childhood."
The psychologist pointed to his eyes and said, "I had insomnia that night and my eye sockets were recessed."
Because that night, there were many times more nightmares, and the mess in the school naturally doubled.
In this way, a vicious circle.
One night is scarier than one night.
"Did you take the sleeping pills?" Qin Chen asked.
"I ate it." Director Xiao said, "It's not just for you to eat, but for the students. Anyway, I've tried everything."
"Recently the road was closed recently, and the school could not be on holiday." She also said: "And no one knows whether this situation will continue. If the student's home is suffocated again and again, it will be passed on forever. , That would be terrible. "
Not far away, the students were led by various physical education teachers to the teaching area, but their faces were not very good, but they were still full of youth.
Director Xiao said, "Well, kids are always a little heartless and heartless. You can eat and run when you interrupt during the day. Those things don't come out during the day, so it looks quite peaceful at first glance. Wait until the evening to see ... "
Teacher Zheng said, "Several batches of transfer students have come before, most of them ..."
Director Xiao shook his head and said, "We will not be able to run the school in this way, and even if it continues, we will be sorry for the students who are in trouble. Since the principal invited two people, he should have his reason. You will certainly help. right?"
The punishment is coming, can you be right?
So this is a ghost story.
The so-called transfer students are a batch of candidates. The original "dream come true" effect only existed among the candidates. As a result, there was a bug that spread to all npcs in this test room.
Then came a group of magic flurry dances, a hundred ghosts walking at night.
Confused, holding the note, coolly said, "Politics, philosophy."
Materialistic, subjective fabrication?
Damn it.
He asked Director Xiao: "How many people are there in the school?"
"Now it's ... during the winter supplementary class, not many people." Director Xiao said, "High school is not here, only high school and high school.
Bewildered: "..."
One thousand students, one thousand ghosts.
Director Xiao said, "The principal asked us to cooperate fully with you, and arrange accommodation for you first."
She reached out and recruited a student: "Zhang Ming, come here."
It was a little fat man, and his round face looked particularly festive.
This talent is urgently needed in schools to relieve fear.
Zhang Ming turned upside down and said, "Teacher, what's wrong?"
"The two are guests invited by the principal. Staying in the dormitory for one night in the evening, the empty room on the sixth floor."
Zhang Ming said, "Oh, the one next to our dormitory?"
"Correct."
Director Xiao pointed at the perplexity and said, "This is Teacher A."
Bewildered: "..."
The first few named Jia were dead. He was killed.
Pointing at Qin Chen, he said, "This is Teacher B."
Qin Chen: "... Okay, it's better than cakes."
Zhang Ming laughed so that her eyes were gone.
Director Xiao took someone to get them daily necessities, and the fat man led them to the dormitory.
Unexpectedly, the two of them had one day to live in the student dormitory.
Zhang Ming is a lively character, and may be really big-hearted. I think bumping into ghosts is also a great thing.
Qin Chen asked him, "Are you having a nightmare?"
"do it!"
In the spirit of doing research, Qin Chen said, "Oh? What kind of nightmare?"
The fat man waved his hand and said, "Big scene!"
Qin Chen: "..."
A thousand students, a thousand big scenes are funny.
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