Chapter 4: Nijin

Wandering out of the confinement room, the corridor was quiet.
There was no sound from the bald head across, and the blood flowing from the room was everywhere.
He frowned slightly with disgust, letting blood go out.
Before long, he stopped suddenly.
A weird, spying feeling follows the shadow, as if something looked down, his lifeless eyes stared at him quietly.
Bemused looked up.
There was a white ceiling overhead, but nothing except a dim light.
"Oh, fuck! I almost fell asleep in violation of the rules, but the face of the dying coffin didn't—" Someone hurried downstairs, and just as he turned the corridor, the gurgling noise stopped suddenly.
"You! Hey, are you out?"
Confused to look away from the ceiling.
The caller was proctor 922.
Seeing the confusion, he immediately changed the tone of the official business, said a word of "borrowed" and strode deep into the corridor, opening the door.
After a while, the bald head was released.
922 was carrying a paralyzed middle-aged person, walking like a hemiplegia.
"Why are you still here?" He asked.
Confused in his pocket, he said lazily, "Wait for you, I'm not interested in becoming ashes."
922: "What about 154?"
Bewildered: "I don't know."
"A dead fake seriousness is lazy again?"
922 muttered under his throat.
He lifted the gradual decline of the bald head, without any entanglement, tilted his head towards the door and said, "Let's go and take you back to the examination room."
The second floor of Xiaoyang Building.
Qin Chen hugged his arms, leaning lazily by the window, his eyes dangling.
The lights in the room were projected in the woods, and 922 led the two candidates through the light and shadow, and soon drowned in the snow and fog.
Qin Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at the place.
The black bird suddenly murmured twice.
After a while, Qin Chen just
stunned
and stood up.
He walked back to the table, fiddled with the black bird's pointed beak, fed it a grain of food, and said, "Is there something missing?"
The black bird mocked, "Oh."
Qin Chen: "A proctor?"
Blackbird: "Oh."
Qin Chen knocked on the bird's beak and opened the door downstairs.
Without taking two steps, the black bird fluttered and followed.
He looked around the hall and turned into the corridor. One of the confined rooms faintly heard the sound of chair movement, just the one that had just been closed and bewildered.
Qin Chen raised his eyebrows and knocked at the door three times in a leisurely manner: "Someone?"
The chair smashed a few times inside.
Qin Chen: "Is it convenient for me to go in?"
The chair smashed to the ground.
Qin Yan removed the lock.
The door opened, revealing the missing proctor No. 154.
He was tired in the chair, with his hands behind his back, tied with a rope, and a large paper ball in his mouth.
On the paper group, someone calmly wrote a few words with a marker:
Get out of your mother's little girl.
Qin Chen suddenly laughed.
154 was about to take a chair jump, reminding Qin Chen to let him go first.
When I saw the smile, I was a little persuaded, and lowered the chair gently.
Fortunately, Qin Chen did not appreciate it for a long time.
After a while, 154 finally broke the rope and recovered his freedom.
He rubbed his red wrist and rebuked: "I have been an invigilator for three years, and I have never seen such an examinee! People crying and grabbing the ground, he sleeps? Sincerely, I am afraid that I will not provoke the invigilation. How many? "
After holding the table, Qin Chen listened lazily, saying, "It's kind of rhyme, continue."
154: "..."
If he can, he wants to show the "roll your mother" on the paper ball to the boss.
"As an invigilator, was the candidate in the confinement room, shameful?" Qin Chen asked with narrowed eyes.
154 stretched his coffin face: "Lost. Fortunately, he didn't let 922 see, otherwise he can laugh for two years."
Anyone familiar with this mechanism knows that invigilators are drawn from previous candidates. Only the best people can complete this identity conversion.
These people are ranked in order of execution and toughness, which is today's proctor number.
The serial number is a single digit.
For example 001.
"You said just now, that ..." Qin Chen paused, seemingly considering an adjective, but finally raised his eyebrows and said, "Candidates sleep in the confinement room?"
"Yes. When I came in, my nose was still my nose, my eyes were my eyes, there was no change in what the confinement room looked like. There was nothing to fear."
154 thought for a while and wondered: "But is it possible? How can there be such a person? I have seen such one in my life."
Qin Chen squinted his eyes, and flicked his finger over the black bird's neck.
"Maybe life is too smooth, I haven't encountered anything scared?" 154 guessed, "But the so-called smoothness is up to this day. Their group of candidates have been lucky, and they got the toothpaste problem in the first line . "
Qin Chen glanced at him.
"The problem is the same as squeezing toothpaste. I don't know if it is a bug."
Qin Chen: "Which is a random name?"
"The fool who took it from 922 has nothing to do with me." 154 said solemnly, "but still pretty. When I took the exam, I was most afraid of this kind of question! It wasn't really difficult, but the original one. The amount of information is about 0, and no points can be found at all. Therefore, the first rewinding is defaulted, and it is destined to have a companion festival. "
154 thought about it for a while, and then muttered in fear: "Fortunately, I met one time in total, but fortunately was not selected ... I don't know who this group of candidates will be for the festival?"
He glanced at the time: "It's not a few seconds."
In front of the snow mountain hut.
The 922, who became a dead dog, hampered his face and stretched his face so that he could not breathe.
"Is there something else?"
The first winding time is coming, and he can feel the panic in the cabin across the roaring snow.
I really can't afford a delay.
922 said: "There is also a provision that, as a person who has been incarcerated, this round of rewinding, you two cannot answer the question."
Your puzzled face was cold again.
922 waved his hand: "Don't stare at me, anyway, the first round of this kind of problem is killing you, and you can't step on the extra points-"
He didn't finish talking, and He had turned his head and opened the door.
The moment the heat hit his face, the chicken sounded without warning.
It's time to wind up.
The bald head was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, crawling down to the corner of the wall, his eyes shivering indifferently.
He took the lead, and the people stupid in the room were paralyzed.
Yu Wen half kneeled on the ground, the tattooed man with his knees pressed to the ground, holding something in his hand, as if just grabbed his hand.
He looked blankly in the roar of the chicken, raised his hand and murmured, "Brother, I have found the knife, but time ... is it time?"
and then?
Everyone was paralyzed to the ground, frightened to forget to breathe.
The chicken tweeted that they panicked.
"Really ... will you be kicked out of the test room?" Someone mumbled lightly.
Will it really die in the snow? Like the tin can that is thrown out into powder?
Peng! !!
The locked door popped open and hit the wall heavily.
Everyone shook
Outside the door, 922, who had not left, also stood still.
An unprecedented wind came over, like a high-altitude aircraft suddenly unloaded its door, and a huge suction desperately pulled everyone.
"what--"
Old Yu exclaimed, suddenly rolled to the ground, and slammed toward the door.
It was as if he had an invisible hand that was pulling his ankle to throw him out.
"The chicken beeps nine times, and the rewinding is over."
"Also, there is a knack for the first round of this mentally handicapped question, alas ... it's shameless."
These two words suddenly came to mind.
I was too confused to think about it, grabbed the small-handed folding knife that was too sniffy, jumped over the long table in the way, and stood in front of the answer wall.
In the last roar, he scribbled a word:
solution.
922 outside the door: "....................."
This horse riding is OK? ? ? ?
This really works.
Jiming and snowstorm came to an abrupt end.
Yu Yu's head was worthy of the door, and the top hair was gone. Yu Wen hugged one of his legs and rolled on the ground embarrassed.
Their hearts were pounding, their faces were blank for a while, then they turned to look at the answer wall.
After a century, there is a red comment next to the word "solution" of the dragon and phoenix dance:
Everyone was stunned.
922 look drunk.
He stood for a few seconds in the cold wind, turned his head and rushed back to report.
After a while, the talents in the room digested this scene.
Climbing softly from the ground.
"Well, I'm going, but I'm scared to death ..." Old Yu was cut into the Mediterranean Sea, and his scalp was broken. He bleeds blood.
Fortunately, people are still alive.
Yu Wen spread his father's legs, and the dead dog collapsed to the ground.
After a few seconds, I sat up and slapped myself again and said, "Look at my pig brain! How can I forget this stubble! Before the exam, the teacher told me to tell you whether to get the papers. First write all the words. One word is worth two points !!! Why are you so powerful! "
"..."
Confused and silent, put away the knife, did not think it was a compliment.
In order to prevent the mental retardation from continuing to mention the word "solution", he opened his mouth in honor and dignity and asked Yu Wen a question: "Who got the knife?"
When mentioning the knife, Yu Wen immediately pulled down his face: "Who else!"
He pointed at the tattooed man and said, "He! I found it with him! I said he was wrong. Everyone wanted to find questions and find clues. He is like Goubongtun Dongliang, who stabbed various knives in his pocket. If it wasn't for Sister Yu Yao being hit by his stomach, everyone would fall into a knife and wonder when it would be found! "
Thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help being scared for a while.
If there is no chaos, if they are almost out of luck and find the knife later, they will not be able to catch up with the first roll even if they come back.
Then his dad is older ...
The tattooed man was trapped on a chair, and everyone was about to confess his crime.
The answer wall suddenly changed.
Question: A group of travelers came to the Snow Mountain and stayed in Orion's cabin. A said: I have 13 sets of tableware, but the food is limited, and I can only entertain 12 people. There was a secret in the tableware, and one was destined to die. Will you be spared? This is actually not difficult, after all, it is the most wonderful thing in the world.
Requirement: Find the set of utensils (but don't damage the utensils)
Examining Knowledge Points: Optics
Everyone: "..."
Just as everyone looked at the title, a line appeared again below.
Violation warning: Candidates who have been punished for illegally answering the questions have been notified of the invigilation.
Invigilator: 001, 154, 922.
Everyone: "..."
ten minutes later.
The second floor of Xiaoyang Building, in the office of the proctor. The proctor No. 001 and the illegal candidates who entered the palace were silent.
Bewildered: "..."
Qin Chen: "..."
After a long time, the invigilator fiddled with a smirk, narrowed his eyes and asked lazily, "Are you planning to live here?"