Patriarch enjoys meal

There are still two months until the graduation season. When Zhou Jiran returned to the dormitory with his luggage, the game sound effects of his roommate Salted Fish and the sound of keyboard tapping complemented each other very excitingly.

"Cumin is back, come, come, let's have fun together!"

"No," Zhou already went straight to the bed, his voice weak, "I can't bear the hard seat of the train for several hours."

Seeing that he was really tired, the two roommates hurriedly plugged in their earphones, and the dormitory became quiet, "Okay, then go to sleep, I'll call you for dinner."

"Hmm..." Zhou Weiran's consciousness soon became blurred.

It wasn't all because of the train ride that he was so tired, but because he hadn't had a good rest for a month.

During this month, Zhou already had dreams whenever he fell asleep, and various pictures and words that did not conform to socialist ideas and the scientific outlook on development appeared in his mind.

In his dream, he memorized these information uncontrollably, and when he woke up the next day, his head was so dizzy that he was about to explode.

He swore that the energy in his dream was not comparable to that of the college entrance examination back then.

At first, I thought it was because of too much employment pressure during the graduation season, which caused poor sleep quality. I didn't take it too seriously and just made up for sleep during the day.

But gradually the things in the dream became clearer and clearer, and after the accuracy of each talisman, Zhou already found out that something was wrong.

Their family may be about to produce a second magic stick.

The first magic stick in Zhou Weiran's family is his grandfather.

When Mr. Zhou was young, he was also a passionate and ambitious young man, running on the front line of scientifically building a new countryside, propagating scientific theories, and breaking feudal superstition.

Because of his hard work and outstanding ability, he is still an outstanding and progressive young man who has worn a big red flower and been named and praised by the local radio.

The methods of those witches and thugs who hang out in rural villages and towns to defraud people of money can only be used as talking points for the old ladies and old men in the countryside.

However, such a promising young man with a red heart towards the party and science woke up one day, and his scientific dream was shattered.

Received from Tianmeng, upon waking up, he has mastered alchemy without a teacher.

Zhou Jiran grew up listening to all kinds of ghostly stories. When he was a child, he saw his grandfather's miraculous methods, and excitedly announced that he would inherit his grandfather's career. Then he was ruthlessly told that his grandfather's skills were cannot be inherited.

This is talent, the patriarch enjoys the food.

After clearing up those dreams that week, he immediately bought a ticket back to his hometown, and asked for help from his grandfather who has decades of experience in magic tricks.

Let's see if there is a way to make God do me a favor, his biological clock will be reversed if he continues to suffer from insomnia!No matter how bad it is, the next day's dream teaching is fine, give him some time to digest the knowledge!

Cramming education is bad!

It was already night when Zhou woke up, and his roommate Chen An brought him food.

"The fried rice I brought you is cold, take the youngest's small pot and heat it up before eating."

Chen An's hometown is in Sichuan, his Mandarin has a plastic smell, he is very enthusiastic, and he is the boss in the dormitory.

"Thank you, boss." Zhou already took the contraband handed over by the youngest and started to heat up the meal.

The rising heat wrapped in the smell of fried rice soon permeated the small dormitory.

After sleeping for a long time, I was so hungry that Zhou Jiran started to eat with the pot: "Why isn't the second child here at this hour?"

"You have been away these few days, and you missed the scene where he made an important decision." The boss explained, "He has been salty for so long and finally decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination."

"So suddenly? But it's good to have a goal."

"Yeah, he also knows that it's a little late to decide to take the postgraduate entrance examination now. Fortunately, his family is not in a hurry to let him work. He is now in the library every day until it closes at night. He is working very hard."

The youngest, who had been sitting in front of the computer and typing, suddenly spoke up: "You must pass the fourth teaching building when you come back from the library? Let's call the second and tell him to take a detour."

"What's the matter?" The boss leaned over to look at his computer, "What did you see on the school forum again?"

Zhou Jiran also became interested. Song Gu, the youngest in their dormitory, was obsessed with browsing various forums, and often boasted that he could know the world's affairs without leaving home.Although it was a bit exaggerated, he did have a way to get first-hand information about all kinds of little-known and interesting things in the school, from the leaders and professors to the students and staff.

"Do you still remember the student who committed suicide last month?" Song Gu lowered his voice, a little mysterious, "She fell from the fourth teaching building."

Zhou already had some doubts: "Falling?"

"Isn't it suicide?" The boss also knew a little about this unresolved incident.

"It's not that simple," Song Gu pulled out a form from the computer, "She has a bright future."

Zhou Ziran also leaned over to look at it.

On the form is the list of internships in Lin's Group.

The boss glanced at it and sighed: "It's awesome, I went to this company for an internship, even if I didn't stay there, the next job would be fine."

"No, not long after this list came out, she fell to her death. Now the conspiracy theories in the school forum are getting more and more exciting."

The boss was surprised: "For an internship, it's not enough..."

"Then why do you walk around the fourth teaching building?" Zhou Jiran is still curious about what Song Gu said before. Except for him who is in awe of such incidents because of his "family history", the other three in their dormitory have always been concerned about the relationship between ghosts and gods. Sneering, it was rare to see Song Gu being so careful, "Could it be that something else happened later?"

"What else could happen," Song Gu said in a low voice with a cautious expression, "Of course it's something..."

Seeing that both Zhou Weiran and Chen An were very interested, Song Gu directly found a post in the bookmarks for them to read.

It’s no wonder Song Gu is so concerned. It’s been less than a month since the falling incident. Five students broke their legs in the fourth teaching building. Some students fainted in the middle of the night and were found by the security guards in the teaching building. When someone woke up and asked, she didn't know how she got to the fourth teaching building.

"It's very weird," the boss rubbed the goosebumps aroused by the post's mysterious narration, "I'll give my second..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the dormitory opened with a bang, and Xu Xinwen came in sweating profusely and panting, which startled the boss: "What's wrong?"

Xu Xinwen poured half a glass of water down with shaking hands, still terrified: "Damn...Damn it...the fourth teaching building is really haunted!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the dormitory.

"Really or not?" Song Gu laughed dryly, "Are you sure it's not because you've been studying and misunderstood?"

Xu Xinwen said anxiously: "I can see clearly! Block the dignity of my 5.1 eyesight!"

The whites of the eyes are bloodshot, the eyes are slightly blue and black, the hair is not well-trimmed to cover the forehead tightly, the lips are white, and the breath is also a little out of tune... This kind of physical condition is really easy to see in unclean places. look at something.

Looking at Xu Xinwen's face at this time, Zhou Ji was a little surprised when he came to this conclusion unconsciously, and he didn't know whether it was accurate or not.

"You don't know. Now that it is dark, there is no one in the fourth teaching building. I was trying to take a shortcut, but I just approached and looked up..." Xu Xinwen's voice trembled, "I saw She... she jumped off."

"Who?"

"Ghost!" Xu Xinwen was terrified, "I'll tell you, I was really scared to death at that time. I thought someone jumped off the building again, but there was nothing on the ground. When I looked up, she was still standing upstairs. Smile at me! I ran away like a girl, and almost lost my sweetheart aj!"

Song Gu said everyone's thoughts: "The point is the last sentence??? Brother, are you okay?!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Fortunately, sprinting is my strong point. At critical moments, a good skill can save my dog's life!"

Boss: "Don't be poor at this time."

Xu Xinwen was aggrieved: "As soon as I get scared, I can't stop."

The boss and Song Gu’s scientific views are crumbling and are struggling to rebuild, ignore him, and Xu Xinwen, whose soul is traumatized and needs to vent, comes here to seek comfort from Zhou Jiran: “Cumin Curan, I think what happened to me tonight can blow my mind. 20 years! What is this called, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!"

Zhou Jiran seriously suggested: "If you want to survive, you should cut your hair quickly."

Xu Xinwen touched his hair and felt good about himself.

"The forehead is the most yang place of a person, where the yang energy of a person gathers. There is an area on the forehead called Sikong. According to physiognomy, it is not suitable for Sikong to leave shade. Sikong is like a bright lamp, and the forehead is covered by shade. Sikong, the bright light is turned off, once the light is turned off, it is easy to be moldy and bad, and when you encounter unclean things," Zhou Ziran glanced at his thick bangs, "You are as good as a blackout curtain."

Xu Xinwen was shocked and felt that he had rediscovered the world: "Cumin, do you still understand this?!"

Zhou Ziran said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little." It's only been a month.

"Cut it, I'll shave it all tomorrow!" Xu Xinwen said ruthlessly, "You said it's shaved, so... will the lights be brighter?"

"Yes, but it's not necessary." Zhou was already shocked by his determination, and persuaded him: "It's not easy for college students to have such thick hair, maybe this is the peak of your hair volume in your life. It's not that you can't have bangs, don't do this Thickness is fine."

"And what if you were simply unlucky enough to meet him?"

Xu Xinwen looked like you were teasing me: "Simple unlucky? Cumin, don't fool me. My psychological defense is very weak now. I will believe everything you say."

"I'm not teasing you. It may be because you have been too obsessed with studying recently and have irregular work and rest, which has caused you to be a little haggard. Although you are a bit weak, you are not going to hell. I look at your face, and it is a trend of small fortunes but no disasters. , "Zhou already concluded, "It should be a coincidence."

Although he had reservations about Zhou Jiran's meeting, Xu Xinwen was still a little relieved, and collapsed on the chair: "By the way, I saw Bai Xiaohong in the fourth teaching building, carrying a big Pocket doesn't know what to do there."

"See clearly, is it really Bai Xiaohong?" Song Gu, who had watched the superstitious activities silently for a long time, seemed a little surprised.

"Can I be mistaken for the school belle?" Xu Xinwen said, "I was running for my life at the time, and I saw her running out of the teaching building, and she seemed to be quite frightened, alas! We all have the same experience. Alumnus, I don't know how she is now, I'm afraid she was frightened."

Seeing Xu Xinwen's sentimental appearance, the boss joked: "Did you not comfort the school belle at such a great time, and send her back to the girls' apartment with courtesy? The school belle is single."

Xu Xinwen was silent for two seconds: "To tell you the truth, my legs became weak when I ran out of the fourth teaching building, and..."

Xu Xinwen said with a humiliating expression: "I haven't run as fast as the school beauty. At that time, the distance between us was at least ten neighbors..."

The boss shut up thoughtfully, and patted him on the shoulder, silently comforting him.

"I just said that this matter is not that simple," Song Gu found something after hearing Xu Xinwen's words, "Bai Xiaohong is the roommate of the girl who fell from the building."

"Besides, the two of them just happened to be competing for the place for girls to go to Lin's Group for internship."