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Chapter 52: Dreams come true ┃ One thousand students, one thousand big scenes

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Elderly people tend to be distracted, especially when reminiscing about the past.

When he came back to his senses, a well-jointed hand reached under his eyelids, tapped the control button with a "snap", and retracted it.

The old man raised his head, Qin Jiu smiled at him: "You continue, we will do it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, where another student who violated the rules was standing there waiting for him.

call-

The window panes disappeared in an instant, and the cold wind of the winter night came in.

The candidate stood at the very edge of the platform, looking down at the brilliant lights under the tall building. Looking from the side, his thin eyelids are drooping, and his expression is cold and calm.

For a moment, the old man inexplicably gave birth to a feeling—

If the invigilator, whose appearance has long been blurred, takes off his sunglasses, he must have such an appropriate eyebrow.

You Huo watched for a while, then turned his head and asked, "From here?"

The old man said the same tone.

Like the invigilator, he always had a less enthusiastic tone.

For the sake of his new arrival, the old man said with relief: "Yes, just go down from there, look down to the right, there should be a long ladder. Just step on that and go down."

Youyou glanced at his feet.

The steel bars were nailed to the wall, one by one, continuing from top to bottom, with no end in sight.

If you are afraid of heights, your heart will beat faster when you look at it.

Because the temperament seemed familiar, the old man couldn't help but say a few more words: "It looks scary, right? It's actually very fast to overcome it psychologically."

Qin Qiu had long forgotten the past 12 punishments.

As if he was here for the first time, he looked out curiously, and then said to Youhuo with a half-smile, "Do you want to overcome it? I don't mind waiting for you for a while, this steel ladder is not too long."

Youyou glanced at him and jumped up.

Qin Jiu stood for a moment, suddenly laughed, and jumped down.

"… "

One jump every second.

The old man swallowed the comforting words, thinking that he had seen a ghost.

We haven't seen each other for many years, but Qi Hua was able to get a pair.

But he couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously the appearance has not changed, but the current Qin research is not the same as before.

Just like a long knife wrapped in a layer of film, only in some inadvertent moments, a blade of light will leak.

As a pastor, this kind of change is not unfamiliar in the eyes of the elderly, and it is very common in life.

For example, if someone has lost something and can't find it, he will be absent-minded when talking and doing things. In the eyes of others, he is lazy and indifferent, and only occasionally recovers for a moment, can he show a trace of his usual vitality.

That state is exactly the same as the current Qin research.

But Qin Zhuo had good arms and legs, neither hurt nor wasted.

The old man thought about it, but didn't realize that he had lost anything.

He hung his head down and began to fall asleep again.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, the old man suddenly remembered...

Oops another candidate didn't register!

***

I didn't register this matter, and the confusion was intentional.

The device that presses the palm has a good memory and has a past record. Looking at Qin Research's display, candidates and examiners are bound to each other during the period.

He slapped it down, maybe a list of Examiner A's records would come out.

For now, forget it.

The process of falling was unexpectedly long.

The cold wind was blowing from the bottom to the top, and ten thousand arrows were sent out in unison, blowing people's skin into pain.

After a long time, the speed suddenly dropped. He smashed into a ball of soft cushions, and quickly cushioned it when he landed.

He stood up straight and took a closer look, and found himself standing beside a stack of sponge pads covered with a dark green cloth cover, and these were the things that had just caught him.

Not far away is a bunker, and further afield is a plastic track and a lawn.

This is a playground.

The sun was setting, and the students were in groups of three or five, laughing all over the place.

Except for the place where Youhuo Station is, there are people everywhere.

There was a sound of the string, and another sound from the cushion next to it.

You Huo turned his head and saw Qin Qiu turn sideways, jumping off the cushion.

"Where?" Qin Jiu's dark eyes swept around: "Middle school?"

"Well." You Huo said, "Are you sure you're right?"

It's clean everywhere, and you can't really see where this is necessary.

Can't you just use a broom to clean it

"When punishing people, the system will never admit the wrong door." Qin Qiu walked around the half-person-high cushion and said, "I'll look for..."

"Looking for what?"

"Usually there will be a cleanup checklist, telling the person being punished what conditions need to be fulfilled before the cleanup is over - ah, found it."

There was a note paper at Qin Jiu's feet, which was inserted into the edge of the soft sand pit.

The paper is ginger and can be easily overlooked.

A few lines were printed on the sticky note:

> This exam subject: Politics

> Test sites involved: Philosophy (Materialism and Idealism)

> Candidates in this examination room frequently overreacted, resulting in the unreasonable expansion of the effect originally limited to the examinee to everyone in the examination room (including candidates and the relevant roles of the question), and the examination room frequently lost control.

> According to relevant regulations, if the same test room loses control more than 5 times in a row, maintenance and cleaning must be carried out.

> The cleaning tasks are now released as follows:

[Please properly clean up all subjective fictions and restore the order of the examination room to a controllable range. 】

politics

philosophy

Materialism

The confused eyes moved to the playground again: "Where is the subjective fiction."

Qin Qiu: "It's hard to say, maybe these people are."

Youhuo said nothing.

The school bell rang throughout the teaching area, and several physical education teachers blew their whistle in different parts of the playground.

The girls were talking and laughing and gathered around in twos and threes. The boys on the basketball court shot another basket with no end in sight, and then they walked off the court with the ball.

"It's a bit green, I don't seem to like this idea very much." Qin Qiu said suddenly.

Confused: "?"

When he regained his senses, he saw Qin Qiu, with his hands in his pockets, looking extremely bored, slightly hunched over and looking at his face with a research look.

Confused: "… "

"what are you doing?"

Qin Research: "Broadcast the changes in your face."

"—It was white for a while, and now it's a bit woody again."

Confused: "… "

Qin Qiu's gaze dropped a little, watching his lips pursed into a line.

You Huo endured for a moment, but couldn't hold back: "What sour food did you eat before you came?"

"No." Qin Jiu stood up straight, "Jumped up a building, I'm in a good mood."

If the old gatekeeper could hear this, he might have to cover his heart again.

But the rapid fall process did bring him a long-lost stimulation.

It's not the thing itself that excites it, it's the place.

He thought that the 12 punishments he had forgotten must not be difficult, or... something should have happened in the process that made him happy.

So much so that just a hint of deja vu made him feel happy.

***

"You are here!" A voice came from afar.

You confused and looked at the sound.

A middle-aged woman in a coffee-colored dress beckoned to them and walked over quickly.

"Are you here to help?" The woman said, "My surname is Xiao, the director of the Political and Educational Office here. These are our outstanding young teachers."

"… "

This mentally retarded system is really enough.

As far as the cleanup is concerned, it is necessary to do a full set of dramas.

"What's the difference between this and another test?" You Huo mocked.

Qin Qiu said, "Yes, I won't draw the last-to-last difference."

The focus is not on the teacher. After a brief introduction, Director Xiao asked the two of them, "Do you know the specific situation?"

"I don't know, let's talk about it." Qin Qiu said.

"I don't know? I don't know what I'm here for?" a young man muttered impatiently.

He has two blue and black patches under his eyes, and the circles under his eyes are about to fall to the corners of his mouth.

It's not just him, but everyone present.

Standing together, the visuals are very exciting.

Director Xiao adjusted his glasses, looked at him reproachfully, and scolded: "Xiao Zheng!"

The boy reluctantly shut up.

Director Xiao nodded politely to Qin Jiu again: "I'm sorry, they have been troubled recently, they haven't slept much, they are really tired physically and mentally, and they can't help but be in a hurry."

"What troubles you?" Qin Qiu asked.

You Huo took out the note from his hand and looked at it front and back.

Director Xiao said, "That's right, the school... is not very clean recently."

Qin Research: "..."

He really accepted this explanation method of squeezing toothpaste, but he still asked patiently: "Why is it called not very clean?"

The quick-tempered Teacher Zheng couldn't take it anymore, so he took the conversation and said, "A while ago, there was a popular game among the students, you should know, maybe because of the pressure of studying, many children like to play that kind of thing... It's like Those who can make wishes or recruit ghosts. Those who pursue excitement or are purely curious, there are also those who are more courageous than others.”

"Oh, I heard a little." Qin Qiu said, "So what did they recruit?"

Teacher Zheng collapsed: "I don't know what it is. According to the students, what is it that creates dreams? Or is it catching dreams? In short, it is related to dreams. It is not the point in itself, the point is its function."

"Yes, the most important thing is that function." Director Xiao opened the chat box, "It can make people's dreams come true."

"Is there such a thing to recruit?" Qin Qiu raised his eyebrows.

Director Xiao: "I didn't believe it before, but now, it really does."

"How?" Qin Qiu asked again.

Director Xiao: "..."

Are you here to solve trouble, or to find trouble

Director Xiao felt that this gentleman seemed to want to try more than the students.

She quickly waved her hand and said, "No no no, how to recruit is not a problem. There are so many students making random wishes, and now the whole school has lost money, and everyone can make their dreams come true."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Qin Jiu said jokingly: "The rate of admission is 100%."

Mr. Zheng couldn't hold back: "What a shit. The first two days seemed to be okay. First, there were few students who came to play, and few believed, and they dreamed again, and their test scores really improved. But how could everyone do it? What about sweet dreams? There are always a few people who haven’t slept well and have nightmares.

"I was on the night shift that day and lived in the dormitory area..." Teacher Zheng wiped his face with his hands and rubbed himself into shape: "My God, you don't know how I got here that night. There was a hanging figure in the window, and the quilt was sleeping. Half of it was blood, and there was something scratching outside the door."

The stuff in the student's nightmare has also come true, walking through the streets in the dormitory area.

I don't know how many households I visited that night. During class the next day, half of the students had dark circles under their eyes, more like a ghost than a ghost.

"The school's psychological counseling room was almost crowded that day." A short-haired female teacher said, "I've been working for so long, and I've been so busy these days that I almost doubt my life."

Director Xiao said: "Not only Mr. Chen's psychology room, the infirmary, and the teacher's office are all students. Our school is a boarding system with all staff. Students only go home once a month, and we are like their parents. The child is frightened, can't they come to us?"

A large group of students were frightened that day.

I was appeased during the day, and everyone talked about making trouble together as if nothing was wrong.

Showed up at night.

"Don't talk about students, it's just me!" Teacher Zheng said, "I had nightmares one after another that night. I remembered all the horror movies I watched since I was a child."

The psychology teacher pointed to his eyes and said, "I couldn't sleep that night, and my eye sockets were sunken."

Because that night, the number of people who had nightmares increased several times, and the things running around in the school naturally increased several times.

Thus, a vicious circle.

Horror night by night.

"Have you taken the sleeping pills?" Qin Chen asked.

"Eat." Director Xiao said, "Not only did I eat it myself, but I gave it to the students. Anyway, I tried my best."

"The road has been closed recently, and the school can't have a holiday." She added: "Besides, no one knows whether this situation will continue if it is put back, and if it causes the students' homes to become smoky again, it will be passed on from time to time. , that would be terrifying."

Not far away, the students were led by various physical education teachers to the teaching area. Their faces were not very good, but they were still full of youth.

Director Xiao said: "Children, you are always a little heartless. If you interrupt during the day, you can eat and run. Those things don't come out during the day, so at first glance, they are quite peaceful. You can see later at night... "

Teacher Zheng said: "There have been several batches of transfer students before, most of them..."

Director Xiao shook his head and said, "Our school won't be able to do it if it goes on like this, and even if we do, we'll be sorry for the students who were in trouble. Since the principal has invited two of them, he should have his reasons. You will definitely help. right?"

The fines are all coming, can you say it's wrong

So this is a ghost story.

The so-called transfer students are batches of candidates. Originally, this "dream come true" effect only existed among the candidates. As a result, a bug appeared and spread to all the NPCs in this examination room—

So a group of demons danced wildly, and a hundred ghosts walked at night.

Youhuo held the note, and said coolly, "Politics, philosophy."

Materialism, subjective fiction

What a fucking shit.

He asked Director Xiao again, "How many people are there in the school?"

"It's... Well, during the winter vacation, there are not many people." Director Xiao said: "The first year of high school is not there, only the second year of high school and the third year of high school, maybe in the early 1000s."

Confused: "… "

A thousand students, a thousand ghosts.

Director Xiao said: "The principal asks us to cooperate with you fully and arrange accommodation for you first."

She reached out and beckoned a student to come over: "Zhang Ming, come here."

It was a little fat man with a round face that looked particularly festive.

Now the school urgently needs this kind of talent to ease the fear.

Zhang Ming came over and said, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"These two are the guests invited by the principal. They will stay in the dormitory for one night at night, and there is an empty room on the sixth floor."

Zhang Ming said, "Oh, the one next to our dormitory?"

"right."

Director Xiao pointed at Youyou and said, "This is Teacher Jia."

Confused: "… "

The first few named A are dead. Killed by him.

He pointed at Qin Qiu and said, "This is Teacher Yi."

Qin Qiu: "...Okay, it's better than cake."

Zhang Ming laughed until his eyes were gone.

Director Xiao took someone to get them daily necessities, and the little fat man led them to the dormitory.

Unexpectedly, the two big men will still live in the student dormitory one day.

Zhang Ming is a lively character, maybe he is really big-hearted, and he thinks hitting a ghost is a great thing.

Qin Qiu asked him, "Do you have nightmares?"

"do it!"

In the spirit of doing research, Qin Qiu said, "Oh? What kind of nightmare?"

The little fat man waved his hand and said, "Big scene!"

Qin Research: "..."

A thousand students, a thousand big scenes are funny.