Xu Wang and Wu Sheng thought that with the numbers and arm icons outside the window, it was only a matter of eyes to confirm their identities, but it took almost 20 minutes to convince President Qian that this was not a high-tech trap, nor was they a scam The group, but the brothers in trouble with him.
Xu Wang almost rubbed his lips. I thought to myself, this money may have been hurt in some way, otherwise, where would such a strong sense of precaution come from.
He is in charge of showing emotion, and Wu Sheng is in charge of showing reason: "… In summary, the conditions for triggering the reset have been determined, that is, death. The first time was Xu Wang, the second and third time, it was you. "
"It's no wonder that the first time I was hugged by my leg, I went back in time, and the second time I fell, it didn't return to 12:00." The thick line is like Qian Ai, only found this strange, and now it has been answered.
"13 opportunities are shared by us, and there are still 10 left," Wu Sheng glanced at the blood-red numbers outside the window, and pondered for a moment, "If we don't run around, and don't take the initiative to cause trouble, it should be enough."
"You mean we just sit here and do nothing?" Qian Ai tried his best to avoid looking out the window.
"Yes, you don't have to do anything. Death = failure, correspondingly, alive = success," Wu Sheng glanced at his watch, "It's 12:38, and there are 246 minutes, 14,760 seconds until 4:44 in the afternoon, stick to the past, that is victory."
Qian Ai silently turned his head to look at Xu Wang: "How did he count the seconds..."
Xu Wang patted him on the shoulder: "Just get used to it."
One second of mental arithmetic is too childish, this person is still unforgettable, and the details are outrageous, and he can remember everyone, things, and things that are reset every time. When he was still stunned, this person had already taken the initiative to come to meet him. When he had a general concept of this test, this person was already able to use stationery accurately.
Except for the kiss that came back later, he basically didn't make any "contribution" in this exam.
After thinking about it, he again told President Qian as a visitor: "Don't compare, it will affect your mentality."
Qian Ai: "… "
He didn't have that kind of competitiveness.
Being able to come back after death has relieved Qian Ai somewhat, and even started to think about some things: "You said this is an exam, what happens if you pass it? Are there any bonuses?"
Wu Sheng: "..."
Xu Wang's black line: "Mr. Qian, how much money do you really lack?"
Qian Ai looked miserable: "Xu Bu, all the creditors came and shot me with bricks..."
Xu Wang: "Our company looks very informal, there should be that kind of unsecured loan, try it?"
Qian Ai: "Goodbye."
The three were speechless for a while.
Time passed by minute by minute, but this peaceful passage was reassuring.
Qian Ai opened his owl head and looked at the rows of icons in the stationery box, still feeling incredible.
Wu Sheng said that these are all props that can be used, but what effect they have can only be extended and associated with the stationery category (defense, martial arts, magic) and names. Like the "lullaby" and "indestructible" used to save him, it is easier to determine the effect.
Anyway, when I was idle, Qian Ai began to study his stationery—
Armor bar: Princess hug, fairy jump...
Weapons column: sad murderous roar, exit into needle...
Magic Toolbar: HELP, see who dies first...
"..." Why are his stationery names so mysterious!
The chair suddenly vibrated, causing Qian Ai to tremble as well. He was wondering if he wasn't sitting in a massage chair, and found that everything around him was shaking.
Xu Wang and Wu Sheng stood up quickly when they swayed for the first time, their eyes full of vigilance.
Xu Wang: "Earthquake?"
Wu Sheng: "Not sure, go under the table first!"
The words were asked by Xu Wang, and Wu Sheng said, but Qian Ai was the first to act.
The three of them each found a table, and as soon as they hid, the shaking stopped.
The three of you look at me and I look at you, puzzled.
If this is one of the "crises" too, it ends too quickly to kill.
But if this is not a "crisis", the building will shake for no reason, and there will be no typhoon.
The three suppressed their doubts, waited for a while, and found that it was indeed not shaking, and carefully came out from under the table. Before standing up straight, he suddenly fell into a trance.
The vision became clear again, Xu Wang sat in his long chair and looked back out the window, unable to love.
The number becomes "9".
… How many people are there in the exam room? ! !
…
Forty-five minutes ago.
Time 12:05, number 10, floor 15, pet grooming center.
Chi Yingxue leaned against the door of the beauty room and looked at Kuang Jinxin: "This is the second time I've come to see you." After he finished speaking, he didn't seem to be sure, so he frowned and added, "Really?"
No matter how sluggish Kuang Jinxin was, he knew that something was wrong.
"Lin Lin, I'll go out for a while." Leaving the workstation for no reason always has to say hello to colleagues.
The little girl grabbed him and whispered, "Don't go to the corridor, go to the utility room over there, otherwise the manager will see it and say you are lazy at work."
Kuang Jinxin thanked her, and without a trace asked the specific location of the utility room, and slipped away quietly with Chi Yingxue.
As soon as the door was closed, Chi Yingxue pinched his face. I can't say how hard it was, but it was definitely not light.
Kuang Jinxin hesitated for a moment, but the next second, he decisively knocked off the raging hand: "What are you doing?"
Chi Yingxue asked, "Does it hurt?"
Kuang Jinxin was inexplicable: "Of course."
"Oh," Chi Yingxue nodded, "it doesn't seem like a dream."
Kuang Jinxin: "...you can pinch yourself."
"It hurts." Chi Yingxue said confidently.
Kuang Jinxin convinced him, but he wasn't angry, he felt dumbfounded: "Brother, it hurts me too."
Chi Yingxue pursed his lips lightly, and that "brother" made his heart itch like a feather, itchy and crisp.
Glancing at the famous brand on Kuang Jinxin's chest, his eyebrows widened: "Little Sijin..."
These three words seem to have been said thousands of times, and they are natural and intimate.
He held the door with one hand and leaned closer to Jin Xin. His voice was soft like a request, but his tone was domineering: "Call me again, and I'll let you pinch back."
At first glance, Kuang Jinxin thought that this person was good-looking, but now that he is close, he realizes that it is not good-looking, but beautiful. He couldn't resist a little bit, especially when Chi Yingxue was talking, the heat blew on his face little by little, making him dizzy. After a while, don't say "brother", it is very likely that as soon as Chi Yingxue raised his hand, he would be dizzy. Putting his face close to him made him pinch him.
Danger.
Kuang Jinxin's defensive instinct was triggered automatically. He slid down against the door panel, flicked to the side, and nimbly slipped out of Chi Yingxue's arm: "Can you tell me first, what the hell is going on?"
Chi Yingxue looked at the empty door panel and felt a little lost, but she was relieved soon, and the monk could not run away from the temple.
"I also want to know what's going on." He stretched out the arms rolled up by his cuffs. "There is an ugly pattern on the arm, and there is an even uglier billboard outside the window. Time goes back again and again, maybe that's it."
"..." Kuang Jinxin decided to do his own research.
The number outside the window, Kuang Jinxin had seen on his way to the storage room, it was now 10. According to Chi Yingxue, it was originally 13, and every time the time goes back, it corresponds to "-1", much like a countdown.
Kuang Jinxin finally understands why he has been combing his hair for so long, but Lin Lin said that he only combed a few times, why the dog ran out many times and was stopped by the same colleague, and the time of daring kept going back, but he didn't notice it.
The question now is why this happened and why it was him and this man.
"Uh, what's your name?" Kuang Jinxin was a little embarrassed and should have asked at the very beginning.
Chi Yingxue tilted her head to look at him and said nothing.
Kuang Jin Xinfu said to his heart: "Brother."
Chi Yingxue was satisfied: "Director Chi."
Kuang Jinxin: "...is this the name?"
"Position." Chi Yingxue recalled and confirmed, "Well, it's a position. The employees of the company call me that."
Kuang Jinxin: "What about the name?"
Chi Yingxue spread her hands, and her beautiful eyes were full of innocence: "I have lost my memory."
Kuang Jinxin: "..."
Isn't this director a little curious...
The ground suddenly shook, along with the surrounding cardboard boxes.
Kuang Jinxin immediately supported the wall, but the shaking became more and more severe. He tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart and looked at Chi Yingxue: "It seems like an earthquake, it's too late to go downstairs, we have to find a place..."
"Stationery." Chi Yingxue interrupted him.
Kuang Jinxin didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Chi Yingxue said, "It's not the earthquake, it's the stationery I use."
Kuang Jinxin was stunned, and then he looked at each other seriously, and found that the sudden shaking was full of interest.
"It's quite interesting." Chi Yingxue commented, with a serious expression like a bear child commenting on rides in an amusement park.
Kuang Jinxin was speechless: "You stop first."
Chi Yingxue: "…"
Kuang Jinxin: "..."
Chi Yingxue: "Why stop?"
"..." Kuang Jinxin always felt that before his amnesia, he should be a good-tempered person, but now, he wants to blacken.
The shaking finally stopped, after Chi Yingxue finally figured out the trick of stationery induction.
The stationery he used was . Fortunately, he stopped early. If he shook a few more times, the building might fall.
Chi Yingxue did not agree with the accusation: "If you want to fall, you have to fall, and you have not fallen."
Kuang Jinxin wanted to complain about "sophistication", but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly fell silent.
A snake with a black body and a white festival is on the shelf, spitting out a letter at Chi Yingxue.
How could there be poisonous snakes here? But it was too late for Kuang Jinxin to think about it. He only knew that this was the silver ring snake, the fourth largest poisonous snake on the land.
"What's wrong?" Chi Yingxue naturally wanted to step forward when he saw his face suddenly change.
"Don't move!" Kuang Jinxin's heartbeat almost stopped, and his voice was so severe that it almost changed its tone.
Chi Yingxue stopped, seemed to sense something, and lowered her head slowly.
Looking at each other for a moment, the poisonous snake moved with it.
But Jin Xin was faster than it, and took the cardboard box next to it and covered it.
The upper body of the poisonous snake rushed forward with the attack, and the cardboard box only had time to hold down the second half of it.
Kuang Jinxin was pressing hard, almost his entire body was pressed onto the cardboard box, the poisonous snake struggled, his upper body suddenly twisted over, and it bit Kuang Jinxin's hand pressing the cardboard box.
Kuang Jinxin didn't feel the pain, but his head was in a trance.
When he regained his senses, he was in the grooming room again, grooming the dog.
Ten minutes later, Chi Yingxue with a gloomy face appeared at the entrance of the beauty room, five minutes later than the last time, with a stylish and retro golden shovel in his hand, he threw a pestle on the ground, and said murderously, "Go. "
Kuang Jinxin was stunned: "Is it still going?"
Chi Yingxue raised her eyes lightly, and there was ice in her beautiful eyes: "Avenge you."
At the same time, on the 10th floor of the building, the only copy machine left in Qian's head office was working in full swing.
"Is this useful?" Qian Ai picked up a piece of A4 paper that had just been printed and was still warm.
It was a flyer that Wu Sheng wrote in a few minutes.
The content is concise and clear - can you see the blood-colored numbers outside the window? Do you also have an owl pattern on your arm? If yes, your friend is waiting for you anxiously on the 10th floor, please come and meet up!
In addition to the text, an owl head was also drawn.
"In a few minutes, you can draw one and I'll take a look." Xu Wang pulled the flyer over, took a serious look at it, and finally sighed, "The words are concise and comprehensive, and the accompanying graphics are perfect. I can think of a way to distribute flyers one by one. Ideas, genius."
"..." Qian Ai suspected that Wu Sheng had bought wealth management at Xuwang Company, and he was probably still a major client.