Four days ago, who said that he and Wu Sheng could share the same room, not the bunk in the school, the roommates who didn't have another bed, just the two of them, alone, you stared at me, I stared at you, Xu Wang was able to make up the follow-up of one hundred kinds of thunder and fire, and neither the sound of thunder nor the shape of the flames were the same.
Now, such a dream scene has really become a reality.
Xu Wang, who was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger, looked forward to slumping into the bed and sleeping him in the dark.
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When you are in good spirits, fatigue driving is not recommended!
His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Xu Wangqiang walked to the bathroom in a spirited way. Halfway through the walk, he remembered to say hello to Wu Sheng: "You are not in a hurry to go to the toilet, then I will wash my face first."
He didn't turn his head back, rather than asking, it was more telling.
Wu Sheng behind him didn't respond, Xu Wang took it as his acquiescence, went into the bathroom on his own, washed his face with cold water, brushed his teeth, washed his teeth in three or two minutes, turned around and found Wu Sheng squatting in the corner watching more than half a person High mountaineering bag.
"Isn't this Xiao Kuang's bag?" Xu Wang approached curiously.
When they returned to this room, the four of them were still in the shock of "aunt's amnesia", and no one noticed that there was something in the corner, and the fact that Kuang Jinxin's mountaineering bag was missing had made them forget about their previous lives.
"Well, it's from Xiao Kuang," Wu Sheng said. "It should be the same as your fruit knife. It was stopped at the last moment of entry."
He said that he opened the mountaineering bag, didn't open it, just looked.
Standing behind him, Xu Wang also lowered his head and looked into the bag. There were some daily necessities on the surface. Occasionally, he glanced deep into the gaps of the objects, and he could even glance at the edges and corners of some snack packages.
Obviously, this is a "camping" attribute bag, exactly as Kuang Jinxin said, and there are no dangerous items.
Such a harmless bag was also stopped...
"Is it really because it's too big?" Apart from the spectacular shape, Xu Wang really couldn't find any other flaws in this bag.
"Maybe." Wu Sheng pondered, still squatting there, thoughtful.
Xu Wang knew that this was Wu's start to enter new information into the database again, so that when similar questions were found in the future, similar items could be merged, or when the truth was obtained, the answer would be updated after checking the number.
There is a Matrix in Wu Sheng's head - Xu Wang felt that way when he was in high school.
It's not as good as other people's brains, Xu Wang can only talk, otherwise it would be embarrassing to stand here: "You and Xiao Kuang should really balance and balance."
After finishing the entry, Wu Sheng turned around and looked at him in confusion.
"You two are two extremes," Xu Wang glanced at Wu Sheng's thin and light laptop bag on the other side, and spread his hands, "He can hold a world in his bag, so just put a notebook in your bag and it will be full."
Wu Sheng got up, raised his eyebrows slightly, and whispered in a subtle upward tone: "You, sure, sure?"
Xu Wang took a step back involuntarily, and suddenly flashed in his mind the words of countless bosses in idol dramas - Very good, you have successfully caught my attention.
The heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and then the thumping deer rammed. Xu Wang tried his best to keep his face natural, watching Wu Sheng stretch out his long legs, walked over to pick up the computer bag, turned around and put it on the table, opened the zipper, and took out the contents one by one—
laptop.
mobile hard drive.
U disk.
storage card.
power Bank.
Kindle.
earphone.
A box of data cables that look completely indistinguishable.
A small package looks like clothes and daily necessities that are stuffed into shockproof electronic equipment...
After the show was finally over, Wu Sheng slowly raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched proudly, and calmly shook his head at Xu Wang: "Never underestimate the programmer's computer bag."
Xu Wang: "..."
He's a fool when the deer bumps around! ! !
Wu Sheng admired his equipment with satisfaction, touched it in the east, looked at it in the west, and inadvertently found a small box not much bigger than the palm of a hand from a pile of mysterious objects.
Xu Wang stretched his neck to look curiously, and found that it was a small transparent plastic box with a striking red cross on it.
"You also brought a medical box?" Xu Wang was startled, "When did you live so delicately?"
"It's called being prepared. The first level is the bear. The ghost knows what will happen in the second level. I never think I have a long life."
"Okay, you think about everything, you're the best."
"But it's still superfluous. After all, as agile as I am, it's hard to get hurt, and I can't use it."
"… "
He has no brains to brag, why hasn't he escaped the pretense crit! ! !
"Forget it, let's give it to those who need it more." Wu Sheng sighed, and came over and stuffed the medical box into Xu Wang's hands with a reluctant expression on his face.
The corners of Xu Wang's mouth twitched, and he always felt that this "gift" was like a curse: "I, also, no, need, want."
Wu Sheng tilted his head and asked innocently, "Is it okay to let the bear pounce on the back?"
"..." Xu Wang was killed.
Five minutes later.
Xu Wang took off his shirt and lay on the bed. His tumultuous mind couldn't make up his mind. How did the matter develop to this point. If he remembered correctly, the original source should be Wu Sheng's discovery of Kuang Jinxin's mountaineering bag, so why does Wu Sheng help him change the wound gauze now
"It's okay, the wound is not deep." Wu Sheng took off the old gauze, looked at it for two seconds, and made a comment.
Xu Wang rolled his eyes, swearing that he really didn't hear the slightest concern: "Sorry, I disappointed you."
While waiting for Wu Sheng's reply, the wound was suddenly jolted by ice, and Xu Wang gasped: "Brother, are you rubbing iodine or taking revenge!"
"No pain No gain."
"Is this used here!"
"I now know why there are fewer and fewer people helping others," Wu Sheng remained unmoved, insisting on wiping the wound with an iodine cotton ball, and at the same time lamenting that the world was getting worse, "It's not that there are no good people, it's that Good things are hard to do.”
In his light sigh, there was both the grief of being kind and unrequited, and the anguish of not being understood, as well as the nobility of repaying grievances with virtue. He really occupied the commanding heights in an all-round and three-dimensional manner, and crushed his opponents morally.
Eating people has a short mouth and soft hands, not to mention the use of other people's gauze iodine to bring artificial labor.
Xu Wang closed his mouth, and slumped in the condemnation of his conscience.
As the conversation—if the bickering counted—finished, the room fell silent, as if you could hear the time, passing little by little in Wu Sheng’s not-so-gentle movements.
"It's not gentle" is Xu Wang's subjective opinion. In fact, apart from the first icing of iodine, he didn't feel any discomfort after that. Instead, it was cool and comfortable.
He couldn't turn his head, and couldn't see Wu Sheng's movements and expressions, so he could only put his hands on his chin and obediently be a "sick number".
It's a pity that there is a ghost in this patient's heart. I can't hold on to the silence and tranquility for too long. I always feel that if I don't say anything, the ghost will come out. He raised his head in front of the guy.
"You said..." Xu Wang moved uncomfortably, breaking the silence.
Who knew that as soon as he said two words, he was shouted in dissatisfaction: "Don't move."
The shoulders are still under the hands of others, Xu Wang did not dare to move, and obediently lay on his stomach and looked ahead, but his mouth still insisted on his dream, chasing freedom: "You said, where are you going to go next?"
"We don't need to think about it," Wu Sheng carefully covered Xu Wang's wound with new gauze, "Tomorrow, no, you can get the coordinates if you go in tonight."
"The rewards will also be distributed together," Xu Wangzhen started, thinking about the future, "I don't know what stationery I can get this time."
He was really looking forward to it. Wu Sheng could hear it, but it was precisely because he heard it that he felt that what the other party was thinking about was amazing: "So what if it was sent to make the level less difficult? It's a drop in the bucket."
"..." Xu Wang's budding of "Have a Good Chat" was thrown back into the ground by a sentence.
He has no objection to being pragmatic, but being pragmatic does not mean that you have to pour cold water from the real world every day. If you don't pay wages and don't provide insurance, the reward is a hope, and you can't even look forward to it. Have a good day!
"Hey, go to the next door later and change the small situation back."
"Um?"
"Chat with you to save your life."
"… "
From Wu Sheng's point of view, he could only see the back of Xu Wang's head, but the back of his head was enough for Wu Sheng to understand the sense of crisis that "the sports committee and the monitor are not speculative, and the class committee is facing dissolution".
After ten seconds of silence.
The already disheartened sports committee heard the squad leader's sincere, curious, and friendly inquiries from behind: "What kind of stationery do you think it will be?"
The sports committee was relieved.
Sports Committee: "It must be something more bizarre and interesting!"
"Well..." The long sigh was filled with the squad leader's desire to survive, "I think so too."
Xu Wang is satisfied, very good, the class committee can still cooperate for five hundred years.
After pasting the last piece of tape, Wu Sheng patted Xu Wang on the lower back: "Okay."
Xu Wang was a little itchy from being photographed, and cried out "Hey". After calling it, I regretted it a little, because 100% of the time, I would receive complaints such as "You are made of tofu" or "It's over." Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and when he turned around, Wu Sheng had already walked to the door of the bathroom.
As if sensing, Wu Sheng, who had already stepped into the bathroom with one leg, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xu Wang again.
Four eyes facing each other.
Air condensation.
At this moment, Xu Wang, who was leaning on his small hand, said, "Thank you."
Wu Sheng's brows and eyes widened, and he gently waved his hand: "Don't be too moved."
If it wasn't that he was so tired that he struggled to lift a finger, Xu Wang would definitely fly over with his slippers.
Wu Sheng took a shower and came out after almost twenty minutes. He thought that Xu Wang had already slept in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, but when he walked to the bed, he found that the classmate in the next bed was staring brightly, looking up at the ceiling with his brows brooding in thought, as if there was someone there. The ultimate meaning of life.
"What are you thinking?" Wu Sheng got on his bed and asked curiously while shaking off the quilt.
"Why didn't he disappear?" Xu Wang said, not knowing whether to answer or mutter to himself.
"What disappeared?" Wu Sheng didn't understand.
Xu Wang simply rolled over and lay on his side, staring at his teammates in the bed next door, as if talking all night: "Stationery, why didn't it disappear?"
"Cao Chong weighs an elephant?" Wu Sheng knew that it couldn't be used, so he naturally guessed in this direction, "The reason why it can't be used is probably that it didn't meet the conditions for use, such as insufficient scores, wrong checkpoints, or other restrictions."
"I didn't say that," Xu Wang shook his head, "I mean I also had a headache, but when I entered the 'Owl', the stationery box was not emptied, and none of the stationery disappeared."
"You called the police?"
"No, when Aunt Zero came over, I had the idea of opening the door. I wanted her to find out all this and help us call the police. Thinking of this, my head hurts."
"Didn't you still not open the door in the end?" Wu Sheng also lay down on his side, facing Xu Wang across the bed, "Thinking and doing are still different."
"But there are also subjective intentions. This is essentially no different from Xiao Kuang and Sun Jiang's alarm, and I was also warned by a headache."
"They insisted on calling the police after they had a headache. You didn't insist on opening the door, did you?"
"Well, not that."
"This is the essential difference," Wu Sheng said. "In a program, if an instruction is issued, it is issued, and if it is not issued, it is not issued. The program will not execute an instruction because you 'want to issue'."
Xu Wangbai said, "You think of a programmer."
Wu Sheng yawned: "How do you know that the world in 'Owl' is not a large program?"
"Program?" Xu Wang Nana repeated.
"It's just a metaphor," Wu Sheng said. "Any world has its logic. We rely on natural and social laws. Owls also have their logic, but we haven't figured it out yet."
"It's crazy. You have to break through the barriers, explore the rules, and fight wits and courage with your 'peers'. Now you have to study its logic..." Xu Wang sighed heavily, he didn't even have the strength to grieve, "I never win a lottery ticket. I'm really on the hook for this kind of unfortunate thing."
I thought Wu Sheng would agree, but the bed next door didn't move.
Xu Wang wondered and looked over, and found that Wu Sheng's expression was peaceful, and there was no trace of injustice or anger.
"Don't you feel unlucky?" Xu Wang asked seriously.
Wu Sheng pondered for a moment, and also answered seriously: "It's okay."
Xu Wang suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Is it alright?"
"Although life was severely disrupted, work and rest were completely reversed, and work struggles were forced to be interrupted, but..." Wu Sheng looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled, "It's okay."
Seeing the smile on Wu Sheng's face in disbelief, Xu Wang digested and absorbed it for nearly a minute, and finally believed that this person was serious.
This reminded him of a test in high school. Wu Sheng complained that the set of questions was too simple, and he could get full marks just by looking at it before the test, which did not reflect his true learning level, and made the test process extremely dull and uninteresting. Teach for fun.
Although Xu Wang didn't know how to use "education through entertainment", it was obvious that the teacher had taken this into consideration. In order to educate these "top students" who don't know the sky and the sky, the difficulty of the second test paper directly changed from bronze to king. The last big question Xu Wang couldn't even read the question, and Wu Sheng didn't solve it within the test time. The final handed in, this question also did not score.
Later, when the teacher was talking about the paper, when it came to the last question, he didn't give the answer first, but gave a percussive education first, saying that if you study well, you should be humble and steady, and you should not be too ambitious. Who knew that before he finished speaking, Wu Sheng raised his hand and said that he had solved the problem. Then, under the helpless "invitation" of the teacher, he wrote three solutions on the blackboard. The last one was specially marked and used. Not a "learned formula", this solution is for reference only.
Xu Wang still thinks that the teacher's morality is like a mountain when the teacher didn't use the pointer to attack him.
"What are you thinking about?" Wu Sheng watched Xu Wang chatting with himself, but he was still distracted, which was a complicated feeling.
Xu Wang pulled back his thoughts and sighed at Wu Sheng. He was rarely sincere: "I'm thinking, why do you like to solve problems and overcome difficulties so much, isn't it good to live easily? Contentment is always happy to understand."
"Actually, I don't really understand this word," Wu Shengte asked sincerely, "I'm satisfied, what's the fun? If you're not satisfied, you always have the direction to work hard, and you always have fun in climbing, right?"
"...Forget it, I don't understand the world of your high IQ." Xu Wang gave up the discussion, turned over, and lay down with his back to Wu Sheng, so as not to get upset if he looked at it more.
"You don't need to understand," came the understanding from the next bed, "Just admire me."
Xu Wang: "Good night!"