48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng pushed open the door of the dormitory, the hallway was quiet, kind of like a hospital morgue, only his footsteps.

Opposite the dorm was not closed, there was a bright light inside, Zhang Heng stuck his head in and looked at it, and saw four people who were focusing on playing with computers.

Their character on the screen chased a bleeding Annie in the Vietnam Tower, sending her skills hovering in the air, and the excited expression on their faces solidified at that moment, like four lifelike sculptures.

Zhang Heng noticed the alarm in front of one of the people's table, which was also at 00: 00.

He then visited several other dormitories on this floor.

Some of them locked their doors before bedtime and were unable to get in, but the dormitories that were accessible were the last minute of the day without exception.

Someone in the bathroom was secretly smoking from Aunt Cebu, and Mars was clearly visible on the cigarette butt, but it would not spread down again, and the exhaled flue gas was rated to the mouth.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but touch the phone and photograph this magical scene.

He found another interesting thing when he pressed the shutter.

In a world where time stagnates, not only is everyone pressed on the pause key, but everything stays in the last second.

Like that half-skilled, stationary electric fan on the screen before, this cigarette butt can never be burned out.

However, there are exceptions here.

Zhang Heng pulled the cigarette out of each other's finger seams in order to verify his thoughts.

As a result, when the cigarette butt went into his hand, it continued to burn.

Is that so?

In this time when he's the only one who can move, things will return to normal on his own, and now this cigarette, along with the phones, computers, and mp3s that used to work correctly, just as the time shown above remains the same.

And he touched who the normal function seemed to have no effect on people, and he had pushed Chen Huadong in the dorm for such a long time, and the latter had no reaction.

What about living beings other than humans?

Zhang Heng came interested, walked back to the dormitory, turned his phone into flashlight mode, approached several of his roommates. Two minutes later, he successfully found his target in the dark with 20 million soft light dual photography.

This is the most common and most annoying animal around most people in the summer - mosquitoes.

As long as there's one in the room, basically nobody's going to be able to calm down for one night.

Zhang Heng's dormitory is on the third floor. It's quite low. This altitude mosquito doesn't need to go to the elevator to directly carry the bags in. Therefore, the mosquito protection means is also very varied. It smells a little like mosquitoes, there are mosquito repellent flower dew, and there are mosquito nets, but there are still frequent leakage fish.

Now the mosquito is lurking beside Wei Jiangyang's pillow, waiting for a chance to eat.

It's a pity its dreams are doomed tonight.

Zhang Heng reached out and grabbed one of the mosquito's wings gently, grabbed it out of the air and placed it in his hand.

As a result, the latter remained in an arm dancing position, like one of the most dedicated actors, turning a blind eye to fresh prey stuck in his mouth.

“It doesn't look like an animal either. ”

At the end of the experiment, Zhang Hengshun crushed his hand and achieved the achievement of killing for the people.

Well, we've been exploring the dormitory, so we should go out next.

Destroy the remains with the water faucet in the bathroom, and Zhang Heng descends to the floor.

The housekeeper aunt on duty was standing at the door with a large U-lock in her hand, probably preparing to lock the door.

This kind of thing is quite a university feature, but there are great differences between different universities in terms of building management.

Like Zhang Heng their school has a 12 o'clock locking rule, but if you really need to come home late, you can shoot the window to wake the duty aunt, you can register and go back to sleep, but if you do this often, you will be punished and criticized.

Zhang Hengshen walked proudly in front of Aunt Cebu. If it were normal, the latter would definitely call him. Ask him where you are going at this late hour.

But now she seems suddenly to have the perspective, the focus of her eyes goes through Zhang Heng's body and concentrates on the door handle, as if she didn't notice a big living person just passing by in front of herself.

So Zhang Heng walked out of the dormitory building, looking up at the night sky above his head, through the empty campus, and finally came to the front door of the school.

There's a lot of excitement over here.

Zhang Heng's school is small, but it is in a good location, just situated on the side of the Tri-ring, directly opposite is a road, the night in the big city is always extraordinarily long.

Pancake stall business on the bridge red fire, there are a lot of little white collars just left the office building, hungry they are on their way home urgently need a snack night to replenish energy, not far away sanitary workers waving brooms cleaning the sidewalk silently, two suited leather uncles under the platform holding cell phones while waiting for the late night bus, behind them 24 hours convenience store girl with bear hair card in front of the cash counter a long haul...

And at 00: 00, they're all set for the same time.

It's like a movie with a pause button pressed.

The cars that flew on the road also stopped at this moment.

Zhang Heng went to pick up friends at the station once before, and also saw the city in the middle of the night.

But it was the first time that such close observation had taken place.

He can see the onions sprinkled in the hands of pancake brothers, the calluses and dark faces on the hands of sanitary workers, the greasy nose beams of bald uncle and the picture of the full moon daughter on the screen of the phone, the bear haircut girl secretly hiding the star stickers under the cash register...

All these details that have been neglected in everyday life, are all in front of Zhang Heng at this moment.

He seemed to have recognised the city again.

Zhang Heng used WeChat to brush a motorcycle and ride it on a thriving tour of the city.

And continue to test your thoughts.

When the clock on Starfish was about to turn in the second lap, he rushed back to the dormitory before Aunt Tube locked the door.

Also at 00: 00, this time Zhang Heng did not have headphones.

The next second, all the sound poured into your ears like a tidal wave.

“Beautiful, this head is mine!!! The Blade of the Endless is finally out! ”

“Speed tower, they dare not go up there. ”

“No, I have to go home and fix the blood first! ”

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The electric fan on the door creaked and shook his head. Outside the window came a wildcat screaming in the spring. Someone kicked and pulled a slipper through the hallway. Zhang Heng had missed his eye for more than a day. At this time, he also came tirelessly. After plugging the batterless phone into the power supply, he threw himself into the bed at the fastest possible speed and into the scent of dreams.