48 Hours a Day

Cheng Cheng did not come to school the next day. He was said to have been directly dragged down by an ambulance in the evening. The doctor's final diagnosis was drowning, but it was amazing, according to him, that he was lying in a hotel bed and had no contact with any water.

But worse than his physical state of mind, he seemed to suffer a lot of mental irritation. After the treatment, the doctor recommended that he be transferred to psychiatric observation. His parents paid a lot of money to bring him an internationally renowned expert, and after two rounds of treatment, Chengcheng's emotions gradually stabilized.

After a month, he finally got back to school. A few people with whom he had a good relationship arranged a reception feast for him. He was supposed to call his little girlfriend. But Cheng Cheng was really scared of the incident that night. Although it had been proved that he had nothing to do with his girlfriend who was in the shower at the time, he preferred to call Onomichi now instead of having anything to do with the personnel of that day.

When the evening honestly drank a little wine, it improved in the people's bragging center, and I was willing to believe the expert's statement that hypnotizing myself was just a nightmare.

This time back to school, he intends to revitalize the male wind and find a way to take down Shen Xixi. That's how people feel. The more he doesn't get it, the better he feels. At the beginning, he also felt that the girl looked good at the New Year's Eve party and sang well. He wanted to chase after him and play. As a result, Shen Xixi didn't give him a chance. Instead, he became more and more invested.

This was almost his heart attack. Cheng Chengcheng covered the latter's face with a pillow towel while riding the small model. Fantasy that this was Shen Xixi, he was actually much more excited than usual.

It lasted three minutes before he lay down, then a feeling of tiredness poured into his brain, tired sincerity closed his eyes and went straight to sleep. In the middle of the night, he was woken up unexpectedly. He felt something extra on his face, opened his eyes, saw the head of the bed and the ghost doll with his face on his face. At this moment, the sweat all over his body stood upside down.

His screams not only woke up the little wild model sleeping beside him, but also noised other residents of the same floor. Cheng Cheng couldn't even dress neatly. He screamed while wearing only one pair of pants and slipped his legs to flee.

In the end, the accident didn't go alone, he just ran out of the hotel, a van stopped right in front of him, the door opened, the tattooed young man inside grinned at him, “Cheng, your little puppy is coming to pick you up. ”

A few people in the car dragged Chen Cheng, who was terrified.

After that, Cheng Cheng showed up on the school forum with a 15-second short video of the dog circle screaming and eating dog food. Although it was soon removed by the administrator, the impact was undoubtedly extremely bad. The whole school was noisy. However, Cheng Chengping's reputation was not very good during normal times. In addition to the students' association with some dog legs pretending to be full of disgrace, it was more of a melon eating crowd of happiness and joy.

A week later, Chen Cheng's parents came to the school and left in a hurry after completing the suspension formalities. There were rumors that they had sent their son out of the country for sanatorium.

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After that, Zhang Heng no longer cared. In fact, after taking the time to warn the process sincerely, he should be busy or whatever. The puppet was thrown at random. He just wanted to find Cheng Cheng something to do, so that they would not be so idle. Though he thought the consequences were so serious.

Zhang Heng then deliberately tried to put the ghost doll on his face in the pitch-black room, um... seems to be a bit of a panic, and considering that Cheng Cheng had already been scared once, his spirit was particularly fragile, it was not surprising that his nerve collapsed once more, but Wu Fan's appearance later was something Zhang Heng didn't know.

Anyway, this matter is still a passage. Zhang Heng actually didn't spend much effort on Cheng Cheng. The harassment was on the way. During this time, he launched a new planning arrangement and prepared for the next round of the game while attending classes.

His fitness can already see a little bit of success. Zhang Heng did not deliberately pursue the effect of being full of muscles. Instead, he was more concerned about flexibility than strength, and climbing rocks was also an entry point.

It's almost time to play the second round. In theory, he can drag the game to the last day of the month, but Zhang Heng doesn't want to make it that far. If he happens to be sick at that time, or if he gets a foot or something, the fun will be huge.

So Zhang Heng has returned to Desire City Bar five days before the end of November.

This time he no longer had to show the player number on his arm, and the two strong men guarding the stairs had automatically cleared the way.

Zhang Hengdaoxiang pushed open the iron door. It was no different in the lounge than before, just changed to jazz.

The bartender lady looked in a good mood tonight. She was tweaking a drink she didn't know what to drink. Zhang Heng actually took the initiative to say hello and asked him, "How was your month going? What would you like to drink? ”

“Not bad, don't use the drinks. ”

He seemed to know what he was thinking, and the bartender lady pushed the fresh masterpiece in front of someone, "You didn't think you'd faint before because of the lemonade, even if you didn't do anything, you'd still be in the game. ”

“You said I could make my own choices afterwards, except that the first round is fixed? ”

The bartender lady pointed not far away, "See that card holder over there? Each card holder has an alarm bell, choose one to sit down, adjust the alarm pointer to your preferred time, and the game will start naturally. ”

“Thank you, but no more wine. After all, the game is about to start. I'd rather stay awake. ”

“It's not a cocktail, it's just a mix of juices.” The bartender lady picked out her eyebrows and seemed to run out of patience.

Zhang Heng wisely lifted the unknown liquid. From the exterior, this thing inherited the cooking style of the maid's cafe perfectly. In other words, it is suspicious. Zhang Heng went to the cafe a few times after that, but there the bartender lady kept her ruthless mannequin as if she didn't know him at all.

“By the way, you said there were wooden boxes here made of tule trees that could insulate supernatural forces. How do you sell them?” Zhang Heng tasted what was in his hand. It was a very strange smell, a bit like durian, and a bit like mango. It also seemed to be blended with Buddha and butter fruit. In short, it was weird and weird, so Zhang Heng decisively chose to turn the subject off and put the cup down quietly.

In terms of the information he currently collects, there are two things that are most valuable about the game: the almost entirely realistic background, which allows people to have an extra experience or skill in a few hours in the district, and the so-called game props.

The benefits of this supernatural item, which can continue to work in the real world, naturally need not be said more. Fortunately, Zhang Heng has been wearing the rabbit's feet for more than a month and has picked up money twice on the road, although it is one or two pieces, and its quality is only E grade, in other words, it should have ABCD on it.

However, due to the uncertain effect of the game props, it is definitely dangerous to wear them on him before the effect is known. He cannot be so lucky all the time. Therefore, there must be a suitable reception method. The last time Miss Bartender introduced the tule tree, Zhang Heng returned Baidu for a moment and found that the tree is only available in Oaxaca, Mexico, and the locals admire the tree, it is almost impossible to get a piece to make a box.

So he ended up having to buy it from the bartender lady, with the feeling of knowing he would be slaughtered and putting his neck together.