Zhao Wentu's first exam diary is more like "Brother Qin's diary", and Qin Jue occupies more space than himself.

Perhaps because of the dangerous environment at that time, Qin Jue was too outstanding in that team, so he became the most worthy character in the diary.

But this article is only in comparison.

Zhao Wentu's diary is not written in detail, at least it is not enough to make people imagine the picture out of thin air.

But at some moments, Qin Jue actually developed a subtle sense of familiarity.

It seems that if he read a few more articles, he will remember those forgotten things.

Qin Jue looked back a little more.

However, during those days, Zhao Wentu mentioned him very few times.

Because the others went to the rest after taking math, Qin Jue did not go, and he was punished by the invigilator...

It was not until a few pages later that his name reappeared.

Day 5 of the exam break

I also had an illusion when I woke up this morning.

When I pulled the curtains, I saw tall buildings outside. I always felt that I was sleeping at home during holidays and woke up naturally.

This resting place is too lie. It would be better to stuff us into a more ridiculous wilderness. At least I won't mess it up, making me unable to keep my energy in the whole morning.

It is said that there is more than one resting place, and we are lucky. We met the one that looks the most like a bustling city. This morning, Lao Li found a chess and card room next to our place. It really has mahjong and poker, which is like (I think it’s irrelevant when I write it out).

A world that takes lives after taking the exam can actually arrange such down-to-earth things in a chess and card room at a resting place...

Lao Li and the others gathered in a mahjong game (I am also very enthusiastic, and there is an Internet cafe opposite, so I am very calm). I can't play and have no interest, so I sneaked out.

I went downstairs to have dinner at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but they were still fighting and didn't even eat lunch. It was a bit like a drunken and dreaming. It was quite terrible to think about it, but it was understandable...

I was very upset after dinner, so I wandered around and took a video with my mobile phone (it was probably the only comfort to be able to use my mobile phone at the resting place, but I couldn't connect to the normal world's network, dog shit). I wonder if these videos would turn into snowflake screens when I passed the exam, because I took the invigilator.

Just on the street next to the mall, Brother Qin and the invigilator A were shocked when I swept the camera over.

How to say it? Anyway, I suddenly saw two people like that, and I felt that there would be a knife flying over at any time (my Chinese is really helpless, what should I do if I take this exam). Although Brother Qin was smiling,... I don’t know how to describe it, it seems that these two people are completely in a fight.

The invigilator A left after staying for a few seconds. Fortunately, he didn't see me shooting a video, otherwise what if he would do if he threw me backhanded and violated the rules.

Brother Qin said that the punishment was over, and the invigilator sent him back to the restroom as required. It was said that he was driven by a car, and he was very reluctant. During the process, he turned to the wilderness several times (although there are really many bullshit places in the wilderness, I still think the examiner wants to silence him).

I went to the mall with Brother Qin in the evening. I only bought a folding fruit knife to protect myself. He filled a small suitcase.

I suspect that we are not in the same world. I am here for the exam and he is here for business trips.

Why is the gap between people so big?

I was not in such a bad mood after being interrupted by these things.

I don’t know if I can still be with Brother Qin in the next exam. No matter whether I can or not, I hope I will become more powerful. After all, I am a person who has practiced it, but I just lack some practical experience.

ps: I have been writing the diary more and more recently. I may have been idle for a few days and thought more and more. In addition, we have been discussing together for a long time, but still haven't figured out who made this system, what is the purpose, and why we were brought in. Lao Li said that it's useless to think so much now, so it's better to ensure that you are alive first.

...But I still want to figure out how to live without even knowing what I am doing.

It's 12 o'clock in the evening, and it's another day closer to the next exam. I wish us all good luck, live well, figure out everything, good night.

Zhao Wentu's diary occupied several pages, and Qin Jue's fingers pressed on the middle of the diary.

His eyes stayed in a certain line for a long time, and a blurry picture suddenly flashed through his mind...

It should be one night. A car was parked in front of him, black, and street lights were flowing on the car window, and you could vaguely see the silhouette of the person in the car's side face.

It's strange that the time, place, and the whole picture of the car were not impressive, but the window glass was extremely clear in the picture.

He held the roof of the car with one hand and bent over and knocked on the window.

I don’t remember what kind of mood I was in, amused? Find faults? Provocative?

Anyway, he waited for a while, but the car window did not drop down, but the horn rang.

He didn't remember the sound of the trumpet.

Maybe the person in the car is countering provocation? Please take his hands away and don't get in the way? Or something else.

He stood up and the car drove away without looking back.

The picture is like a bird rushing by. When he thinks about it again, he can only catch the last shadow—

He held his arms and leaned against the street lights, looking at the car that was suddenly gone.

...

In the confinement room No. 1 next door.

You "Huo"'s fingers on the back of his neck suddenly moved.

He woke up from his sleep, but at the moment he woke up he forgot what he dreamed of. He rubbed his neck and raised his head, half-opened his eyes and looked around.

It was pitch black.

It's not the darkness that turns off the lights, but the darkness that is completely blind.

You "Huo"'s eyes were injured and he was very sensitive to the difference between the two.

When he was recuperating in the hospital, he lived in this darkness for nearly a year.

One year is really long for people who are blind and lack memory.

He will fall into silence for a long time to avoid asking any stupid questions. Or he will be lazy and sleepy for a long time, so as not to "touch" and test everything he does...

That's too weak, he doesn't like it.

Over time, it becomes a habit.

The doctor said he was a little emotionally deficient, and his expression of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness was too shallow, and he even had few curiosity and doubts.

But he didn't take it seriously.

This is just that I didn’t meet anyone. I got eight invigilators to form a circle, and his emotions would never be missing. Like 001, one is enough.

And now, he still has a little doubt.

When I was confined to the last exam, the decorations inside the house remained intact and there was no change at all.

Why did you get blind after sleeping this time?

What I fear most in my life...

What kind of stupid algorithm is used in this confinement room? I think he is afraid of blindness? If he is really afraid of blindness, why did he not respond before being in a confinement?

You "Huo" sat in the dark for a moment, then fell back on the table with a cold face.

The confinement room was silent, and there was no movement from anyone except him.

His light brown eyes blinked silently in the darkness a few times, pressed his elbow against his eyelids, and fell asleep again in a short while.

In the cabin, the clock moved another square.

For the invigilator, three hours of confinement will pass in the blink of an eye.

The clock rang out, and 078 bounced from the sofa in a frightening way: "Go, should you put those two...021?"

Before he finished speaking, he found that there was no 021 in the second-floor cabin.

"It's strange. I was sitting on the carpet playing with my phone just now." 078 muttered in confusion.

He thought that the lady might go to the bathroom, and it was unlikely that she would miss the time with her "gender" character, so he went downstairs without much care.

As a result, when he arrived at the bottom cabin, he saw 021 standing in front of the door of the No. 1 confinement room and just pushed the door open a crack.

"You are here!" 078 said: "I said, why did it disappear in a blink of an eye? Haven't you waited for the bell to ring before? This time you are active?"

021 glanced at him and said, "I just wanted to pour water and drink it. Seeing that the time was about the same, I was too lazy to sit back, so I wouldn't have to stand up again as soon as I sat down."

078 No doubt he was there, nodded and said, "Oh, okay. You call this person, I will call 001, and I will call you later."

021 nodded, pushed the door and entered the confinement room of You'huo.

078 Seeing her closing the door with her hands on her back, she thought to herself that she could only take a few seconds to open the door. Wouldn’t you feel tired if you close the door and open it?

But no matter how much he thinks about it, he dare not say this to 021.

The young lady looks good and has a very tough temper.

078 Push open the door of the confinement room No. 2, and the scene of the ruins is slowly fading. Because there is no conflict, the room is clean and there is no flesh and blood residue.

The Mr. 001, who was locked up in confinement, was no longer reading a book. He was holding a black mobile phone and fiddling with him.

"You...what are you doing?" 078 frowned and walked closer.

Qin Jue greeted him without seeing him and said, "It's just right, I'll ask you something."

078: "What's the matter?"

Qin Jue shook his phone and said, "The old machine from a few years ago cannot be opened. Will you repair it?"

078: “……………”

Who asked you to fix your phone? You can say it again?
To be continued...