Chapter 2

Zhang Heng ran seven laps around the playground, 2800 meters.

After that, he took a shower in the public bathroom, changed into a clean white T-shirt and jeans, and had a leisurely breakfast in the canteen. Then he came to the library with the newly finished "night mountain Wanhua mirror".

Like morning running, reading is also one of Zhang Heng's habits. He keeps the speed of one book a week.

However, unlike the morning run forced by his grandfather, reading can bring him a lot of fun. It is a kind of recreation, and he has always enjoyed it.

In fact, if not for the limited time, he would like to read more books every week.

After returning the book at the service desk, Zhang Heng took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Open a small program called random number generator, set eight digits, and then I had a roll point with great interest.

It must be admitted that people always think that God has no reason.

Anyway, normal people in the library to borrow books is absolutely not show this kind of roll point to pick up the book operation.

But Zhang Heng's reading has an advantage, or a quirk, probably because he has read many books since he was young. This guy is not afraid of cold, and is full of poison. He can read all the world famous books, such as long Aotian xiaobaiwen, and even Jinjiang president's body with relish. Moreover, his condition is still deteriorating. Today, even he can read compendium of Materia Medica and scientific pig breeding manual If you go in, there is basically no cure.

In order to avoid the trouble of choosing books and enjoy the simple pleasure of meeting good books, he created this set of normal distribution calligraphy.

Unfortunately, when applying for the campus scientific research award, it failed, and there was no fund for follow-up promotion.

So the capital market is always short of vision.

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Zhang Heng according to roll to the number of the last two came to the corresponding bookshelf.

It's a good luck this time. Although it's not a literary subject, it's also very interesting in management. At least it's much better than the book "bill of quantities pricing of water supply and drainage, heating and gas engineering" he rolled to last month.

Reach out your finger and pull the target from the bookshelf.

Adam Smith's wealth of nations seems to have a good morning.

Zhang Heng found a window seat, and then opened his leisure reading time.

maybe someone can make complaints about it. Is that ok? Doesn't he care about his perfect watch?

Zhang Heng said that he really couldn't manage it.

It's right to respond positively after an incident, but it has to be something you can deal with within your ability. For example, when there is too little online demand for such supernatural phenomena, perhaps doing nothing is the most correct choice. In those classic horror movies, the tutors who were photographed on the back in the dark old house and turned around for you all received Bento.

On the contrary, when it doesn't exist, you have to go all the way to the end. Maybe it's just a trip to haunted house.

So, in many cases, calmness is the most important thing.

Zhang Heng is very calm now. You can't see from his appearance that he is in a supernatural event. He made up for his morning run by skipping classes. He read the wealth of nations theory in the library in the morning. In the afternoon, he took a public elective course for critical thinking. In the evening, he made good on his promise to ask his brothers to go to the food lane of the Minda to make up for the kebabs. After that, he even returned to his bedroom I'm in the mood for a few episodes of American dramas.

Then at 11:30, the dormitory was cut off on time.

Although Zhang Heng's notebook has its own battery, it can last three or four hours, but he didn't affect the rest of his brother, so he resolutely turned off the power.

Half an hour before the end of the day, someone else's watch has turned twice, and this familiar and strange starfish in his hand has just finished a whole turn.

What's going to happen? Zhang Heng doesn't know. Now all he can do is wait.

Zhang Heng put on his headphones, turned on his MP3, lay in bed and quietly spent the rest of the day for half an hour.

00:00

the three hands coincided on time at the top of the dial, which stopped for about a blink of an eye, and then the second hand continued to swim.

During this period, Zhang Heng did not notice any abnormality.

Is the guess wrong? He took off his headphones.

But then there was something wrong.

Around - it's so quiet.

Summer nights are always very busy. The small electric fan on the door creaks and shakes its head. Mosquitoes hum in the ear. The tap in the bathroom next door is not tightened. Water drops drip on the sink. Wild cats pass through the flower bed downstairs. Of course, there is snoring to the bed

It's all gone tonight.

The whole world seems to have suddenly lost all its sounds and become silent as never before.

If it wasn't for the faint singing in the earphone on his chest, Zhang Heng would even doubt whether he had lost his hearing.With the dim light of the MP3 screen, he looked at the time on his eye watch again.

It's 00:01

at this time, the opposite dormitory is still playing lol online, and you can hear the cheers after they have finished the wonderful killing or extreme escape.

In addition, Zhang Heng also found another unusual thing. There is a date on the right side of starfish's dial. It is reasonable to say that the date above should also change after zero, but this time it still stopped yesterday.

Zhang Heng thought of something.

He didn't take off his clothes when he went to bed tonight. He just jumped off it.

It took less than seven seconds to start the computer, and the QQ login interface popped up. Zhang Heng's attention was not on it. His eyes moved down to the toolbar, and the date and time on it were a little dazzling.

00:00

2017920

is it really the last moment of "yesterday"?

Zhang Heng waited for a while. Instead of looking at the time on the starfish, he pinched his own pulse and counted 200 times. According to his 72 beats per minute, at least two minutes had passed, but the time on the table still stopped at 00:00.

Zhang Heng picked eyebrows, but did not worry about any conclusion.

He goes to the opposite bed and pushes Chen Huadong, who is still sleeping. The latter is the lightest person in the bedroom. Usually, anyone who gets out of bed at night and drinks water can wake him up. However, this time, no matter how Zhang Heng pushes him, there is no response.

"Sorry, brother, I don't have a girlfriend, but I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

Zhang Heng can put his fingers on his nostrils and take a look in the strange atmosphere.

I can only say that the psychological quality of this product is really excellent.

After five minutes, Zhang Heng couldn't feel a little bit of breath.

If this is part of the prank, Chen Huadong's breath holding skill is too strong. He can go to the Guinness World Records.

Now that I have done it once, I will do it for the second and third time.

Zhang Heng followed suit and tried it under the noses of the remaining two roommates.

The result is the same as Chen Huadong.

Zhang Heng has been basically able to conclude that he really encountered supernatural phenomena that science can't explain.

He's in a time when he shouldn't exist.

For example, it's like the river of time has a tributary for him.

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