v2 Chapter 72： Stick figure

The information sent by Ding Si this time is semi-advertising. It is about a newly established forum led by the three major guilds and renting overseas servers. It is designed to facilitate and promote communication between players. Every player is free. registered.

Zhang Heng took a brief look at the picture attachment sent by Ding Si. The name of the website is called the immersive simulation game enthusiast forum.

There are also small print notes and layout rules below, mainly to make ordinary people who come in by mistake think that this is an avid real-life simulation game enthusiast forum.

Now the website is mainly open with three sections, a daily irrigation section, a trading area, and a teammate recruitment area, and the follow-up functions are still under construction. The website creator claims that it will try to protect the information security of visitors and protect IP information. Encryption, registration does not need to be bound to any email phone, even in the state of visitors can speak, but still encourage everyone to use ID.

In principle, the website administrator is not responsible for the authenticity of the information posted on it, and reminds registrants to always be vigilant and not to disclose their identity information.

The idea of ​​the website actually existed a long time ago. It is said that the earliest batch of players previously created some QQ groups and actively shared their experiences with friends. However, after a series of bad things happened, the QQ group was dissolved. The current website is Upgraded versions of those QQ groups.

The original intention was to reunite the players, solve the problem of poor communication, and fight on their own. Of course, the three guilds may have no selfishness, and they want to gradually establish a leadership position among players, but for now, this The establishment of the website obviously has more harm than good, especially for a stand-alone player like Zhang Heng, which gives him a channel to understand the outside world.

However, Zhang Heng did not log in to the website immediately. Although the three major guilds claimed that the website was secure and would not reveal the user's ip, Zhang Heng still did not plan to use a mobile phone or a home computer to log in for insurance.

After changing the yard, Zhang Heng changed a pair of shoes and walked into the room. He wanted to take a shower first.

But when he passed by Tian Tian, ​​he stopped suddenly.

The little girl grabbed a pencil and lay on the coffee table. Zhang Heng thought she was doing her homework at first, but when she got closer, she found that it wasn't. Tian Tian was painting something on the back of the workbook.

She was painting a woman sitting on a hospital bed with an old man hanging a leg up. His face was full of panic, because the lamp above her head suddenly fell off and was hitting him.

This is a stick figure of a child. The strokes are full of innocence, but the content is a bit scary.

"Can I see it?" Zhang Heng reached out, speaking softly.

Tian Tian was very attentive when she was painting. It didn't seem that someone came behind her and was frightened when she heard it, but she handed the workbook to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng took the workbook and turned forward. He also saw a few other pictures, including an old man falling down on a bicycle, a puppy falling into a pond, and a woman cutting her finger while chopping vegetables.

Zhang Heng looked, thinking of the band-aid on the index finger of the young woman's left hand. He looked down at the little girl, and found that the latter was also looking at him, and there was a touch of fear in his eyes.

The last time the two met was about a year and a half ago. At that time, Tian Tian was still a very lively and cheerful little girl, but this time she saw her much quieter.

"Good drawing." Zhang Heng calmly handed back the homework.

He noticed that Tian Tian seemed to be secretly relieved after receiving the workbook. It was difficult for a girl of this age to hide her true emotions. After that, Zhang Heng gave up the plan to take a bath and just changed her coat to be fair to the outside world. " Which hospital is Grandpa Chen? "

"Why, do you want to see him? Yeah, you did n’t run to his house when you were a kid, and you ate a lot of meat. He was in the Second People's Hospital of the City. I was going to go there for a while. Since you are going Then do it for me. Do you have any money? "

Zhang Heng shook the wallet in his hand, "I'll go first."

After going out, Zhang Heng bought a fruit basket in the fruit store next to the community. After that, he didn't take a bus, but instead called a Didi and rushed directly to the Second People's Hospital of the city, three kilometers away.

Whenever there are many people in the hospital, sick numbers, family members, and relatives and friends who come to visit ... the water squeezed out here is leaking, the tastes in the corridor are mixed, and the cough and the pungent nose of disinfection water odor.

Such an environment can easily bring a sense of depression.

Zhang Heng didn't go to the desk to inquire about the bed. He still remembered the bed number on the painting. According to this bed number, he easily found the ward, and saw the grandfather Chen and the young woman inside through the glass.

Zhang Heng knocked on the door twice and pushed in. The young woman saw a look of surprise on his face, but immediately got up and welcomed him ~ www.novelhall.com ~ took the fruit basket, and spoke with him smoothly. Chat a few things about learning life.

Grandpa Chen looked good on the bed. Although he fell on his leg, he didn't frown. He saw Zhang Heng laughed twice and said that he hadn't seen him for a long time. The latter looked more handsome.

Zhang Heng cut an apple for Grandpa Chen with a fruit knife on the bedside table. By the way, he looked around. The environment of the entire ward was good. It was a triple room. The other two beds also had sick numbers. Grandpa Chen's bed was right in the middle. There is an old-fashioned double-ended fluorescent lamp hanging above his head.

The shape is the same as the picture.

Zhang Heng did not leave after cutting the apple. He stood beside the bed and had a chat with Grandpa Chen. The young woman felt a little strange, but didn't say anything. Grandpa Chen talked about Zhang Heng's trousers when he was young but nobody told , A person baking dry before the heating, happy eyebrows fluttering, even the pain in the legs seems to have forgotten.

"........."

As a result, at the next moment, the double-ended fluorescent lamp tube above his head suddenly broke away from the lamp holder without any warning and smashed towards the top of his head. However, just before the lamp was about to hit Grandpa Chen's forehead, one hand Hold it firmly.

Zhang Heng can even block the knife that he splits with all his strength. It is natural to take a light tube, not to mention he always pays attention to the movement on his head.

But when the light tube really fell off, he was somewhat surprised.

Fortune-telling? But judging by those stick figures, what seems to be happening is not good, but it is more like a curse.

The young woman was grateful, and the little nurse who was changing the medicine next door was frightened. A pair of round eyes looked curiously at Zhang Heng. Unfortunately, the latter did not intend to stay in the hospital any more. After confirming the conjecture in her heart, The next step is to find a solution.