Zhang Dadao was a little puzzled, this guy called "writer" seemed to be a little eccentric, calm and almost detached. I have seen a lot of mental illness in the Seventh Academy, and I have seen a few guys with similar temperaments, so I immediately knew that this guy called "writer" must be a little weird.

Zhang Dadao listened to the writer's words and responded: "You only came here yesterday? They call you a 'writer' on your website?"

The "writer" seemed to laugh and replied, "'Writer'? interesting, but not really? I'm not that website, I'm just a small civil servant, and I have nothing to write about, but it's not wrong to be a writer." In a way, I really am a writer. ”

Zhang Dadaole said: "Is this inconsistent? Are you schizophrenic or split personality?"

The writer laughed, "I hope what is it?" and the writer began to babble more and more.

Zhang Dadao nodded and said, "I heard, the world is a novel written by you, right? A few days ago, one was discharged from the hospital, saying that he was God, guess what happened later? The cart ran over directly, and the 'Ka Ka' died miserably!" Zhang Dadao imitated this northeast accent to strengthen the tone of his voice.

The "writer's" voice became more and more erratic, a little swaying and almost chanting: "I didn't say that, your psychiatrist here is very unprofessional, and the patient's condition should not be leaked." It's like 'Secrets in the Confessional'. ”

Zhang Dadao didn't care, and said: "There is no impermeable wall in the world, and the priest still looks at the toll booth! Not to mention that we have a master here, and an old man can inquire about everything." ”

"Old man?" said the "writer" with a slight smile in his voice, "Let it be this man! But I have to say, I only said that everything I wrote was written by myself, not that the world was my work." ”

"Isn't this the same?" Zhang Dadao interjected, "If you're so powerful, you've entered here like this?"

The writer said, "Because I wrote that I would come in, and I committed suicide at home, just to come in here! I knew I would be saved, and I never thought of dying." It's just a reason to find a reason for the character's psychological transformation. ”

Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: [Can you still play like this? Is this the cause of the effect or the real knowledge of the cause of the effect? This guy is really sick!]

After a pause, Zhang Dadao cautiously asked again: "'Writer', aren't you afraid that your wife will run away when you come in?" Are you married?"

The "writer" laughed and said, "I'm married, but I can't run, I wrote it! I know when I can go out!"

"Then you know that I came to you?" Zhang Dadao asked.

"Yes. The "writer's" voice is calm and confident.

Zhang Dadao was happy at this time, and hurriedly said: "You can also tell fortunes? King Wen or plum blossoms? You tell me, what am I looking for you for? I can do this too, I can't even be so meticulous!"

The "writer" didn't care about Zhang Dadao's words at all, as if he had known it for a long time, but his tone was very calm, and said: "I don't know, you don't even have a supporting role in the book, it's just a part of my experience, just a stroke until you find me." I'm the protagonist, but you see that person writing books and even eating, drinking, and Lazar in detail. Three years later, I wrote it for three years, and I won't explain everything in these three years, right? The time and reality in the book are different. I had to be honest in the book, but reading the book was just a few words. ”

Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while before saying: "This is boring, right? Don't you still say that this world is written in your book? So as soon as you die, this world will be over? This destruction of the world is simple!"

The "writer" smiled: "Of course the world exists, and when I die, it is only my book that ends, and the world is still the same." It's just that the reader can't see it. I didn't write a lot of things in my book, and those things are still there, aren't they?"

Zhang Dadao had nothing to say, and was confused by this round-and-forth logic, but there was one thing he was sure of, this guy would definitely not be able to help him. Zhang Dadao shook his head and no longer bothered with the "writer", he had basically determined that this "writer" was a psychopath, and the danger level was not high. It's probably a middle two middle-aged.

Zhang Dadao stopped talking, but the addiction of the "writer" was provoked, and he asked Zhang Dadao: "Anyway, I haven't written down in detail about the time I've been here, why don't you tell me what you want me to help with?"

Zhang Dadao pursed his lips, he didn't want to deal with this guy at all, but he didn't expect Zhang Dadao to not speak, but the "writer" didn't give up and asked several times in a row. Zhang Dadao was overwhelmed, so he could only tell his own affairs.

The "writer" was amused when he heard this, and said: "Zhang Hongmin is broadcasting news? Are you looking for him to cooperate in cross talk? Aren't you afraid of starving to death?"

Zhang Dadao's face was straight, although the "writer" couldn't see it, he still had a serious face, and said: "That's possible! The news network is the most cola, much better than what Deyun Club! You just say can you can? If you can't, your book is nonsense." You call this paranoia, you know?"

Zhang Dadao used the method of agitation, which is extremely useful for mentally ill people, for example, "actor", as long as you say that his acting skills are not good, let him behave, that guy will immediately go crazy! In Zhang Dadao's words, this is much funnier than the bears in the zoo.

As soon as Zhang Dadao's words came out, the "writer" didn't move. Just when Zhang Dadao thought that he had "defeated" another mental illness, the "writer" suddenly said: "I can't do what I said before May Day! My wife will come to see me on May Day, and when the time comes, I will ask her to bring the manuscript, and I will add a paragraph to you, probably in May, the surname Zhang will definitely not broadcast the news!"

When Zhang Dadao heard this, he felt that this guy was completely stiff-mouthed, and left a sentence that was not sincere: "Thank you!" turned his head and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep no matter what movement there was.

Three days later, April 21, 2014. Zhang Dadao, who was locked up for three days, was released from the isolation room, and Zhang Dadao was uncomfortable in the past three days, and he didn't talk to the "writer" and "actor" next door, it was too boring. Can you deal with them? It's really painful.

Zhang Dadao felt that although he was also diagnosed with mental illness, he was too far behind these two guys with big brains. That's crazy!

What's even more weird is that it may be a relationship between the literary and art circles, the "actor" and the "writer" are quite familiar at first sight, and after a while, they got rid of Zhang Dadao and chatted with each other very hotly, and I don't know if it will still be the case when they meet.

However, there is an isolation room between them, and they often have to let Zhang Dadao come for a transfer. At first, Zhang Dadao thought these two psychoses were quite interesting, but it didn't take long for them to get annoyed! If he continued to live like this, Zhang Dadao felt that he was either depressed or bipolar, and there was no other way to go.

But fortunately, when his quarantine time finally ended, Zhang Dadao was much luckier than the "actor" who had to live for a few days.

When he walked out of the door of the ward, he saw Radishes' smiling face, and Zhang Dadao also smiled a little more. When passing by the door of the "actor", Zhang Dadao kicked the door fiercely, as revenge. Before he could be happy, he was so shocked by the words of the radish who took him downstairs in the elevator that he almost fell on his head.

Radish said with a wicked smile: "Dean Qi is back, and now he is in charge of the inpatient department!