Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Eighties (60 pieces)
The two of them pressed against the wall and slowly crawled forward.
It seems that as long as they are not obvious, they will not attract the attention of others. The more low-key they are, the safer they are in their dreams.
The three of them climbed in a big circle, crawled to Hao Guozhong's side, secretly poked their heads out, and looked at the scroll.
Everyone else is answering the questions seriously.
"It's only thirty minutes until the end of the exam!" the invigilator said again.
The dream is like entering a time and space that is constantly repeated, forever trapped in this dream of constant exams.
Hao Guozhong nervously turned over the roll, there was still half an hour left, but he was only halfway done.
This kind of constant examination is undoubtedly a nightmare for those who have had exam experience!
Mengxi peeked his head out of Hao Guozhong's side to look at the last question of his paper.
"Ten minutes until the end of the exam!"
So fast!
In dreams, it seems that things don't go according to time. The time here is messy and is decided by the owner of the dream!!
"Hao Guozhong, it's time to hand in the papers!"
"No! I still have one more question!
Suddenly, time and space were reversed, everything disappeared and emerged, and the surroundings returned to the time when the exam had just begun.
Only Mengxi, Han Shumo and Nalan Mingyang were stiffly attached to the wall.
"Do you feel that this round is faster than just now?" Although there is no time here, Han Shumo can feel that each reincarnation is speeding up.
Nalan Mingyang sneered: "The headmaster is nervous in his dream. ”
Mengxi and Han Shumo looked at him again.
Nalan Mingyang was stunned, but this time, he recovered quickly, understood what he had said again, and couldn't help but comb his handsome hair proudly: "I tell you, I'm here!"
"Shhhhh
He stopped talking, and looked at Mengxi a little sullenly, and he hadn't finished speaking. It's hard to get a chance to perform.
Mengxi moved forward, moved to the other person, and poked his head out.
As long as they don't move much, the people here are like mechanical robots who won't notice them.
Mengxi slowly, took a pen from the table and handed it to Han Shumo.
Han Shumo looked at her suspiciously.
"You do. Mengxi squatted back and whispered.
Han Shumo was still confused.
"Thirty minutes until the end of the exam!" said the invigilator again, and sure enough, the pace was a little faster than the last time.
Hao Guozhong hurriedly flipped through the scroll.
Mengxi pointed to the blank scroll: "You do it from behind." ”
Han Shumo seemed to understand something, secretly went around to Han Zhong's side, and quickly wrote.
The volumes of the 80s were much simpler than they are now, and Han Shumo wrote the answers directly without thinking, as if the answers had been memorized in advance.
"Ten minutes until the end of the exam!"
"Hurry up!" Nalan Mingyang nervously urged Han Shumo, even more nervous than their own college entrance examination!
"Don't make noise!" Mengxi covered Nalan Mingyang's mouth again, not letting him disturb Han Shumo!
"The exam is over! Hao Guozhong! It's time to hand in the papers!"
"Wait! I'll still do it!" Hao Guozhong stared blankly at the paper behind him that had been fully answered, and the next moment, a completely relaxed smile appeared on his face.
He leaned back in his chair and let the teacher take his papers.
Suddenly, a wind blew through the classroom window, and he looked comfortably at the blue sky and white clouds outside the classroom.
He stood up and stood on the window: "Ah———— I'm done with the exam————"
Immediately after, he jumped straight down!
Mengxi, Han Shumo and Nalan Mingyang hurried to the window, and under the window, there was a blue sky and white clouds!
The three of them looked at each other, smiled, stepped out of the window, and jumped down!
The clouds flew past the three of them, and the three of them held each other's hands in the air, and below them was the high-spirited teenager.
It turned out that the amiable principal used to be a hot-blooded teenager.
The ground is getting closer.
Will it be smashed?!
However, the three of them stood firmly on the ground.
Open your eyes to the architecture of the 80s!
Hao Guozhong pushed the bicycle in front and ran happily.
There are no cars on the streets, only people and bicycles.
Houses with white walls and black tiles that still have the characteristics of the old style are lined up on both sides of the street, and the variety of shops is surprising and dream-like.
Although, after waking up, most people forget everything in their dreams.
However, the brain is so dedicated that even after waking up and being forgotten, it still meticulously reconstructs the history of that memory.
"Selling popsicles—ice cream—popsicles—"
"Stinky tofu—"
"Radish Cake—"
The whole street is full of small stalls.
Although the streets are now clean and there are no more such food stalls, for some reason, such streets give people a lively and indescribable human touch.
In front of those stalls, there are always people around.
They obviously don't know each other, but they eat and chat happily, and they don't guard anyone, just like everyone sitting together and eating stinky tofu, they are a family.
This kind of feeling is not found in modern times.
As long as modern people have an empty table, they will never share a table with others.
If you sit together, the other person will look at you defensively.
If you accidentally sneeze again, people will move away, and there is a look of disgust on their faces.
For some reason, the amount of money in people's pockets is increasing. But the warmth in people's hearts is constantly decreasing.
But here, a kind of warmth keeps entering your heart, making you feel that in this world, everyone is a family.
"Hao Guozhong—go! Heizi, they're not honest! Let's go and cut him together!" someone shouted at Hao Guozhong.
Hao Guozhong immediately threw his bicycle and ran over: "Let's go!
Hao Guozhong hurried along with several boys wearing white vests and green military pants.
The three of them followed them curiously. The clothes on their bodies make it easy for them to blend in with the background of the eighties, unnoticed.
Out of the alley, all of a sudden to the school playground again, such a scene transition is common in dreams.
I saw that there was already a group of boys standing on the playground, and then Hao Guozhong and the other boys immediately rushed up, just to fight!
Mengxi and the three of them were stunned, it turned out that when the principal was young, he also had a group fight!
really responded to the sentence: who has never been young.
This dream made the hearts of the three people change slightly.
If you reach the age of your parents and teachers, will you become friends who gag together?
"If you could go back in time, what would you do?" Han Shumo looked at the scene in front of him and asked with emotion.
Mengxi's expression suddenly became lost.
Nalan Mingyang noticed it and immediately bumped into Han Shumo: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"
Han Shumo looked at Nalan Mingyang with some confusion.
Nalan Mingyang looked at him angrily and lowered his voice: "People with high IQ are low EQ. As he spoke, he gave Han Shumo a look at Mengxi.
Han Shumo subconsciously looked at Mengxi, and suddenly suddenly.
If you can go back in time, Mengxi must want to change the car accident......