The more Li Jie thought about it, the more scared he became, could it be that he was really a student at Lion Mountain University decades ago?

The oil paintings in front of him, as well as the library that has not demolished the bell tower, are all demolishing that he had come here decades ago, and a Li Jie had been here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Jie didn't want to believe all this, and the classmates next to him looked sad and thought that the oil painting was not painted well, and comforted: "Don't worry, we can all graduate successfully this time, the principal requires us to do the graduation project according to his standards, then he will ensure that all of us can get the graduation certificate smoothly." ”

"By the way, let me ask you something, why did the school let us do our graduation project according to a unified standard?" Li Jie asked.

"Isn't it? Didn't you know that before, what's wrong with you? ”

Li Jie didn't want others to see through his identity, so he could only say vaguely: "I just want to confirm with you whether the news I got is the same as yours, the school's requirements are too strange, and the students have said a lot before, and I can't figure out which one is true until now....."

"Hey - what's really not true, the students know basically the same, I heard that the school is going to carry out some rectification of some old buildings, the principal is afraid that he will not see the appearance of the original building after the rectification, so let the graduates of our department paint all the scenery of the school, especially some buildings need to be painted not bad at all, I am afraid no one knows why." The classmate said.

Now Li Jie's heart has a little bottom, he looked up at the bell tower on the top floor, it was very eye-catching in the sunlight, especially the slowly moving hands, telling everyone here that time was passing.

"Okay, I'm almost done, what do you think of my drawing?" The classmate asked.

Li Jie turned his head, now he can't open his mouth to evaluate other people's works, he doesn't know anything about oil painting, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he reveals his stuffing. Li Jie could only cope and said yes.

However, he found a very strange place in the painting, the building in the painting is a red brick building with an exterior wall, but one piece is painted white, Li Jie looked around, and the surrounding building with a red exterior wall is only the experimental building not far away.

Li Jie looked over and saw that there was no such white on the exterior wall, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you painted white here?" Didn't you just say that the school requires that the buildings should not be drawn in the slightest? ”

The student replied, "Well, it's a long story, I just found something outside the window of this laboratory building, like a black smoke, I thought that the color of that piece of exterior wall is like this, but I didn't expect that when I finished painting, I found that this black smoke disappeared strangely....."

"In desperation, I can only paint this piece white, the school is very urgent, I may have to hand in the painting today, and it will definitely be too late to paint a new one."

Li Jie was thinking about what the black smoke in his mouth was, attached to the outer wall and then mysteriously disappeared, why did it sound so weird?

There was the sound of six bells ringing from the bell tower, the hands pointed to six o'clock, watching the light getting darker and darker, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness, Li Jie suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he opened his eyes suddenly after a period of dizziness.

Waking up from a dream is like a world away.

The dream was so real that he had to believe that the person in the photo was him.

It is often said that there are dreams in the day and night, and most of people's dreams are subconscious generated under the stimulation of reality, and when the brain rests, it will create virtual memories in the subconscious.

Li Jie didn't believe that after seeing the black-and-white photo, his brain had a subconscious, allowing him to dream of the scene where the photo was taken decades ago.

Looking at the pitch-black ceiling, Li Jie woke up in the middle of the night, his back was already drenched with sweat, in fact, the bedroom was not hot at all, his whole body was like being fished out of the water, covered in sweat.

He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at the time, two o'clock in the morning, several hours before dawn, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, looking forward to dawn as soon as possible, and quickly escaped from this dream.

It was very uncomfortable, and Li Jie found that the bedroom was different from usual - it was too quiet!

Usually a few roommates either grind their teeth or snore, and they never stop every night, but now it is indeed quiet and terrible, so silent that there is not a trace of sound, and he has an illusion that there is no one else in the dormitory except himself.

Because, they can't seem to hear their breathing......

Li Jie found that his consciousness was becoming more and more awake, he wanted to continue to sleep, and it was possible to return to that dream, but the boundless darkness and silence actually made his heart afraid, this feeling was simply a torment, at this moment he could only curl up helplessly on the bed and wait for the dawn to come.

"Tick-"

Li Jie almost sat up from the bed, this voice!

It seems that the faucet is not turned off tightly, but why did it take so long to wake up and hear the sound of dripping water?

Then there was another ticking sound, and Li Jie could feel the splash and ripple of the water droplets falling into the pool, and the speed of time was very slow.

Since seeing that photo, everything around him seems to have changed, Li Jie recalled the dream he had just had, the self who painted the oil painting at the door of the old library, as well as the classmates and young photographers who didn't know their names, the time of the bell tower in the oil painting and the time on the clock tower that he saw with his own eyes were all four o'clock raining, what does this mean?

He tried to stir up everything he remembered in his head, but he couldn't find the answer. That's right! Li Jie remembered an incident that he thought might have something to do with it.

In his dream, he remembered that the hands of the clock tower had not yet reached four o'clock, and his oil painting had fixed the hands at this time.

Li Jie discarded this unrealistic idea after thinking about it, and there was only one other possibility, and he was confident enough in his painting skills to believe that he would be able to complete the task at this time.

But when I entered this dream, the oil painting had already been completed, and the oil paint had just been painted and had not yet dried, so why was the opportunity so coincidental?

If you enter this dream one minute early, the oil painting may not be finished, and one or two strokes are not completed, so do you need to lift the brush to finish the oil painting?

And I don't have any painting skills at all, so taking a paintbrush to make up for the unfinished part will definitely ruin the work.

He remembered that the classmate in the dream who didn't know his name urged him to finish the painting quickly, because the school was in a hurry, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and now he thinks back a little unusually.

It can be speculated that the time given by the school is very tight, so what is the reason why the school is so anxious? There were too many doubts one after another, and Li Jie didn't know which question to think about. (To be continued.) )