He didn't sleep too deeply, after midnight, he woke up, first, he was really entangled by these problems, and he was panicked, and second, he didn't know how Zhao Yun's situation was, he got up, turned on the light, and went to the toilet, he really couldn't stay in the study, thinking that instead of just insomnia, it was better to go to the intensive care room to see Zhao Yun.

When he tried to open the door, he realized that he was locked in the house.

He was a little flustered, was the dean installing a monitor in the house, and he was found peeking at the history books, which caused her to punish him, or did she let him come here, and he didn't have any good intentions in the first place?

So, what is the purpose of trapping him here, what are the intentions? Is he here waiting for the dean to return, or is he trying to escape?

First of all, of course, is it possible to escape?

The dean's room is on the third floor, and there is a window behind the study, but outside the window is a person who is as horizontal as a mirror. From this window he can go out, but he will be greeted by the icy water.

In view of the fact that his singing woke up Zhao Yun, there was no fault, although he didn't know the purpose of the dean forcing him to stay here, but he shouldn't have to be imprisoned or detained, maybe it was really just because he was curious and wanted to ask everything clearly, so he locked the door, so in this winter, he still didn't run away, just continue to stay here.

He went back to his study, lay down on the couch, and continued to sleep boredly, still thinking about the book, and some words that had not been too much attention at first suddenly surfaced clearly. The sentences on the title page, "everything is destroyed, human civilization disappears......" and the preface "high-tech age" aroused his associations. Could it be that this Liuhe world once reached a civilization more advanced than the earth's civilization, and then, because of war or natural disasters, like Hollywood blockbusters, collapsed, destroyed, and regressed to a near-primitive state all of a sudden, it is estimated that there are not many people left, the surviving Mr. Bei Mingzi is an enlightened person, in the face of such a disaster, but found a new energy source from the human body itself that can be continuously regenerated, so that human beings can get back up from the ruins, is this what this place feels like it should be in ancient times, Is it the reason why people's living conditions are close to modern times?

He felt that the world was starting to get a little interesting. It's just that his heart is also tickled, this interesting world, this strange historical trajectory, must contain a lot of puzzles, and he just likes to solve such puzzles.

And another thing, he is also very curious, this Mr. Bei Mingzi, who has found new energy, how did he find the aura, and how did he find a way to cultivate spiritual power-he is a man......

I don't know how long it took, but the outside door finally opened again.

I only heard the curator's voice: "It's almost dawn, you can call him up, and I have to rush back to the school hall as soon as the morning dawns......"

The dean said: "After a hard night, the spiritual power consumed is not low, otherwise, you should rest first." ”

The curator said, "What are you resting for?" Life is hard, there are many things, how can there be this blessing. God forbid, I didn't poke out a big leak, I'm glad enough, what do you want to rest for? ”

The dean said: "It's okay, such a big hall, who can guarantee that nothing will go wrong?" You sit down first, and I'll make you a cup of tea. ”

The curator said: "This sofa is good, then thank you, look at you, after all, you are young, energetic, spiritual power recovery is fast, hard work all night, until now you see that you are still so energetic, you look at me, old ......"

The dean said, "Don't say that, you are tired from decades of hard work, and staying up all night with us is already amazing...... You sit and I'll call him......"

When Liu Wu heard this, he hurriedly got up, dressed up, and said, "No need to call." "Get out of the study. I saw that the curator was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea, and the dean was standing on the side, and when he came out, both of them looked at him deeply, and then the dean sat on the office chair and beckoned, "You come here." He gestured to a stool in front of his desk.

Liu Wu came over and sat down on the stool, and the dean pointed to the table and said, "Hand." ”

Liu Wudao: "Can you tell me first, what happened to Zhao Xiaomei?" ”

The curator said: "How to say, with the joint efforts of all of us, the spiritual body has been consolidated, and it has begun to respond to stimuli, and the possibility of recovery is greater than the possibility of silence."

Liu Wu breathed a long sigh of relief.

The dean said, "Put your hand up." ”

Liu Wu stretched out his hand suspiciously and put it on the table.

The dean reached out and grabbed his pulse.

Liu Wudao: "I'm not sick. ”

The dean motioned for him not to speak, half-closed his eyes, diagnosed for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay." The hand can be withdrawn. ”

The curator said, "How's that?" ”

The dean said, "It's indeed a boy......

Liu Wu almost fainted, okay, he dared to diagnose his pulse for a long time, and diagnosed such a blind man with a conclusion. However, the two seem to be quite serious and don't take it as a joke.

The curator said, "It's a boy...... It's a boy...... Alas. ”

The dean said, "You always think ......"

The curator said, "Ask." ”

The dean nodded and said, "Liu Wu, Zhao Yun said that you are very smart and can sing many, many songs, and these songs are written by you yourself, and there are no other places, right?" ”

Liu Wu was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, nodded anyway, and replied, "Yes." ”

The dean said: "It seems that you are a little hesitant, could it be that you lied to her, you didn't write these songs, right?" ”

After all, these people are people with rich experience, and Liu Wu's hesitation could not hide from their eyes.

Liu Wu's heart was cold, and his mother's warning suddenly surfaced: "As long as there are so-called memories of the past life from another time and space, it is easy to become the royal party, and the royal party is the source of the troubled times, the thief of the country, the demon of the ruined country, and the public enemy of the world......" The mother said such words, proving that he was not the only person who came with the memory of his previous life, so these people with status and status would never be like Zhao Yun who could easily believe his lies without thinking and without suspicion. Zhao Yun may just be just to tell others that he is different from ordinary boys and needs to be respected more, so he can't help but brag about him in front of others, which is a performance that any girl may have, but he didn't know that this time directly aroused the suspicion of the curator and the dean.

He regretted it a little in his heart, he was a little anxious to express himself at the beginning, and at the same time he was worried that the guests would not buy it and his economic income would not be guaranteed, so he released a new song every few days...... The innocent little girl Zhao Yun believed it, they believed it when he took him as a god, and the guests who didn't watch the door also believed it, he was used to the surprised eyes that everyone cast at that time, but he ignored the danger that might be brought, dozens of songs a year, and he was a little too anxious.

Fortunately, his experience in the anti-narcotics team in his previous life allowed him to calm down and find a way to deal with it once he felt that there was a potential danger, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I know you will blame us for being so young and thinking ahead, I admit that the reason why I can write so many songs is because Zhao Xiaomei inspired me, but about this, don't tell her, or ......" His face turned red at the right time.

The curator and the dean glanced at each other and nodded slightly, as if admitting that this was reasonable, and the curator said, "Do you really like Zhao Yun so much?" ”

Liu Wudao: "She is beautiful, and she is a top student in the High Repair Hall, she can lower her status to help us, who of us would not like her?" ”

The curator said: "Okay, yesterday's incident was very stimulating to her, and I believe that the stimulation for you is not low, I want to give you a chance to show your talent and write a song about yesterday's ......"

The dean said: "The content of the lyrics must be closely related to this event, and cannot be separated from this event. ”