"Isn't Huo Yin dead? I remember in my previous life, there was a lot of uproar, and the major media rushed to report it. Zheng Ming, who was walking aimlessly on campus, recalled the news he saw when he looked at his phone before, and thought uncertainly.

Stephen, William, and Huo Yin, a famous modern physicist with Lou Gehrig's disease, paralyzed, unable to speak, and only three fingers of his hand can move, a scientist who can appear in textbooks. With the attention he received, it was only natural that his death would be widely known to the world.

In Zheng Ming's previous life, there was a period of time when the news of his death was overwhelming. However, here he checked all kinds of news sources, but found that there were no reports of the death of the other party at all. It's as if all of that was an illusion that never existed.

Li Yong, who is very "5+2", actually died here at the beginning of 18? “

I have the impression that Zheng Ming didn't hear the relevant news at all when he was not stabbed to death, even if he was closed to the news, with the popularity of this host, it was impossible to leave without even a trace of waves.

"There are also martial arts writers Yin Yong and Marvel's fathers Stan and Jin also passed away at the end of 18."

Zheng Ming recalled the information he had seen before, and sighed in his heart the impermanence of life. The works of these people have all left more or less traces in his life, but he did not expect to die one after another during the time he was stabbed.

After reading the news overnight, Zheng Ming had a rough outline in his heart.

To be sure, this is not the world he was in in his previous life. They may all be very similar in general, but there are some innocuous differences and differences in some subtle places.

For example, the streets here are exceptionally clean and tidy. It's hard to see garbage on the road. It seems that with the progress and development of science and technology, people's quality has improved. The people who walked through the lanes, ran red lights, threw garbage, and made loud noises in public that were often seen in previous lives seem to be missing here.

Everyone here has a smile on their face and looks very happy. Everyone was as polite as a gentleman, and it was rare to see and hear arguments and quarrels. However, all this seems a little false in Zheng Ming's eyes.

People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries. No matter what kind of environment you are in, people will always have all kinds of dissatisfaction and troubles. And the immutable false smiles that the people here desperately put on their faces, and the performance of the attitude of "I am very happy" on their faces, in Zheng Ming's opinion, exudes a sense of depression.

On the other hand, the online world here seems to be two extremes. If the reality is a paradise created by the Chinese people, then the online world here is simply hell.

Just like the beginning of Hongmeng, this online world is full of ignorance and barbarism. As if to vent the emotions accumulated in reality, verbal violence and malice are almost everywhere here.

They do not tolerate the slightest suspicion and different voices, and they often quarrel in the dark. Sadly, however, they don't like to think very much, and what they believe is true and fight with them is based on hearsay. People aim their malice at each other nakedly. They refuse to think, they take thoughtless words and stupidity as amusement, and they are not ashamed but proud.

And there are no stars in this world. Or that there are no real stars. All stars are virtual. This is a very cost-effective thing, they don't have to worry about the collapse of their personality, they don't get tired, they don't play big names, they don't have to pay salaries, and they don't talk without being criticized by their brains. All they need to do is use the technology that has already been launched to create a character that most people love.

It's hard to imagine that in the hellish and filthy online world, there are almost perfect virtual idols, which are wildly sought after by most people and loved by countless people.

At the same time, it is also a world without games. It's not so much that there are no games, but that the games here don't have ingenious designs and script ideas, they are all money-making works with gorgeous appearances, brilliant skills, and only pursuit of pleasure. While players quickly lost interest from aesthetic fatigue, the developers had already made a lot of money and launched another fast-food game.

The same is true for film and television here. Either it's an eye-catching meat selling work with actor images and cool costumes as a gimmick, or it's a popcorn work with no meaning and only special effects. When Zheng Ming wanted to find one or two works with self-consistent plots and brains, he found that there was not even one.

Big data overwhelmingly pushed various film and television works to Zheng Ming, but none of them could make him interested, and a dirty network environment also made him frown. It is precisely because of this that he put down his mobile phone and strolled around the campus to relax.

"Is it a parallel world?"

Zheng Ming could only get such an answer.

"Hey!"

A gust of fragrant wind hit, and a woman with refreshing short ear-length hair and a pair of slender bright eyes blocked Zheng Ming's way. She was the salesperson who received Zheng Ming before.

"Sure enough, it's you. Zheng Ming, right? My name is Yang Xinhui, remember me, right? That's the phone card business I'll handle for you. It seemed that she was a little tired from running, and after blocking Zheng Ming, Yang Xinhui bent down and gasped for a few breaths, and exhaled Rulan's self-introduction.

"Oh, it's you. What's the matter? ”

Shorts with a white shirt.

Zheng Ming glanced at Yang Xinhui's slightly simple outfit, and quickly connected with the previous image of wearing a light blue uniform.

"Hah, nothing. What a coincidence, I met you here. What department are you from? How many times? ”

Zheng Ming looked at Yang Xinhui, who was asking questions like a cannon, and asked slowly and logically: "I look so small?" ”

"Huh? Aren't you a student here? ”

"I graduated early. Level 13. ”

"Huh? Huh? ”

Different from when she was working before, Yang Xinhui looked much more lively, and exclaimed in surprise. Immediately afterwards, he seemed to realize his own gaffe, and changed the topic in a panic.

"You look so young."

Hearing Yang Xinhui's heartfelt praise, Zheng Ming's eyes flashed slightly. Indeed, as she said, his original appearance was small, and when he was in a so-called two-year coma, time seemed to freeze, and now he looks exactly the same as before he fell into a coma.

On the other side, seeing that Zheng Ming was silent and just looked at herself, Yang Xinhui suddenly gave way and walked to a place that was only half an arm's length away from Zheng Ming's side very naturally.

The distance is good. It doesn't seem too distant and looks like a stranger, and it's not too close, leaving enough personal space for peace of mind.

This distance also happens to be the limit of Zheng Ming's ability to accept strangers approaching. Seeing this, Zheng Ming glanced at Yang Xinhui, who looked like usual beside him, and he didn't know if the other party really had a study of distance control, or if he was instinctively talented. In short, this will not make Zheng Ming feel offended.

After walking a few steps, seeing Yang Xinhui's eyes looking around, but he had been following him according to his speed, Zheng Ming finally took the initiative to ask helplessly: "What are you doing with me?" ”

"Who's following you? It's just that I'm going in the same direction as you. ”

Seeing Yang Xinhui's serious quibble, Zheng Ming sighed speechlessly, quickened his pace, and moved forward in a silent muffled voice.

Yang Xinhui saw Zheng Ming's deflated appearance after eating, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she looked a little proud, and hurriedly jumped up and down to keep up with Zheng Ming's almost race-walking pace.

"Hey, since you're not a student at school, what are you doing here?"

"Hey~Hey, hey...... I'll ask you. Yang Xinhui asked tirelessly.

Seeing that Yang Xinhui looked interested, stepping on small steps, jogging and following beside him, Zheng Ming, who realized that it was impossible to get rid of the other party, slowed down his pace and replied angrily: "Take a walk and sightsee." ”

"Cut, what's there to see here?" As if hearing the perfunctory meaning in Zheng Ming's tone, Yang Xinhui pursed her lips, her eyes rolled and she continued to ask, "What was your major before?" ”

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zheng Ming asked rhetorically without replying.

Yang Xinhui, who was choked by Zheng Ming's merciless voice, was angry with her face. She felt that she was a beautiful woman who expressed kindness with good intentions, and the other party should be gentle with each other.

Thinking like this, she stomped and lost in the direction of Zheng Ming's advance.

Zheng Ming, who was in a hurry, saw a shadow suddenly appear in front of his field of vision, and hurriedly stopped. The two were almost colliding together, and Zheng Ming could feel the heat emanating from each other's bodies.

"What are you doing?" hurriedly retreated a distance, and Zheng Ming's voice was slightly gloomy.

It was the first time that Yang Xinhui had met someone in the real world who had expressed her dissatisfaction, and she immediately regretted her slightly bold pressing move.

Shouldn't we keep our grievances in our hearts and not show them in our faces?

Thinking like this, Yang Xinhui was a little aggrieved, took a step back under Zheng Ming's forced gaze, and said timidly: "When talking to someone, you should at least look at each other, right?" This is basic courtesy. ”

Zheng Ming looked at the woman in front of him who obviously spoke with a slight trill, but still straightened her chest and pretended to be strong, and sighed helplessly.

"You know what? The eyes are the window to the soul, and it makes sense. Making eye contact, observing each other's expressions, will make people understand each other better and make it easier to read each other's intentions. But for better or worse, as long as you look at each other and talk, you will undoubtedly deepen the bond with each other. I'm not in the mood right now to deal with the change in a stranger's expression and the message from his eyes. ”

Zheng Ming said these words, almost in disguise, saying that he didn't want to have anything to do with Yang Xinhui, but it was obvious that Yang Xinhui didn't understand, or didn't show that he understood.

"How are we strangers? Obviously they had met before, and now they met here by coincidence. You know my name, and I know your name is Zheng Ming. It is said that 500 times in the past life, and the present life passed by. Why do we have to do it seven or eight hundred times? No, at least a thousand times! ”

I don't know where I heard it, Yang Xinhui nodded with a firm expression, and lit up her tight fist, which seemed to be expressing the correctness of her own concept.

Seeing this, Zheng Ming became a little crying and laughing, and asked in a strange tone: "Looking back a thousand times in your previous life?" You read it from which romance, right? Do you believe that? Then we'll look back at each other with our backs. With this time and perseverance, what can't be done? Why stay for the next life? ”

Yang Xinhui was speechless by Zheng Ming's words, and was even more tickled by the other party's unique voice that seemed to have a sarcastic tone.

"Humph!"

Gritting his teeth, he finally couldn't find the right words to refute. Yang Xinhui snorted coldly and then became depressed.

"This should always be able to get rid of her, right?"

Thinking like this, Zheng Ming bypassed the other party and continued to walk forward.

"Tsk, what's the matter with this girl?"

Sensing the footsteps behind him, Zheng Ming shook his head helplessly, letting the other party follow and ignoring her.

Before I knew it, I walked to the bottom of the T-shaped building again. Zheng Ming looked up at the building structure on the outside of the building, which looked like the letter T.

Yang Xinhui, who was tidying up behind her, also noticed the direction of Zheng Ming's vision who was slowing down, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Speaking of which, a big incident happened here a few days ago, which made the campus boil. There was also a brief suspension of classes for a day. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Xinhui glanced at Zheng Ming, and saw that the other party's expression was as usual, without the slightest interest, and there was no other reaction, and suddenly unwillingly aggravated her tone: "But it's a big event that killed someone~~~"

"What? Killed? ”

Seeing that Zheng Ming finally stopped and looked at herself, Yang Xinhui seemed to have won the game, and her face was proud.

"What? You don't know? There was a lot of commotion. ”

How could Zheng Ming not know the other party's intentions when he saw Yang Xinhui's reaction? She was whetting his appetite. So he put on a look of disinterest, turned around and looked at the T-shaped building again.

Sure enough, Yang Xinhui, who was still smiling evilly, saw Zheng Ming's reaction, the smile on her face froze, and she asked unwillingly, "You're not curious?" Dead people~ Someone died~~~"

"Death is not such a rare thing. If you pay attention, we are all around us. Sometimes life is far more fragile than we think. Maybe one day you get the news of the death of an acquaintance, maybe it's just an accident when you go out for a walk on weekdays. ”

"Forehead ......" Yang Xinhui choked for a while, and after letting out a deep groan of unknown meaning, she gave up selling Guanzi.

"I heard that it was also an outsider. He climbed to the high platform in the middle of the building, which was the middle of the T-shape. And then smack~~~~"

While elongating her tone, Yang Xinhui also made an explosive gesture with her hands and feet.

"Tut-tut, it's miserable. It's like a blood bag full of bones falling to the ground, white and red falling all over the ground. It is said that it takes a lot of effort to clean up the bloodstains and deal with the aftermath......"

After telling the scene at that time, Yang Xinhui sighed with satisfaction and sighed in a low voice: "I don't know why he chose here." It is said that he is an out-of-town and has nothing to do with this school. And it seems that he used to be a psychological counselor, and he didn't show mental disorders, so is it really difficult for a doctor to treat himself? ”

Zheng Ming couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart when he saw Yang Xinhui's description as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and even knew the identity information of some of the deceased.

"Do you know the dead? Or were you there? ”

Yang Xinhui smiled a little embarrassedly when she heard Zheng Ming's inquiry, and explained, "No, no." However, before he decided to end his life, he had started a live broadcast and left some videos. It should be hard to find by now. But I know someone who has a video, and if you want to see it, I can pass it on to you. ”

Zheng Ming thought for a moment after hearing this, and then took out his mobile phone.

"Sweep me. V letter. ”

“YES！ It worked! ”

Yang Xinhui looked at the V-letter QR code in front of her, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

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