Zhang Heng pushed open the door of the dormitory, and the corridor was quiet, a bit like a morgue in a hospital, and there was only the sound of his footsteps.

The dormitory opposite was not closed, and there was a bright light inside, Zhang Heng put his head in and looked, and saw four people who were engrossed in playing with the computer.

On the screen, their characters chase a bloodied Anne in the Tower, their skills hovering in the air, and the excited expressions on their faces freeze for a moment, like four lifelike sculptures.

Zhang Heng noticed the alarm clock in front of one of the people's desk, and the time on it was also 00:00.

He then visited several other dormitories on this floor.

Some of them locked the door before going to bed and couldn't get in, but the dormitories that could get in were all stopped at the last minute of the day.

Someone in the bathroom was secretly smoking from the dormitory manager, and the sparks on the cigarette head were clearly visible, but they would not spread downward, and the exhaled smoke was frozen in the mouth.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and took a picture of this magical scene.

When he pressed the shutter, he noticed another interesting thing.

In this world of time standstill, not only is everyone pressed the pause button, but those things are also kept in a state of the last second.

Like the skill that flew halfway on the screen before, the stationary electric fan, and now this cigarette butt that never burns out.

However, there are exceptions to this.

In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Zhang Heng pulled the cigarette out of the other party's fingers.

As a result, when the cigarette butt was transferred to his hand, it continued to burn.

Is that really the case?

In this time when only he can move, things will return to normal as soon as they reach his hands, and now this cigarette, as well as the mobile phone, computer and mp3 that worked normally, but the time shown on it still does not change.

And his normal function of touching anyone doesn't seem to have an effect on people, and Chen Huadong, who he has been pushing in the dormitory for so long before, did not react.

And what about living creatures other than humans?

Zhang Heng became interested, reflexively walked back to the dormitory, turned his mobile phone into flashlight mode, and approached a few roommates, and two minutes later he successfully found his target in the dark with 20 million soft light dual cameras.

This is the most common and annoying animal that most people live around in summer – mosquitoes.

As long as one of them sneaks into the room, basically no one wants to be peaceful for a night.

Zhang Heng's dormitory is on the third floor, which is relatively low, and mosquitoes at this height don't need to take the elevator, so they can move in directly, so everyone's mosquito prevention methods are also varied, a little mosquito coil, there are mosquito repellent flower water, and there are mosquito nets, but there are still often fish that slip through the net.

Now this mosquito is lurking next to the pillow of Wei Jiangyang, the head of the dormitory, waiting for an opportunity to go up and have a full meal.

It's a pity that its dream is destined to fall through tonight.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, gently pinched one of the mosquito's wings, grabbed it from the air, and put it in the palm of his hand.

As a result, the latter still maintains a posture of fluttering arms, like a most dedicated actor, turning a blind eye to the fresh prey that comes to his mouth.

"It doesn't look like animals can do it either."

At the end of the experiment, Zhang Heng grinded his hand and achieved the achievement of eliminating harm for the people.

Well, we've almost explored the dorm building, so it's time to go out and have a look.

Using the faucet in the bathroom to destroy the corpse, Zhang Heng went down to the first floor.

The dormitory manager on duty was standing at the door with a large U-lock in her hand, probably preparing to lock the door.

This kind of thing can be regarded as a characteristic of universities, but there are great differences in dormitory management from different universities.

Like Zhang Heng, although their school has a rule of locking the door at twelve o'clock, if you really want to return late, you can wake up the aunt on duty by tapping the window, and you can go back to bed after registration, but if you do this often, you will be punished and criticized.

Zhang Heng walked in front of the dormitory manager with a calm expression, if it was usual, the latter would definitely stop him and ask where are you going at such a late hour.

But now she seemed to suddenly have the ability to see, and the focus of her eyes passed through Zhang Heng's body and focused on the doorknob, as if she hadn't noticed that a big living person had just passed in front of her.

So Zhang Heng walked out of the dormitory building unhurriedly, looked up at the night sky above his head, walked through the empty campus, and finally came to the school gate.

It's a lot more lively here.

Zhang Heng's school is not large, but the location is good, it is located on the edge of the third ring road, directly opposite the road, and the nights in the big city are always extraordinarily long.

The pancake stalls on the overpass are doing brisk business, there are many small white-collar workers who have just left the office building, hungry and in urgent need of a supper on the way home to replenish their energy, not far away sanitation workers are waving their brooms silently cleaning the sidewalk, two bald uncles in suits and leather shoes under the platform are holding their mobile phones while waiting for the delayed night bus, and the girl with a bear hairpin in the 24-hour convenience store behind them yawns a long time in front of the cash register......

And at 00:00, they were all frozen in time.

It's like a movie with the pause button pressed.

The speeding cars on the road also came to a standstill at this moment.

Zhang Heng once went to the station to pick up a friend before, and he had also seen the city in the middle of the night.

But this is the first time I have seen it up close.

He could see the green onions sprinkled in the hands of the pancake boy, the calluses and swarthy faces on the hands of the sanitation workers, the greasy nose bridge of the bald uncle and the photos of his full-moon daughter on the mobile phone screen, and the star stickers that the bear hairpin girl secretly hid under the cash register......

All these details that were ignored in daily life were all displayed in front of Zhang Heng at this moment.

It was like getting to know the city all over again.

Zhang Heng swiped a Mobike bicycle on WeChat and rode it around the city with great interest.

By the way, I continued to test my conjecture.

When the hour hand on the starfish was about to complete its second turn, he rushed back to the dormitory before the dormitory aunt locked the door.

It was also 00:00, this time Zhang Heng did not bring headphones.

In the next second, all the sounds poured into my ears like a tide.

"Beautiful, this head is mine!! The Infinity Blade is finally out! ”

"Speed push the tower, they don't dare to go up there."

"No, I have to go home and make up for my blood first!"

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The electric fan on the door creaked and shook his head, the sound of a wild cat outside the window came from the spring, someone kicked and pulled slippers and ran through the corridor, Zhang Heng, who had not closed his eyes for more than a day, was also tired at this time, and after plugging in the dead mobile phone, he threw himself on the bed as fast as possible and entered the dream.