Chapter 64: Three Perspectives
The students in the theater watched Dafang press the master switch, only to hear a neat unlocking sound, and all the doors in the entire corridor slowly opened.
The screen dimmed in front of everyone's eyes, and soon lit up again, and at this time the screen was already above the corridor of the cell, but the eye level was half shorter than before.
Looking at all the open prison doors, many students felt nervous, because they couldn't know exactly what would come out of behind the door, and they couldn't guess what the professor was about to face.
Is it a myriad of head-pulling madmen or a corpse pervert?
Has the professor fallen into the trap completely?
Are all the 10 investigators in there?
How many others survived?
Are there any other humans besides these ten people?
THE NEXT MOMENT THE SCREEN POPS UP, WILL IT BE THE END OR YOU DIE MADE OF BLOOD?
All of a sudden, countless ideas popped up in the minds of the students.
Various, bizarre, and so on.
When they saw several heads with blood-red eyes, flashing and retracting at the prison door, their hearts became even more nervous.
The whole white picture was full of oppression, because there was no sound at all, and as time passed, not a single figure walked out of the door.
Many students stared at the screen and did not blink, while others did not dare to open their eyes for fear of missing or seeing, such as the professor being in the left and right cell doors, suddenly being dragged in by his withered hands, and then there were bursts of chewing sounds and other key shots.
Before the bloody images came, the horror had already filled the sky over the cinema.
Everything, quietly.
It's as if time has stood still.
"Snap"
A familiar voice suddenly knocked on people's eardrums, although it was very light, but it was like a second-layer pervert.
The people who opened their eyes were all smart, and some simply joined the ranks of closing their eyes, while some people who had closed their eyes began to peek through the cracks of their fingers.
"Pak~"
This time the voice was a little louder, and it seemed to be a little closer to the crowd, and someone craned their necks on the spot.
"Bang~~"
Shorter intervals and louder sounds.
"Bang~~~"
As the sound of the continuous plucking drew closer, almost everyone leaned back in their seats.
At this moment, the crisp sound that kept knocking on everyone's hearts had reached a very close distance, and it sounded close at all, but the screen was still as if it was still, and nothing could be seen.
"In the back! Behind where we can't see ~! ”
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they got goosebumps, and at this time they had already realized that since they couldn't see anything in front of their vision, it must be behind them! Right behind the professor!
The sound had stopped, and everyone realized that there must be something in the opposite direction of the view, and the girls began to pray that the screen screen had better not turn back.
Obviously, things didn't go as they were, or the prayers had an effect, and the picture really started to turn back.
Slowly, slowly, turn to the rear.
After turning at a forty-degree angle, I could vaguely see that something was really there, standing at the edge of the screen.
Suddenly~
The screen spun suddenly, and in an instant it was facing the rear, only to see a pair of feet appear on the screen.
"Babbling!!"
The group of girls began to scream.
Hearing the girls screaming so miserably, the boys also felt extremely uneasy.
At this moment, only Wang Chen looked at the feet with some doubts, to be exact, the shoes, and the anti-counterfeiting trademark fixed on both sides of the shoes that almost everyone recognized.
However, before he could figure it out, a burst of shouting came.
I saw a hand appear on the screen, pointing at the feet and shouting, "Junior! The old man wants to allow you to be supreme and wonderful, remember to hate for the old man!! ”
This sound of breaking off completely pulled everyone back from their fright, and they looked at the screen in a daze.
Then the screen went up, and I saw that the screen was looking at the screen with a big black look.
Dafang raised his feet and stepped over the screen, and then the picture began to move with Dafang's back, and at this moment everyone saw clearly, it turned out that the previous pictures had always represented the vision of the data fairy.
"Grass! No wonder the eye level is so low, Made! ”
Foul language broke out in the theater one after another.
"No wonder those shoes look like the latest pair of Lin's shoes I bought for the professor three months ago." Wang Chen muttered.
"Huh? No, with the cushioning power of the shoes I bought, I won't have that sound when I walk? Wang Chen suddenly felt strange.
Zhang Nian, who had been calm on the side, suddenly said: "We are now in the professor's thinking space, what the professor wants us to feel, we will feel, what he wants us to see, we will see." No need to be weird. ”
"I see, why?" Wang Chen's limited brain made him have to jump to ask questions.
"The professor never does anything meaningless, he is telling us that this is an unusual last lecture that needs to be viewed from a different perspective." Zhang Nian said calmly.
"Angle? What angle? Wang Chen was even more confused.
Zhang Nian suddenly became a little low, pursed his lips, and said, "Our perspective, the professor's perspective, and the objective perspective." ”
Wang Chen nodded, not ready to answer again, because he couldn't figure out the point of doing this at all, and if he continued to talk about it, he would only be more unable to figure it out.
"Why look at it from a generous point of view? Can you think from his point of view? Li Qingfang, who was on the side, suddenly asked in a surprised tone.
"I can't." Zhang Nian shook his head and continued: "However, I know that this time, the professor also blocked his memory of this experience, which means that he is actually experiencing this for the first time in his mind space, just like us. ”
"Really?" Wang Chen, who was eavesdropping on the side, was taken aback.
"Do you have proof?" Looking at Li Qingfang, who seemed to be thinking on the other side, Wang Chen obviously didn't believe it.
"Nope." Zhang Nian shook his head.
"Then why are you so sure?" Wang Chen asked Dafang's three favorite words, why.
"Because it's a professor." Zhang Nian smiled beautifully.
The clever Zhang Nian used a clever answer to block the question of the animal breeder and private driver with a low IQ.
Wang Chen couldn't help but slander in his heart: Although I also think that the professor is very good, but it's not good that you are so blind? Why bother with mythology professors? It's not good.
But he didn't want to argue either.
Professor.
This is a character that Wang Chen rarely dares to question, he is more in awe of generosity than his own father, of course, this is for a reason.
There is absolutely a reason why Wang Chen, who can make Wang Chen beat himself more than once, can only rank second on the list of awe in his life.
Because he remembers very well the beating he received when he was eight years old, how fresh this beating was, he couldn't stand or sit for several days, and the sharp pain in his buttocks simply exceeded everything, but he just couldn't remember who hit him, or his subconscious made him dare not remember who it was, and he once suspected that it was the professor's own poison.
The so-called violence must be resisted, which seems to be a kind of truth.
However, Wang Chen felt that this was bullshit.
At least he didn't dare to resist the professor.
Wang Chen immediately smiled at Zhang Nian: "Hehe, hehehe." ”
While the three of them were talking, Dafang had already walked to the cell of the previous survivor, and three people had gathered at the door of the cell.
One of them was the middle-aged man, and there was also a man and a woman, who were younger than the middle-aged man and looked to be about thirty.
Judging from the ragged clothes and the wounds on his body, he should have been the same person who came in to investigate and was caught as the middle-aged man.
"Of the ten, only the three of you survived?" Dafang looked at the three people and asked.