The biological clock played a tenacious role, and when Huang Ge opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the electronic clock hanging from the ceiling: 11:24. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It didn't take long for Pumpkin and Dongzi to wake up, and the three of them washed up and lay back on the plastic bed.

The first topic is, of course, "what a beast that beast is." ”

I don't know what's going on, just one night later, this topic that was still in full swing yesterday, and the three of them can't be interested at this time.

Listening to Dongzi's weak scolding, Brother Huang replied casually, and his mind was always hovering with the slight strange tone in Wu Xiaoyu's words when he turned "four days" into "three days".

When this feeling gradually turned to unease, Pumpkin suddenly said, "Don't talk about this." I felt so uncomfortable, and I panicked. Let's ......" He glanced at Brother Huang and Dongzi respectively, and said, "Let's finish the book......

It is very rare, "Let's finish the book" This kind of proposal, Huang Ge nodded again and again, and Dongzi surprisingly did not object, and followed the two of them to pick up "The First History of the First Year of the First Year".

For their humanity, reading a book is just too inhumane.

It didn't take long for the three of them, who had made a lot of determination to hold the book, to begin to droop their eyelids, or hallucinate in their ears, or be dizzy.

However, even in such a difficult situation, Dongzi reluctantly held on for a while, until he felt that his breathing was getting shorter and shorter, and his chest was becoming more and more anxious and bored as if he was holding a fire, he raised his head and looked at the time displayed on the electronic clock:

12：13。

Seventeen minutes passed.

"! How can this be done! "Dongzi hates that time flies too quickly, and he hates it for passing too slowly. He flipped to the fourth page of "The History of the First Year of Junior High School" in his hand and flipped it forward, only to feel that his mind was empty, and he could hardly remember anything.

This result made Dongzi completely dead, he put the book away hatefully, and said: "Brother Huang, this is an egg, this is clearly playing tricks on us!" Don't say four days, you can't finish it in four months! ”

, I can't finish it in four years. Brother Huang looked at the book in his hand, which was only one more page than Dongzi, silently calculated in his heart, and sighed: "He deliberately set an impossible time, then there must be no way." Anyway, we can't finish it, so we'll have to wait until three days later to see what he wants. ”

The three of them felt that it was not enough time, but Wu Xiaoyu felt that it was more than enough, but what he referred to was the kind of preoccupied and elated energy of the three of them when they were blackmailing.

I didn't see anything famous when I read the book, and the three of Huang Ge beat their spirits and began to talk about it again.

It seems that in this way, they can ignore the growing uneasiness in their hearts, and they can ignore the "First History of the First Year" that they grasp, touch, or touch in their hands.

Gradually, the conversation between the three of them deviated from the cell and the cell head, to the old days of roaming the streets, and after a while, to reminiscing about their childhood, and later, the three began to boast of all sorts of strange experiences, and put on themselves what was apparently the work of others.

In this way, the three of them farted and chatted, bragging and presumptuous, but even Dongzi's eyebrows showed worries that could not be concealed from time to time.

Time passed slowly, and in addition to talking, the three of them sometimes read a book, sometimes went to the toilet, and sometimes went to sleep.

They often fall asleep and feel bouts of hunger or wake up from nightmares of boiled meat.

Every time they were woken up by hunger or startled, they had no choice but to eat some boiled meat.

Then go back to sleep and continue to have nightmares.

……

Again more than a dozen hours later.

The third day of the three special students being admitted to the cell.

01：05。

Wu Xiaoyu pushed open the door, and the three people opposite were lying on the bed, their eyes open, and their expressions were depressed.

"Have you read the book?" Wu Xiaoyu's first sentence is still this question.

"I've seen it, I've seen it."

Next, Wu Xiaoyu asked almost the same questions as last time, ignoring Brother Huang's various pleas.

Finally, Wu Xiaoyu lifted the lid, put the boiled meat he brought into the food bowl that had been washed clean by the three of them, and said, "Then so be it." Remember, my only request is for you to read the book. In the next two days, invite the three of them to study "The History of the First Year of Junior High School". ”

Although he had been mentally prepared, Wu Xiaoyu's calm and calm tone with a hint of strangeness still made the heartbeat of the three of them speed up a lot.

Then, Wu Xiaoyu walked out and closed the door.

……

On the third day, the room was filled with gloomy clouds.

When they woke up in the morning, after a few casual conversations, the three of them all leaned back on the bed and stopped talking. Occasionally, I turn my head over, and what I see is often another face that is as worried and tangled as myself.

In the afternoon, the three of them swore a gamble and swore a book, and read the book for several hours with ruthless heart. But in the last comparison, even the pumpkin that I read the most only turned to page 46, and after asking each other a few more words, I knew that everyone remembered less than one-tenth of what they had read.

So, when Wu Xiaoyu came to deliver the meal again this night, the three of them didn't say a word, and let Wu Xiaoyu finish those few questions by himself, close the door and leave.

……

On the fourth day, the three of them got up early in the morning, sat down together before they had time to wash, and had a good discussion.

Then, they moved around the room all morning, and slept well in the afternoon, and at about 11 o'clock in the evening, Brother Huang woke up the other two, and the three of them gritted their teeth, endured nausea, and stirred the boiled pork in the basin into small pieces, and swallowed it all into their stomachs.

After doing this, the three of them sat together, no longer cursing and swearing, just looking up at the electronic clock above their heads, and every time the numbers on the LCD screen jumped, the faces of the three of them darkened.

At 01:00, Brother Huang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, brought the two closer to his mouth, and said in a hoarse and low tone: "Dongzi, pumpkin, I'll say it again one last time." When I say '****** Mom,' we'll go up together, and remember not to care what other people are doing...... It's best not to look at it at all, just do what you do. Remember, we can do it. ”

"Also, you two ......" Brother Huang hugged Dongzi's arm and said, "Especially Dongzi, you must remember later, as long as I haven't said '****** Mom', you don't have to do anything, don't move." ”

The electronic clock did not understand the mood of the three of them, and dutifully jumped to 01:05, and almost at the same moment, the three of them heard the sound of the door lock mechanically ringing.

"Have you read the book?" Before Wu Xiaoyuren stood in the room, the first sentence was still this question.

"I've seen it, I've seen it." Brother Huang noticed that the bodies of the two brothers who were attached to him instantly tensed, and he wanted to remind them to take it easy, but when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly moved more stiffly.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't seem to be able to see the obvious strange demeanor movements of the three of them, and he continued to ask, "How do you see it?" ”

"It's not bad to watch." Forced to read books, forced to eat boiled meat, forced to listen to these crooked nonsense ****** you, Brother Huang struggled to restrain his desire to say "****** Mom".

"Oh, really?" Wu Xiaoyu finally said something different from the previous days, he took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, and said, "Since the three of you look very good, then let's do these test papers." ”

Paper? Brother Huang was slightly stunned, Wu Xiaoyu had already handed the test paper in front of him, he reached out to take it, but he didn't look down.

This neuropathy still made a test paper? Brother Huang's head turned rapidly, and he was silent for a while, and said, "Do the test papers?" The three of us won't. ”

"Really?" Wu Xiaoyu's expression did not change.

Brother Huang's lips moved slightly, and he said, "No." ”

His two words were so low that even Wu Xiaoyu's hearing was beyond ordinary people, and he almost couldn't hear them.

Brother Huang stared at Wu Xiaoyu with all his attention, clenched his fists with both hands, took a deep breath, and pressed his tongue against the teeth below, just waiting for Wu Xiaoyu to have any special reaction, and the three-word code of "****** Mom" in his mouth blurted out.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't react, except for some regretful expressions on his face.

This is the last time you say "no". After a few seconds, he took the test paper back, turned around and walked to the basin, and said in a tone of slight pity: "No, it doesn't matter, since you don't have enough time, then give it another four days." ”

Gone? After waiting for a long time, Wu Xiaoyu stopped talking, and Brother Huang was very surprised, and he had some strength to make him feel uncomfortable in the empty space.

For these few minutes, the three of them planned for a whole morning and made all kinds of preparations, but they didn't expect that Wu Xiaoyu would not take any action after arriving at the time limit.

What's going on? Brother Huang had a big problem in his mind, and he sat slightly absorbed for a while, Dongzi and Pumpkin sat aside, remembering his instructions in advance, looking anxious but not daring to move a little.

It wasn't until Wu Xiaoyu stood at the door again that Brother Huang came back to his senses and tried his best to say in the most sincere tone: "Brother Wu, don't force us to read. We are definitely not that piece of material, let alone four days, you just give forty days, and we can't stand it. Why waste your time? If you have any other commands, just say them, and we ......."

"No, it's not going to be a waste of time." Wu Xiaoyu turned around and said in a prophetic tone: "Believe me, this time in four days, you can definitely finish learning." And I promise, you'll just think too much time, never too little. ”

After saying this, Wu Xiaoyu turned around and walked out and closed the door.

Can you definitely finish it in four days? Just too much time? Is that beast crazy? His real purpose is to torture a few of us for fun?

If it weren't for being in a dangerous situation, Brother Huang would definitely think that Wu Xiaoyu was evil, so he would say those inexplicable nonsense.

While he was thinking wildly, Brother Huang suddenly heard an earth-shattering scream from the pumpkin.

He was startled, turned his head to look, and twisted his neck a little painfully in his eagerness, only to see the pumpkin standing in a daze, his mouth wide open, his body swaying, and his face pale.

He hurriedly ran over with Dongzi to support him, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?" ”

The pumpkin moved her lips with difficulty, but could not spit out a word, only pointed to the basin tremblingly.

Brother Huang turned his head to look, only glanced at it, and the code that he hadn't used before was screamed out by him in an earth-shattering way.

"****** Mom!"

In an instant, the first thing that came to Brother Huang's mind was Wu Xiaoyu's crazy words just now.

Or prophecy.

"Trust me, this time in four days, you can definitely finish it. And I promise, you'll just think too much time, never too little. ”

Inside the cleanly washed basin, it was finally no longer the boiled pork they hated.

Now, there's no more water in it, only meat.

A few pieces of quietly raw meat, they are lean and fat, with the fatter side facing upwards.

......

After Fang became a master, the pumpkin was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and in a trance, he would always feel that there were a few pieces of raw meat floating in the air, and their color was as white as Brother Huang's face at that time.