Chapter 12 Please write down

Yesterday, I went to the hospital with glasses, and I went to the hospital to test my eyesight, and I did mydriasis, which is to drop mydriatic fluid, so that the pupils can not be focused for a short time, and I can't see things clearly, so I haven't updated. I heard that some are one or two days, seven or eight days, or a month, but Xingmeng is okay, and it seems to have recovered today, but this eye seems to be too high, and it is uncomfortable to look at the computer......

I feel so tired from my eyes...... Let's make a change today, and then make up for it when you adapt to the new degree.

Speaking of the problem about the book envelope, he said that every time he replied to his email in the book review area, it seemed to be deleted by the background, which was a headache. Can you join the book friend group to talk?

Jilong Qianjin Coffin: 298710700.

…… Body......

Looking at the white and tender arm in front of him, Zhuang Zimo swallowed his saliva uncontrollably, and then looked around nervously, and found that except for Zhuang Ziqin who rolled his eyes at him, the other two did not move, so he relaxed and slowly approached his hand.

The backs of the hands were staggered, Lin Lu put the pen into the space between the backs of the two hands, tacitly and gently clamped it, and began the experiment.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, come quickly...... This hand is so tender, no, come and draw a circle. Zhuang Zimo touched his nose and said silently according to what Zhuang Ziqin said.

After a long while, Zhuang Zimo felt that his hands were extremely sore, and moved slightly.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lu asked in surprise: "Are you a pen fairy?" If yes, put a check or a cross. ”

Zhuangzi twitched his face and said nothing.

But there was no movement for a long time, but the slight tremor of the arm that had been stalemate for too long made a cloud of ink marks on the paper.

"Could it be that the way to invite the pen fairy is wrong?" Xu Zhenghao also saw that there was no effect, and frowned on the side.

So the two of them changed their ways, from staggering the back of their hands to making egg-like nests in their left and right hands, holding each other with a pen in the middle.

Feeling the warmth of Lin Lu's palm, Zhuang Zimo burst into tears - "Zhenghao, you are really my good buddy." ”

Zhuang Ziqin glanced at his brother and snorted softly, Zhuang Zimo suddenly looked at his nose and nose, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Lin Lu didn't think about it so much, looked at the unresponsive pen in front of him and frowned and didn't say anything, thinking about whether there was something wrong with it. However, in view of the fact that the sources were all found on the Internet, the authenticity is unknown, and after testing it with Zhuang Ziqin, there was still no response.

"Don't be discouraged, didn't we have a second plan prepared before?" Touching Lin Lu's hand as he wished, Zhuang Zimo was in a good mood, and seeing Lin Lu's sullen appearance, he couldn't help but propose.

The so-called second plan is also a ghost game, called the "Four Corners Game", which is about to choose four people, in the middle of the night, in a rectangular blank room, turn off all the lights, and then stand in the four corners of the room. One person stands in each corner, facing the corner, not looking back. At the beginning of the game, the person in one corner walks to the other and pats the person in front of him on the shoulder. Then, the person being photographed walks to the other corner in the same way - of course, everyone walks in the same direction, i.e. both clockwise or counterclockwise, and then taps the next person on the shoulder.

Of course, if one person walks into a corner and there is no one, then you have to pause or cough and continue walking down until you tap the next person on the shoulder.

In the end, it will be found that no matter how many laps you take, there will be no bye, that is, there are people in all four corners of the room. So, who will be the extra one?

…… Body......

Friends will find these two chapters uninteresting, after all, they are old-fashioned, and some have even read them a thousand and eight hundred times - of course, it will not be so exaggerated - but it means that it is really a bit of a poor donkey skill recently, after all, there is no manuscript saved, and he died early...... No, it's annoying.

Bear with me...... It's good that this plot is over, it should be......