He came out of Wang Zhen's residence, went to the Internet café, and submitted dozens of resumes, but this day was Sunday, so naturally he did not receive any interview notice.

And his bad luck seems to have started to work again, and he made more than a dozen part-time phone calls to inquire, again to no avail.

At noon, he bought two steamed buns, ate one, and saved the other for the evening.

The snow fell heavily for a day and did not stop until the evening. The weather seemed to be getting colder, and he had to continue exercising at night to ward off the cold.

The effect was the same as last night, the warmth of the exercise lasted only for a while, and soon after, the heat dissipated, and he was still asleep, and in the haze, he woke up from the cold.

After doing this a few times, I suddenly remembered what Wang Zhen said when he mocked himself during the day: Your ability to resist frost, I'm afraid you are really going to become an immortal.

He was bitter in his heart, and couldn't help but think: If it is a god, the cold and heat will not invade, naturally there is no need to be afraid of the cold, but I can't do it.

I wanted to cry out loud, but I couldn't. Then I thought: if you keep tossing like this, you can't sleep at night, even if you find a job, you don't have the energy during the day, and you can't do a good job, so you need to solve this problem as soon as possible.

He was thinking wildly, and suddenly remembered the thought he had last night, if he could maintain the state of exercise when he was quiet, and his body continued to produce heat, he could resist the cold.

In desperation, he seized on the thought, and could not help but think deeply: this idea is naturally good, but how can he do it, and what is the difference between quiet time and exercise?

After the next exercise, he carefully realized the feeling, and found that after strenuous exercise, compared with the quiet state, in addition to exhaustion, it is shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat.

Combined with the knowledge he learned when he was in school, he knew that the reason for the rapid heartbeat was due to the accelerated blood circulation.

Due to the acceleration of blood circulation, the energy in your body continues to be consumed, and a large amount of heat is constantly generated, so you don't feel cold.

In quiet times, blood circulation slows down, energy consumption decreases, and heat production decreases, so you naturally feel cold.

He pondered in his heart: "If you think of a way to consume the energy in your body as if you were exercising when you are quiet, wouldn't you be able to avoid being afraid of the cold?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a burst of excitement in his heart, how could he do it?

As a result of exercise, a large amount of energy is consumed and blood circulation is accelerated, which must bring about increased breathing and increased heartbeat. Therefore, there must be a certain connection between these three.

The heartbeat is uncontrollable, but the breathing is different.

In this case, since there is a certain connection between these three, can you control your heartbeat and blood circulation by controlling your breathing and using special breathing methods?

When he began to exercise, he deliberately looked for the connection between the three, and mischievously gave himself a name for this theory, which was called Breathing Quietly.

It means to control one's blood circulation through a special breathing method. So that your body, in a quiet state, can produce the effect of exercise, so as to resist the cold.

But this seems to be just his whim, and this method, although it sounds very reasonable in theory, is not at all like that in practice, and it has been tossed all night without any results.

The next day, he continued to submit his resume and make phone calls, hoping to find a job or a part-time job to earn some money to tide over this difficulty. Fate seemed to be playing a joke on him, and the resumes he sent and the phone calls he made did not bring him a trace of good news.

He didn't go back all day, and kept walking outside, hoping to find a job from the job postings posted everywhere.

In the afternoon, when he passed by the nearby library, he saw a large poster at the door of the library, and couldn't help but make a 'huh' sound, stop and look at it intently.

The poster said that two days later, an expert in hypnotism was going to give a lecture, and it was free and anyone could go in.

"Hypnosis, an interesting lecture, should I listen to it?" At this time, he couldn't help but associate everything with solving his problem of being cold at night, "If you hypnotize me, in a quiet situation, make me feel that I am exercising, will it really produce the results of exercise?"

"If I get a job and earn money, my life will be better, I will buy a few clothes, a mattress, a quilt, and I will naturally not have to worry about breathing. But if I can't find a job, will I just freeze to death?"

At that moment, he decided that if he couldn't find a job on that day, he would listen to this lecture, although he didn't know what the expert would say, and hypnotism was not so easy to learn, but his theory might help him resist the cold at night.

In the evening, when he was exercising, he remembered the lecture again and began to think about something related to hypnosis.

If hypnosis can make people feel wrong, then this feeling is just as effective as hallucinogens.

Most of the high-grade hallucinogenic drugs are drugs, so naturally you don't have to think about it. But alcohol can also anesthetize people, if you buy some alcohol to drink, after getting drunk, can you imagine the situation during exercise in a quiet state, so as to achieve the result of exercise?

Nearby supermarkets all sell low-quality liquor, which has a high degree but a very cheap price. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to try it, buy a bottle of liquor, and feel the dreamlike feeling after being paralyzed in advance.

At that moment, he went out of the house, spent three yuan, bought a bottle of inferior liquor from the nearest supermarket, opened the bottle, smelled it, and the strong smell of the inferior liquor rushed into his stomach, making him almost nauseous.

He endured it, held his breath, handed the bottle to his mouth, took a small sip, and his mouth immediately seemed to have an extra fire, swallowing it with discomfort, and his whole stomach seemed to burn.

The taste was really uncomfortable, he frowned, wanting not to drink, remembering the cold of the night, but he was unwilling to give up after all. Finally, he sighed and took a deep breath, then handed the bottle to his mouth, poured it violently, and did not dare to taste it, so he swallowed it.

At this moment, his stomach immediately opened like a pot, as if a stick kept stirring in his stomach, turning over the river and the sea, making him unspeakably uncomfortable, and after several minutes, he drank a large glass of water, and then pressed down.

I was in a hurry, I was not easy to get drunk, I felt a little dizzy, and my brain was still sober. After taking another big sip, after a few minutes, he was so overwhelmed by the wine that his sense of taste failed, and he could not taste the wine, so he divided it several times and drank the whole bottle of wine.

He felt uncomfortable in his stomach, his face was hot, and then he was drunk and couldn't help vomiting, but he only ate two steamed buns that day, and he had already digested them, and only vomited some sour water.

He was wooden, lying on the bed, not forgetting his purpose, thinking that he was exercising, trying to take advantage of the drunkenness to create an illusion in his heart, so as to achieve the result of not being afraid of the cold when exercising.

I felt hot all over my body, and my heart was happy, thinking that my imagination was valid. Tired, sleepiness gradually came up, and soon after, he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, he gradually lost his drunkenness, and woke up from the cold, his mouth was dry at this time, and his throat felt as if he had been exposed to the sun, and he wanted to sit up and pour some water to drink, but he moved a little, but found that his hands and feet were numb from the cold, and he couldn't move for a while.

He was shocked in his heart, and only said: After I was drunk, I imagined that I was exercising, and I obviously felt that my body was hot, why was it still frozen like this?

Soon he realized that he felt a fever in his body, but after getting drunk, his nerves were paralyzed, and he had a wrong feeling. In fact, the body is not hot, and when the smell of alcohol is gone, the body is even colder, but I can't feel it.

It seems that this method is not feasible, and if you think about it, you can see that the theory of quiet breathing is so easy to achieve? If it is really so easy, the vast majority of people who love to drink do not need to be afraid of the cold.

He sighed helplessly, rubbed his hands and feet, and then slowly got up, drank a glass of water, and wiped his frozen hands and feet with a towel dipped in hot water.

Before he could regain sensation in his hands and feet, his body became cold again. He was shivering from the cold, his teeth chattered, his chest was suffocated, and he had difficulty breathing, so he had to exercise again to keep warm.

However, I haven't eaten much in the past two days, my stomach is hungry, and I have no strength in my body. In addition, he was still drunk, tired and dying, and he just wanted to lie down and sleep.

He held on and secretly warned himself: if he fell asleep like this, he might freeze to death. In any case, let's get some exercise first.

Perhaps it was his firm will that worked, and then a burst of strength came out of nowhere, and after gritting his teeth and exercising for a while, his forehead was sweaty, and his breathing became smoother, and then he lay down.

In the haze, he woke up from the cold again, exercised again, his body was hot, and lay down again. At the same time, he felt the difference between his body, breathing and quieting down after exercising, and looked for the law.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt that my throat was dry, and even drinking two glasses of water was to no avail. When I went out to look for a job, I was blown by the wind and couldn't help but sneeze and caught a cold.

He had an itchy throat and couldn't stop coughing, and when he passed by the pharmacy, he glanced inward, but comforted himself: a small cold is not a serious illness, no need to take medicine, and it will be fine for a few days.

In fact, I know in my heart that I don't have much money left, and I really can't afford to take medicine.

I made more than a dozen phone calls and submitted dozens of resumes, but I still didn't receive a response, and the job was still unsettled.

I bought two steamed buns and took them home, remembering the lesson of last night, I couldn't exercise when I was hungry, and I didn't want to eat at noon, one was left for the afternoon, and the other was left for the night.

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