Sometimes the third child really doesn't understand Li Zheng.
He has never seen such a delicate and turtle-haired man, even in the gaps, he is dressed as if he is filming a fashion blockbuster. I have to wash my hair even though I'm injured all over. I'm really pretending, but I still like to knit. No man who loves to show off would know how to knit, but he did it so leisurely and contentedly.
There is something wrong with him.
This was the third child's first impression of him. I remember when I first saw him in the strange cabin, he was sitting in the living room surrounded by dolls, elegantly knitting yarn over the fire.
At that moment, the third child thought he was the owner of the house.
Later, the third child became familiar with him and gradually recognized the fact that he was a human being. But there are differences between people. Li Zheng is not a human most of the time. He is more NPC than NPC.
The third child has always thought that Li Zheng would be struck by how handsome he is every day when he looks in the mirror. Who can a person like him like? But suddenly he fell in love.
At this moment, Li Zheng was sitting by the window of the watch shop, holding a quill pen and writing beautiful cursive calligraphy on a brown cowhide notebook. The time outside the window is chaotic, and this small watch shop is the only rock in this chaotic river of time.
This gap is called "chaotic timing".
The clock shop repairs watches and also sells some second-hand small items, dried flowers and coffee.
The only NPC was a mechanical puppet wearing a gentleman's hat on his head. He brought them hand-ground coffee and some flower petals. You can stick it on your wallet for decoration.
The third child was not interested in any of this. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair and looked out the window at the time scattered on the ground. Time is passing, as if it has been torn apart by the storm, some are hanging on the trees, and some are flowing in the cracks of the bricks. Some are clear beating figures, and some are flowing halos.
The scenery of the four seasons changes during these times, with the summer sun and autumn dusk coming together, and Li Zheng's pen tip is at the intersection of these two haloes, constantly sketching out words.
The old man looked over boredly and saw that he was writing:
NorshallDeathbragthouwanderestinhisshade,
Whenineternallinestotimethougrowest:
Perhaps because these two sentences were so familiar, Lao San muttered the following verses, "Solongasmencanbreathe, oreyescansee, Solonglivesthis, andthisgiveslifetothee..."
Standard accent and standard pronunciation. If you don’t look at his weathered face with light green stubble and the wrinkled suit on his body, people might mistakenly think that the person sitting opposite is a well-dressed anchor. The sound that has accumulated over time is like pure wine.
Li Zheng did not raise his head, and in this muttering voice, he finished writing the last two sentences.
When he looked up again, the anchor had disappeared, and the person sitting opposite was just the homeless third child who was not sitting up. He resumed his usual tone and joked: "Can I compare you to summer? You are not only cuter than it... you will live forever in immortal poetry? Tsk tsk, are you writing a love poem to him?"
So sour, Li
boss.
Li Zheng was calm and composed,
Pick up a petal and put it into the book page,
Then slowly close the account. The moment it was closed, the flower that was sandwiched in the pages of the book bloomed in the dust outside the window.
Poems are carved into the river of time, like a letter or an invitation, falling to an unknown distance.
"He may not receive your letter." Lao San said again.
"It's best if you don't receive it." Li Zheng replied.
Yes, Lao San thought.
After all, this is just a life-or-death escape route.
Li Zheng paved the way for Yan Yueming so early. Is he really in love? If you don't love it, how can you think so thoughtfully and write such a poem?
Being honest like me, I thought you were really just here to find Pengtuo Train.
"Now that I've finished writing the letter, when will we leave? The time outside is so chaotic. If you stay too long and don't find a good time to go out, then...the day lilies will be cold by the time you go out." asked the third child.
"There's no rush." Li Zheng took a sip of coffee.
Time is frozen in a clock shop, so no matter how much time passes, the temperature of the coffee will not change. He looked at the clocks scattered on the wall and suddenly asked: "Which one do you think will be related to Hu Di?"
The third child: "I don't think there is even a piece. Hu Di is so big, and it's just wishful thinking for you to think about moving it."
Li Zheng: "That's not necessarily the case."
The third child heard what he said lightly and subconsciously wanted to refute, but when his eyes fell on Li Zheng's face, he couldn't refute. There is a kind of person in this world who is good at turning decay into magic.
The two of them immediately walked around the clock shop, looking from the mechanical clock on the wall to the clock, from the hourglass to the huge timing device that occupied the entire darkroom, but they couldn't find any clues.
The third child stood in front of the huge timing device and sighed for a moment at the insignificance of human beings. Then he turned his head and found that Li Zheng was tinkering with the watch in front of the counter again. The fingers seemed to have magic power. I don’t know how he did it, but the dial was taken apart.
"You're really not in a hurry." The third child folded his arms and leaned against the door frame.
Li Zheng sat on the swivel chair in front of the counter, turned slightly and asked, "Do you know a saying?"
The third child: "What?"
Li Zheng: "The emperor is not in a hurry."
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The third child twisted his mouth angrily.
Didn't I just say a few words to you, and how can I hold a grudge against you until now?
"Let me make it clear first, if you don't catch up with the time to go out, it's none of my business if your little boy waits for a husband." The third child decided to hang up the lantern high and no longer care about other people's love.
"Oh. He won't wait for others." Li Zheng looked at Lao San again with a faint smile on his face, "Do you understand?"
The third child: I don’t understand, thank you.
This damn man.
Why didn't the Prime Minister strike him to death with a thunderbolt?
Li Zheng dusted off the non-existent dust on the dial, moved slowly, and spoke slowly and leisurely, "I think this year's candidates are all mediocre."
The third child: "Oh."
When he first noticed something was wrong between Li Zheng and Yan Yueming, he wanted to ask how Li Zheng fell in love with Yan Yueming. But now he wanted to ask how Yan Yueming fell in love with Li Zheng.
Is the optical shop in Shangfangcheng bought by Li Zheng? There is something wrong with the lenses they gave Yan Yueming.
question.
On the other side, time flew by in the blink of an eye. At 3:30 in the afternoon, Yan Yueming and his three teammates walked out of the design department on the 9th floor.
Just like the design departments of large companies they see in movies and TV series, the decoration style of this department is very fashionable and avant-garde. Every troublesome work station is connected, and a relatively private space is separated by ingenious design. Displays can be seen everywhere, showing the design drawings of many beverage bottles, as well as constantly scrolling conversations and revision opinions. wait.
The information was so complicated and messy that Yan Yueming wasted a lot of time sifting through it, but in the end he found nothing.
Halfway through, they got a piece of information from other candidates: they couldn't go out through the gate.
To be more precise, if you really want to go out, you can still go out, and the security guard at the door will not stop you. But once you go out, you can't get in. The security guards block your way and don't allow you to enter.
The candidate No. 22 who took the lead is still wandering on the street outside.
Breaking in by force may be the way to go. The candidates present compared their own fighting abilities with those of Trouble and felt that they could beat him. But what are the consequences if a physical conflict occurs? No one dares to bet.
He didn't dare to gamble on the 22nd, so he decided to explore outside now to see if there was any other way in. Many candidates in the building poked their heads out of the windows to look at him and gave him advice.
There were things like climbing through windows, finding underground garages, and encouraging him to go check out the gray building opposite.
Yan Yueming watched at the window but did not participate.
With the lesson learned from No. 22, even if he suspected that the staff dormitory was in the gray building opposite, he didn't dare to go and explore it easily for a while. So after leaving the design department, he decided to go to the president's office.
While waiting for the elevator.
Gu Fei lowered his voice mysteriously and asked, "Do you still remember No. 2 and No. 3?"
Li Ran remembered it best. Those two were ranked ahead of him, "Zhang Jiaoyue and Ying Jie? They haven't appeared until now. It's strange."
The day was about to pass. As the absolute seed players, No. 2 and No. 3 never appeared again after entering the examination room. How could anyone not care?
You must know that they have explored almost the entire company, except for the president's office on the 11th floor.
Yan Yueming: "About 8:45, Shen Yinchuan and I were on the 7th floor. At that time, the elevator on the west side stopped. It showed that the elevator stopped at the 11th floor. Later, it was about 10 o'clock. At around 10:15, when we went to the 5th floor, we found that the elevator was working again."
When they went to the 5th floor, they met Li Ran, who was working as a DJ. Li Ran said: "It will be restored even earlier, probably around 9:30. My teammates and I discovered that the elevator was working. That’s why I put my cell phone among the green plants at the entrance of the elevator, planning to run away from that elevator if there was any movement.”
8:45-9:45, exactly an hour.
Is it routine maintenance of the elevator?
No. Yan Yueming still prefers that someone went to the president's office on the 11th floor. What happened there? The elevator was stuck. But what exactly happened in that hour?
"Ding." When the elevator arrived, Yan Yueming looked at the slowly opening elevator door and said, "Do you, do you feel like something is wrong..."
Shen Yinchuan: "Where?"
Yan Yueming had some intuition, but not much, and carefully recalled everything that happened during the day. Faces of candidates flashed in front of him. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Have the other candidates who went to the 11th floor come back?"
He opened his big eyes and looked at his teammates without blinking, his eyes full of doubts that needed to be answered. When Gu Fei and others saw him like that, their hearts suddenly trembled.
Yes, although it is rare for candidates to go straight to the CEO's office after they come up, there are always a few talented people who are bold, right? If No. 2 and No. 3 disappeared after going to the president's office, what about the others?
At the end of the day, they really hadn't heard any information from the President's Office.
This is kind of bad.
The four of them looked at the elevator.
If you stretch out your head, it's a knife, if you shrink your head, it's also a knife. For a master of suicide like Li Ran, of course he had to face the difficulties. He walked into the elevator first and then looked back at the others, "Are you coming?"
"Come."!
