Global University Entrance Examination

On this day, the large screen of the proctor's office has a lot of scrolling information.

Many candidates have survived the early stage, but at the last minute they relaxed their vigilance and unfortunately broke here.

Most of the information was brushed out in the middle of the night, and nobody saw it except the rotating proctor.

922 and 154 are responsible for staying in the middle of the night.

They went downstairs at 4 am, went to the dining table to pick up the hot breakfast, and sat down at a long table by the window.

"early."

Two proctors have sat at the table.

They poured refreshing coffee and stared intently at the screen.

"You just swiped the screen before you came," said one of the proctors, "declared dozens of deaths, and I couldn't eat breakfast."

922 regretfully "ah", holding a bite of the cake just dug, neither is it, nor is it.

154 is calm, spoonful spoonful of oatmeal.

They are not familiar with the two proctors, because they are in charge of different test areas at home and abroad, and they usually do not meet. But the four of them were embarrassed to sit until dawn, so they soon chatted about each other.

"Did you take the test a long time ago?" The invigilator who could not eat breakfast asked 922. He was older, and he didn't realize that 922 was a junior.

"Yes." 922 nodded and said, "I took the exam very early. It was the same as our boss 001."

When it comes to 001, the invigilator makes an "Oh" sound, muttering intricately: "001 ... hey, 001, when the candidate was, the entire invigilator knew such a person. Too mixed, how many rules the system added for him . "

"..."

922 held the cake and looked at him silently.

The invigilator changed his voice again: "But now think about it, it's really awesome."

It is not easy to pick a good 001 from the mouth of these initial proctors.

922 looked at his constipation-like expression, but couldn't help but want to laugh: "Of course, it's awesome, or can you rank 001?"

"He wasn't 001 at the beginning. At that time, the code name was gin. I remember it very clearly—" The invigilator regained his spirit when he talked about the past: "After you have become an invigilator, do you have a supporting candidate card? "

922 did not respond, 154 came up with a card-like card face and laid it on the table, and continued to drink porridge without eating or sleeping.

"Oh, do you say this?" 922 pointed to the card, "I don't need it at all, just in case of a violation, you can swipe it in the rest area and temporarily show the score."

"Yes, that's it," said the invigilator. "It wasn't available in the first place. After being converted into an invigilator, the admission ticket number was invalid."

922 heard for the first time: "Oh?"

"Just because 001 became an invigilator and violated the rules, the system added the invigilator's punishment rules, and then each of us had a temporary examinee card for punishment."

922: "This is actually the case? I have seen the oldest card, and the last number was missed by a letter, which is gi."

"Really?" The proctor said: "The first cards were made by a himself. He is very careful and generally not likely to commit--"

He wanted to say that a wouldn't make mistakes in this kind of thing, but think that the other party is 001, then it may not be necessary.

Is this intentional provocation?

It must be.

He thinks back to the original situation, and then thinks of the current a and 001, and feels that his brain is really terrible.

He returned to his mind a moment later, and said to 922, "Then you should be very good, then the test takers were carefully selected."

922 quickly waved his hand and said, "Blow it and blow it, several teammates I met at the time were very strong, but luck was bad, and the last one that passed was 001. I ca n’t do it anyway, but luck is ok Stay until now. "

"You two are not candidates for the first period?" The invigilator lifted his chin at 154. "I think you have a good relationship. I thought it was a companion all the way."

154 swallowed the food and said, "No, I'm later than him."

922 nodded and said, "Yes, he was a candidate later than me, and he was earlier than me when I was invigilated. After I passed the exam, I was very hurt and I spent a lot of time in the rest area.

During the conversation, the big screen clanged, and the death announcement message came again.

A few people stopped talking, and they were silent.

This time the information was crazy, the screen scrolled for two minutes without stopping,

The sound of Ding 咚 's cue has become a movie, and each time it sounds, it means that a living life is quiet.

No matter how many times this kind of thing is seen, few people can remain indifferent.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred candidates passed, and the other three invigilators did not look good.

922 completely put aside the cake spoon, with the exception of 154.

He glanced at the screen, looked down for a moment, and continued to drink porridge.

The two invigilators looked wrong at 154.

Obviously, they treat 154 as a cold-blooded person.

Many strangers will have this first impression of 154-the face of the coffin, the stereotype, always the official look. Before 922, I could not see my friend being misunderstood. I would always find an opportunity to explain for 154.

He often said, "If you've seen the 154 cell, you wouldn't think so."

Everyone in the confinement room sees scenes related to themselves. 154's confinement room has nothing to do with himself.

His confined room will repeatedly play back the appearance of various candidates dying in the examination room.

Familiar, unfamiliar, talked, unspeaked ... are all candidates he has encountered.

Other invigilators sighed, regretted, and slowly forgot. Although he never mentioned it, he remembered it all.

A long time ago, 922 ridiculed 154, saying that he was so afraid of the confinement room as an invigilator.

He hasn't made such jokes ever since seeing it once.

...

The death announcement sounded all night, like the last carnival.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the gloomy clouds spread out, the sun appeared over the examination room, and the breeze wind passed in the early morning.

Countless candidates woke up from their sleep and found that the small building was empty except for themselves.

The sound of the system sounded in each small building:

[A cousin learns that Shirley's parents are in an accident, and Brandon Town always has a strange phenomenon. It is not appropriate to leave children here. Cousin arrived in the small building early in the morning and picked up the poor brothers and sisters ...]

Poor candidates cocked their middle fingers on the street radio.

The system paused, and for the sake of accuracy, it reluctantly added a sentence:

[Exceptions for individual test rooms. 】

Also individually ...

All candidates know that the individual examination room number is 197.

[Brothers and sisters Shirley left a lovely note before leaving, and presented the small building to their guests for a temporary stay. It should be your holiday gift in advance. 】

[At this point, the first phase of single player combat has officially ended, with 1,427 candidates remaining in the joint examination room. 】

[Congratulations to these 1427 candidates. You have shown your due intellect and courage, and successfully passed this stage. 】

[From now on, you have 4 hours of rest time, you can sleep, dine, organize personal items, etc. Please be at your disposal and enjoy yourself. 】

[After 4 hours at 12 noon, the second phase of the exam will officially begin. 】

When it said this, the eight old churros who were punished in the proctor's area did not hear a word.

Affected by the cell, most of them did not get up.

In this group of people, wandering is actually awake early.

When he opened his eyes, Qin Chen's arms were crossing him to get something.

"Wake you up?" Qin Chen asked.

Youmu Mu waited for a while, and then said, "No, I just woke up. What time is it?"

Qin Chen grabbed his cell phone and said, "It's about to be watched at 8:30. Would you like to sleep again?"

As soon as the words came down, Youyu closed her eyes.

Qin Chen looked down at him: "Do you really want to sleep?"

The puzzler breathed smoothly, and after a moment said in a mute voice, "No, keep your eyes closed."

Qin Chen laughed muffled.

Confused "um", like sleeping to death.

After a long time, he moved his lips and said, "When is the second stage generally?"

"There is usually a break, noon or afternoon." Qin Chen said.

"I went to the examination room and talked to the old man." Youhui said.

Qin Chen looked at his cell phone and suddenly remembered something.

He dialed the confusing earlobe: "Big examiner."

Youcha closed her eyes and "snapped", as if dissatisfied, but did not mean to avoid it: "say."

"I was thinking ... have I seen you before?" Qin Chen said.

Bewildered: "... What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Not in the system, I mean when I was a kid." Qin Chen thought for a moment and said, "How old are you in the confinement room? Twelve or three?"

"Twelve," said confusion.

"Probably the angle problem, I feel a little familiar when I see it, maybe I have seen it before?" Qin Chen said, "Do you have any other photos? As a kid."

Bewildered: "..."

Seeing that he was not moving, Qin Chen started playing with his earrings again.

Seeing that the neck was getting redder on that side, Wanderer finally stretched out an arm, and didn't open his eyes on the bedside table.

He plugged his cell phone to Qin Chen and said, "There should be one, I don't know which photo I took with Yu Wen 100 years ago, you can find it."

When Qin Chen got it, the fingerprint lock had been unlocked.

The entire phone was open in front of him without reservation.

However, the content of the mobile phone is very clean, simple and clear at a glance, and even the contents of the album are very few.

Qin Chen found the photo of "I don't know which one hundred years ago" at a glance.

Yu Wen in the photo is very small, so small that he may not walk yet, and it can only stay upright by the people behind him.

He was supported by a boy with dark hair, thin physique, and handsome eyes.

Qin Chen froze when he saw him.

You can feel his strangeness without opening your eyes.

"What's wrong?" He finally opened his eyes and turned to see Qin Chen frowning.

"This is you?"

Qin Chen enlarged the boy's face to confirm the confusion.

"Otherwise? Have you seen others look like this?" Youcha said rudely.

Qin Chen was silent for a moment and said, "I have really seen it."

Bewildered: "?"

After this sentence, he really did not get sleepy.

"What do you mean?"

"Two or three years ago, I saw a picture of him when he was a kid. This is what he showed me with the same rhetoric. He said it was a photo with relatives and children a long time ago."

"Who?" Yougu stared at Qin Chen.

Qin Chen said: "... 154."

Bewildered.

At that moment, he almost doubted that he was mistaken, and accidentally took photos of others.

But this idea is obviously ridiculous. Just by hearing the father and son can prove the ownership of this photo.

Moreover, although the photo is almost 20 years away from now, he is still six points similar to the boy in the photo.

The person in the photo is him, no doubt about it.

What about 154?

For what reason does he use the childhood photos of others as his own?

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