Horror Studio

　　 At this time, Lin Zheng was in his heart.

He has never felt that Qian Cangyi is so hateful. When Qian Cangyi played Ao Kangcheng and Ding Hao bet, Lin was in the mood that this teacher could understand me, and when Qian Cangyi played When Ao Kangcheng handed the promised mobile phone to Lin Zheng, Lin Zheng had already regarded Ao Kangcheng as the object of confession in his heart.

　　 However, all Ao Kangcheng's previous image collapsed.

　　To Lin Zheng, it is actually nothing. After all, these feelings are all his unilateral feelings.

　　 For him, Qian Cangyi's Ao Kangcheng is just a passerby who can appreciate him. This is what Lin Zheng thought at this time.

　　……

　　 Lin was lying on the ground. Although he knew in his heart that only a few seconds had passed, he felt that it had passed several years.

　　 The three people, including the menu, stood beside Lin Zheng, quietly watching his life gradually pass from his body.

　　 The patience and low self-esteem that had been for a long time burst suddenly in Lin Zheng's heart and turned into nourishment watered on the seed called hatred. Soon, the seed began to germinate, and then quickly grew into a towering tree.

　　 "Why are you doing this to me?" Lin Zheng shouted in his heart, but there was no sound from his throat.

　　 He didn't know whether he could be resurrected after he died.

　　 He never took the initiative to try.

　　 Although he knows that he has the ability to repeat one thing repeatedly until he achieves the highest score, he has never carefully analyzed the limits of his ability.

　　 For example, how many times can this incident be repeated? One hundred times or one hundred thousand times? What is the longest period of this matter? Three days or three months? Even, he didn't even know the lottery numbers...

　　 Although he has this ability, his thinking is still Lin Zheng.

　　 To get the first place directly is also a last resort.

　　 His mentality is still in a state where he wants his secrets to be discovered by others, but he does not want his secrets to be discovered by others.

　　……

　　 On the snow-white wall, no one noticed, the broken wooden door suddenly appeared. It was incompatible with the overall image of the wall, but it seemed to have always existed on this wall.

Reddish-brown rust appeared from the gaps in the wooden door. These rusts continued to crawl outwards like earthworms. At first, the speed was very slow, but in a very short time, they covered the entire wooden door. Then, the speed of the spread of the rust began. The skyrocketing, as if accelerated ten times faster, the entire wall was covered by rust in an instant.

　　 followed by the ground, the adjacent walls, the handrails of the stairs, the entire stairs, the entire teaching building.

　　 All this happened too quickly, and then, the rust began to spread to the entire Xinhai High School. The four people on Qiancang I were also covered with rust, but they seemed to be unable to see the red-brown rust at all.

　　 They were covered in rust, their bodies frozen in place, like a movie with the pause button pressed.

　　 The reddish-brown rust did not stop its steps, but still spread again. It covered the grass and the dripping water drops. The insects flying in the air could not escape the footprint of the rust and stopped in the air.

　　 Soon, Xinhai High School was completely covered with rust. From a distance, it was as if the entire school was originally made of red-brown rust, full of decay, coldness and despair.

　　 But the rust still hasn't stopped its footsteps, and it continues to spread out. This time, it is walking on the roads of Xinhai Town.

　　 Whether it's animals or plants, high-rise buildings or low-rise houses, everything is covered by rust. The entire Xinhai Town has become the existence in the photo, and everything is silent.

　　 Rusty footsteps, still... keep going.

　　 I don’t know how long it has been. To be more precise, there is no time concept anymore.

　　 When the rust finally covered everything it could cover, a bell rang from the wooden door.

The sound of the bell seemed to be coming from the endless abyss, penetrating the wooden door and coming to the world. Then, the sound of the rusty gears turning in the wooden door, click, click, and at the beginning, the sound was intermittent, amidst the sound of the gears turning , Everything covered by rust began to'regress'!

　　 Hawkeye put his hand on the butterfly knife again, and then pulled the butterfly knife out as if to match the sound of gears turning, and Lin Zheng's wound seemed to be non-existent.

　　 With the passage of'time', the sound of gears turning is no longer halting, but very smooth.

　　Similarly, everything covered by rust is ‘reversed’ extremely fast, just like a film movie played backwards, even the sun and moon in the sky are not spared.

　　 Qiancang Yi and Lin Zheng backed up into the taxi, then backed up to the restaurant where they ate, and then... all the way back to the six o'clock in the morning.

　　 The sound of gears also stopped abruptly.

　　 Then, the rust gradually melted like ice and snow, and finally disappeared completely.

　　 Everything started again.

　　……

　　 Lin was lying on the bed, turning around, as if he was having a nightmare. He didn't wake up until nine o'clock in the morning.

　　 "Yesterday?" Lin Zheng rubbed his temple~www.wuxiaspot.com~Am I dead......"

　　 He opened his clothes and found that his stomach had no scars. It was as good as before without any damage. "Since today is a mahjong game." Lin Zheng quickly got up from the bed. He was destined to be late today.

　　 After washing up, Lin Zheng ran to Xinhai High School.

　　 On the way, he met the same people as ‘yesterday’, and these people were doing the same things and making the same choices as ‘yesterday’.

　　 The traffic lights change at the same time, and the trucks on the road honked their horns at the same time.

　　Everything, as long as Lin Zheng does not deliberately change, everything that happened will be the same as yesterday, and apart from Lin Zheng, no one will remember.

　　 Lin is trotting all the way to the agreed place, which is the room where the Mahjong Technology Research Association competition is held.

　　 "I'm sorry...I'm late." Lin Zheng bent over, his hands on his knees, his cheeks were a little red.

　　 "Since the master is here, let's start." Ding Hao turned his head and said to Wang Li.

　　 After Wang Li heard it, he nodded and took out the lottery box. "There are 12 numbers in total. Let's choose."

"The last time I drew the 9th, I remember that the 11th, my opponent, has a card that can be used to start Hu. Because the 10th is close to the door, it becomes the first banker. In this way, the dice There will be no revision of the number of points. I hope that I will be lucky today and be able to win the number 11." Lin Zheng quickly remembered what happened'yesterday'.

　　 He walked up to Wang Li and put his hand into the lottery box.

"It doesn't matter if I didn't draw it, I can do it again, and...I won't die." Lin Zheng leaked a weird smile on his face, he glanced at Qian Cang Yi not far behind him, his eyes hidden. Live the hatred in your heart.