Ten o'clock in the evening.

After washing his face in the bathroom, Zhu Zhengwei looked at himself in the mirror. He looked haggard, thin, and sparse in his hair. He was a typical mental outlook for netizens who stayed up late to practice immortality all year round.

After adjusting his spirits, he walked back to the dormitory. His roommate Wang Jun sat in front of the computer and was still using the software to brush the "initial number" to move bricks.

This is a popular card game for cultivating immortals recently. Many players in this game choose to buy "initial number" to get the best start. They are now working in this industry to make extra money. A better initial number costs 20 yuan per.

"How is the situation?" Zhu Zheng asked softly.

"good."

Wang Jun is a tall and thin young man, cursing, "But I guess I won't make a few days, and the regular large studio has already entered."

"If you two, this is also a hard work... You two are not as good as me working part-time tutoring outside." Li Xiang, a roommate sitting in the upper bunk next to him, scratched his head and was working on a computer on the bed to study Bitcoin, intending to make a fortune.

"Where is not working and moving bricks?" Wang Jun curled his lips.

"There is no way. We will be the life of a social animal in the future. We basically work and work to get the boss to drive a Mercedes-Benz." Zhu Zheng smiled, "I'll go downstairs to the cafeteria and bring some midnight snacks back."

Zhu Zhengwei walked out of the door and looked at the night sky.

He was a senior high school student last year and is currently in his freshman year and is studying computer applications at Shancheng University.

It is clearly a local university, and the two animals in the dormitory are more and more rolled, trying every means to work, tutor, play blockchain, and move bricks.

There are four people living in the dormitory, and only three people are permanently resident. The last roommate is a rich second generation, who has not seen anyone for many years. He rents a house outside and takes his female classmates to live together. He occasionally comes back a few times.

It was raining heavily outside the dormitory window, and Wang Jun, who was still brushing his numbers, lit a cigarette.

"Oh, moving bricks and moving bricks are all destined by heaven. Face, family birth, talent and talent determine our starting point... Damn, I heard from my senior recently that the intra-brush of our industry is getting more and more intense."

Li Xiang smiled and said, "Cross, I will roll it to death! If our lives can be like your game, like pinching a doll, selecting a family of birth, choosing martial arts talents, choosing talent, pinching hairstyles, pinching figures, and being born again..."

"Tsk! Reality is not a game, how can we decide our birth? We are not sick yet. Zhu Zhengwei, born with hemophilia, isn't it... "

"Shh! Don't gossip, you haven't gone far yet."

Just as the voices of the two people gradually became smaller, Zhu Zhengwei walked down the corridor.

I have long accepted the life of porcelain dolls, and my hemophilia is a genetic disease.

Fortunately, it is mild, and regular medication will not affect your life. As long as you are careful not to bleeding, there will be no big problems without bumping.

To some extent, I am lucky.

He met too many severe patients in the patient group, and even many people whose femoral heads were necrotic and could not stand up.

Crash.

The night rain is a little cold.

Zhu Zhengwei held an umbrella and walked out of the dormitory. After walking for a while, he came to the cafeteria.

Since it was not time to start dinner, he couldn't help but sit on the chair tiredly and watch the students in groups of three or three walk into the cafeteria with umbrellas.

He has been busy moving bricks recently, which makes him mentally tired. In order to raise tuition and make plans for his future, he feels like a big rock that makes him feel breathless.

Soon, endless sleepiness and fatigue were like the vast ocean in the deep sea, causing him to fall into a half-sleep state.

Boom!

A thunder suddenly broke out in the sky outside the cafeteria.

Zhu Zhengwei woke up violently, and was so scared that he was shocked, and a mysterious vortex mark flashed in his eyes.

He woke up half-dream and half-awake, which made his head tremble, as if something hidden in life had been pried open, and he felt that the whole world suddenly became clearer and more sensitive.

Zhu Zheng rubbed his eyes slightly.

He strangely found a sleepy little bubble that kept swaying in the distance, a fat classmate snoring on the chair in the distance, and a picture was reflected in the bubble.

"Why is there a bubble on your head?"

He lit the bubbles on the head of the fat classmate who was asleep.

I immediately entered a hazy world of consciousness and instantly saw the fat man exercising and running in sweat.

“Loss weight, lose weight, lose weight…”

“One, two, one,”

“One, two, one…”

The fat classmate was trembling all over his body. While wiping the sweat on his face with the towel on his shoulders, he ran on the endless road panting.

And when I walked in, it caused the fat man to be confused.

The fat man was confused and seemed to have no wisdom in thinking, "Oh? Oh? Who are you? Are you here to lose weight with me? Then let's run together!"

Zhu Zhengwei was a little surprised and quickly withdrew from the bubble and looked at the fat man who was still sleeping in the cafeteria seat.

"I just entered his dream?"

"I think about it every day and dream about it at night. Is this fat man losing weight in his dream?"

Zhu Zhengwei's heart was beating and quietly glanced around.

He found that he could only see a small bubble on his head of a sleeping fat man, and there were no bubbles on his head of other students queuing up.

“Only when you fall asleep…”

"Inception...Inception??"

He breathed rapidly and suddenly remembered a very famous movie, suppressing his wild heartbeat.

"Don't jump to the line."

"Auntie, I want some fried rice with eggs!"

"It's raining today. The school doesn't have a dormitory air conditioner. It's cool tonight, so it's definitely a good time to sleep."

...

The sound of the canteen came, and the students were lined up with food bowls.

Zhu Zhengwei also stood up and started queuing, but his hands trembled involuntarily, and slowly opened the bubbles on the fat man's head who was still sleeping in the distance.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The fat man was still running out of breath, running on the endless hazy playground.

Zhu Zhengwei entered the bubble world, tried to keep up with his running, and chatted side by side.

"Oh, brother, are you here again?" the fat man said in surprise.

"Hey, this handsome guy, I'm here to exercise too. Are you here to lose weight?" Zhu Zhengwei was so angry that he was so angry.

This dream is really real!

running,

Tired,

I actually had such poor physical strength in my dream, and I could not escape this fat man with a stingy body?

While the two of them were running, Zhu Zhengwei tapped the fat classmate indirectly, wanting to understand the weirdness of this dream.

The fat man started chatting without any warning.

"There are too few girls in our professional career, but Xiaoyun is worthy of being the goddess of our department. She still likes me and says that although she likes my inner self, my appearance is too fatter."

"But I don't have much time to lose weight. I have been working part-time every day recently. Goddess Xiaoyun is about to celebrate her birthday. She said she likes a 7,000-yuan women's watch. I have to save money to give her a surprise. I usually run for a while when I have time."

"Life is too tiring, too tiring, too tiring, I have to prepare for the graduate exam in advance."

“I ate too much today.”

"I worked part-time yesterday. The restaurant owner called me ugly and stupid, a stinky rural person. I couldn't change my time in college, and I couldn't even hold a plate."

“But I believe I have a bright future.”

Zhu Zhengwei ran along the way and chatted, listening to the fat senior talking about various recent life worries,

He found that the fat man's consciousness was vague.

Even the dialogue was illogical, like a half-sleeping person, who was talking unconsciously sleeping words, and the scenes around him were constantly changing.

Soon, Zhu Zhengwei had to withdraw from his dream without a few words.

Because he was too tired, he couldn't escape the fat young man and was left behind directly.

Crash.

Zhu Zhengwei withdrew from the dream again the next second, and a strong feeling of fatigue and sore muscles all over his body surged.

Opening his eyes, a female classmate next to him looked at him with a worried look on her face and touched Zhu Zhengwei's forehead, "You finally woke up. Why are you dizzy and sweating all over your body? It's like running for 800 meters long distances, I almost call someone!!"

Zhu Zhengwei was stunned and looked at his body.

I was obviously running with me in my dream, but I was sweating profusely, my back was wet, my heart was beating wildly, and my body seemed to have really run 800 meters to sprint?

"Is the dream a feedback to the body?"

At this moment, he was no longer tired or casual. His mouth was dry and his body was a little icy. "I ran in his dream, but I was the reality?"
To be continued...