When Dong came here it was eight o'clock in the morning. After leaving the school hospital, he noticed that it was already half past eleven.

He chatted with Dr. Wang for more than three hours!

Is this a serious problem for me? Or is there no patients on New Year’s Day, so Dr. Wang can chat with me by himself?

He shook his head and didn't think about this problem. Since the doctor said he was not sick, he wouldn't feel sick.

Whoever is fine will find a disease for himself?

He scanned the code on the parking frame next to him to get a bicycle, and then he rode back to the dormitory. The area of ​​the School of Fine Arts of Shenhu University is quite large, and it takes a lot of time to walk back to No. 11.

Of course, it is impossible to say that you don’t think about the previous problem, but it’s different from the mood when you came.

Dr. Wang is right, there are some problems in people, that is, serious problems.

The same is true for mental aspects. It is not that scary and the pressure of life is so great that everyone has some psychological problems.

As long as people are alive, they cannot get rid of this situation. It depends on whether you will guide, relieve and treat problems.

I rode my bicycle to the dormitory for a while. The row of thirty-story dormitory buildings were not conspicuous, even if the large number of photovoltaic glass windows made them look shiny in the sun.

Because they are not very tall, there are some that are even higher than them, and the whole building is decorated with photovoltaic glass.

Now the Shanghai Stock Exchange has more than 30 million permanent residents. If you have a holiday, the whole city will go to 40 to 50 million people, and more and more people are going to college. However, the place is still the same place. It cannot accommodate so many people without building some high accommodation buildings.

I took the elevator to the 18th floor, and the corridor was empty because the students either went home or went out to play.

When he opened the dormitory door of 1806, Dong Qingchen saw Ma Buqun playing games in front of the computer, "Where is the laser? Have you gone out?"

"Yes, I'm going shopping with my girlfriend." Ma Buqun said without looking back.

"Why haven't you gone out to have fun together?" Dong Qingchen sat in his seat and asked.

"I'm going on a date with a couple, so what's the matter with me?" Ma Buqun's men kept pressing the keyboard and playing games. "And there were so many people out, so I was still comfortable in the dormitory. How could I have fun when shopping?"

As a result, he finished saying this by himself, and then scolded while slapped the keyboard, "It's not, the game is not fun, they are all grandsons who are a group of skilled food!"

Depressed, he quit the game and stopped playing. Ma Buqun turned his head to see Dong Qingchen sitting there blankly, his eyes were a little wrong, so he moved the chair over and asked, "What's going on in the morning? I went to the school hospital early in the morning and I'm just back now. Isn't it really wrong, right?"

"Oh, it's okay," Dong Qingchen reacted and looked at Ma Buqun, "The doctor said I was just under too much pressure. Let me relax, pay more attention to rest, and do some happy things."

When he heard Dong Qingchen say this, Ma Buqun clapping his hands, "Look, I'll just say, you're under a lot of pressure, and it's useless to go to the doctor!"

"It's okay, it's not in vain," Dong Qingchen sighed leaning against his seat, "The doctor chatted with me and enlightened me, and did not do any machine inspections, but I was really much better in my heart, and the professional ones were different."

"That's not bad, just be better," Ma Buqun looked at the time and patted Dong Qingchen on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, don't stay in the dormitory. It's noon. I'll invite you to the cafeteria. Order whatever you want for 20 yuan."

"Okay, it's rare to see the "Gentleman Sword" so generous, so I can barely have a meal."

"Get out of here, don't call me "Gentleman Sword" anymore. I've checked the information. This is not a praising word!"

"Haha, you really checked it. It's all eighty years ago..."

With Ma Buqun interrupting next to him, Dong Qingchen temporarily put down his worries and went out for dinner with him.

Although it was on holiday, the school’s canteen was still running. However, according to the data provided by the school, only a few limited service windows were opened, most of which were eaten and cooked, so there was no waste.

After the meal, the two of them honestly returned to the dormitory and had no plans to go anywhere, because they had read the news while they were having dinner. There were traffic jams everywhere in the Shenzhou Stock Exchange, or "clogging people".

Due to the vigorous development of public transportation, the Shanghai Stock Exchange is basically no longer traffic jams. However, during holidays, many people will flock to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, which will cause traffic jams.

Although the population of China is not the world's largest, and it is not as large as that of the Ganges next door, it has a population of 1.65 billion, but it is still 1.5 billion. When it comes to holidays, the flow of people in the prosperous areas will definitely increase sharply.

In this case, the two naturally chose to stay in the dormitory, and there was a cold current with magic damage outside, so it would be great to blow warm air conditioning in the dormitory.

When he returned to the dormitory, Dong Qingchen planned to continue making his anime work, but when he thought of Dr. Wang's words, he gave up.

Sitting in his seat and listening to Ma Buqun's vulgar words about playing games, he searched for funny videos online. If you want to relax, laughing should be good.

As I searched, I found the latest crosstalk from yesterday. The two crosstalk actors... No, they should be called artists.

One of the little black fat guys with a pleated face had a very short peach-shaped hairstyle, while the other one was a curly white hair. The face had more pleats than the little black fat guys next to him, and it looked like they were not young.

"Hello everyone, I am a primary school student who speaks crosstalk. I am 140 years old this year. I am very happy to tell you crosstalk..."

"Hey, wait a moment. Although tomorrow is 2049, you will be only 76 years old next year, and I will be only 80 years old. We are far from 140 years old..."

"Okay, I'm wrong. I'm 75 years old this year and I'm not yet 140. Then I'm saying that the children in the crosstalk kindergarten have... "

"Okay, your face is still a kindergarten kid..."

Just like that, Dong Qingchen watched the crosstalk video for the afternoon, and fell back from 2048, from the old age of these two old artists, he saw middle age and then to the young and middle-aged age, and he saw the early 21st century.

Looking at the videos with unbearable image quality and listening to the noise-filled sounds, he felt that crosstalk was really an art of language.

I jumped and looked at it. Although some of them looked a little less funny because of the times, there were many others that could make him laugh, so he decided to take a look at these more in the future.

Even other related videos, sketches, comedies, ghosts, etc. are the same.

He felt that he could gain a lot of happiness in these "long-standing" funny videos.

There were four people in Dong Qingchen's dormitory, including Wu Yu from Shenhu Market. He went home, while Qi Guang, the other one, was the "laser" mentioned earlier. He did not come back tonight, probably because he had sex with his girlfriend.

Ma Buqun stopped playing computer games, but instead lay on the bed with AR glasses and played training games with his wife. Dong Qingchen could still hear sounds from time to time.

But as a fat man, Ma Buqun has no real wife, and he is playing with his current popular AI wife. After all, even if he has a wife, he won’t stay in the dormitory.

Dong Qingchen went to bed early. I watched so many funny videos today, and my cheeks hurt so much that my smile made me feel relaxed.

But after falling asleep, my previous dream still couldn't get rid of it, and it became clearer, as if I had really become another person.

On that planet called Earth, robot army, space base, moon city, star fleet, etc., are all their own.

Standing by the window on the space base, I looked at my fleet, and turned my head suddenly and saw a bald head in the mirror!

In an instant, I saw many bald heads, taking selfies in the bathroom on the ground, on the moon base, on the mirror of the spacecraft, reflecting the glass at the space base, etc., flashing back and forth, and the bald head's reflection flashed so dizzy!

That's yourself!

And all of them!

"Ah! No! I don't want to be bald!"

Dong Qingchen woke up suddenly.

Ma Buqun, who was sleeping, was also frightened and looked at Dong Qingchen who turned over and got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom, "Is this shock really okay?"

PS: If the timeline feels awkward, please understand it yourself. The River Crab Master can’t afford to offend me, so I changed it directly. If I don’t feel awkward, it means the River Crab Master is napping. Anyway, the time setting is in the next 30 years.
Chapter completed!