Weird: You call this a daily anchor?

Chapter 115 Don't let people sleep?

Holding on to his tired body, Du Haoyang washed his clothes.

He took another hot bath to wash away the filth and yin energy all over his body, and then quickly got into bed.

"What about the harvest, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm too tired today...yawn..."

Turning on the bedside lamp, curled up under the quilt, Du Haoyang yawned, his eyes quickly darkened.

"no……"

Stretching his eyelids, Du Haoyang got up.

The shards of the mirror on the table were shimmering slightly, and the mirror image in the mirror did not seem to be dimmed due to the influence of the night.

Although the room in the mirror was a bit dim because the lights were turned off, if you look carefully, you can find that everything in the room is still clearly reflected.

There was a faint glimmer of light reflected from nowhere on the mirror, a faint layer, as hazy as moonlight.

But tonight there are dark clouds, not to mention the moon, the sky is completely covered.

Not to mention Du Haoyang also drew the curtains, and just turned off all the lights in the room.

The light came so quietly, if Du Haoyang hadn't subconsciously glanced at the table after turning off the light, Du Haoyang might not have noticed it.

From a distance, it looked like a small desk lamp on the edge of no electricity on the table.

But when Du Haoyang walked in, the light suddenly disappeared as if the angle had changed, and he could no longer observe it.

As it appears.

"What are you doing?"

His mind was a little dizzy, Du Haoyang seemed to have a twitch, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and touched the mirror.

The icy cold feeling spread to the fingers, not as grotesque as piercing, but just like being in an air-conditioned room overnight.

But this tactile sensation still made Du Haoyang withdraw his fingers, and his mind became clearer a lot.

"Fuck! Scared me!"

Du Haoyang frowned.

But after careful observation, there is nothing magical about this mirror, no matter how you look at it, it is a piece of normal mirror fragments.

"It's all gimmicky, disturbing people's dreams..."

Mumbling in his mouth, Du Haoyang yawned again.

"I thought something was going to happen, and I was so scared that I got up...I was so sleepy..."

Then put the mirror on the table.

After standing up for a while, Du Haoyang took the live broadcast mobile phone and pressed it on the broken mirror.

"It should be safe..."

Thinking of this, Du Haoyang staggered back to the bed.

Sneezed and muttered, Du Haoyang tightened the quilt.

Finally fell asleep.

……

A night without dreams.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Du Haoyang did not sleep until he woke up naturally as he expected.

Sitting on the bed with a dazed face, Du Haoyang's ears continued to hear noisy voices, which gave him a headache.

One must know that even in normal times, Du Haoyang, who lives on the twelfth floor, would not be woken up by the noise from the first and second floors.

But today, the voice seemed to be coming from this floor, although it was a little blurry through a door.

But it was clear that there was a group of people talking.

Shaking his still-awake head, Du Haoyang slowly climbed out of bed.

On the table, the mobile phone was still pressed on the mirror shards, everything was no different from Du Haoyang's before going to bed.

No, there are still two.

The two packages of tight express delivery were neatly stacked on the corner of the table, and the complicated pattern packaging announced their origins.

"When did I sign for two more! By the way, can you stop tossing me while I'm sleeping, ball ball, is it so difficult to sleep well?"

Although he said so, Du Haoyang still opened the package.

A stack of neatly folded papers appeared in front of Du Haoyang.

As expected, it was Du Haoyang's reward for completing task five last night - the graphic design drawings of Ping'an Building.

Opening a folded drawing, Du Haoyang looked it up and down.

"His grandma's, I can't understand this either?"

Du Haoyang was dazzled by the complicated patterns that came into view.

Not to mention that this is not just a piece of paper, the stacked floor plan is even much thicker than the largest Xinhua Dictionary.

Rubbing his sore eyes, Du Haoyang closed the drawing.

"This mission is a blood loss!"

"Two mission rewards, neither of which will be used!"

After casually throwing the drawing back to its original place, Du Haoyang let out a long sigh.

"This is the blueprint, what about the other box?"

Turning his gaze, Du Haoyang looked at another tightly wrapped box.

"What's the origin of this box?"

I stretched out my hand and yanked it, but the box was a little heavy, but I didn't yank it the first time.

Is it?
Du Haoyang recalled the mission last night.

"Is it the mission reward from mission three?"

Picking up the phone on the mirror, which I had put away since the live broadcast ended, I found the status of yesterday's task completion.

Sure enough, after the third task, the three words "Completed" were printed on the side.

"According to the completion of my mission, the company's reward is... a frame?"

Looking at the reward description below, Du Haoyang scratched his head.

"Frame?"

He dubiously unpacked the box, and it took a lot of effort before Du Haoyang pulled out a pair of square...

slate?

A pitch-black slate lay quietly on the table, while Du Haoyang rubbed his fingers pressed by the slate.

The slate was placed on the table, like a huge stone pressing on Du Haoyang's heart, if one looked carefully, the person who was pressed could not breathe.

The whole body of the slate is black, and the light shining on it seems to be completely absorbed, causing the surrounding area to become quite dark.

Although it looks pitch black, if you touch it with your hands, you can feel the dense lines printed on it.

Not to mention that the edges of the lines are rough, at least they are not round at all, like a semi-finished product that someone forcibly carved out of the chisel above.

only……

"Where is this mirror frame? There is not even a hole on it, where should I put my mirror?"

Except for the dense lines on the top, Du Haoyang didn't feel any depression from the top where the mirror could be placed.

Looking at the shards of the mirror on the side, Du Haoyang felt dizzy.

If the company sent itself a mirror frame at this time, it must be inseparable from this inexplicable mirror fragment.

"However, it's normal for the things given by the company to be a bit convoluted..."

With the mood of trying it out, Du Haoyang picked up the mirror and put it on the frame.

a second...

two seconds...

Du Haoyang stared at the mirror on the slate, nothing happened.

"Can't I just chisel out a place for the mirror myself?"

With a curl of his lips, Du Haoyang stood up.

The noise in the stairwell was getting louder and louder, making Du Haoyang a little upset.

"It's early in the morning, why are you making so much noise? It's not letting people sleep well!
Muttering, Du Haoyang opened the door and walked out.

No one saw that the originally bright lights flickered in the empty room.

With a snap, the light suddenly went out.

The room was plunged into darkness.

And a little light slowly lit up in the room.

　Written on the plane, typing on the phone is too slow and tired, there is another chapter tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)