Horror game: opening scare system

Although the arrival of the artificial mental retardation made Zhang Xun's life a bit more fun, it did not cause too much disturbance. After winning a victory, Zhang Xun put down his mobile phone and ignored the artificial mental retardation.

Although he had just experienced a "failure", the artificial mentally handicapped was not discouraged by it. Instead, he began to observe Zhang Xun's residence with great interest.

In addition, because he finally no longer has to face threats to his life, the artificial mentally handicapped man also began to inquire about the information of Zhang Xun's world at this moment, making data reserves for his future life.

The information he collected ranges from the trivial details of who lost a sock in the chat software, to the industry secrets of a certain top international company, etc., all of which have been coordinated and classified in a very detailed manner.

Fortunately, neither the artificial mental retardation nor Zhang Xun is a bad-hearted guy, and the former is meticulous and cautious enough, otherwise, the little guy would immediately become a public enemy of the world.

When the artificial mentally handicapped was collecting information, Zhang Xun had already left his bedroom, and soon, the melodious sound of the piano came from another room.

After moving to a new house, Zhang Xun also has a piano room, and because the new house is bigger, there are additional places such as a study room and a storage room. The latter is used to put those strange collections.

Hand-made game cassettes are also counted as collectibles.

Zhang Xun has a wide range of hobbies. He has dabbled in almost everything and can get started. However, because it is only for entertainment, Zhang Xun is not very concerned about it. Among these hobbies, Zhang Xun cannot be called the top in the world, but even In this way, the maturity of its skills has surpassed that of most people.

As mentioned above, so Zhang Xun does not play the piano every day. The little guy always does what he wants to do. Usually he does things when he is interested. Play the violin, read books the day after tomorrow, and cook Kejia food the day after tomorrow.

Get up with joy and return with joy.

These eight characters are enough to summarize Zhang Xun's state in daily life.

It is also worth mentioning that Zhang Xun's favorite pastime in his daily life is watching cartoons and playing games...

After playing the piano for about an hour, when the sound of the piano gradually died down, Zhang Xun left the piano room and returned to his bedroom, and then jumped directly onto the bed. After falling on the bed, his slender body was bounced up, and then fell deeply into the soft bedding.

Sit up, pick up the phone and turn it on, the little guy has a bored look on his face, he opened the chat software aimlessly to see if there is any new news, he was thinking about what to do.

No one else sent him a message, and the chat group was silent.

Thinking about it, if nothing else, the students are all doing homework for the winter vacation, and the teacher seems to have no need or topic to chat with everyone in the chat group.

It's so pitiful~

Zhang Xun thought of it this way, such as homework, to be honest, he never wrote it, unless he came across something he was interested in.

From the beginning of school to the present, whether it is homework for long holidays, homework for short holidays, or daily homework, he treats them as if they do not exist and never does them.

It's not that he is so unique, but that he finds it boring, and it's useless for him to do homework, after all, he is not a normal person.

And the teachers from childhood seem to have never cared about the problem of him not doing homework.

The reason is of course not because Zhang Xun has the special right not to do homework, at least no one has mentioned it publicly. It seems that he doesn't do homework and don't care about it. It seems to have become a certain consensus among classmates, teachers and leaders... ..

Speaking of winter vacation homework, Zhang Xu, you actually wrote it once in elementary school. Of course, it was not homework in the conventional sense.

He drew a lifelike tortoise on the blank page of the first page of the exercise book for winter vacation, and then wrote some wishes to the teacher on the blank page of the last page of the exercise book, such as longevity and happiness, dreams come true some type of.

At that time, Zhang Xun was not as famous as he is now - although I didn't write it, but the little guy was indeed known as a "child prodigy" in the legends of the schools - he didn't know what the teacher thought at the time how is it.

Anyway, he didn't have a teacher to look for, and the female teacher resigned not long after. It is said that she married a handsome, young and promising husband who treated her very well. Almost every month, the teacher would send him no less than three boxes of chocolate gift boxes.

Once upon a time, that teacher wrote a letter to Zhang Xun, although now the monthly gift box also has a letter. The teacher invited Zhang Xun to her house as a guest, but Zhang Xun did not go.

The little guy clearly remembered that the teacher mentioned in the letter that she set up a tablet for herself in her home, and put it together with the God of Wealth, although the tablets of the other gods were inexplicably cracked later. (in a physical sense), so it became a tablet with only him on it.

For this matter, Zhang Xun always felt that it was too strange, why did he set up his own tablet?

As for the tablets of the God of Wealth and other gods, Zhang Xun realized that those should refer to some local officials after experiencing the incident of "wanting to have a picnic but failed".

"Ahhh (＞д＜)! So boring!"

Zhang Xun, who complained, threw the phone on the bed again, wondering if the artificial mentally retarded brain inside had been shaken.

The little guy jumped off the bed, stepped on the floor with bare feet and came to the window of the bedroom, tiptoed, and looked out with both hands on the window sill.

The street in winter presents a kind of gray and white, with a kind of silent majesty. Standing in the green belt, the bare trees don’t seem to know that they have bald, but they laugh at the thickly dressed pedestrians. , Laughing at them for not daring to meet people.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and there are gradually more people on the street. Some hard-working migrant workers still need to go to work even on this day, and they have to wait until the end of the year to usher in the holiday.

Now Zhang Xun has seen that many migrant workers are working hard towards the jobs that they must worry about and are reluctant to take. Some of them are bald in such a cold weather, but they don't wear hats.

Perhaps it was their unflagging rage that provided them with the warmth that made the tops of their heads warm even under these conditions, but they were clearly the greatest mockery of those old, bare trees.

Of course, it's also possible that those guys just forgot to wear their hats because they were in a hurry, but they didn't rush home in a hurry.

After all, it's not about working hard and thinking about the future, it's about having a big family to raise, and everyone is worthy of respect.

But in comparison, it is obvious that Song Like's company is much better. They have already given their employees a holiday, and even gave out year-end bonus...

【Baby, you will catch a cold with bare feet like this, be careful of stomach pain. 】Nia's voice came, with a mother's gentleness.

"I won't catch a cold!"