God forbids me to fall in love

"It'll be fine when he wakes up, you see, he's already awake."

"..."

"I don't have a fever, and I don't seem to be fainting. I probably just fell asleep. Is it because I was too tired last night."

"..."

Fang Yue slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person who was speaking.

The other party was wearing a white coat, probably a staff member on duty in the infirmary of the aquarium, and was looking at him with concern at the moment: "How is it, little brother, are you feeling well?"

Standing opposite the man, Meng Wei realized that Fang Yue had also stepped forward after waking up.

Fang Yue subconsciously shook his head, he felt a little dizzy now, but not physically dizzy.

He still remembered the way the overwhelming water slapped down on him, and the suffocating feeling that his airway was blocked.

But his body didn't feel any strange at the moment, it could even be called comfortable, those fragmentary memories were more like hallucinations.

How could he still be lying on the welcome sofa in the entrance hall of the aquarium after such a horrible emergency?

How could Meng Weiyi, who was submerged with him, stand aside with his clothes neat and unscathed?

As if to answer his doubts and confusion, Meng Weiyi said softly: "I went to print the receipt, and when I came back, I saw that you slept here. The doctor checked that there is no serious problem. Do you want to go back and have a rest?"

"Have we not gone in yet?" Fang Yue was stunned for two seconds, then sat up silently.

He never imagined that he fell asleep and had such a vivid nightmare. He obviously didn't feel sleepy before entering the arena...

Is it because this place is not compatible with his magnetic field?

"It seems that the little brother has already swam through our exhibition hall in his dream. I advise you to go back and catch up on sleep. Lack of sleep will affect your health." The doctor on duty joked while packing the toolbox on hand.

Meng Weiyi also nodded and looked at him, stretched out his hand to support him, brought him up, and helped straighten Fang Yue's wrinkled collar.

"Let's go back to the hotel to rest today, I'm worried about you."

"..." Fang Yue looked hesitantly into the depths of the aquarium, and after a while he opened his lips and said "OK".

……

Back at the hotel, Fang Yue and Meng Wei went into their room together.

As soon as he opened the door, he fell headlong on the bed, then rolled over, grabbed the phone, and clicked on the dialog box with the little witch.

Although he left the aquarium without struggling, he was particularly concerned about his hallucinations, or dreams.

Along the way, he has been thinking about something, and even came up with some very weird ideas

What if he is a chosen magical boy who has a prophetic dream with the significance of saving the world?

What if the aquarium's undersea tunnel actually blows up at some point in the future?

What if these ridiculous and surreal worries came true and he thought it was just an ordinary dream and didn't stop it?

"Sakura, does the concept of precognitive dreams exist in your occult circles?"

Fang Yue tried his best not to look too stupid, but he knew very well that asking this question already showed that he was really sick.

He was probably really brainwashed by the previous fortune-telling and the fortune teller on the flyover.

"What's the matter, what dream did you have?"

The opposite replied in seconds.

Fang Yue cheered up and described his nightmare about drowning in the aquarium. Before he finished typing, the little witch sent a series of words and a link

"Wait, Xiao Fangfang, I'm too busy to interpret my dreams now, I'm preparing for the debate competition."

"Two and 10 minutes later, although it is an entertainment game, it will be broadcast live. #结护#大呵"

"Since we're talking about this, can you vote for me later, the best debater will be ranked fifth down, Arigado!"

"I will receive your heart-to-heart talk after my sister is finished."

"[Link - Voting for the Best Debater in the Preliminary Competition of the [-]th Campus Entertainment Debate Competition of University A]"

"Okay, don't be nervous, come on."

Fang Yue clicked on the link after replying, but it seemed that the voting channel was closed because the competition hadn't started yet.

At the top of the page is a small screen that is temporarily black. Presumably there will be a real-time live broadcast of the game here.

The debate was held during the National Day holiday, so he didn't even know there was such an event.

On the one hand, to pass the time, and on the other hand, to divert his attention, he silently slid down to look at the introduction to the theme of this debate.

"A major entertainment debate competition, an unorthodox debate competition. There is neither superb debate skills nor perfect positive and negative logic here. Not only is there no perfect rule system, but there is also no absolute fairness and justice.

This is the low-end version of the quarrel scene between the uncles and aunts in the vegetable market. As long as you also have a heart that loves bargaining and a soul that is eager to argue, this is your stage.

Morning of October 10th - Group A of the School of Chemistry and Biology Competition

Pros: Team "We Can Say It" from the School of Biological Sciences VS Opposition: Team "You Can Say It" from the School of Chemistry Debate topic: Does the creator have the right to destroy the world? "

……

Fang Yue's fingers stopped on the topic of the debate for a long time without sliding down.

He decided to follow the live broadcast completely.

"There are still 10 minutes, drink some water and hurry up to go backstage."

"Well, I'll-"

Han Yinglu responded, and took out a palm-sized black flannel bag from her bag, which contained three astrological dice.

She took out the dice and held them in her palm, and said to herself while shaking her hands rapidly: "Dear astrological dice, what will my performance in this debate match be like? Please give me some guidance... ..."

After the words fell, she spread her palms and looked over, she couldn't help but said in shock: "Good guy, the eleventh house of Pluto and Scorpio!"

Pluto is the planet of transformational power, often associated with death and new birth.The keywords for Scorpio are profundity, darkness and insight.The eleventh house points to friends and society, public morality and conscience, and human beings and the future.

They are combined and intertwined, and the result of this throw is too "big".

Han Yinglu really wanted to use her mobile phone to check whether her subconscious interpretation was correct, but she ran out of time.

She put the dice back properly, straightened her hair, and trotted to the backstage, still muttering

"That's right, Han Yinglu, you, the eleventh house of Pluto in Scorpio, you are a rising star in the debate circle, and you are Tolstoy in the debate circle!"

It has to be said that the result of divination greatly relieved her tension and fueled her swelling.

With hints from the astrological dice, Han Yinglu sat down at the front of the debate with a stern look on her face.

Of course, in this entertainment game, there is no such thing as arguing positions. The players on both sides will think of what to say. After all, quarrels in the vegetable market are not round-based.

"Does the creator have the right to destroy the world? Please start speaking."

Han Yinglu swallowed, and helped Mike on the table to speak first: "I won't show respect one by one, but directly, our positive position is that the creator of the world has the right to destroy the world. First of all, this question must What is discussed must not be limited to the literal meaning of the title itself, it is also discussing the right of the creator to dispose of his own work.

The other party's point of view is equivalent to that the creator is not qualified to destroy his own work, depriving the creator of the right to 'delete'.If you posted a paragraph on social platforms a month ago, this paragraph means a lot to other people, but a month later you feel like a fool for saying this, can't you press delete key? "

"Stop, it's too harsh. I want to refute that you have deliberately downplayed the concepts of world creation and extinction, ignoring the huge energy of birth and destruction. World extinction means the end of countless lives. Whether or not the demise of the universe is left to the individual, even if the individual is the creator, is unreasonable.

I also disagree with your description of the creator's right to interpret his work.First of all, not any casual passage can be called a work.Secondly, it is well known that the integrity of a literary work requires readers to participate in it, thus giving birth to 'a thousand Hamlets', that is to say, the creator is not the only creator of his own work, and it is typical to insist on destroying the work. Autocratic practice.

Finally, let me give you the most typical example. Kafka asked his friend to burn his manuscript. He wanted to destroy his work, but it was because his right to "destroy the world" was "deprived" by his friend that he would have the present The literary classics we can read. "

"Kafka will beat you up in a dream when he heard what you said. The fact that his works have benefited future generations of mankind does not affect Kafka himself having the right to burn his writings."

"But going back to the fundamentals, life is different from paper. The world built by words is not equal to the civilization made by hot flesh and blood. All beings are equal, why should individuals be given the privilege of terror?"

"Okay, but is the value of life really equal? ​​The Creator's ability to create the world must mean that his existence is far higher than other life forms in the 'world', and he can even recreate the concept of 'life'. Should we You can imagine such a situation, a child builds a sand pile, and countless microorganisms grow in the sand pile, but at this time the child doesn’t want to continue playing, doesn’t he have the right to kick the sand pile over?”

"The opposing debater is obviously sophistrying. First of all, microbes are not created by children, and sand is not created by children. You are changing concepts secretly."

"Microorganisms and sand don't need to be created by children, but sand piles are created by children, so the child didn't say that I want to destroy microorganisms, he just kicked the sand pile over, and the collapse of sand and the death of microorganisms in the process are not related. A child cannot be deprived of the right to destroy a pile of sand."

"As human beings, if there is a Creator God, he tries to destroy the world out of disappointment with human society or various other ideas. If the price of delegating power on this question is the end of civilization and the disappearance of all living beings, how can you survive this time? Say the word 'support'?"

Han Yinglu was at a loss for words for a while, and the live broadcast camera immediately captured her flirtatious expression to her teammates.

Fang Yue, who was behind the screen, had been holding the phone and watching the debate intently. It wasn't because the debate itself was so exciting. In fact, due to the nature of the entertainment competition, the debaters' speeches were full of loopholes, so it wasn't worth looking into.

But this topic reminds him of the unnamed book of myths that he has been working on lately.

What do the people in the forum think of this debate?

God W caused the destruction of the sacred tree that gave birth to the gods, and in a sense caused the "destruction of the world". Even if there is no concept of a creator god in this mythology system, God W is not the creator of the world. support……

Fang Yue was so engrossed in his thoughts that he couldn't help cutting out and boarding the forum.