MTL - Global University Entrance Examination-Chapter 5 gift

Sitting on the sofa with a bow, Confused, with two long legs, one hand was boringly touching the earrings.

Hearing Qin Chen's words, he raised his eyelids, his cold eyes swept across the other's face, and he dropped back again.

No explanation, no reflection, no reason.

This attitude is obviously the most difficult kind of thorns.

154 As soon as they entered the boss's office, they felt asphyxiated for a while, as if they were in the State Education and Religion Department.

"You looking for me?"

There were candidates present, 154 expressions were more serious, and their words of honor were honored.

"The second violation, what is the punishment?" Qin Chen slowly turned his pen and looked at him, "I haven't remembered for a while."

154 Mu face silent for two seconds, saying, "Confinement."

Qin Chen: "..."

The confused fingers stopped for a moment and finally looked up.

His expression was still cold, except for the sleepy laziness, he could not see any emotions, but 154 felt that he was full of ridicule.

Maybe it's in the gene.

Maybe their boss will easily attract such attention.

Qin Chen: "Nothing but confinement?"

154 opened their mouths.

Something rang in the room.

A puzzled gaze moved on Qin Chen's wrist. Something suddenly flashed, and the sound came from there.

154 said, "Look, the penalty is against the rules."

Qin Yan lowered his eyes, carelessly gazing at his cuffs, the flickering light followed the darkness.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes matched the temptation.

"The confinement room with only the tables and chairs is a bit boring." He looked confused, but said to 154.

154 nodded: "Indeed."

"Will you be with him? Anyway, there is a scene."

154: "..."

Whose punishment is this?

Qin Chen laughed: "Just, don't take it seriously."

154 has become accustomed to such unpredictable **** words, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then ... send him downstairs, sleep for three more hours, and send it back?

"Is this the hotel hour room?"

154 is not holding back.

He waited for a while with his eyes, nose and mouth, and before looking at the new instructions, he glanced.

On the sofa, Youyu was looking out the window, wondering whether it was a daze or something, a look like "you can do it, and I'll lose it", the attitude is extremely improper, cold and proud.

As for their boss Qin Chen ...

He clasped his hands loosely, and his eyes fell on the side of Bewitching Plain.

154 feels that the boss should be a little curious about this extremely difficult candidate, but for some reason, he is not in a good mood.

"Boss?" 154 reminded.

After another moment, Qin Chen retracted his gaze and proposed 154: "Fool another candidate to break the rules and stay with him."

154: "..."

What nonsense is this?

The wrist "dropped" again.

It should be the same as before, it is a sign and a warning. 154 teeth were tense, but Qin Chen didn't care much.

"No more, just send away?"

drop.

Qin Chen gave a stun.

He thought about it and asked 154, "Did you clean up the last used cell?"

154 took a glance at confusion, and was very at a loss: "Is there a place to clean up ?? The ropes are put away, and I'll throw the paper ball of 'roll your mother'."

Hearing the paper ball, the fingers touching the earrings stopped for a second, but he still looked out the window, pretending to be deaf and dumb with a cold face.

Qin Chen said, "Another."

154: "Oh, not yet. It was supposed to be cleaned up, but the candidates violated the rules too intensively, and I and 922 haven't considered it yet."

"Then let this intensive ..." Qin Chen paused, looking at Youyou, "how do you call it?"

Confused Lengheng.

"Let this Mr. He clean up."

Bewildered: "..."

Seeing a murder in the office, 154 responded in a hurry, and with a stretched face quickly invited the dangerous elements downstairs.

Utility room downstairs.

922 and 154 were picking and picking tools. The candidates who were actually punished were leaning against the door with their arms, and their faces were dull.

"Don't stink. Really, you can't beat him," 922 said.

It may be that the word "solution" is too rude, 922 has changed his attitude towards confusion, and speaks less publicly than before.

Confused and silent, but judging by his expression, apparently when he farted.

"Do you think No. 001 was playing?" 922 said, "I saw the boss for the first time in that year ... Which one is here? Beside any field army base, don't remember. One street! A whole street, There was blood on the ground, and he had this style of shoulder gun in his hand— "

"Look for your bucket." 154 interrupted him with a grimace.

"Oh."

922 thought about it in an endless way, and looked right again under the scrutiny of 154, tempted and said, "You go first, I'll take the barrel in a while."

Youyou and 154 went to the long corridor first.

"The blood needs to be cleaned." 154 pointed to the blood on the ground and walked to the door of the confinement room where the bald head was closed to unlock it.

"You were candidates before?" Suddenly said suddenly.

At 154, he nodded and said, "Yeah, years ago."

"How did you turn into an invigilator?"

154 pondered for a moment and said, "Successfully passed the exam, excellent results."

Confused frowned: "What exactly is this exam?"

154 glanced at him and said vaguely: "A ... special screening mechanism, this is the case for exams."

"Which sieve? The courageous champion?"

During the conversation, the feeling of being peeped again last time.

Youcha glanced over the head, still the Bai Shengsheng ceiling, there were no holes, and nothing hung his head and stared at him from top to bottom.

"What kind of people will be brought here?" He ignored that feeling and continued to ask.

154 thought for a while and said, "An unusually dangerous person."

Bemused expressionless.

154 Thinking of that room, the old, the weak, the sick, and the pregnant, and said, "... may not be accurate."

Bewildered: "What is this? A spiritual event?"

154 shook his head: "Not a spiritual event, it is--"

drop.

That voice again.

Youxiu glanced back, thinking that the nasty 001 proctor came over.

He reacted when he saw that there was no one in the back. The prompt came from 154.

154 touched his finger.

He wears a plain ring with his index finger, and a red light warning is revealed from under the ring. When he saw the red light, he shut up immediately.

"What's this?" You asked puzzled, "I also had that 001."

"Tips for violations." 154 turned the ring to block the light.

"Do you have restrictions and regulations?"

"Of course! That's a lot!" 922's voice came.

He carried an aluminum barrel and walked across all kinds of bloodstains. "It is forbidden to talk about dangerous topics, to abuse the power to bully candidates, to prevent candidates from cheating, and to prohibit invigilators from messing with the candidates-

Bewildered: "..."

"Oh, of course, that's basically impossible." 922 said, "It's good not to fight, really fight, forbid the invigilator to kill the candidates illegally ... wait."

"How about the examinee killing the invigilator?" You asked.

922: "..."

"So, what are the consequences of your violation?"

154 blushed.

The relatively talkative 922 was silent for two seconds, then said with a smile: "Don't ask, it's scary anyway. I haven't experienced it yet, and I don't want to experience it in the future."

"So do n’t ask any more dangerous questions. Is it okay to have nothing to do with each other?" 922 put the aluminum bucket in front of the confusion.

154 stopped talking, and he unlocked the lockup.

As soon as the door opened, Xinxiang smelled.

In addition to the blood, some residues stuck to the floor and the wall.

Bewildered look disgusted: "... Do you usually clean these confinement rooms?"

"Of course not by hand," 922 said, holding his nose, "otherwise it is different from punishing us?"

"Nausea is a little disgusting, but cleaning is better than confinement."

Confused looking at him with a cold face.

922 said, "Uh ... it's better for you to be in the same room as our boss, isn't it?"

Having said that, he dragged 154 away.

The corridor returned to quiet.

Real cleaning is impossible.

Wandering leaned against the door, scanned it with a cold eye, then grabbed a bucket of water with an aluminum bucket, and poured it directly into the room.

The water flushed the blood away, and those that stuck to the floor and walls were washed away and turned white.

Confused and squatting down, he has a piece in front of his feet, which looks like bone marrow, with a long black hair tangled on it.

What ghosts are stored in that bald head?

Confused and nauseated, he entered the door with a cold face.

...

The whole room was cleaned again, and a whole bucket of blood and residue was filled.

Among the top hair piles, a piece of skin that fell off somewhere was abruptly entangled in it, and the skin was white and soaked with water, almost like a fake.

The tattoo on the top is particularly conspicuous. It is a small and simple bellflower pattern.

Three hours later, 922 set off again and returned to the exam room with confusion.

Qin Chen moved his muscles and planned to find 154 to get some food. As a result, the office door was opened, and a barrel of flesh residue was respectfully placed in front of his door, with a piece of paper that was temporarily ripped off.

Goodbye, thank you.

154's voice came over: "Boss, I'm planning to roast a piece of beef, would you like something to eat?"

Qin Chen: "... I won't be hungry today."

154: "?????"

He turned around with the oven gloves, stared at the **** barrel for three seconds, and said, "I don't think I'll be hungry in this life."

Qin Chen picked up the piece of paper, leaned against the door and looked at it for a while, and asked 154: "What is the third penalty for the same candidate for the same violation?"

He spoke slowly, and some words were delayed a little, so that every sentence looked like a casual provocation.

154: "... shouldn't there be a third time, right?"

"What if?"

154 said cautiously: "The penalty is that we ...... monitor the site for the entire process and focus on monitoring."

Qin Chen: "........."

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