Fusion Computer: My skills are not serious

This was the horn he used to yell when he set up a street stall in Phoenix City, but he didn't expect to use it on such an occasion.

He first filled the horn into colorless, then took the horn, came to Zhong Hang's bedside, and sang softly into his ear.

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm..."

The sudden sound woke Zhong Hang up.

He sat up on the bed in an instant, and then looked around.

At this time, Song Wennuan also stopped singing and just looked at him quietly.

Since Song Nuannuan and the speaker were both invisible, Zhong Hang looked around but saw nothing.

"Huh? Am I having a nightmare? Or is there an auditory hallucination?" Zhong Hang said to himself.

After saying this, he fell asleep again.

However, in less than 2 minutes, the singing of "Listen to me, thank you" came from my ears.

He sat up in bed again, and turned on the light.

Seeing Zhong Hang turn on the light, Song Wennuan smiled slightly, and then put away the horn.

He opened the word, and the word space instantly enveloped Zhong Hang's entire bedroom.

Then, he manipulated the mouse with his mind, and selected all the items in the bedroom except Zhong Hang.

Then, he did a right alignment.

In an instant, the objects that had been randomly placed all started to move by themselves, and they were neatly arranged in several rows.

The sudden change of items in the bedroom directly made Zhong Hang furious.

He jumped up from the bed and looked around warily.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out of here for me?"

"Don't think that being able to control objects can scare me." Zhong Hang said loudly.

However, in the huge room, only his voice was constantly echoing.

He scanned every corner of the room intently, but still found nothing.

Seeing Zhong Hang's nervous look, Song Wennuan aligned the items to the left again.

The next moment, those objects moved again.

"Who the hell is it, get out!" Zhong Hang said loudly.

However, there was no sound in the room except him.

Song Wennuan stood in the corner and started playing.

It will be left-aligned, right-aligned, and center-aligned.

From time to time, he also indents the first line.

Every few seconds, he filled in the colors of these items, including the overhead lights.

Therefore, a very strange scene appeared in the room.

All the items seemed to come alive, jumping around and changing colors constantly.

The most important thing is that the lights above the head are constantly changing colors, so the atmosphere in the room is very strange.

Faced with such a scene, Zhong Hang almost went crazy.

"Ah!" He yelled and ran out of his room.

After Zhong Hang left his room, Song Nuannuan used the [Undo] skill to restore everything to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he came into the living room.

At this moment, Zhong Hang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a pillow in his hand, looking around in fear.

Seeing Zhong Hang like this, Song Wennuan smiled again.

He didn't play enough just now, so he will play in another way.

Zhong Hang sat on the sofa and looked around vigilantly.

The next second, his eyes were suddenly pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

He was taken aback, and then hurriedly ran towards the gate of the villa based on his memory just now.

However, just after he ran a few steps, he realized that he seemed to have bumped into something, which instantly made him dizzy.

After recovering a little bit, he ran forward again.

But soon, he bumped into something again.

He felt as if there was an invisible wall in front of him.

Wherever he goes, where does the wall follow.

At this time, Zhong Hang seemed to finally remember that he was a supernatural being.

So, he launched an attack.

"Ice Storm!"

On his hands, ice-blue skates appeared, spreading towards the surroundings.

"Dangdangdang..." When the ice blade flew out towards the surroundings, it seemed to have collided with something, making a crisp crashing sound.

Subsequently, these skates all fell to the ground.

"No matter how much you attack, it's useless?" Zhong Hang said in disbelief when he heard the sound of the skate falling to the ground.

"Slap!" At this moment, a slap was suddenly slapped hard on the back of his head.

This made him dizzy all of a sudden, staring at his eyes, and then he fell to the ground.

"I love you walking alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel, I love you who have persisted in despair and refused to cry..."

At this time, a rush of singing suddenly came from above his head.

Normally, when he heard this kind of song, he would definitely appreciate it.

But at this time, the singing sound appeared too abruptly, it was too creepy.

"Stop singing, please, stop singing." Zhong Hang said in a sobbing voice.

In this short period of time, he has been tortured enough.

When he was stripped naked and tied up with a male classmate in Xumijing, he had never experienced such despair.

I can't see anything, I can only hear this strange singing.

At this time, he really wanted to die.

"If you eat mine, spit it out for me, if you take mine, give it back to me..." At this time, another song suddenly came from the darkness.

Hearing this song, Zhong Hang seemed to think of something suddenly.

Wanting to stand up and say something.

However, as soon as he got up, a slap landed on the back of his head.

He fell to the ground again.

"Song Wennuan, it's you, right? It must be you."

"I'm willing to return your spirit stone, please let me go, I know I was wrong." Zhong Hang didn't get up anymore, and said loudly directly lying on the ground.

When Zhong Hang's voice sounded, the darkness disappeared and he could see again.

But Song Nuannuan was not in the living room.

Chapter 1: The Collapsed Zhong Hang

Zhong Hang looked around the living room, but found no one.

After that, he hurriedly looked towards the ground, but he didn't see the ice blade that fell to the ground when he attacked before.

It was as if nothing had happened just now, he seemed to be having a dream.

"Is it a dream? It's definitely not a dream, otherwise I wouldn't be in the living room." Zhong Hang said firmly.

Then, he hurried to his bedroom.

He found that his bedroom hadn't changed in any way.

"What's going on here?" With Zhong Hang's mental state at this time, he could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

He didn't know whether what he just encountered was true or not.

With suspicion, he slowly walked to his bed.

Afterwards, he hurriedly jumped onto the bed, got into the quilt, and buried his head in it.

As long as he doesn't get out of the quilt, no ghosts and ghosts can hurt him.

Frightened, he finally fell asleep slowly.

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm..."

Less than 5 minutes after Zhong Hang fell asleep, the song that made him collapse rang again in his ears.

He woke up suddenly from the bed and looked at his room vigilantly.

At this time, the singing has disappeared.

"Ah...ah..."

"Who the hell?" Zhong Hang shouted in a broken voice.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at this time.

After thinking about it, he felt that this matter had something to do with Song Wennuan.

After all, he owed Song Wennuan 1 spirit stones, and when Song Wenwen left his villa, the last sentence he said was very strange.

"You can last a few days without coming to me." These are Song Nuannuan's original words.

"Isn't it just 1 spirit stones, I'll pay it back, I can't do it yet." Zhong Hang said, and was about to leave immediately to find Song Nuannuan.

However, as soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and then his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

When Zhong Hang woke up again, he found himself in darkness.

"I love you walking in a dark alley alone, I love the way you don't kneel..." At the same time, there was that familiar song.

So, what happened in the living room before happened again.

When he mentioned the three words Song Wennuan again, the darkness disappeared.

However, before he got up, he suddenly felt another sharp pain on the back of his head.

He passed out again.

At this time, Song Wenwen appeared from the living room, grabbed his collar, took him upstairs, put him on the bed in the bedroom, and covered him with a quilt.

After a few minutes, Song Wennuan took out the trumpet and sang "Thank you" again.

The next moment, Zhong Hang was awakened again.

"Did I f*ck enter a loop?" Zhong Hang said in a bit of a panic.

In the past 18 years, he has never been so helpless as he is today.

"Father, grandpa, ancestor, please forgive me, I know I was wrong." Zhong Hang knelt directly on the bed, and then kowtowed to the surroundings.

Seeing Zhong Hang like this, Song Wennuan turned and left.

This is the end of tonight's game, after all, he has to go back to sleep.

As for whether to continue tomorrow night, it depends on Zhong Hang's performance.

……

When he came to the class the next day, Song Wennuan saw that Zhong Hang had two big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked extremely haggard.

"Boss, what's wrong with Zhong Hang? Could it be what you did to him last night?" Seeing Zhong Hang's appearance, Jin Zizai immediately turned his head to look at Song Nuannuan and asked.

"Don't wrong people."