He is from a fighting nation

The three faced each other without speaking.

The little employee wanted to hide in the corner and take the opportunity to sneak attack and tear off the name tag. He didn't expect to hear a big show, which was really cool, but tomorrow he might be fired because he stepped into the company with his left foot first.

Wu Liang's heart was turbulent, he straightened his waist and said in a deep voice: "Don't get me wrong, I am rehearsing the script for the annual meeting with Manager Du."

The little employee bent down slightly, nodded repeatedly, and was about to speak when he suddenly remembered that he was wearing makeup and the light was dim.

In other words, Wu Liang and the others probably didn't recognize him.As long as you run fast enough, the job can still be saved!

Then, the bell jingled, and the little employee ran away without a trace, as if there were several wild wolves chasing after him.

Du Feng's eyes were heavy: "Will he say it?"

Wu Liang comforted: "It's okay. He won't affect us."

Du Feng turned his head and stared at Wu Liang, and said coldly: "Of course he can't affect you, Mr. Wu, who are you? The leader of the company, Jay Chou's right-hand man, and me? I'm just a waste who depends on you for food. All the rumors are coming at me, of course you don't feel any pain."

"Du Feng," Wu Liang realized that he was already used to Du Feng's attitude towards him, and said flatly, "I have already approved your application for transfer to Europe. You can leave after two months of training first." .Can you stop being mad at me?"

Du Feng's eyes lit up, his voice softened, and he said: "I'm not angry with you, I was too anxious just now, and my tone was bad, I'm sorry. Don't worry, I will contact you often in the future, and I will fly back every month look at you."

As Du Feng said, he slowly leaned over, breathing on Wu Liang's ear, as if he wanted to kiss him.Wu Liang turned to the beginning, took a step back, and said, "There are too many people, you go first."

Du Feng couldn't wish for it, so he left after casually talking to Wu Liang. Wu Liang watched Du Feng's shadow gradually lengthen and move away until it disappeared.

In the sudden silence, Wu Liang's heart was beating violently, and blood was rushing into his brain. He gasped for breath, and he no longer had the strength to stand up straight. He slid down the wall slowly, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and his Trembling slightly.

Here, Zhou Xiangwan and Qian Meng came to the dean's office and were trying to open a safe.

This is a narrow single room with dim lighting. Cotton swabs, medicine bottles, etc. are scattered on the floor. A black zombie dummy is lying on the camp bed against the wall. A large calendar featuring the Mona Lisa Smile sits opposite a mirror, a safe and books are scrawled on shelves.

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Qian Meng, go and turn that dummy over."

Qian Meng huddled in the corner, swallowed his saliva, and after a long period of mental training, he pinched the corner of the bed sheet, tilted his head and dared not look, and said shyly: "Young Master Zhou, come and see, do you have any clues?"

Zhou Xiangwan: "As a former fighter, are you a little bit brave?"

Zhou Xiangwan bent down and poked it a few times, then turned the dummy over again, and saw a flashlight on the bed sheet.

He picked it up and pressed the switch, and the flashlight emitted a faint purple light.

"Purple light!" Qian Meng excitedly turned off the light, and the room became dark for a moment. The purple light hit the wall, and a line of fluorescent characters appeared.

"The fighting chicken and the zombie rabbit are in the same cage. There are 48 heads and 132 feet. How many chickens and rabbits are there?"

Zhou Xiangwan took out a pen and paper from the table, illuminated it with his mobile phone, frowned and wrote out the equation, "Suppose there are x chickens..."

Zhou Xiangwan didn't know how many years he hadn't learned mathematics, and he even thought about changing the sign of the term for a while, and the solution of x turned out to be a fraction!

Qian Meng was even more scumbag than Zhou Xiangwan, and he guided enthusiastically from the side: "This won't work, let's change our thinking. If the chicken lifts one leg, the rabbit lifts two legs..."

Zhou Xiangwan: "...If you're free, go and turn on the light, don't bother me."

Qian Meng said: "Young Master Zhou, it's up to you, don't touch my thigh."

"Is there a bug in your pants? I didn't even touch you."

After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, the two fell silent together, and slowly looked behind them.

Between the two of them was the faint blue light of the mobile phone, and above the blue light was a hand with long black nails resting on the shoulders of Zhou Xiangwan and Qian Meng.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Qian Meng let out a mournful howl, and fell forward, only to hear a ripping sound - "Qian Meng out."

The zombie held up Qian Meng's name tag and cheered. Qian Meng patted his strong chest like a girl, still in shock, "You...you...where did you come from!"

"Mr. Qian, I've been hiding under the bed for more than half an hour! I just didn't move! I actually tore you apart, I can't believe it!" The zombie glanced at Zhou Xiangwan, then ran out the door suddenly, yelling: "Girls! Young Master Zhou is on the second floor! Come here!"

Zhou Xiangwan heard a bell ringing several times faster than before, and felt that it was not good. He patted Qian Meng on the shoulder and said, "I will win, don't worry!"

As soon as Zhou Xiangwan went out, he faced a huge group of zombies, all of whom were girls.

"Master Zhou's name tag is mine! It's mine!"

"Sisters, go! Surround him!"

No matter how rough Zhou Xiangwan was, he could never start a fight with a girl. He made a decisive decision, turned around and ran, jumped all the way, turned off the light when he caught it, and slipped into a small alley, listening to the sound of the bell behind him gradually blurring. Just breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to slow down, Zhou Xiangwan tripped over a pair of feet and staggered.

The feet move, but there is no bell, so it's not a zombie.

Zhou Xiangwan thought about it, and the only ones left were Wu Liang, bald Li and him.

Zhou Xiangwan turned on his phone and took a quick photo. An extremely pale face flashed past, his eyes were bloodshot, as if a ghost had been born.

The forehead is not reflective, and the hair is quite thick.

"Wu Liang...you..." Zhou Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you sick? What if I kicked you away? What, your stomach hurts again?"

Wu Liang shook his head, suddenly remembered that Zhou Xiangwan couldn't see, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Xiangwan asked back: "Then why are you here? You didn't die in love with that old gangster, heh."

Wu Liang didn't answer.

Zhou Xiangwan pulled him up and said in a low voice, "Get up, follow me to solve the equation."

Wu Liang shook off Zhou Xiangwan's hand and said hoarsely, "I don't want to move. Don't pull me."

"Just pull you!" Zhou Xiangwan picked up Wu Liang and forced him to stand still, trapping him in a corner, "You have to be responsible for me, do you know?! It's all your fault."

Wu Liang: "...What happened to me?"

Zhou Xiangwan pointed to his forehead and said aggrievedly, "Look."

Wu Liang said: "...your hairline?"

"No, I have a pimple, have you seen it?"

Wu Liang: "...Oh."

Zhou Xiangwan: "Oh what, isn't it all the instant noodles you made for me yesterday?" Zhou Xiangwan never mentioned that he went back and ate another bucket, "This is the acne you planted on me, You are responsible."

Wu Liang: "Zhou Xiangwan, you are touching porcelain."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "I touched it, if you have the ability, you hit me?"

Wu Liang: "..."

In short, Wu Liang was finally dragged by Zhou Xiangwan with a helpless expression to answer the age-old question of chickens and rabbits in the same cage.

"Eighteen rabbits and thirty chickens." Wu Liang only glanced at the question before he came up with the answer, "The password of the safe may be 3018, 1830, 30181830,18303018, [-]."

But after entering the password, the safe did not open.

Wu Liang glanced at the safe, casually flipped through the medical records next to the bookshelf, and fell into deep thought.

The medical record is quite strange, it records the corresponding combination of some English letters and numbers, which seems to hide some kind of law.

Zhou Xiangwan's first thought was not that the password was wrong, but that the safe was broken. He reached out and slapped the safe, saying, "Generally speaking, don't the keys of the safe light up? It must be broken." Tsk, smash it and forget it." Saying that, Zhou Xiangwan slapped the safe down, only to find that the safe was welded to the cabinet, and he was about to smash the cabinet as well.

"All passwords have a parent." Wu Liang stopped Zhou Xiangwan, pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry. 3018,1830, [-], is the first password, and you need to use this to solve the other one. Zhou Xiangwan, Leave me alone."

Wu Liang was lost in thought, and just as he had some idea, Zhou Xiangwan turned on the light casually.

As soon as Wu Liang lowered his head, he met the ferocious face of the zombie dummy on the bed. The picture of Kun Chiyan caught off guard and swept all his thoughts. Wu Liang caught his breath, threw the medical record on the zombie's face with a bang, and backed away again and again.

"Hey, it's okay, it's all fake," Zhou Xiangwan hurriedly supported him, "But Qian Meng was indeed assassinated here."

"Sorry," Wu Liang calmed down quickly, broke free from Zhou Xiangwan's arms, and took back the medical records, "I still need a little time."

Listening to the roar outside, Wu Liang's mind was filled with classic images of various thrillers, and Du Feng's face appeared again, his thoughts were wandering, and he couldn't help frowning irritably.

Zhou Xiangwan laughed and said, "Has your IQ been sealed? You coward."

As Zhou Xiangwan said, he pulled Wu Liang over and made him stand at a 90-degree angle between the bookshelf and the wall. He stood in front of him, and said, "Come on, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Wu Liang looked up at Zhou Xiangwan, quite speechless.

"Don't stare at my face, you'll be blinded by me."

So Wu Liang lowered his head silently.

Zhou Xiangwan felt disappointed and dissatisfied again, pinched Wu Liang's chin and raised his head, "I reluctantly allow you to look at me, but you are not allowed to look at my acne."

Wu Liang: "...Young Master Zhou, please let me go. Let me be quiet."

Zhou Xiangwan stared at the cipher master and pretended to be thinking, but his body was honestly attracted by the mirror. He looked at the mirror, left and right, thinking why am I so good-looking?

Wu Liang was disturbed by Zhou Xiangwan, his thoughts calmed down unknowingly, the letters and numbers were arranged in front of his eyes, and he murmured: "30 is e, 1818 is y. Eye, what do you mean?"

"Is there a funny program in China called 1818 Golden Eye? Have you watched it?"

Wu Liang: "This...should have nothing to do with us."

Zhou Xiangwan tilted his head slightly, and suddenly saw in the mirror, Mona Lisa smiling mysteriously at him.

He suddenly discovered that this mirror was not quite right.

--Too high!

Even his 1.9-meter one has to stand on tiptoe a little bit to take a picture of his entire face, so who can take a picture of this mirror?

"It's Mona Lisa's eyes!" Zhou Xiangwan walked over, raised his hand, touched the slight protrusion in Mona Lisa's eyes, stretched out his finger and pressed it, and poked her eyes out with a puff. made a hole.

"It's empty inside."

With a sound of beeps, a beam of red light was reflected from her eyes, reflected by the mirror, and then shone on the calendar again. The red dot happened to be on the number "15".

Zhou Xiangwan hastily poked another eye, this time it was the number "28".

Wu Liang pressed the number 1528 on the safe, but it didn't open.Zhou Xiangwan blew into his hand, and said, "I'll lend you a breath of fairy air, and open it again."

Wu Liang tapped four more times——2815.

The two stared at the safe with bated breaths, only to hear a beep, and the safe bounced open—open!

finally!At that moment, even if Zhou Xiangwan had listened to all the famous concerts, he felt that the sound of the safe being opened was too pleasing to the ear, so pleasing to the ear!

Zhou Xiangwan hadn't felt such pure happiness for a long time, and couldn't help but hug Wu Liang around for a while.

Wu Liang: "Zhou Xiangwan!!!"

Wu Liang's words had just fallen, and a passionate music came from the distance, and he answered titers. The rhythm penetrating power was extremely strong, and Wangba rushed with an irresistible Wangba.