Why Is My Daily Life so Abstract?

You mean, I'm actually the one wearing it every day? " He Mingheng looked at the forum where Sun Xiaochuan had received a yellow card and replied to Zhang Haonan who was sitting on the golden toilet without raising his head. "To be precise, it's 'passive quick travel'. "Zhang Haonan raised her orchid fingers and adjusted the lace edge of her maid uniform, "Every morning at midnight, the world is refreshed on time. Yesterday I was the brother who was hit by a motorcycle, today I am a cross-dressing boss, and tomorrow -" he lowered his false voice mysteriously, "the forum administrator told me that I might become a magical girl. " He Mingheng was scrolling through the posts boringly, trying to cultivate his tolerance. He, an ordinary high school sophomore, is experiencing a cosmic bug: The teaching building can be switched randomly every Monday. The head teacher's wig has an independent personality and has passed CET-6 Good brother Zhang Yujian broke the horizontal bar with his chest muscles this morning, and was later confessed to by the school beauty - because the school beauty became a fitness equipment collector And he himself, He Mingheng, seemed to be chased by the original archived memory. Until he found an anonymous post on the forum: "Every night at 11:59, the observer's tears will condense into a code that refreshes the world. " At the same time, Zhang Haonan stood up from the golden toilet and instantly became an evil god, then exposed his strong biceps under his skirt. By the way, Hengzi," he suddenly said in a rich original voice, "Yu Jian said that he had a bug when he refreshed this morning, and now half of his body is in the world of cultivating immortals and the other half is in the cafeteria grabbing sauce-flavored pancakes. " "So, the daily lives of the three of us are actually the rough draft of the universe?" "No, I think it's a sequel made up by the author."