Miscellaneous Talks About Conjectures

"This world is wrong!" The warm liquid splashed on the man's face. Yan Yi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw. It was gray on Wednesday and he had a day of classes. Yan Yi walked down the street in a daze. The street lights flickered and passers-by walked forward with their heads lowered. Yan Ze suddenly felt bored. Suddenly, a man grabbed Yan Yi's shoulder and said, "This world is wrong!" Before Yan Yi could react, the man showed an extremely painful expression, his facial features were extremely distorted, his body was twisting and swelling... "Bang" The man exploded. Blood splashed on Yan Yi's body. He touched his face in disbelief. The blood on his hands was still warm with a fishy smell. He looked around. Passers-by didn't seem to notice such a big movement and kept walking forward with their heads lowered. Yan Yi stood there blankly: "Please! This must be a dream!" When he walked to the street lamp, Yan Yi's eyes were still straight and his mind was blank. "Yan Yi!" He lowered his head, and a green shadow appeared in front of his eyes. "I didn't expect to meet you here!" She looked at Yan with a smile. "I am Luo Zhubu. The green shadow in the class next to you gradually became clearer. The girl looked at him curiously with her eyes. Luo Zhubu, Yan Yi's classmate in the next class. Yan Yi had just collaborated with her in the debate this afternoon. "Ah, yes, I remember you," the two started talking. "Is there something on my face?" Yan Yi suddenly asked. "Ah?" Luo Zhubu frowned: "No, what's wrong?" "Oh, it's okay." It seems that others can't really see the blood on my face, Yan Yi thought Next, Yan Yi didn't know what Luo Zhubu said. Unknowingly, when he arrived at the door of the house, Yan Yi stopped and said, "Ah, I'll see you tomorrow." "Wait a minute." Yan Yi's eyes were shining in the dark. "Tell me, who made the rules?" "Ah?" Before Luo Zhubu could react, the wind blew through the parasol trees and the fallen leaves swept the man away. He stepped on the golden ground and walked deeper into the community. In the auditorium of Chongwen No. 1 High School in N City, the principal was giving a speech to the freshmen. Xia Mujin and Ke Yi were talking, "There are too many rules in this school." "You can't do anything. When I was in junior high school in the UK, I could enter the library with a card, but here I still have to submit an application." "Ah, look, how did that man fly over!" Ke Yi followed Xia Mujin's fingers and looked over. The slender man was running towards the principal at high speed. The middle-aged man stopped his speech and looked at this man in astonishment. "Isn't that Yan Yi?" "Yan Yi, how could it be him?" Xia Mujin widened her eyes in confusion. An even more bizarre thing happened. Yan He grabbed the principal's microphone, used his voice, and began his speech: "We should not be bound by rules. The trajectory of the world has been disrupted!" "Didi" A strange sound came from the ears of the four people. Then, everything stopped and a darkness swept over them. "Welcome to the world that has not yet arrived. You must have understood the holes in the world you live in. Travel around the twenty-eight worlds, find the twenty-eight secret copper keys, open the door, and change the rules of this world." When the white light shines, the four people gradually disappear from the world. "Task 1, investigate the death of the painter, period: 30 days When the light comes again, someone opens their eyes. Sonnet on canvas, O weeping watchman, please do not go gentle into that good night. Intent: When someone's consciousness begins to awaken, rules no longer serve as so-called shackles to bind human beings...