*Mutual attack
[The lazy and casual straight man who is a little sick prays together. The Riddler, who is also a little sick, is cold and silent and the straight man is wise.]
Please enjoy the conversation between two humans and machines——
40°summer
Praying in unison but wearing a vest and trousers: "Sheng Ming, why are you here?"
Shengming wears a jacket and shorts: "It's hot, come out for a walk."
Praying in unison: "Oh, really?
Going to blow the air conditioner? "
Shengming: "No, it's cool outside."
Pray in unison: "Okay, goodbye."
Shengming: "Goodbye."
Praying together but having just experienced a strange incident: "Why are you here?"
Shengming suddenly appeared: "I don't know."
Pray in unison: "Oh."
After walking the same road several times
Praying in unison: "Are we encountering a ghost hitting the wall?"
Shengming: "Yeah."
They prayed in unison: "We can't go out today, but we can build a floor in the school."
Shengming: "Okay."
Praying together, "I wonder if the study desk will be too hard..."
I'm dead.
It seems that he is not dead.
Or rather.
The person who died was not me.
Or rather.
It's just a dream.
[Campus happy suspense]
Intent: medium to long novel
