Following the excited Yuan Mengmeng into the elevator, Zhang Ke originally wanted to press the button for the 25th floor and go directly to the botanical garden on the roof, but for some reason, he seemed to be caught by something.
When he reacted, his finger had already lightly clicked on the button on the 12th floor.
"Huh? What's the matter? Do you want to go to the 12th floor first?" Yuan Mengmeng asked a little strangely, "Didn't you agree to go to the top of the building first? Even if you want to find your professor first, you can't do it here.
Floor."
"Ah? Uh? I..." Zhang Ke finally came to his senses. His eyes became clear after a moment of confusion, but he felt increasingly confused inside.
What on earth is going on? Am I hallucinating before my eyes? What I was thinking about a second ago was to press the button leading to the roof.
Besides, there's such a huge difference between 12 and 25, so it's impossible to see it wrong. The look in his eyes must be so different.
Although my mental state has not been particularly stable recently, and I once fainted halfway when I was looking for a Shanghai flower bar, this kind of misdirection has never happened before.
Although to ordinary people, this innocuous mistake is just a small detail that is not worth noting, but for the sensitive Zhang Ke, he vaguely sensed that this might not be a coincidence.
"It's okay, just press 25 again -"
Yuan Mengmeng stood on tiptoes and wanted to press the 25 button at the top, but because she was too short, it was really difficult for her and she was almost ready to jump up.
"Let me press it..." Zhang Ke shook his head, raised his hand and pressed 25 again with his fingertips - this time, no strange phenomena occurred. He completed this action very smoothly and did not press the wrong key again.
of what.
"Really, which construction company is responsible for this elevator? Why are the buttons so difficult to press? There are obviously more than 20 floors, but they are still arranged vertically in a row. If they are divided into two columns, it will be easier to press.
Already."
After hearing Yuan Mengmeng's complaint, Zhang Ke realized that - indeed, this elevator button is a bit weird. There are obviously more than 20 buttons, but it only has one vertical row, with buttons from the 1st to the 25th floor going down.
Arranged upward, this causes the buttons facing upward on the 20th floor to be located very high.
For men of normal height, they have to fully extend their arms and even stand on tiptoes to reach them. For women with petite stature, it is almost impossible to reach the high buttons without jumping up.
But because the overall height of the elevator is limited after all, each button is made very flat, not like a common square or prototype button, but a wide and flat rectangle.
Such a slender and isolated row of buttons on the right side of the elevator door looks quite inconsistent, reminiscent of a centipede lying on the wall.
Obviously, normally, so many buttons can be made into two rows, with more than a dozen buttons in one row, which just meets the needs, and the appearance will not look too weird or difficult to reach.
But the designer of this elevator chose such a button that is neither beautiful nor practical, and has no special purpose. It seems to exist just to distract people. I don’t know how the school agreed. Is it possible 20
Are all the people on the top floor tall?
While they were thinking about it, the elevator had already reached the 12th floor. Since the button that had been pressed could not be canceled, the two had to wait for the door to open. Then Yuan Mengmeng was ready to press the door close button to let the elevator rise again.
"Huh? Where is the close button?"
Suddenly, Yuan Mengmeng's question turned Zhang Ke's eyes back to the elevator button interface panel in front of him.
She was right. No wonder she felt that something was missing before. It turned out that in addition to the 25 digital buttons in the elevator, there were only three left for unknown purposes, but they were all painted in bright colors. It seemed that
It is similar to an emergency communication button.
However, the common door opening and closing buttons are all missing - no, it should be said that there is no space left for them at all, because the row is already full. Even if you want to add two buttons, you can't insert them.
"What a weird elevator." Yuan Mengmeng complained, "Don't students and teachers usually protest? By the way, when you were still studying, the elevators here were obviously normal. I have been here several times and there was no problem.
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"...It's very strange." Zhang Ke frowned. He suddenly felt that today's trip to his alma mater might not be as simple as just relaxing and having fun.
"Forget it, let's wait until the elevator door closes by itself."
Yuan Mengmeng sighed and looked at the corridor on the 12th floor outside the door - it was nothing special, it was just like the decoration on every floor in this century-old Shuren building, with off-white floor tiles, white fluorescent lamps, and corridors.
There were several potted eight-treasure trees on both sides, and almost no one walked around.
Although the waiting time was not long, Zhang Ke felt that he could not press the door-closing button and could only wait for the door to close naturally. It seemed to be a very long and difficult process that made people want to use both hands.
Physically force the door shut.
Finally, the two doors were about to close, but at this moment, there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the door, and they were getting closer and closer, obviously heading here.
"Oh, I finally caught up - I almost had to wait for another round."
A man with extremely fair skin and black and gold hair stepped into the gap between the two doors. The elevator door sensed someone coming in and quickly reopened on both sides, allowing the person to completely enter the elevator car.
For some reason, the moment he saw that person - no, even before Zhang Ke could see the other person clearly, just hearing those words, he suddenly felt a burst of anger welling up in his heart, and he almost...
Unable to restrain himself, he would punch the opponent out.
"Who are you……?"
In stark contrast to the emotion in his heart, the man raised his head and looked at Zhang Ke's face. He was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively:
"Are you Zhang Ke, who was in the same class as me? Although we haven't seen each other for several years, I probably didn't recognize the wrong person!"
At this time, Zhang Kecai noticed that although most of the other person's face was very Chinese, or at least Asian, the bridge of his nose, cheekbones and the color of his glasses still had some European traces.
It is this mixed-race gene that makes him look extremely handsome. With his fair skin, he is probably also a killer of girls.
However, Zhang Ke obviously didn't remember who he was, and he didn't want to cause trouble. Especially the indescribable anger in his heart made him feel for no reason that this was not a good thing.