48 Hours a Day

It was said that when Chen Fan's parents gave him this name, they hoped that he would be as brave as a sail on the sea.

However, Chen Fan felt that he did not fit the name at all. He felt that he should be called Chen Fan. In the first 16 years of his life, he had always been ordinary. He had been studying all the way from kindergarten to junior high school, he was the most ordinary child in the class. His grades were neither good nor bad, and his grades were lower than average in the class.

He was not one of the most promising students that the teachers praised every day, but he was not so bad that he had to be invited to be a parent every three days. Naturally, he did not degenerate into the kind of person who would fight all day long and talk about brotherhood, he was a delinquent who was considered handsome by many young girls and was able to secrete hormones.

In addition, he did not have any outstanding sports or talent programs. His appearance was even more ordinary. He felt like a passerby in an anime that was purely used to make up the numbers, moreover, when the artist wanted to slack off or the production team did not have enough funds, he did not even bother to draw his facial features. He directly placed a whiteboard there to fool the audience and even glorified it as the stream of consciousness. (here, I'll name a few of the original Bangyan Supervisors.)

Other than that, the most important thing was that Chen fan felt that he had never been brave since he was young, especially after what happened a few days ago.

After he entered high school, his days were almost the same as before. Although he had changed to a new school and a new batch of classmates and teachers, he still conscientiously played the role of a passerby, in order to make himself look more sociable, he tried his best to echo every word of the people around him, even if his heart did not think so.

He talked about the same sports games as everyone else, pretended to be a fan of a popular team, even if he did not like that team, and talked excitedly about which female character in the movie anime had bigger breasts, listening to the strange laughter of the boys around him, even though he felt that it wasn't very polite.

Every time they talked about something similar, he would nervously glance at the short-haired girl across the table, afraid that she would hear his words and be disappointed with him.

But in fact, Chen Fan himself also knew that the short-haired girl didn't care about what he said, just like how the female lead in an anime wouldn't care if the passerby who happened to be in the same frame as him had facial features.

However, perhaps every little transparent who was bitterly in love with him had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He felt that as long as he did not open his mouth to say those four words and was not explicitly rejected by the other party, then there was still a possibility.., therefore, even if the three paths were broken and the hero was on time, and the entire base was left with only a single crystal, he would still stubbornly refuse to Type GG in the chat bar.

Sometimes, Chen fan would also feel that he was really stupid for being so neither up nor down. He thought that he might as well make up his mind and take a big gamble and confess tomorrow. Regardless of success or failure, he would at least be able to get a result, even if he died, he would still die clearly. Moreover, wasn't there still a one in ten thousand chance of survival?

However, he had prepared a love letter, rehearsed the words he wanted to say in front of the mirror countless times, and even thought of how to make the other party stay after school. However, he still did not have the courage to take that final step.

Every time things came to a head, he would tell himself that he would go tomorrow, because for passersby, tomorrow would always be the best time. However, from junior high school to high school, and then when he went to college.., the tomorrow that he had been waiting for would never come..

Chen fan felt that he and courage really seemed to be cut off from each other. His parents had given him this name in vain.

Recently, a novel called "My day has 48 hours"had become popular in his class. In order to blend in with the group, Chen Fan had also read it. Initially, he had only opened it with the thought that he could speak the same language as everyone else, however, Chen Fan was surprised to find that he did not hate this novel.

He really liked the strange stories in the novel. He liked the protagonist of the novel, the boy named Zhang Heng. The other party was completely different from him. He was always calm and filled with courage, no matter how much danger was ahead, even if he was forced into a desperate situation, that courage would not disappear. He was as handsome as a hero.

Zhang Heng was the kind of person that Chen fan had always hoped to become. He was mature and reliable. He did not even need light or heat, because he could shine by himself!

There were still ten minutes before the teacher on stage could finish the last class and announce the end of school. Chen fan was bored to death and used an automatic pencil to draw some messy lines on his notebook, pretending to be taking notes, but in fact, his thoughts had already drifted to three days ago.

That day, it was their group's turn to be on duty. Chen fan, the good guy and a passerby, was the last one to leave that day. He even wrote some homework in the empty classroom for a while. He originally planned to take the bus directly, but when he reached downstairs, he suddenly thought of something and decided to go to the toilet before leaving.

And that was also the most regretful thing in Chen Fan's life. If possible, he was willing to pay any price to change that stupid decision.

That day, Chen Fan had already gone downstairs, so he went to the public toilet next to the playground. It had just been repaired, and it had a grand design. There were two floors in total. The women's toilet was on, and the men's toilet was on the ground floor, it was once nicknamed the Little Potala Palace.

Of course, the girls in the school actually didn't like this toilet very much. Although it reduced the risk of being peeked at, they still had to climb the stairs every time they went to the toilet. In the eyes of the school's leaders, they probably thought that young people like them were full of vitality, they probably didn't care about this little bit of road, but in reality, for young people, staying up late was fine. Climbing the stairs even a few more steps might kill them.

Chen fan was thinking about the short-haired girl all the way. Thinking about how she had talked to the male class monitor a few more times today, Chen fan had suspected that there was something going on between the two of them, because the short-haired girl and the male class monitor talked more than she talked to the other boys combined, but Chen fan comforted himself that one of them was the school committee, and the other was the class monitor. It was normal for them to talk about work matters.

It was precisely because of his absent-mindedness that he did not notice anything unusual when he passed by the basketball court. There were obviously fewer people playing basketball than usual, and he seemed a little absent-minded. Moreover, one of the basketball racks was empty, one had to know that this was not an easy scene to see in a high school where there was a possibility of fighting over the basketball rack.

Unfortunately, Chen Fan was not very athletic. He did not usually play basketball. At most, he would run errands to buy water and gas for everyone during the class match. Therefore, he did not notice the abnormality on the basketball court.

It was not until he walked to the toilet that he noticed two senior boys standing by the sink. One of them looked fierce and said to him, "Hey, go somewhere else."