Chapter 55
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The fierce battle exhausted all the people, but it also left the brain with no spare energy to think wildly. The eight little friends in class 1 cleaned up as quickly as possible, covered with the warm clothes seized from the express delivery point, and fell asleep in the warmth of long absence.
A night's sleep, no dream of dawn.
The next day, my friends woke up in the warm rice fragrance. The fragrance is quiet and cool at first, but after a long time, it has a mellow and long aftertaste. It is so kind that it makes people feel like they are lying on their own bed in the bedroom, bathing in the sunshine outside the window, and salivating for the mother's porridge in the kitchen.
Seven people opened their eyes one after another, a water of stainless steel table, stove, pots and pans, with their own cold luster to pull them back to reality.
The only one who can neutralize the chill is Lin Dilei, who is standing in front of the kitchen not far away.
Hum, lively and lovely, with a spoon in the ear.
The original woollen coat had been replaced, and she had been wearing a down jacket with a hairy hat for a while. Her uneven short hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing her white face. In the light and shadow of the blinds, it was so beautiful.
Seven male students sit up one after another, the floor space is limited, no one moves, so at this moment is a line-up, shoulder to shoulder look at the collective shape.
"It's nice to have a girl..." Luo Geng's eyes are bright and his heart is full of energy.
Zhou Tongyi, who always takes the route of petty bourgeois sentiment, has long been disgusted with him: "don't be a sex wolf all day long. Just like you, I'm a small mine and I don't care about you. "
"What I say is from my heart. How can it be obscene?" Luo Geng's face was puzzled, and his eyes were upright and innocent. "There was a girl in the team, who looked good, warmed her stomach, and always smelled like flowers in the room. I'll give you two compliments from the bottom of my heart
"Ah, I found that when I met with a small mine, your language ability improved by leaps and bounds." Where is the bustling josch with a barrage strong insertion, "I admit that small mines are really good, but you can't blow us brothers just to praise her. What do you mean, it's good to have a girl. How sad you make my brothers. "
Luo Geng's expression was tangled. He seemed to want to explain to Qiao Siqi, but he didn't know how to organize the language.
"What he means is that a girl feels more at home." Wang Qingyuan understood the spirit of Luo Geng and spoke for him.
Josh frowned: "all boys don't feel at home?"
"You can try," Wang Qingyuan shrugged, chin toward the direction of Lin Deli gently, "imagine now there is not Lin Deli porridge, but Zhao he."
Josch: "and
Wang Qingyuan: "hum a tune, twist your waist, smile on your lips, and look gentle."
Others: "I'm not sure."
Wang Qingyuan: "how do you feel?"
All comrades in arms: "protect small mines to the death!"
Second floor, Korean kitchen.
Zhao he: "a Xiao -"
Huang Mo: "have you caught a cold?"
Zhao he: "no, my nose suddenly itches."
Feng Qibai: "someone missed you."
Zhao he Ha ha. "
Wu Zhou: "Oh, your sister, I asked you to borrow a mask downstairs. It's all in the pot when you sneeze
Zhao he: "you can do it, you go up!"
Wu Zhou: "my dish name is Jielong and I didn't lose."
Zhao he: "have the ability to bear to break the wrist!"
Fu Xiyuan: "brother, if you have time to make a noise, you should stir the porridge more. I smell like it has a paste flavor."
He Zhi asks: "put green onion can go to paste taste."
Zhao he: "there are no onions. How about hot cabbage? "
Huang Mo goes to the window and looks into the distance quietly in the morning light. When the male students volunteer to share the hard work of the kitchen for you, but finally choose the executor by duel, you should know that a disaster is coming.
On the 20th day of the outbreak of the corpse tide, the friends of the wusheng class all cooked porridge in the early morning, the white rice upstairs and the eight treasures downstairs - it was Laba Festival.
Lost the signal of the mobile phone, the only is still moving forward, update only time and calendar.
The disorderly work and rest in the daytime and at night, and the horrible environment full of unrealistic feelings from the outside world, are all blurring the five senses of the friends. It seems that they have drifted into the air unconsciously. Only when they see the exact changing date, can their trance mind be steadfast.
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhao he, Wu Zhou, Feng Qibai and he Zhiwen arrived as promised.
Song Fei, Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi downstairs have also been equipped.
The time of departure for gewulou is tonight.
Although I just went to the express delivery point yesterday, I had another fight after I came back, but my friends didn't want to wait any longer. In other words, the objective environment does not allow them to take a long-term view. In this kind of survival war, which may have sudden situation or even death at any time, time is life.Eight men were fully armed, with masks, goggles, weapons, and backpacks - Zhao he, when they escaped from the dormitory, also carried schoolbags.
If there's anything in the back kitchen warehouse on the first floor that pleases my friends most, it's all kinds of tins - canned luncheon meat, canned lobster sauce and mud carp, canned braised pork and so on. Each kind of tins is calculated by case. Compared with other foods that need to be cooked, canned food, which is the smallest in volume, the highest in density and the most convenient to carry and eat, is naturally a must for long-distance expeditions.
In addition, Lin Deli also baked some cakes. It's also easy to store and hungry. Although it's a little choky, it may cost more water.
"In fact, if it goes well, one can come back for two nights at most, maybe one night is OK," said Song Fei, who was forced to pack his backpack full of eight points. He was a little sad. "There's no need to pack so many."
Lin Dilei insisted: "be prepared for no danger."
Song Fei has no choice but to compromise, but: "I hope I can't use it."
If we can't come back until we run out of grain reserves, it's really a lesson from the West.
But if the reserves run out, they haven't come back yet
Shaking his head hard to get rid of the bad idea, Song Fei retreated to the team of seven and said to the remaining four friends, "wait for the news of our victory."
"Whether you can find the radio or not," Wang Qingyuan said, "please come back."
Song Feiding looked at him and suddenly grinned: "but it's better to find it?"
Wang light yuan returns him a smile, rare mischievous: "certainly."
The north wind is cold and the night is cold.
The empty campus was horribly quiet. No matter the main road or the small road, there is no one in sight. Only the street lamp is on silently, but it's even more strange. It seems that all the people have evaporated in an instant, leaving only the empty road, the quiet building and the colder air.
Eight people carefully hide in the shadow of the street lamp, along the road to the East, toward the courtyard building area at a constant speed.
From the canteen to the Gewu building, there are basically no paths. They are all smooth and wide asphalt roads. The difference between different roads is that they either pass the main entrance of the Department building or the back of the Department building. Anyway, they have to go through Luban building, Yixin building, Qiushi building and other department buildings to get to the innermost Gewu building.
The disadvantage of the wide asphalt road is that it is not easy to hide. Fortunately, there are big trees planted on both sides of the road. Although the leaves have fallen out, a thick trunk is only a few meters away, which still gives the friends some psychological security, so they stick to the trees and move forward.
It's just that you can't get to the target area, let alone the Gewu building. Even the nearest Yixin building is far away. It's really tiring.
The only consolation for my friends is that they didn't meet any zombies all the way.
But people are so strange, the more they don't meet each other, the more they feel uneasy -
"you say," josch kept his voice very low, almost leaving only breath, "where are they hidden?"
"In the building," answered Zhou Yi, "just like those in the canteen, when it's cold outside, hide in the building."
Johns felt a huge shadow in his heart: "according to you, isn't there a sea of zombies over there?"
"Very likely."
“……” Josch felt a little bit stuck.
"It's a knife to stretch one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head. I want to plunge into this sea as soon as possible." Song Fei said, and frowned involuntarily, half make complaints about it. "Why didn't you feel this way so long ago?" I remember it wasn't long since I came from the dormitory. "
Qi Yan's tone is light and slow: "you rush to the last second before the bell rings. You don't feel that the distance is reasonable."
Song Fei suddenly realized: "it turns out that Have I explained it with you? "
Qi Yan unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, full of joy.
Song Fei was tucked up by Tucao, but make complaints about it. He did not say anything wrong. He really could sleep a minute longer than he would have done for a second. Even the dean's class was equally discriminating. Later, Qi Yan didn't know where he came from. It turned out that he was not only perfunctory about elective courses, but also plain about compulsory courses. Therefore, he didn't know how many times he had met him just to correct his attitude towards learning.
At first, Qi Yan may really want to be nice to him. Later, he may find that it is useless, but it's all for the sake of hatred. Anyway, rotten wood can't be carved. It's better to let the bad air out.
In the past, Song Fei thought that Qi Yan was just finding fault.
But now he understands that it's a kind of anger that you can't make the most of your wasted time.
"You're right..."
The sincere words suddenly let Qi Yan think that he appeared auditory hallucination, and asked uncertainly: "hmm?"
"You're right, I shouldn't muddle along like that," he said
Qi Yan black line: "if I remember correctly, the last time I said this, it seems that I have to go back to summer."Song Fei: "the truth is too profound, you have to give me time to understand."
Qi Yan: "I'm not sure."
Qi Yan didn't know what happened to Song Fei. He didn't want to look up. He found a banner between the trees on the left side of the road, with white characters on the red background. There was a road to the mountain of books, and he had no end of learning.
This kind of publicity banners can be seen everywhere in the campus, aiming at creating a healthy and upward campus spiritual civilization.
Did you see this?
Qi Yan pursed his lips and rejected the inference that this banner has been hanging here for 800 years. It has been exposed to the sun and rain, faded and shrunk. It's really not like it can stir people's hearts.
But Song Fei is really introspecting.
, and he was still open enough to make complaints about it when he knew it was most likely to be tucking away.
In contrast, the sarcasm just now seems to be nothing.
Lack of the ability to bring happiness to your lover. 】
[in short, you don't respect him. 】
what Wang Qingyuan said suddenly flashed out in Qi Yan's mind.
Although the other side made it very clear at that time, it is not until now that Qi Yan has really tasted it.
The rear.
Zhao he: "what are you talking about?"
Wu Zhou: "can't hear clearly."
Feng Qibai: "it seems that zombies are hiding in the building, and Song Fei seems to be talking about the memories of summer with Qi Yan?"
He Zhi asked: "summer? They've known each other before? "
Feng Qibai: "who knows."
Zhao he: "their class is really strange."
Wu Zhou: "I won't be surprised at what happened in his class from the moment Li smashed the pot."
He Zhi asked, "Li whale."
Wu Zhou: "hmm?"
He Zhi asked, "his name is Li whale."
Wu Zhou: "you see, I don't feel it when I hear such a strange name now."
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The fierce battle exhausted all the people, but it also left the brain with no spare energy to think wildly. The eight little friends in class 1 cleaned up as quickly as possible, covered with the warm clothes seized from the express delivery point, and fell asleep in the warmth of long absence.
A night's sleep, no dream of dawn.
The next day, my friends woke up in the warm rice fragrance. The fragrance is quiet and cool at first, but after a long time, it has a mellow and long aftertaste. It is so kind that it makes people feel like they are lying on their own bed in the bedroom, bathing in the sunshine outside the window, and salivating for the mother's porridge in the kitchen.
Seven people opened their eyes one after another, a water of stainless steel table, stove, pots and pans, with their own cold luster to pull them back to reality.
The only one who can neutralize the chill is Lin Dilei, who is standing in front of the kitchen not far away.
Hum, lively and lovely, with a spoon in the ear.
The original woollen coat had been replaced, and she had been wearing a down jacket with a hairy hat for a while. Her uneven short hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing her white face. In the light and shadow of the blinds, it was so beautiful.
Seven male students sit up one after another, the floor space is limited, no one moves, so at this moment is a line-up, shoulder to shoulder look at the collective shape.
"It's nice to have a girl..." Luo Geng's eyes are bright and his heart is full of energy.
Zhou Tongyi, who always takes the route of petty bourgeois sentiment, has long been disgusted with him: "don't be a sex wolf all day long. Just like you, I'm a small mine and I don't care about you. "
"What I say is from my heart. How can it be obscene?" Luo Geng's face was puzzled, and his eyes were upright and innocent. "There was a girl in the team, who looked good, warmed her stomach, and always smelled like flowers in the room. I'll give you two compliments from the bottom of my heart
"Ah, I found that when I met with a small mine, your language ability improved by leaps and bounds." Where is the bustling josch with a barrage strong insertion, "I admit that small mines are really good, but you can't blow us brothers just to praise her. What do you mean, it's good to have a girl. How sad you make my brothers. "
Luo Geng's expression was tangled. He seemed to want to explain to Qiao Siqi, but he didn't know how to organize the language.
"What he means is that a girl feels more at home." Wang Qingyuan understood the spirit of Luo Geng and spoke for him.
Josh frowned: "all boys don't feel at home?"
"You can try," Wang Qingyuan shrugged, chin toward the direction of Lin Deli gently, "imagine now there is not Lin Deli porridge, but Zhao he."
Josch: "and
Wang Qingyuan: "hum a tune, twist your waist, smile on your lips, and look gentle."
Others: "I'm not sure."
Wang Qingyuan: "how do you feel?"
All comrades in arms: "protect small mines to the death!"
Second floor, Korean kitchen.
Zhao he: "a Xiao -"
Huang Mo: "have you caught a cold?"
Zhao he: "no, my nose suddenly itches."
Feng Qibai: "someone missed you."
Zhao he Ha ha. "
Wu Zhou: "Oh, your sister, I asked you to borrow a mask downstairs. It's all in the pot when you sneeze
Zhao he: "you can do it, you go up!"
Wu Zhou: "my dish name is Jielong and I didn't lose."
Zhao he: "have the ability to bear to break the wrist!"
Fu Xiyuan: "brother, if you have time to make a noise, you should stir the porridge more. I smell like it has a paste flavor."
He Zhi asks: "put green onion can go to paste taste."
Zhao he: "there are no onions. How about hot cabbage? "
Huang Mo goes to the window and looks into the distance quietly in the morning light. When the male students volunteer to share the hard work of the kitchen for you, but finally choose the executor by duel, you should know that a disaster is coming.
On the 20th day of the outbreak of the corpse tide, the friends of the wusheng class all cooked porridge in the early morning, the white rice upstairs and the eight treasures downstairs - it was Laba Festival.
Lost the signal of the mobile phone, the only is still moving forward, update only time and calendar.
The disorderly work and rest in the daytime and at night, and the horrible environment full of unrealistic feelings from the outside world, are all blurring the five senses of the friends. It seems that they have drifted into the air unconsciously. Only when they see the exact changing date, can their trance mind be steadfast.
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhao he, Wu Zhou, Feng Qibai and he Zhiwen arrived as promised.
Song Fei, Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi downstairs have also been equipped.
The time of departure for gewulou is tonight.
Although I just went to the express delivery point yesterday, I had another fight after I came back, but my friends didn't want to wait any longer. In other words, the objective environment does not allow them to take a long-term view. In this kind of survival war, which may have sudden situation or even death at any time, time is life.Eight men were fully armed, with masks, goggles, weapons, and backpacks - Zhao he, when they escaped from the dormitory, also carried schoolbags.
If there's anything in the back kitchen warehouse on the first floor that pleases my friends most, it's all kinds of tins - canned luncheon meat, canned lobster sauce and mud carp, canned braised pork and so on. Each kind of tins is calculated by case. Compared with other foods that need to be cooked, canned food, which is the smallest in volume, the highest in density and the most convenient to carry and eat, is naturally a must for long-distance expeditions.
In addition, Lin Deli also baked some cakes. It's also easy to store and hungry. Although it's a little choky, it may cost more water.
"In fact, if it goes well, one can come back for two nights at most, maybe one night is OK," said Song Fei, who was forced to pack his backpack full of eight points. He was a little sad. "There's no need to pack so many."
Lin Dilei insisted: "be prepared for no danger."
Song Fei has no choice but to compromise, but: "I hope I can't use it."
If we can't come back until we run out of grain reserves, it's really a lesson from the West.
But if the reserves run out, they haven't come back yet
Shaking his head hard to get rid of the bad idea, Song Fei retreated to the team of seven and said to the remaining four friends, "wait for the news of our victory."
"Whether you can find the radio or not," Wang Qingyuan said, "please come back."
Song Feiding looked at him and suddenly grinned: "but it's better to find it?"
Wang light yuan returns him a smile, rare mischievous: "certainly."
The north wind is cold and the night is cold.
The empty campus was horribly quiet. No matter the main road or the small road, there is no one in sight. Only the street lamp is on silently, but it's even more strange. It seems that all the people have evaporated in an instant, leaving only the empty road, the quiet building and the colder air.
Eight people carefully hide in the shadow of the street lamp, along the road to the East, toward the courtyard building area at a constant speed.
From the canteen to the Gewu building, there are basically no paths. They are all smooth and wide asphalt roads. The difference between different roads is that they either pass the main entrance of the Department building or the back of the Department building. Anyway, they have to go through Luban building, Yixin building, Qiushi building and other department buildings to get to the innermost Gewu building.
The disadvantage of the wide asphalt road is that it is not easy to hide. Fortunately, there are big trees planted on both sides of the road. Although the leaves have fallen out, a thick trunk is only a few meters away, which still gives the friends some psychological security, so they stick to the trees and move forward.
It's just that you can't get to the target area, let alone the Gewu building. Even the nearest Yixin building is far away. It's really tiring.
The only consolation for my friends is that they didn't meet any zombies all the way.
But people are so strange, the more they don't meet each other, the more they feel uneasy -
"you say," josch kept his voice very low, almost leaving only breath, "where are they hidden?"
"In the building," answered Zhou Yi, "just like those in the canteen, when it's cold outside, hide in the building."
Johns felt a huge shadow in his heart: "according to you, isn't there a sea of zombies over there?"
"Very likely."
“……” Josch felt a little bit stuck.
"It's a knife to stretch one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head. I want to plunge into this sea as soon as possible." Song Fei said, and frowned involuntarily, half make complaints about it. "Why didn't you feel this way so long ago?" I remember it wasn't long since I came from the dormitory. "
Qi Yan's tone is light and slow: "you rush to the last second before the bell rings. You don't feel that the distance is reasonable."
Song Fei suddenly realized: "it turns out that Have I explained it with you? "
Qi Yan unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, full of joy.
Song Fei was tucked up by Tucao, but make complaints about it. He did not say anything wrong. He really could sleep a minute longer than he would have done for a second. Even the dean's class was equally discriminating. Later, Qi Yan didn't know where he came from. It turned out that he was not only perfunctory about elective courses, but also plain about compulsory courses. Therefore, he didn't know how many times he had met him just to correct his attitude towards learning.
At first, Qi Yan may really want to be nice to him. Later, he may find that it is useless, but it's all for the sake of hatred. Anyway, rotten wood can't be carved. It's better to let the bad air out.
In the past, Song Fei thought that Qi Yan was just finding fault.
But now he understands that it's a kind of anger that you can't make the most of your wasted time.
"You're right..."
The sincere words suddenly let Qi Yan think that he appeared auditory hallucination, and asked uncertainly: "hmm?"
"You're right, I shouldn't muddle along like that," he said
Qi Yan black line: "if I remember correctly, the last time I said this, it seems that I have to go back to summer."Song Fei: "the truth is too profound, you have to give me time to understand."
Qi Yan: "I'm not sure."
Qi Yan didn't know what happened to Song Fei. He didn't want to look up. He found a banner between the trees on the left side of the road, with white characters on the red background. There was a road to the mountain of books, and he had no end of learning.
This kind of publicity banners can be seen everywhere in the campus, aiming at creating a healthy and upward campus spiritual civilization.
Did you see this?
Qi Yan pursed his lips and rejected the inference that this banner has been hanging here for 800 years. It has been exposed to the sun and rain, faded and shrunk. It's really not like it can stir people's hearts.
But Song Fei is really introspecting.
, and he was still open enough to make complaints about it when he knew it was most likely to be tucking away.
In contrast, the sarcasm just now seems to be nothing.
Lack of the ability to bring happiness to your lover. 】
[in short, you don't respect him. 】
what Wang Qingyuan said suddenly flashed out in Qi Yan's mind.
Although the other side made it very clear at that time, it is not until now that Qi Yan has really tasted it.
The rear.
Zhao he: "what are you talking about?"
Wu Zhou: "can't hear clearly."
Feng Qibai: "it seems that zombies are hiding in the building, and Song Fei seems to be talking about the memories of summer with Qi Yan?"
He Zhi asked: "summer? They've known each other before? "
Feng Qibai: "who knows."
Zhao he: "their class is really strange."
Wu Zhou: "I won't be surprised at what happened in his class from the moment Li smashed the pot."
He Zhi asked, "Li whale."
Wu Zhou: "hmm?"
He Zhi asked, "his name is Li whale."
Wu Zhou: "you see, I don't feel it when I hear such a strange name now."
The fierce battle exhausted all the people, but it also left the brain with no spare energy to think wildly. The eight little friends in class 1 cleaned up as quickly as possible, covered with the warm clothes seized from the express delivery point, and fell asleep in the warmth of long absence. A night's sleep, no dream of dawn. The next day, my friends woke up in the warm rice fragrance. The fragrance is quiet and cool at first, but after a long time, it has a mellow and long aftertaste. It is so kind that it makes people feel like they are lying on their own bed in the bedroom, bathing in the sunshine outside the window, and salivating for the mother's porridge in the kitchen. Seven people opened their eyes one after another, a water of stainless steel table, stove, pots and pans, with their own cold luster to pull them back to reality. The only one who can neutralize the chill is Lin Dilei, who is standing in front of the kitchen not far away. Hum, lively and lovely, with a spoon in the ear. The original woollen coat had been replaced, and she had been wearing a down jacket with a hairy hat for a while. Her uneven short hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing her white face. In the light and shadow of the blinds, it was so beautiful. Seven male students sit up one after another, the floor space is limited, no one moves, so at this moment is a line-up, shoulder to shoulder look at the collective shape. "It's nice to have a girl..." Luo Geng's eyes are bright and his heart is full of energy. Zhou Tongyi, who always takes the route of petty bourgeois sentiment, has long been disgusted with him: "don't be a sex wolf all day long. Just like you, I'm a small mine and I don't care about you. " "What I say is from my heart. How can it be obscene?" Luo Geng's face was puzzled, and his eyes were upright and innocent. "There was a girl in the team, who looked good, warmed her stomach, and always smelled like flowers in the room. I'll give you two compliments from the bottom of my heart "Ah, I found that when I met with a small mine, your language ability improved by leaps and bounds." Where is the bustling josch with a barrage strong insertion, "I admit that small mines are really good, but you can't blow us brothers just to praise her. What do you mean, it's good to have a girl. How sad you make my brothers. " Luo Geng's expression was tangled. He seemed to want to explain to Qiao Siqi, but he didn't know how to organize the language. "What he means is that a girl feels more at home." Wang Qingyuan understood the spirit of Luo Geng and spoke for him. Josh frowned: "all boys don't feel at home?" "You can try," Wang Qingyuan shrugged, chin toward the direction of Lin Deli gently, "imagine now there is not Lin Deli porridge, but Zhao he." Josch: "and Wang Qingyuan: "hum a tune, twist your waist, smile on your lips, and look gentle." Others: "I'm not sure." Wang Qingyuan: "how do you feel?" All comrades in arms: "protect small mines to the death!" Second floor, Korean kitchen. Zhao he: "a Xiao -" Huang Mo: "have you caught a cold?" Zhao he: "no, my nose suddenly itches." Feng Qibai: "someone missed you." Zhao he Ha ha. " Wu Zhou: "Oh, your sister, I asked you to borrow a mask downstairs. It's all in the pot when you sneeze Zhao he: "you can do it, you go up!" Wu Zhou: "my dish name is Jielong and I didn't lose." Zhao he: "have the ability to bear to break the wrist!" Fu Xiyuan: "brother, if you have time to make a noise, you should stir the porridge more. I smell like it has a paste flavor." He Zhi asks: "put green onion can go to paste taste." Zhao he: "there are no onions. How about hot cabbage? " Huang Mo goes to the window and looks into the distance quietly in the morning light. When the male students volunteer to share the hard work of the kitchen for you, but finally choose the executor by duel, you should know that a disaster is coming. On the 20th day of the outbreak of the corpse tide, the friends of the wusheng class all cooked porridge in the early morning, the white rice upstairs and the eight treasures downstairs - it was Laba Festival. Lost the signal of the mobile phone, the only is still moving forward, update only time and calendar. The disorderly work and rest in the daytime and at night, and the horrible environment full of unrealistic feelings from the outside world, are all blurring the five senses of the friends. It seems that they have drifted into the air unconsciously. Only when they see the exact changing date, can their trance mind be steadfast. At six o'clock in the evening, Zhao he, Wu Zhou, Feng Qibai and he Zhiwen arrived as promised. Song Fei, Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi downstairs have also been equipped. The time of departure for gewulou is tonight. Although I just went to the express delivery point yesterday, I had another fight after I came back, but my friends didn't want to wait any longer. In other words, the objective environment does not allow them to take a long-term view. In this kind of survival war, which may have sudden situation or even death at any time, time is life.Eight men were fully armed, with masks, goggles, weapons, and backpacks - Zhao he, when they escaped from the dormitory, also carried schoolbags. If there's anything in the back kitchen warehouse on the first floor that pleases my friends most, it's all kinds of tins - canned luncheon meat, canned lobster sauce and mud carp, canned braised pork and so on. Each kind of tins is calculated by case. Compared with other foods that need to be cooked, canned food, which is the smallest in volume, the highest in density and the most convenient to carry and eat, is naturally a must for long-distance expeditions. In addition, Lin Deli also baked some cakes. It's also easy to store and hungry. Although it's a little choky, it may cost more water. "In fact, if it goes well, one can come back for two nights at most, maybe one night is OK," said Song Fei, who was forced to pack his backpack full of eight points. He was a little sad. "There's no need to pack so many." Lin Dilei insisted: "be prepared for no danger." Song Fei has no choice but to compromise, but: "I hope I can't use it." If we can't come back until we run out of grain reserves, it's really a lesson from the West. But if the reserves run out, they haven't come back yet Shaking his head hard to get rid of the bad idea, Song Fei retreated to the team of seven and said to the remaining four friends, "wait for the news of our victory." "Whether you can find the radio or not," Wang Qingyuan said, "please come back." Song Feiding looked at him and suddenly grinned: "but it's better to find it?" Wang light yuan returns him a smile, rare mischievous: "certainly." The north wind is cold and the night is cold. The empty campus was horribly quiet. No matter the main road or the small road, there is no one in sight. Only the street lamp is on silently, but it's even more strange. It seems that all the people have evaporated in an instant, leaving only the empty road, the quiet building and the colder air. Eight people carefully hide in the shadow of the street lamp, along the road to the East, toward the courtyard building area at a constant speed. From the canteen to the Gewu building, there are basically no paths. They are all smooth and wide asphalt roads. The difference between different roads is that they either pass the main entrance of the Department building or the back of the Department building. Anyway, they have to go through Luban building, Yixin building, Qiushi building and other department buildings to get to the innermost Gewu building. The disadvantage of the wide asphalt road is that it is not easy to hide. Fortunately, there are big trees planted on both sides of the road. Although the leaves have fallen out, a thick trunk is only a few meters away, which still gives the friends some psychological security, so they stick to the trees and move forward. It's just that you can't get to the target area, let alone the Gewu building. Even the nearest Yixin building is far away. It's really tiring. The only consolation for my friends is that they didn't meet any zombies all the way. But people are so strange, the more they don't meet each other, the more they feel uneasy - "you say," josch kept his voice very low, almost leaving only breath, "where are they hidden?" "In the building," answered Zhou Yi, "just like those in the canteen, when it's cold outside, hide in the building." Johns felt a huge shadow in his heart: "according to you, isn't there a sea of zombies over there?" "Very likely." Josch felt a little bit stuck. "It's a knife to stretch one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head. I want to plunge into this sea as soon as possible." Song Fei said, and frowned involuntarily, half make complaints about it. "Why didn't you feel this way so long ago?" I remember it wasn't long since I came from the dormitory. " Qi Yan's tone is light and slow: "you rush to the last second before the bell rings. You don't feel that the distance is reasonable." Song Fei suddenly realized: "it turns out that Have I explained it with you? " Qi Yan unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, full of joy. Song Fei was tucked up by Tucao, but make complaints about it. He did not say anything wrong. He really could sleep a minute longer than he would have done for a second. Even the dean's class was equally discriminating. Later, Qi Yan didn't know where he came from. It turned out that he was not only perfunctory about elective courses, but also plain about compulsory courses. Therefore, he didn't know how many times he had met him just to correct his attitude towards learning. At first, Qi Yan may really want to be nice to him. Later, he may find that it is useless, but it's all for the sake of hatred. Anyway, rotten wood can't be carved. It's better to let the bad air out. In the past, Song Fei thought that Qi Yan was just finding fault. But now he understands that it's a kind of anger that you can't make the most of your wasted time. "You're right..." The sincere words suddenly let Qi Yan think that he appeared auditory hallucination, and asked uncertainly: "hmm?" "You're right, I shouldn't muddle along like that," he said Qi Yan black line: "if I remember correctly, the last time I said this, it seems that I have to go back to summer."Song Fei: "the truth is too profound, you have to give me time to understand." Qi Yan: "I'm not sure." Qi Yan didn't know what happened to Song Fei. He didn't want to look up. He found a banner between the trees on the left side of the road, with white characters on the red background. There was a road to the mountain of books, and he had no end of learning. This kind of publicity banners can be seen everywhere in the campus, aiming at creating a healthy and upward campus spiritual civilization. Did you see this? Qi Yan pursed his lips and rejected the inference that this banner has been hanging here for 800 years. It has been exposed to the sun and rain, faded and shrunk. It's really not like it can stir people's hearts. But Song Fei is really introspecting. , and he was still open enough to make complaints about it when he knew it was most likely to be tucking away. In contrast, the sarcasm just now seems to be nothing. Lack of the ability to bring happiness to your lover. in short, you don't respect him. what Wang Qingyuan said suddenly flashed out in Qi Yan's mind. Although the other side made it very clear at that time, it is not until now that Qi Yan has really tasted it. The rear. Zhao he: "what are you talking about?" Wu Zhou: "can't hear clearly." Feng Qibai: "it seems that zombies are hiding in the building, and Song Fei seems to be talking about the memories of summer with Qi Yan?" He Zhi asked: "summer? They've known each other before? " Feng Qibai: "who knows." Zhao he: "their class is really strange." Wu Zhou: "I won't be surprised at what happened in his class from the moment Li smashed the pot." He Zhi asked, "Li whale." Wu Zhou: "hmm?" He Zhi asked, "his name is Li whale." Wu Zhou: "you see, I don't feel it when I hear such a strange name now."
