Chapter 66
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What is ecstasy? I thought that with the fall of the zombies, the hope of breaking up together, and reappeared in the depths of the lockers.
What is a bolt from the blue? Hold the plug, ready to look for the jack when the hindsight reaction, I fuck, no electricity.
"Well, is power bank OK?"
"You, say, say."
Song Fei's mouth was flat, and his resentment was full of white. Qi Yan looked at him, and he wanted to activate the awkward atmosphere. Do you need to be so serious!
Qi Yan pursed his lips in a straight line, which made him heavier in the dim light of the flashlight.
But after a little thought, he Zhiwen gently put down the tape recorder, let its back face up, stroked the bottom with his hand, groped all the way, and finally stopped at the back third: "sure enough."
Before Song Fei had time to ask what it was, he just heard a click, and a delicate half arc buckle was opened under he Zhiwen's hands.
Song Fei has never used such a tape recorder, but the principles of electrical products are common, so he recognized at a glance that it was the place where the dry battery was placed. It's just different from the No. 5 or No. 7 battery used by the common remote control and wireless mouse, the empty battery is much larger, which is very similar to the battery space of the old-fashioned flashlight I saw at home when I was a child: "No. 1 battery?"
He Zhiwen nodded, confirmed his guess, and accurately reported the demand: "four sections."
Song Fei is worried, not to mention four, one is enough for their headache: "now who still uses No. 1 battery."
He Zhi asked: "er We're not going to do that
Song feiji looked at He Zhi who raised his hand in silence and asked, "if you didn't say it earlier!"
"But in the experimental material library on the sixth floor, can we go back downstairs to get it?"
"What can't." Qi Yan raised his eyes slowly. If we don't know where to look for batteries, it may still be a problem. But now that the coordinates are confirmed, nothing can stop us from yearning for the outside world. "We've found all the most difficult radios to find. Can't we get four batteries?"
The comrades in arms' eyes are so confident and firm, and the slightly upward corners of the mouth are so calm and calm. In a trance, he Zhiwen has the illusion of crossing into the film: "brother Qi, you smile like this, I feel like I'm fighting side by side with Tom Cruise."
"Mission impossible doesn't play weird. Tomb Raider is almost the same." Angelina said with a smile, "I'm going to clean up."
Song Fei back to the amorous flying eyes: "now the hair is still a little short, you first make do with it, back to stay long, I braid Mahua braids, I promise to let you □."
Qi Yan: "you underestimate yourself too much. Even if you are Zhao he's hairstyle, I can fly."
Does Zhao he have a hairstyle
Qi Yan: "you can't black him just because he's not here."
Song Fei: "it seems that you started first."
Qi Yan It seems to be
Song Fei: "Hey, hey, hey."
Qi Yan: "but after all, Zhao he doesn't need hairstyle for his beauty."
Song Fei: "yes, it's a pity that it's straight."
Qi Yan: "well, what a pity."
Why did these two people break up because of the Three Outlooks? He Zhiwen remembers Song Fei's love history, and he can't understand it. In his opinion, there is no third person in the world who can match any of the two people who are in front of me. You push my head and I'll give you a little pink fist. In this way, the two people who are crazy and hate each other when their feelings break down or when they mix oil, should belong to each other, and can only belong to each other.
Why?
For no reason, for world peace.
Xiu en'ai didn't delay the preparation before the war. When he Zhiwen was still immersed in the endless exclamation that "the old moon really matches", the two comrades in arms had packed up and were ready to open the way.
He Zhi asked a soul stirring man. He fumbled for his knife and got up from the ground: "wait for me!"
Just about to open the door, the two comrades in arms turned back: "what are you doing?"
He Zhi asked naturally: "let's go together."
Song Fei sighed and pinched his face: "wait here, be obedient."
He Zhiwen always feels that since he was pinched by Song Fei, his position is in danger of slipping from a comrade in arms to a cute pet. He unhappily pulls Song Fei's paw: "you two go out to take risks. I'll hide here and do nothing, so I'm still a human!"
Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
Qi Yan turned his head slightly and looked out of the window, knowing that the routine was coming.
"We went out to fight. Don't you think you're fighting here? On the contrary, you should stick to the tape recorder here! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front. " Song Fei's words are clear-cut, United and friendly, mild with a little severe, severe with a trace of tenderness, at first listen to a needle in the pocket, a fine piece of sincere words, "imagine, you go with us, the battery is found, come back to find that the recorder is gone, then we fight with blood, what's the point?"He Zhi asked: "I..."
Song Fei: "if there is someone else in the building, and he doesn't want to share the information with us, then if we pour out, isn't he going to make a profit?"
He Zhi asked: "but..."
Song Fei: "just think again, there is a teacher who is so persistent outside the window. If he knows that we have taken his treasure, is it possible for him to climb in through the window again?"
He Zhi asked, "I'll stay!"
Song Fei: "really?"
He Zhi asked, "well. But to tell you the truth, I don't particularly like your last scene... "
However, who knows if he should not, in the future, Song Fei will design some crazy imagination!
What about a boyfriend who is full of routine?
Qi Yan's way of expressing his love is to give the other party the greatest freedom and let him do the same to others.
Seeing two comrades in arms sneak into the corridor with the cold moonlight in the wind, all the previously disordered thoughts disappear. When the door was closed and locked, he Zhiwen had only two thoughts left in his heart: his comrades in arms would come back and defend the recorder to the death.
The former makes him secure in trust.
The latter gives him courage in firmness.
There is no empty glass window, whistling wind pouring into the house. He Zhiwen got up and went to the window. He went out and looked around. After a long time, he confirmed the safety of the surrounding area. Don't say you want to climb from the downstairs to the 12th floor, even if you want to climb from the next door, the smooth building has no fulcrum to grasp and step on.
My head is burning cold, but I don't feel like I'm burning hot. It's no exaggeration to say that if there is a need for a small partner now, he can say that we'll go if we want to go.
This was unthinkable before.
He Zhiwen has always been a good student in the teacher's mouth and a bookworm in the eyes of his classmates. After he was in kindergarten, not only did he not hold hands with female classmates, but also he did not fight with classmates of any gender. In fact, in the kindergarten, he was beaten by others, and he just cried.
When I got to university, I got along well with my classmates and roommates, but there was a subtle alienation in the harmony. Once upon a time, when the dormitory closed the door to drink, a roommate drank too much and told the truth after drinking. He asked, you are a man who can't make friends. He Zhiwen doesn't know what is "through" or "not through". He only knows that these people won't do anything for him, and he won't go through fire and water for them.
Besides, nowadays, who is not putting morality and justice on both sides and putting benefit in the middle. For those three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day, if you tell them one day that there will be a graduate insurance quota selected from the three of you, let's see who to choose. Will the three of them not tear? How is that possible?
So is the outbreak a turning point?
He Zhiwen recalled it carefully, as if it was not.
A week ago, he couldn't stand hunger. When he rushed out of the dormitory with the army, he didn't even care who he was with. Only when they rushed into the second floor of the canteen and found that there were only sporadic partners around, they nodded and formed a temporary refuge team.
Six people stay under the same roof. They seem to depend on each other, but in fact they don't have deep communication. They are just forced to get together and happen to be isolated. Even if Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou were originally members of the same hospital, their relationship was limited to familiarity rather than intimacy.
Then, two days later, a group of strange students burst in downstairs.
And then everything started to drift.
When he proposed to join hands with class 1 to find the radio, his idea was very straightforward - to borrow the fighting power of class 1 to increase the safety index and the success rate.
Because the motive was so obvious, they didn't cover it up. They just put it in a better way.
But class 1 didn't say a word, so I couldn't make a quick decision. To sum up, I'll do it!
Then they did it.
The team of eight people, who were temporary partners, went on the road in a muddle. They rushed up when they met danger and stabbed zombies. It seems that this is not the reality that you may die at any time, but a stand-alone game with 100 lives for you to revive.
How can I make it through? He Zhiwen now understands. That is to say, in a relationship, there must be a fool who does not pay in return, and then another one who thinks he is smart will hesitate to take the first step, the second step, and finally become a fool himself.
He met four of them at one go. No, according to the group theory, there may be eight. By visual inspection, most of class 2 has been transformed. Apart from that, the two of Yixin tower and Zhao he, who don't know whether they have run back to the canteen, have obviously run towards who is more stupid than who.
If the school now says that there is a place for graduate students to be selected from your two martial arts classes, you can choose it. He Zhi thinks, 80% of the result is that everyone will draw lots together. And song students will speak up, luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality.
The moon was suddenly covered by a cloud, the office suddenly dark down, completely dark, deep depression.He Zhiwen was unmoved. He hugged the tape recorder, leaned against the corner and closed his eyes. His heart was bright. He didn't know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew they would.
The moonlight was dim and bright, the wind stopped and started again, and heavy and stiff footsteps came from time to time in the corridor. In such a night, every minute is like a year, but he Zhiwen held the radio and waited for four hours.
Until, a ping-pong ball jumps over the hallway in front of the door.
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What is ecstasy? I thought that with the fall of the zombies, the hope of breaking up together, and reappeared in the depths of the lockers.
What is a bolt from the blue? Hold the plug, ready to look for the jack when the hindsight reaction, I fuck, no electricity.
"Well, is power bank OK?"
"You, say, say."
Song Fei's mouth was flat, and his resentment was full of white. Qi Yan looked at him, and he wanted to activate the awkward atmosphere. Do you need to be so serious!
Qi Yan pursed his lips in a straight line, which made him heavier in the dim light of the flashlight.
But after a little thought, he Zhiwen gently put down the tape recorder, let its back face up, stroked the bottom with his hand, groped all the way, and finally stopped at the back third: "sure enough."
Before Song Fei had time to ask what it was, he just heard a click, and a delicate half arc buckle was opened under he Zhiwen's hands.
Song Fei has never used such a tape recorder, but the principles of electrical products are common, so he recognized at a glance that it was the place where the dry battery was placed. It's just different from the No. 5 or No. 7 battery used by the common remote control and wireless mouse, the empty battery is much larger, which is very similar to the battery space of the old-fashioned flashlight I saw at home when I was a child: "No. 1 battery?"
He Zhiwen nodded, confirmed his guess, and accurately reported the demand: "four sections."
Song Fei is worried, not to mention four, one is enough for their headache: "now who still uses No. 1 battery."
He Zhi asked: "er We're not going to do that
Song feiji looked at He Zhi who raised his hand in silence and asked, "if you didn't say it earlier!"
"But in the experimental material library on the sixth floor, can we go back downstairs to get it?"
"What can't." Qi Yan raised his eyes slowly. If we don't know where to look for batteries, it may still be a problem. But now that the coordinates are confirmed, nothing can stop us from yearning for the outside world. "We've found all the most difficult radios to find. Can't we get four batteries?"
The comrades in arms' eyes are so confident and firm, and the slightly upward corners of the mouth are so calm and calm. In a trance, he Zhiwen has the illusion of crossing into the film: "brother Qi, you smile like this, I feel like I'm fighting side by side with Tom Cruise."
"Mission impossible doesn't play weird. Tomb Raider is almost the same." Angelina said with a smile, "I'm going to clean up."
Song Fei back to the amorous flying eyes: "now the hair is still a little short, you first make do with it, back to stay long, I braid Mahua braids, I promise to let you □."
Qi Yan: "you underestimate yourself too much. Even if you are Zhao he's hairstyle, I can fly."
Does Zhao he have a hairstyle
Qi Yan: "you can't black him just because he's not here."
Song Fei: "it seems that you started first."
Qi Yan It seems to be
Song Fei: "Hey, hey, hey."
Qi Yan: "but after all, Zhao he doesn't need hairstyle for his beauty."
Song Fei: "yes, it's a pity that it's straight."
Qi Yan: "well, what a pity."
Why did these two people break up because of the Three Outlooks? He Zhiwen remembers Song Fei's love history, and he can't understand it. In his opinion, there is no third person in the world who can match any of the two people who are in front of me. You push my head and I'll give you a little pink fist. In this way, the two people who are crazy and hate each other when their feelings break down or when they mix oil, should belong to each other, and can only belong to each other.
Why?
For no reason, for world peace.
Xiu en'ai didn't delay the preparation before the war. When he Zhiwen was still immersed in the endless exclamation that "the old moon really matches", the two comrades in arms had packed up and were ready to open the way.
He Zhi asked a soul stirring man. He fumbled for his knife and got up from the ground: "wait for me!"
Just about to open the door, the two comrades in arms turned back: "what are you doing?"
He Zhi asked naturally: "let's go together."
Song Fei sighed and pinched his face: "wait here, be obedient."
He Zhiwen always feels that since he was pinched by Song Fei, his position is in danger of slipping from a comrade in arms to a cute pet. He unhappily pulls Song Fei's paw: "you two go out to take risks. I'll hide here and do nothing, so I'm still a human!"
Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
Qi Yan turned his head slightly and looked out of the window, knowing that the routine was coming.
"We went out to fight. Don't you think you're fighting here? On the contrary, you should stick to the tape recorder here! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front. " Song Fei's words are clear-cut, United and friendly, mild with a little severe, severe with a trace of tenderness, at first listen to a needle in the pocket, a fine piece of sincere words, "imagine, you go with us, the battery is found, come back to find that the recorder is gone, then we fight with blood, what's the point?"He Zhi asked: "I..."
Song Fei: "if there is someone else in the building, and he doesn't want to share the information with us, then if we pour out, isn't he going to make a profit?"
He Zhi asked: "but..."
Song Fei: "just think again, there is a teacher who is so persistent outside the window. If he knows that we have taken his treasure, is it possible for him to climb in through the window again?"
He Zhi asked, "I'll stay!"
Song Fei: "really?"
He Zhi asked, "well. But to tell you the truth, I don't particularly like your last scene... "
However, who knows if he should not, in the future, Song Fei will design some crazy imagination!
What about a boyfriend who is full of routine?
Qi Yan's way of expressing his love is to give the other party the greatest freedom and let him do the same to others.
Seeing two comrades in arms sneak into the corridor with the cold moonlight in the wind, all the previously disordered thoughts disappear. When the door was closed and locked, he Zhiwen had only two thoughts left in his heart: his comrades in arms would come back and defend the recorder to the death.
The former makes him secure in trust.
The latter gives him courage in firmness.
There is no empty glass window, whistling wind pouring into the house. He Zhiwen got up and went to the window. He went out and looked around. After a long time, he confirmed the safety of the surrounding area. Don't say you want to climb from the downstairs to the 12th floor, even if you want to climb from the next door, the smooth building has no fulcrum to grasp and step on.
My head is burning cold, but I don't feel like I'm burning hot. It's no exaggeration to say that if there is a need for a small partner now, he can say that we'll go if we want to go.
This was unthinkable before.
He Zhiwen has always been a good student in the teacher's mouth and a bookworm in the eyes of his classmates. After he was in kindergarten, not only did he not hold hands with female classmates, but also he did not fight with classmates of any gender. In fact, in the kindergarten, he was beaten by others, and he just cried.
When I got to university, I got along well with my classmates and roommates, but there was a subtle alienation in the harmony. Once upon a time, when the dormitory closed the door to drink, a roommate drank too much and told the truth after drinking. He asked, you are a man who can't make friends. He Zhiwen doesn't know what is "through" or "not through". He only knows that these people won't do anything for him, and he won't go through fire and water for them.
Besides, nowadays, who is not putting morality and justice on both sides and putting benefit in the middle. For those three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day, if you tell them one day that there will be a graduate insurance quota selected from the three of you, let's see who to choose. Will the three of them not tear? How is that possible?
So is the outbreak a turning point?
He Zhiwen recalled it carefully, as if it was not.
A week ago, he couldn't stand hunger. When he rushed out of the dormitory with the army, he didn't even care who he was with. Only when they rushed into the second floor of the canteen and found that there were only sporadic partners around, they nodded and formed a temporary refuge team.
Six people stay under the same roof. They seem to depend on each other, but in fact they don't have deep communication. They are just forced to get together and happen to be isolated. Even if Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou were originally members of the same hospital, their relationship was limited to familiarity rather than intimacy.
Then, two days later, a group of strange students burst in downstairs.
And then everything started to drift.
When he proposed to join hands with class 1 to find the radio, his idea was very straightforward - to borrow the fighting power of class 1 to increase the safety index and the success rate.
Because the motive was so obvious, they didn't cover it up. They just put it in a better way.
But class 1 didn't say a word, so I couldn't make a quick decision. To sum up, I'll do it!
Then they did it.
The team of eight people, who were temporary partners, went on the road in a muddle. They rushed up when they met danger and stabbed zombies. It seems that this is not the reality that you may die at any time, but a stand-alone game with 100 lives for you to revive.
How can I make it through? He Zhiwen now understands. That is to say, in a relationship, there must be a fool who does not pay in return, and then another one who thinks he is smart will hesitate to take the first step, the second step, and finally become a fool himself.
He met four of them at one go. No, according to the group theory, there may be eight. By visual inspection, most of class 2 has been transformed. Apart from that, the two of Yixin tower and Zhao he, who don't know whether they have run back to the canteen, have obviously run towards who is more stupid than who.
If the school now says that there is a place for graduate students to be selected from your two martial arts classes, you can choose it. He Zhi thinks, 80% of the result is that everyone will draw lots together. And song students will speak up, luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality.
The moon was suddenly covered by a cloud, the office suddenly dark down, completely dark, deep depression.He Zhiwen was unmoved. He hugged the tape recorder, leaned against the corner and closed his eyes. His heart was bright. He didn't know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew they would.
The moonlight was dim and bright, the wind stopped and started again, and heavy and stiff footsteps came from time to time in the corridor. In such a night, every minute is like a year, but he Zhiwen held the radio and waited for four hours.
Until, a ping-pong ball jumps over the hallway in front of the door.
What is ecstasy? I thought that with the fall of the zombies, the hope of breaking up together, and reappeared in the depths of the lockers. What is a bolt from the blue? Hold the plug, ready to look for the jack when the hindsight reaction, I fuck, no electricity. "Well, is power bank OK?" "You, say, say." Song Fei's mouth was flat, and his resentment was full of white. Qi Yan looked at him, and he wanted to activate the awkward atmosphere. Do you need to be so serious! Qi Yan pursed his lips in a straight line, which made him heavier in the dim light of the flashlight. But after a little thought, he Zhiwen gently put down the tape recorder, let its back face up, stroked the bottom with his hand, groped all the way, and finally stopped at the back third: "sure enough." Before Song Fei had time to ask what it was, he just heard a click, and a delicate half arc buckle was opened under he Zhiwen's hands. Song Fei has never used such a tape recorder, but the principles of electrical products are common, so he recognized at a glance that it was the place where the dry battery was placed. It's just different from the No. 5 or No. 7 battery used by the common remote control and wireless mouse, the empty battery is much larger, which is very similar to the battery space of the old-fashioned flashlight I saw at home when I was a child: "No. 1 battery?" He Zhiwen nodded, confirmed his guess, and accurately reported the demand: "four sections." Song Fei is worried, not to mention four, one is enough for their headache: "now who still uses No. 1 battery." He Zhi asked: "er We're not going to do that Song feiji looked at He Zhi who raised his hand in silence and asked, "if you didn't say it earlier!" "But in the experimental material library on the sixth floor, can we go back downstairs to get it?" "What can't." Qi Yan raised his eyes slowly. If we don't know where to look for batteries, it may still be a problem. But now that the coordinates are confirmed, nothing can stop us from yearning for the outside world. "We've found all the most difficult radios to find. Can't we get four batteries?" The comrades in arms' eyes are so confident and firm, and the slightly upward corners of the mouth are so calm and calm. In a trance, he Zhiwen has the illusion of crossing into the film: "brother Qi, you smile like this, I feel like I'm fighting side by side with Tom Cruise." "Mission impossible doesn't play weird. Tomb Raider is almost the same." Angelina said with a smile, "I'm going to clean up." Song Fei back to the amorous flying eyes: "now the hair is still a little short, you first make do with it, back to stay long, I braid Mahua braids, I promise to let you ." Qi Yan: "you underestimate yourself too much. Even if you are Zhao he's hairstyle, I can fly." Does Zhao he have a hairstyle Qi Yan: "you can't black him just because he's not here." Song Fei: "it seems that you started first." Qi Yan It seems to be Song Fei: "Hey, hey, hey." Qi Yan: "but after all, Zhao he doesn't need hairstyle for his beauty." Song Fei: "yes, it's a pity that it's straight." Qi Yan: "well, what a pity." Why did these two people break up because of the Three Outlooks? He Zhiwen remembers Song Fei's love history, and he can't understand it. In his opinion, there is no third person in the world who can match any of the two people who are in front of me. You push my head and I'll give you a little pink fist. In this way, the two people who are crazy and hate each other when their feelings break down or when they mix oil, should belong to each other, and can only belong to each other. Why? For no reason, for world peace. Xiu en'ai didn't delay the preparation before the war. When he Zhiwen was still immersed in the endless exclamation that "the old moon really matches", the two comrades in arms had packed up and were ready to open the way. He Zhi asked a soul stirring man. He fumbled for his knife and got up from the ground: "wait for me!" Just about to open the door, the two comrades in arms turned back: "what are you doing?" He Zhi asked naturally: "let's go together." Song Fei sighed and pinched his face: "wait here, be obedient." He Zhiwen always feels that since he was pinched by Song Fei, his position is in danger of slipping from a comrade in arms to a cute pet. He unhappily pulls Song Fei's paw: "you two go out to take risks. I'll hide here and do nothing, so I'm still a human!" Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Qi Yan turned his head slightly and looked out of the window, knowing that the routine was coming. "We went out to fight. Don't you think you're fighting here? On the contrary, you should stick to the tape recorder here! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front. " Song Fei's words are clear-cut, United and friendly, mild with a little severe, severe with a trace of tenderness, at first listen to a needle in the pocket, a fine piece of sincere words, "imagine, you go with us, the battery is found, come back to find that the recorder is gone, then we fight with blood, what's the point?"He Zhi asked: "I..." Song Fei: "if there is someone else in the building, and he doesn't want to share the information with us, then if we pour out, isn't he going to make a profit?" He Zhi asked: "but..." Song Fei: "just think again, there is a teacher who is so persistent outside the window. If he knows that we have taken his treasure, is it possible for him to climb in through the window again?" He Zhi asked, "I'll stay!" Song Fei: "really?" He Zhi asked, "well. But to tell you the truth, I don't particularly like your last scene... " However, who knows if he should not, in the future, Song Fei will design some crazy imagination! What about a boyfriend who is full of routine? Qi Yan's way of expressing his love is to give the other party the greatest freedom and let him do the same to others. Seeing two comrades in arms sneak into the corridor with the cold moonlight in the wind, all the previously disordered thoughts disappear. When the door was closed and locked, he Zhiwen had only two thoughts left in his heart: his comrades in arms would come back and defend the recorder to the death. The former makes him secure in trust. The latter gives him courage in firmness. There is no empty glass window, whistling wind pouring into the house. He Zhiwen got up and went to the window. He went out and looked around. After a long time, he confirmed the safety of the surrounding area. Don't say you want to climb from the downstairs to the 12th floor, even if you want to climb from the next door, the smooth building has no fulcrum to grasp and step on. My head is burning cold, but I don't feel like I'm burning hot. It's no exaggeration to say that if there is a need for a small partner now, he can say that we'll go if we want to go. This was unthinkable before. He Zhiwen has always been a good student in the teacher's mouth and a bookworm in the eyes of his classmates. After he was in kindergarten, not only did he not hold hands with female classmates, but also he did not fight with classmates of any gender. In fact, in the kindergarten, he was beaten by others, and he just cried. When I got to university, I got along well with my classmates and roommates, but there was a subtle alienation in the harmony. Once upon a time, when the dormitory closed the door to drink, a roommate drank too much and told the truth after drinking. He asked, you are a man who can't make friends. He Zhiwen doesn't know what is "through" or "not through". He only knows that these people won't do anything for him, and he won't go through fire and water for them. Besides, nowadays, who is not putting morality and justice on both sides and putting benefit in the middle. For those three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day, if you tell them one day that there will be a graduate insurance quota selected from the three of you, let's see who to choose. Will the three of them not tear? How is that possible? So is the outbreak a turning point? He Zhiwen recalled it carefully, as if it was not. A week ago, he couldn't stand hunger. When he rushed out of the dormitory with the army, he didn't even care who he was with. Only when they rushed into the second floor of the canteen and found that there were only sporadic partners around, they nodded and formed a temporary refuge team. Six people stay under the same roof. They seem to depend on each other, but in fact they don't have deep communication. They are just forced to get together and happen to be isolated. Even if Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou were originally members of the same hospital, their relationship was limited to familiarity rather than intimacy. Then, two days later, a group of strange students burst in downstairs. And then everything started to drift. When he proposed to join hands with class 1 to find the radio, his idea was very straightforward - to borrow the fighting power of class 1 to increase the safety index and the success rate. Because the motive was so obvious, they didn't cover it up. They just put it in a better way. But class 1 didn't say a word, so I couldn't make a quick decision. To sum up, I'll do it! Then they did it. The team of eight people, who were temporary partners, went on the road in a muddle. They rushed up when they met danger and stabbed zombies. It seems that this is not the reality that you may die at any time, but a stand-alone game with 100 lives for you to revive. How can I make it through? He Zhiwen now understands. That is to say, in a relationship, there must be a fool who does not pay in return, and then another one who thinks he is smart will hesitate to take the first step, the second step, and finally become a fool himself. He met four of them at one go. No, according to the group theory, there may be eight. By visual inspection, most of class 2 has been transformed. Apart from that, the two of Yixin tower and Zhao he, who don't know whether they have run back to the canteen, have obviously run towards who is more stupid than who. If the school now says that there is a place for graduate students to be selected from your two martial arts classes, you can choose it. He Zhi thinks, 80% of the result is that everyone will draw lots together. And song students will speak up, luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality. The moon was suddenly covered by a cloud, the office suddenly dark down, completely dark, deep depression.He Zhiwen was unmoved. He hugged the tape recorder, leaned against the corner and closed his eyes. His heart was bright. He didn't know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew they would. The moonlight was dim and bright, the wind stopped and started again, and heavy and stiff footsteps came from time to time in the corridor. In such a night, every minute is like a year, but he Zhiwen held the radio and waited for four hours. Until, a ping-pong ball jumps over the hallway in front of the door.
