Chapter 10
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At noon, the sun was shining, but there was no warmth. The cold north wind whistling in the sun, occasionally a few mischievous into the 440 balcony sliding door crack, singing a cheerful and strange song.
Inside, under the attention of Qiao Siqi and Qi Yan, Song Fei opens the wardrobe and pulls the desk drawer. Sheng Sheng turns over all the 440 grain reserves -- Xiangyang's four packages of instant noodles + three ham sausages + two bags of pickled mustard, Ren Zhe's Swiss chocolate gift box + five packages of fresh shrimps from Southeast Asia, Song Fei's two packages of instant noodles + a big bag of melon seeds, and Wang Qingyuan's three apples.
As a boy's dormitory, things can't be counted as few, but staple food can be counted as six packs of instant noodles. How long can three people support?
"You say we don't have the habit of hoarding food," said josch. He was never so upset that he didn't eat food. Then he suddenly looked out of the window at the direction of the women's dormitory, which was completely separated from the men's dormitory, and belonged to the blissful world in the dreams of the men. "I heard that the women students are all little hamsters, but they like to hoard snacks I just buy food and cook in my dormitory... "
Since ancient times, countless obscene male dormitory students are out of their wits in the remote female dormitory area.
But there is no lust on the face, only the desire of the mouth, josch may be the first.
"When it's time to eat, it's time to hate less," Song Fei opened the chocolate box, threw a heart-shaped one into his mouth, and then handed another heart-shaped one to Josh. "Don't look at people greedy."
Looking at plum can quench thirst, looking at rice can only see more hungry.
Josch looked back, took the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. The rich aroma of cocoa temporarily suppressed his hunger.
"Cough." Qi Yan, standing beside him, coughed.
Song Fei squint at him, instantly understand, rolled his eyes, but turned and took a chocolate into his hand.
Qi Yan looked down at the small square piece in his palm and felt that it was definitely not as sweet as those two hearts.
Song Fei couldn't understand what Qi Yan meant when he asked for chocolate and didn't eat it. But Qi Yan always takes a wind from time to time, and he is used to it. The stomach has already issued a weak protest. For him who seldom has breakfast, he should be hungry at this time, but he is not hungry. Therefore, how to choose the limited food is a very deep knowledge.
"If I'm not too hungry, I'd like to eat some snacks and fruits. If I'm really hungry, I'll eat instant noodles to maximize the effectiveness." Josch gives scientific advice.
Song Fei thinks it's reasonable. He chooses Wang Qingyuan's apple.
Qi Yan watched as Song Fei picked up the apple. He just said "don't" and someone else had already snapped off a big mouthful of it, which made it a joy.
"What?" After three bites of half an apple, Song Fei made efforts to deal with Qi Yan.
Qi Yan saw that he was eating so well. He thought he might be worried too much. He shook his head: "it's OK."
Song Fei was puzzled. He took three more bites, and finally chewed the apple kernel short and lean. That's the end.
"You two don't eat?" He enjoyed himself, but the two students did not move, which made Song Fei feel a little sorry.
But josch chuckled: "you forget where we just came back from?"
Song feiji, the canteen, and it's the canteen where the door was locked up yesterday. The kitchen behind the window is not all food.
"I'm not hungry. What are you drooling at other people's dormitories?"
"I have a long-term view. Not hungry now doesn't mean not hungry in the future. Our stuff can last for a few days. I'll tell you that the girl's dormitory will be ok if she is trapped for three months!"
Song Fei was amused, and just wanted to make complaints about his stomach. Suddenly, his stomach was sour, and a very unpopular feeling came back again, and it was stronger than before.
Qiao Si Qi watched Song Fei approach the instant noodles step by step. At last, he really grabbed a bag and quickly stopped: "Hey, what are you doing? I didn't just finish with you, but I had to be very hungry to eat! "
Song Fei seriously looked into his eyes: "I am very hungry now."
Josch collapsed: "didn't you just eat an apple?"
Song Fei more collapse: "it must be an apple type Jianweixiaoshi Tablets!"
Qi Yanfu's forehead, he knew that apple, a fruit with high acidity, can't be full, but the more you eat, the more hungry you will be.
During his lunch, Qi Yan and Qiao Siqi were busy looking for things that could be used as weapons. Finally, Qiao Siqi found Ren Zhe's Swiss Army knife and Qi Yan found Wang Qingyuan's fruit knife. Both knives were very small and could be folded. They were almost as lethal as Qiao Siqi's, although there were too many twists in his hand Screw, small scissors, bottle opener and other playful functions.
When Song Fei finished eating, he saw his two companions holding a knife. As a member of the 440, he knew very well that the knife was gone.
"Do you two have a good idea, running back from the kitchen in the dining hall and grabbing knives from me?"
"Man, the back kitchen cooks, not the armory. Just a few kitchen knives. Do you think we can get them?"
Song Fei does not give up. He looks at Qi Yan with twinkling eyes, as if he is seduced.Qi Yan likes to be looked at like this very much, the canthus of the eye brow tip all hanged to smile: "you hide behind me good."
Song Fei black line: "roll."
Taking a broad view, the usability objects of 440 are Ren Zhe's guitar and Wang Qingyuan's English Chinese dictionary. Song Fei felt that he could think of the epitaph now.
Jorge strove to hold the heavy dictionary and handed it to Song Fei: "I really think it's OK. If you think about it, who can bear the power of knowledge? "
Song Fei's forehead is beating and his teeth are grinding.
He swore that Qi Yan would dare to hand over his guitar. He would never force him to take his first dictionary!
Of course, Qi Yan didn't take the guitar. What he handed to Song Fei was a red Tai Chi Fan.
"Are you kidding me?" It's not as good as a guitar!
Seeing that Song Fei didn't answer, Qi Yan shook his wrist, and the fan clattered out, which was quite soulful.
Song Fei picks an eyebrow: "how, want to dance a paragraph?"
Qi Yan smiles a little, fan pa a, face to face call to Song Fei's face.
Qi Yan's strength is not heavy, but It's not a matter of strength at all, OK!
Song Fei furiously opens his fan. Just as he wants to get angry, he hears Qi Yan say: "just block it, if they want to bite you."
Song Fei was stunned. He looked at the stainless steel fan bone in front of him and the tough red silk. At last, he raised his hand and took the initiative to call the fan to his face. He suddenly opened his mouth. No matter how big the mouth is, it's bigger than the fan face. Unless he bites the edge of the fan directly, he can't get down if he's called from the front!
Seeing this, Qi Yan smiles and asks, "do you still think I'm teasing you?"
Song Fei didn't speak. He just closed the fan with a crash and kept playing it in his hands. It seemed that it was not a fan, but a magic weapon.
The food has come to an end, the weapons are all in hand, and the rest is to study the future. Maybe zombies may not break through the gate of the dormitory, but if there is no planning in advance, once they break through, they will die.
Qi Yan: "first of all, if they rush in, we can't go to the corridor. If we want to escape, we can only climb down from a balcony."
Josch: "it takes arm strength to climb up, not everyone can do it, but it's not a big problem as long as you are careful not to step on the air when you go down!"
Qi Yan: "then go straight to the supermarket, which is the nearest place to the dormitory where the door can be locked."
Josch: "no, someone wants to hide there when they run back from the canteen. They are bitten to death when they enter the room."
Qi Yan: "that was before. Don't you find that they not only attack people, but also eat people, and they often eat one person at a time. I feel that their desire to attack should be driven by hunger, so once all the students in the supermarket are killed, they will not stay there for a long time and will go to look for other prey. "
Josch: "there won't be people who just eat and don't leave?"
Qi Yan: "yes, but the number must be less than those wandering outside. If we can't deal with them, we will be dead sooner or later."
Josch: OK, that's a lot of points
Song Fei I would like to ask if this meeting has not set up my speech session? "
Deep in the night, the wind is stronger.
In the dormitory where the heating was stopped, it was chilly. Song Fei covered the quilt tightly and covered it with two pieces of clothes. He still felt stiff. He did not dare to move, because the chill seemed to be pervasive. If he moved, he would feel a little colder.
"Are you all asleep?" In the dark, josch called softly.
Song Fei pressure bass back to him: "No."
For a long time, Qi Yan, who was lying head to head, uttered: "well."
Josie was so embarrassed that he didn't sleep, so he didn't worry any more and returned to the normal volume, but his tone was hesitant: "let's Can you get out alive? "
Qi Yan is silent.
Song Fei doesn't want to think about this problem rationally. He prefers to rely on intuition: "definitely."
Josie quirred: "who gives you confidence."
"You two." "If I were alone, I might not be able to survive until now. Don't you have a saying to say that, death is not terrible, and death is terrible. But now we are three people. If we work together, we can make it
make complaints about the remaining Tucao in Joe's throat.
He disguised his fear with ridicule, disguised his fear with joke, and even pretended to be a professional zombie. But in fact, he was scared to death. He knew that Song Fei was also afraid. In the face of such a situation, it is really unscientific not to be afraid. However, Song Fei's fear is true, and so is his belief. He doesn't need to deceive himself like himself. He really believes that they can. This belief is not only enviable, but also powerful.
"Well, I'll make it." Josch murmured, not only to his companions, but also to himself.
From the beginning to hear the end of Qi Yan quietly looking at the ceiling in the moonlight, the corners of his mouth like a smile. He knew that he liked Song Fei, but he often struggled, because he could not find the source of this feeling. That person has a bad temper and studies hard. Even his appearance is not the type he appreciates. Except for Zhongxie, Qi Yan can't think of the reason why he is attracted by the other party.Until just now.
That's what attracted you at first. At first glance, it's totally groundless and inexplicable self-confidence. When we get closer, we will know that it's the same as sunflower. It's always smiling towards the sun. No matter in good or bad times, it's brave and optimistic.
When Song Fei woke up naturally, the East was turning white.
Dormitory has come to electricity, Qi Yan is sitting at the desk with a small lamp reading. Josch was sitting on the stool beside him chewing instant noodles. When he got up, he said vaguely: "goodcat Ning..."
Song Fei sat there in a trance and thought of a question: "why is it that the school can't protect itself and doesn't forget to turn off the lights?"
Joe Siqi, who was chewing bread, was stunned when he heard that. Obviously, he had never thought about this too common thing. He opened his mouth wide and said, "who am I? Where am I? What happened?" for a long time, he said, "yes, why is it that the school is occupied? There is still a lamp holder who sticks to his position in some mysterious dark corner?"
Qi Yan glanced at him and sincerely advised him to "watch less movies in the future."
Song Feiyang raised his eyebrows, provocative like: "you know?"
Qi Yan calmly put down Wang Qingyuan's book "Tourism Anthropology" and preached to his two teammates: "the lights out in our new campus is controlled by the single-chip microcomputer system in the power distribution room of the school. As long as the power supply room is not cut off, the lights out will always run regularly. Do you understand
Song Fei and josch, you look at me and I look at you. Their ignorant eyes meet in the air and touch the sparks of ignorance.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle -
josch: "it's the end of the world anyway..."
Song Fei: "turn off the light, too."
The plan of the day is in the morning. Song Fei's morning is full of sadness.
Life can not love to climb out of bed, want to pour a glass of water to drink to ease the heart of sadness, a row of four pots, only one is still rippling.
"That's all. Save it," said josch, who obviously didn't sleep well. His two black eyes were like national treasures. "But it's no use saving it. In the end, he had to drink cold water."
Song Fei glared at Qi Yan: "originally we could boil our own water. We checked the dormitory two days ago, but a son of a bitch just confiscated hot fast."
Josch did not understand the enmity, but thought of another thing: "how hot is it? We have a dormitory
Song Fei can't laugh or cry: "I can't afford to live any more. I'll burn a fart. I'll just go straight to the water pipe. I don't need to live so delicately."
Josch hesitated a little, mainly because of the water quality of the tap water in his school. Sometimes he could taste coffee, and the content was rich. I'm not at ease when it's boiling. I can't do it with a water pipe!
I don't know if I received John's fiery eyes for help. Qi Yan finally raised his head from the book: "which dormitory do you live in?"
Josch quickly replied, "637, just a little bit up here!"
Qi Yan nodded: "after daybreak, I'll go to other dormitories to find food and get it by the way."
Josch only hated that he was a straight man, or he would be forced to take over love!
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At noon, the sun was shining, but there was no warmth. The cold north wind whistling in the sun, occasionally a few mischievous into the 440 balcony sliding door crack, singing a cheerful and strange song.
Inside, under the attention of Qiao Siqi and Qi Yan, Song Fei opens the wardrobe and pulls the desk drawer. Sheng Sheng turns over all the 440 grain reserves -- Xiangyang's four packages of instant noodles + three ham sausages + two bags of pickled mustard, Ren Zhe's Swiss chocolate gift box + five packages of fresh shrimps from Southeast Asia, Song Fei's two packages of instant noodles + a big bag of melon seeds, and Wang Qingyuan's three apples.
As a boy's dormitory, things can't be counted as few, but staple food can be counted as six packs of instant noodles. How long can three people support?
"You say we don't have the habit of hoarding food," said josch. He was never so upset that he didn't eat food. Then he suddenly looked out of the window at the direction of the women's dormitory, which was completely separated from the men's dormitory, and belonged to the blissful world in the dreams of the men. "I heard that the women students are all little hamsters, but they like to hoard snacks I just buy food and cook in my dormitory... "
Since ancient times, countless obscene male dormitory students are out of their wits in the remote female dormitory area.
But there is no lust on the face, only the desire of the mouth, josch may be the first.
"When it's time to eat, it's time to hate less," Song Fei opened the chocolate box, threw a heart-shaped one into his mouth, and then handed another heart-shaped one to Josh. "Don't look at people greedy."
Looking at plum can quench thirst, looking at rice can only see more hungry.
Josch looked back, took the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. The rich aroma of cocoa temporarily suppressed his hunger.
"Cough." Qi Yan, standing beside him, coughed.
Song Fei squint at him, instantly understand, rolled his eyes, but turned and took a chocolate into his hand.
Qi Yan looked down at the small square piece in his palm and felt that it was definitely not as sweet as those two hearts.
Song Fei couldn't understand what Qi Yan meant when he asked for chocolate and didn't eat it. But Qi Yan always takes a wind from time to time, and he is used to it. The stomach has already issued a weak protest. For him who seldom has breakfast, he should be hungry at this time, but he is not hungry. Therefore, how to choose the limited food is a very deep knowledge.
"If I'm not too hungry, I'd like to eat some snacks and fruits. If I'm really hungry, I'll eat instant noodles to maximize the effectiveness." Josch gives scientific advice.
Song Fei thinks it's reasonable. He chooses Wang Qingyuan's apple.
Qi Yan watched as Song Fei picked up the apple. He just said "don't" and someone else had already snapped off a big mouthful of it, which made it a joy.
"What?" After three bites of half an apple, Song Fei made efforts to deal with Qi Yan.
Qi Yan saw that he was eating so well. He thought he might be worried too much. He shook his head: "it's OK."
Song Fei was puzzled. He took three more bites, and finally chewed the apple kernel short and lean. That's the end.
"You two don't eat?" He enjoyed himself, but the two students did not move, which made Song Fei feel a little sorry.
But josch chuckled: "you forget where we just came back from?"
Song feiji, the canteen, and it's the canteen where the door was locked up yesterday. The kitchen behind the window is not all food.
"I'm not hungry. What are you drooling at other people's dormitories?"
"I have a long-term view. Not hungry now doesn't mean not hungry in the future. Our stuff can last for a few days. I'll tell you that the girl's dormitory will be ok if she is trapped for three months!"
Song Fei was amused, and just wanted to make complaints about his stomach. Suddenly, his stomach was sour, and a very unpopular feeling came back again, and it was stronger than before.
Qiao Si Qi watched Song Fei approach the instant noodles step by step. At last, he really grabbed a bag and quickly stopped: "Hey, what are you doing? I didn't just finish with you, but I had to be very hungry to eat! "
Song Fei seriously looked into his eyes: "I am very hungry now."
Josch collapsed: "didn't you just eat an apple?"
Song Fei more collapse: "it must be an apple type Jianweixiaoshi Tablets!"
Qi Yanfu's forehead, he knew that apple, a fruit with high acidity, can't be full, but the more you eat, the more hungry you will be.
During his lunch, Qi Yan and Qiao Siqi were busy looking for things that could be used as weapons. Finally, Qiao Siqi found Ren Zhe's Swiss Army knife and Qi Yan found Wang Qingyuan's fruit knife. Both knives were very small and could be folded. They were almost as lethal as Qiao Siqi's, although there were too many twists in his hand Screw, small scissors, bottle opener and other playful functions.
When Song Fei finished eating, he saw his two companions holding a knife. As a member of the 440, he knew very well that the knife was gone.
"Do you two have a good idea, running back from the kitchen in the dining hall and grabbing knives from me?"
"Man, the back kitchen cooks, not the armory. Just a few kitchen knives. Do you think we can get them?"
Song Fei does not give up. He looks at Qi Yan with twinkling eyes, as if he is seduced.Qi Yan likes to be looked at like this very much, the canthus of the eye brow tip all hanged to smile: "you hide behind me good."
Song Fei black line: "roll."
Taking a broad view, the usability objects of 440 are Ren Zhe's guitar and Wang Qingyuan's English Chinese dictionary. Song Fei felt that he could think of the epitaph now.
Jorge strove to hold the heavy dictionary and handed it to Song Fei: "I really think it's OK. If you think about it, who can bear the power of knowledge? "
Song Fei's forehead is beating and his teeth are grinding.
He swore that Qi Yan would dare to hand over his guitar. He would never force him to take his first dictionary!
Of course, Qi Yan didn't take the guitar. What he handed to Song Fei was a red Tai Chi Fan.
"Are you kidding me?" It's not as good as a guitar!
Seeing that Song Fei didn't answer, Qi Yan shook his wrist, and the fan clattered out, which was quite soulful.
Song Fei picks an eyebrow: "how, want to dance a paragraph?"
Qi Yan smiles a little, fan pa a, face to face call to Song Fei's face.
Qi Yan's strength is not heavy, but It's not a matter of strength at all, OK!
Song Fei furiously opens his fan. Just as he wants to get angry, he hears Qi Yan say: "just block it, if they want to bite you."
Song Fei was stunned. He looked at the stainless steel fan bone in front of him and the tough red silk. At last, he raised his hand and took the initiative to call the fan to his face. He suddenly opened his mouth. No matter how big the mouth is, it's bigger than the fan face. Unless he bites the edge of the fan directly, he can't get down if he's called from the front!
Seeing this, Qi Yan smiles and asks, "do you still think I'm teasing you?"
Song Fei didn't speak. He just closed the fan with a crash and kept playing it in his hands. It seemed that it was not a fan, but a magic weapon.
The food has come to an end, the weapons are all in hand, and the rest is to study the future. Maybe zombies may not break through the gate of the dormitory, but if there is no planning in advance, once they break through, they will die.
Qi Yan: "first of all, if they rush in, we can't go to the corridor. If we want to escape, we can only climb down from a balcony."
Josch: "it takes arm strength to climb up, not everyone can do it, but it's not a big problem as long as you are careful not to step on the air when you go down!"
Qi Yan: "then go straight to the supermarket, which is the nearest place to the dormitory where the door can be locked."
Josch: "no, someone wants to hide there when they run back from the canteen. They are bitten to death when they enter the room."
Qi Yan: "that was before. Don't you find that they not only attack people, but also eat people, and they often eat one person at a time. I feel that their desire to attack should be driven by hunger, so once all the students in the supermarket are killed, they will not stay there for a long time and will go to look for other prey. "
Josch: "there won't be people who just eat and don't leave?"
Qi Yan: "yes, but the number must be less than those wandering outside. If we can't deal with them, we will be dead sooner or later."
Josch: OK, that's a lot of points
Song Fei I would like to ask if this meeting has not set up my speech session? "
Deep in the night, the wind is stronger.
In the dormitory where the heating was stopped, it was chilly. Song Fei covered the quilt tightly and covered it with two pieces of clothes. He still felt stiff. He did not dare to move, because the chill seemed to be pervasive. If he moved, he would feel a little colder.
"Are you all asleep?" In the dark, josch called softly.
Song Fei pressure bass back to him: "No."
For a long time, Qi Yan, who was lying head to head, uttered: "well."
Josie was so embarrassed that he didn't sleep, so he didn't worry any more and returned to the normal volume, but his tone was hesitant: "let's Can you get out alive? "
Qi Yan is silent.
Song Fei doesn't want to think about this problem rationally. He prefers to rely on intuition: "definitely."
Josie quirred: "who gives you confidence."
"You two." "If I were alone, I might not be able to survive until now. Don't you have a saying to say that, death is not terrible, and death is terrible. But now we are three people. If we work together, we can make it
make complaints about the remaining Tucao in Joe's throat.
He disguised his fear with ridicule, disguised his fear with joke, and even pretended to be a professional zombie. But in fact, he was scared to death. He knew that Song Fei was also afraid. In the face of such a situation, it is really unscientific not to be afraid. However, Song Fei's fear is true, and so is his belief. He doesn't need to deceive himself like himself. He really believes that they can. This belief is not only enviable, but also powerful.
"Well, I'll make it." Josch murmured, not only to his companions, but also to himself.
From the beginning to hear the end of Qi Yan quietly looking at the ceiling in the moonlight, the corners of his mouth like a smile. He knew that he liked Song Fei, but he often struggled, because he could not find the source of this feeling. That person has a bad temper and studies hard. Even his appearance is not the type he appreciates. Except for Zhongxie, Qi Yan can't think of the reason why he is attracted by the other party.Until just now.
That's what attracted you at first. At first glance, it's totally groundless and inexplicable self-confidence. When we get closer, we will know that it's the same as sunflower. It's always smiling towards the sun. No matter in good or bad times, it's brave and optimistic.
When Song Fei woke up naturally, the East was turning white.
Dormitory has come to electricity, Qi Yan is sitting at the desk with a small lamp reading. Josch was sitting on the stool beside him chewing instant noodles. When he got up, he said vaguely: "goodcat Ning..."
Song Fei sat there in a trance and thought of a question: "why is it that the school can't protect itself and doesn't forget to turn off the lights?"
Joe Siqi, who was chewing bread, was stunned when he heard that. Obviously, he had never thought about this too common thing. He opened his mouth wide and said, "who am I? Where am I? What happened?" for a long time, he said, "yes, why is it that the school is occupied? There is still a lamp holder who sticks to his position in some mysterious dark corner?"
Qi Yan glanced at him and sincerely advised him to "watch less movies in the future."
Song Feiyang raised his eyebrows, provocative like: "you know?"
Qi Yan calmly put down Wang Qingyuan's book "Tourism Anthropology" and preached to his two teammates: "the lights out in our new campus is controlled by the single-chip microcomputer system in the power distribution room of the school. As long as the power supply room is not cut off, the lights out will always run regularly. Do you understand
Song Fei and josch, you look at me and I look at you. Their ignorant eyes meet in the air and touch the sparks of ignorance.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle -
josch: "it's the end of the world anyway..."
Song Fei: "turn off the light, too."
The plan of the day is in the morning. Song Fei's morning is full of sadness.
Life can not love to climb out of bed, want to pour a glass of water to drink to ease the heart of sadness, a row of four pots, only one is still rippling.
"That's all. Save it," said josch, who obviously didn't sleep well. His two black eyes were like national treasures. "But it's no use saving it. In the end, he had to drink cold water."
Song Fei glared at Qi Yan: "originally we could boil our own water. We checked the dormitory two days ago, but a son of a bitch just confiscated hot fast."
Josch did not understand the enmity, but thought of another thing: "how hot is it? We have a dormitory
Song Fei can't laugh or cry: "I can't afford to live any more. I'll burn a fart. I'll just go straight to the water pipe. I don't need to live so delicately."
Josch hesitated a little, mainly because of the water quality of the tap water in his school. Sometimes he could taste coffee, and the content was rich. I'm not at ease when it's boiling. I can't do it with a water pipe!
I don't know if I received John's fiery eyes for help. Qi Yan finally raised his head from the book: "which dormitory do you live in?"
Josch quickly replied, "637, just a little bit up here!"
Qi Yan nodded: "after daybreak, I'll go to other dormitories to find food and get it by the way."
Josch only hated that he was a straight man, or he would be forced to take over love!
At noon, the sun was shining, but there was no warmth. The cold north wind whistling in the sun, occasionally a few mischievous into the 440 balcony sliding door crack, singing a cheerful and strange song. Inside, under the attention of Qiao Siqi and Qi Yan, Song Fei opens the wardrobe and pulls the desk drawer. Sheng Sheng turns over all the 440 grain reserves -- Xiangyang's four packages of instant noodles + three ham sausages + two bags of pickled mustard, Ren Zhe's Swiss chocolate gift box + five packages of fresh shrimps from Southeast Asia, Song Fei's two packages of instant noodles + a big bag of melon seeds, and Wang Qingyuan's three apples. As a boy's dormitory, things can't be counted as few, but staple food can be counted as six packs of instant noodles. How long can three people support? "You say we don't have the habit of hoarding food," said josch. He was never so upset that he didn't eat food. Then he suddenly looked out of the window at the direction of the women's dormitory, which was completely separated from the men's dormitory, and belonged to the blissful world in the dreams of the men. "I heard that the women students are all little hamsters, but they like to hoard snacks I just buy food and cook in my dormitory... " Since ancient times, countless obscene male dormitory students are out of their wits in the remote female dormitory area. But there is no lust on the face, only the desire of the mouth, josch may be the first. "When it's time to eat, it's time to hate less," Song Fei opened the chocolate box, threw a heart-shaped one into his mouth, and then handed another heart-shaped one to Josh. "Don't look at people greedy." Looking at plum can quench thirst, looking at rice can only see more hungry. Josch looked back, took the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. The rich aroma of cocoa temporarily suppressed his hunger. "Cough." Qi Yan, standing beside him, coughed. Song Fei squint at him, instantly understand, rolled his eyes, but turned and took a chocolate into his hand. Qi Yan looked down at the small square piece in his palm and felt that it was definitely not as sweet as those two hearts. Song Fei couldn't understand what Qi Yan meant when he asked for chocolate and didn't eat it. But Qi Yan always takes a wind from time to time, and he is used to it. The stomach has already issued a weak protest. For him who seldom has breakfast, he should be hungry at this time, but he is not hungry. Therefore, how to choose the limited food is a very deep knowledge. "If I'm not too hungry, I'd like to eat some snacks and fruits. If I'm really hungry, I'll eat instant noodles to maximize the effectiveness." Josch gives scientific advice. Song Fei thinks it's reasonable. He chooses Wang Qingyuan's apple. Qi Yan watched as Song Fei picked up the apple. He just said "don't" and someone else had already snapped off a big mouthful of it, which made it a joy. "What?" After three bites of half an apple, Song Fei made efforts to deal with Qi Yan. Qi Yan saw that he was eating so well. He thought he might be worried too much. He shook his head: "it's OK." Song Fei was puzzled. He took three more bites, and finally chewed the apple kernel short and lean. That's the end. "You two don't eat?" He enjoyed himself, but the two students did not move, which made Song Fei feel a little sorry. But josch chuckled: "you forget where we just came back from?" Song feiji, the canteen, and it's the canteen where the door was locked up yesterday. The kitchen behind the window is not all food. "I'm not hungry. What are you drooling at other people's dormitories?" "I have a long-term view. Not hungry now doesn't mean not hungry in the future. Our stuff can last for a few days. I'll tell you that the girl's dormitory will be ok if she is trapped for three months!" Song Fei was amused, and just wanted to make complaints about his stomach. Suddenly, his stomach was sour, and a very unpopular feeling came back again, and it was stronger than before. Qiao Si Qi watched Song Fei approach the instant noodles step by step. At last, he really grabbed a bag and quickly stopped: "Hey, what are you doing? I didn't just finish with you, but I had to be very hungry to eat! " Song Fei seriously looked into his eyes: "I am very hungry now." Josch collapsed: "didn't you just eat an apple?" Song Fei more collapse: "it must be an apple type Jianweixiaoshi Tablets!" Qi Yanfu's forehead, he knew that apple, a fruit with high acidity, can't be full, but the more you eat, the more hungry you will be. During his lunch, Qi Yan and Qiao Siqi were busy looking for things that could be used as weapons. Finally, Qiao Siqi found Ren Zhe's Swiss Army knife and Qi Yan found Wang Qingyuan's fruit knife. Both knives were very small and could be folded. They were almost as lethal as Qiao Siqi's, although there were too many twists in his hand Screw, small scissors, bottle opener and other playful functions. When Song Fei finished eating, he saw his two companions holding a knife. As a member of the 440, he knew very well that the knife was gone. "Do you two have a good idea, running back from the kitchen in the dining hall and grabbing knives from me?" "Man, the back kitchen cooks, not the armory. Just a few kitchen knives. Do you think we can get them?" Song Fei does not give up. He looks at Qi Yan with twinkling eyes, as if he is seduced.Qi Yan likes to be looked at like this very much, the canthus of the eye brow tip all hanged to smile: "you hide behind me good." Song Fei black line: "roll." Taking a broad view, the usability objects of 440 are Ren Zhe's guitar and Wang Qingyuan's English Chinese dictionary. Song Fei felt that he could think of the epitaph now. Jorge strove to hold the heavy dictionary and handed it to Song Fei: "I really think it's OK. If you think about it, who can bear the power of knowledge? " Song Fei's forehead is beating and his teeth are grinding. He swore that Qi Yan would dare to hand over his guitar. He would never force him to take his first dictionary! Of course, Qi Yan didn't take the guitar. What he handed to Song Fei was a red Tai Chi Fan. "Are you kidding me?" It's not as good as a guitar! Seeing that Song Fei didn't answer, Qi Yan shook his wrist, and the fan clattered out, which was quite soulful. Song Fei picks an eyebrow: "how, want to dance a paragraph?" Qi Yan smiles a little, fan pa a, face to face call to Song Fei's face. Qi Yan's strength is not heavy, but It's not a matter of strength at all, OK! Song Fei furiously opens his fan. Just as he wants to get angry, he hears Qi Yan say: "just block it, if they want to bite you." Song Fei was stunned. He looked at the stainless steel fan bone in front of him and the tough red silk. At last, he raised his hand and took the initiative to call the fan to his face. He suddenly opened his mouth. No matter how big the mouth is, it's bigger than the fan face. Unless he bites the edge of the fan directly, he can't get down if he's called from the front! Seeing this, Qi Yan smiles and asks, "do you still think I'm teasing you?" Song Fei didn't speak. He just closed the fan with a crash and kept playing it in his hands. It seemed that it was not a fan, but a magic weapon. The food has come to an end, the weapons are all in hand, and the rest is to study the future. Maybe zombies may not break through the gate of the dormitory, but if there is no planning in advance, once they break through, they will die. Qi Yan: "first of all, if they rush in, we can't go to the corridor. If we want to escape, we can only climb down from a balcony." Josch: "it takes arm strength to climb up, not everyone can do it, but it's not a big problem as long as you are careful not to step on the air when you go down!" Qi Yan: "then go straight to the supermarket, which is the nearest place to the dormitory where the door can be locked." Josch: "no, someone wants to hide there when they run back from the canteen. They are bitten to death when they enter the room." Qi Yan: "that was before. Don't you find that they not only attack people, but also eat people, and they often eat one person at a time. I feel that their desire to attack should be driven by hunger, so once all the students in the supermarket are killed, they will not stay there for a long time and will go to look for other prey. " Josch: "there won't be people who just eat and don't leave?" Qi Yan: "yes, but the number must be less than those wandering outside. If we can't deal with them, we will be dead sooner or later." Josch: OK, that's a lot of points Song Fei I would like to ask if this meeting has not set up my speech session? " Deep in the night, the wind is stronger. In the dormitory where the heating was stopped, it was chilly. Song Fei covered the quilt tightly and covered it with two pieces of clothes. He still felt stiff. He did not dare to move, because the chill seemed to be pervasive. If he moved, he would feel a little colder. "Are you all asleep?" In the dark, josch called softly. Song Fei pressure bass back to him: "No." For a long time, Qi Yan, who was lying head to head, uttered: "well." Josie was so embarrassed that he didn't sleep, so he didn't worry any more and returned to the normal volume, but his tone was hesitant: "let's Can you get out alive? " Qi Yan is silent. Song Fei doesn't want to think about this problem rationally. He prefers to rely on intuition: "definitely." Josie quirred: "who gives you confidence." "You two." "If I were alone, I might not be able to survive until now. Don't you have a saying to say that, death is not terrible, and death is terrible. But now we are three people. If we work together, we can make it make complaints about the remaining Tucao in Joe's throat. He disguised his fear with ridicule, disguised his fear with joke, and even pretended to be a professional zombie. But in fact, he was scared to death. He knew that Song Fei was also afraid. In the face of such a situation, it is really unscientific not to be afraid. However, Song Fei's fear is true, and so is his belief. He doesn't need to deceive himself like himself. He really believes that they can. This belief is not only enviable, but also powerful. "Well, I'll make it." Josch murmured, not only to his companions, but also to himself. From the beginning to hear the end of Qi Yan quietly looking at the ceiling in the moonlight, the corners of his mouth like a smile. He knew that he liked Song Fei, but he often struggled, because he could not find the source of this feeling. That person has a bad temper and studies hard. Even his appearance is not the type he appreciates. Except for Zhongxie, Qi Yan can't think of the reason why he is attracted by the other party.Until just now. That's what attracted you at first. At first glance, it's totally groundless and inexplicable self-confidence. When we get closer, we will know that it's the same as sunflower. It's always smiling towards the sun. No matter in good or bad times, it's brave and optimistic. When Song Fei woke up naturally, the East was turning white. Dormitory has come to electricity, Qi Yan is sitting at the desk with a small lamp reading. Josch was sitting on the stool beside him chewing instant noodles. When he got up, he said vaguely: "goodcat Ning..." Song Fei sat there in a trance and thought of a question: "why is it that the school can't protect itself and doesn't forget to turn off the lights?" Joe Siqi, who was chewing bread, was stunned when he heard that. Obviously, he had never thought about this too common thing. He opened his mouth wide and said, "who am I? Where am I? What happened?" for a long time, he said, "yes, why is it that the school is occupied? There is still a lamp holder who sticks to his position in some mysterious dark corner?" Qi Yan glanced at him and sincerely advised him to "watch less movies in the future." Song Feiyang raised his eyebrows, provocative like: "you know?" Qi Yan calmly put down Wang Qingyuan's book "Tourism Anthropology" and preached to his two teammates: "the lights out in our new campus is controlled by the single-chip microcomputer system in the power distribution room of the school. As long as the power supply room is not cut off, the lights out will always run regularly. Do you understand Song Fei and josch, you look at me and I look at you. Their ignorant eyes meet in the air and touch the sparks of ignorance. But it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle - josch: "it's the end of the world anyway..." Song Fei: "turn off the light, too." The plan of the day is in the morning. Song Fei's morning is full of sadness. Life can not love to climb out of bed, want to pour a glass of water to drink to ease the heart of sadness, a row of four pots, only one is still rippling. "That's all. Save it," said josch, who obviously didn't sleep well. His two black eyes were like national treasures. "But it's no use saving it. In the end, he had to drink cold water." Song Fei glared at Qi Yan: "originally we could boil our own water. We checked the dormitory two days ago, but a son of a bitch just confiscated hot fast." Josch did not understand the enmity, but thought of another thing: "how hot is it? We have a dormitory Song Fei can't laugh or cry: "I can't afford to live any more. I'll burn a fart. I'll just go straight to the water pipe. I don't need to live so delicately." Josch hesitated a little, mainly because of the water quality of the tap water in his school. Sometimes he could taste coffee, and the content was rich. I'm not at ease when it's boiling. I can't do it with a water pipe! I don't know if I received John's fiery eyes for help. Qi Yan finally raised his head from the book: "which dormitory do you live in?" Josch quickly replied, "637, just a little bit up here!" Qi Yan nodded: "after daybreak, I'll go to other dormitories to find food and get it by the way." Josch only hated that he was a straight man, or he would be forced to take over love!
