Chapter 38
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I don't know when the moon struggled out of the thick clouds, a few strands of bright, swirling snowflakes with a little bit of light.
Song Fei looks back out of the window, but the new partner in the kitchen is still low and silent, which is very unpleasant. They sat on the floor nearby, or against the desk, or against the corner, or just in front of themselves. Beside them, their clothes were stained with gray soil, rubbed with dark red blood, their tired faces could not be covered even after they had been washed, and the fear hidden in the bottom of their eyes all told of their thrilling journey.
Zhao he fidgetily takes out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. Without waiting, he is snatched away by Song Fei. His face was puzzled, and his brow was higher than the mountain: "why?"
"Sooner or later, you have to give up. While it's early, it's not late."
Zhao he did not understand: "why do you want to quit?"
After thinking about it, Sophie said: "actually, I don't have a say in this matter. I suggest you communicate with Johns."
The sudden foreign atmosphere made Zhao a little confused: "are there any foreign students in your class?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Zhao he black line, almost do not know where to Tucao: "it's all time, can we make complaints about it?"
Song Fei is also very unjust. He doesn't produce an English name. He's just a porter of George!
Seeing these two people's communication obstacles, he Zhi, who had not been waiting for the substance for a long time, couldn't help but ask his classmates, "that, Song Fei?"
"Well," Song Fei resolutely gave up entanglement with Zhao he and looked at the amiable classmate he, "how?"
"I just heard you shout to the following class 1 of wusheng. Are you Peking Opera majors of the Academy of Arts?" He Zhiwen: the round eyes behind the round glasses are innocent and innocent.
Song Fei
Feng Qibai's supporting forehead is absolutely loveless: "I know our major is messy, but Peking Opera is really not."
"We're not in the same hospital." Unable to laugh or cry, Lin Dilei explains to Song Fei, "there are eight of us, just like you, who got together when we were running for our lives. We all have them in any hospital."
He Zhi asked: "that class 1 of wusheng..."
Lin Dilei: "when we name ourselves, we feel like a group. It's safer, more practical and more united."
He Zhi asked: "well, it sounds like wusheng has a strong fighting capacity. It's great!"
Song Fei interjected: "no, our full name is class 1
He Zhi asked: "what's going on?"
Lin Dilei: "we still have Banhu!"
He Zhi asked: "ah?"
Lin Dilei: "ready - up!"
Song, Lin: "Weiwu unyielding survival 1, ghosts and snakes are all back to the West!"
He Zhi asked Thank you. I have no other questions
He Zhiwen asked the students about their internal injuries, but the boys downstairs were so nervous by the class call sign --
Qi Yan: "what's the matter?"
Song feiji responded loudly: "it's OK!"
Qi Yan collapses: "if it's OK, what are you shouting for?"
Song Fei is angry: "I'm showing them the style of our class!"
Qi Yan's black line
Soon Wang Qingyuan's voice floated up: "display can, pay attention to the scale, don't pull hatred."
“……” Looking around at his new friends, he always felt that it was a little late.
Lin Dilei suddenly thinks of something. She quickly gets up and runs to open the window. Song Fei is scared in a cold sweat by her and thinks that there is a zombie climbing up. But after opening the window, Lin Dilei didn't fight. Instead, she looked down and said to her comrades downstairs: "don't shout any more. The zombies have gathered here!"
Song Fei responded that their loud communication would inevitably lead to zombies, just like when they talked too loud in the dormitory, they would be hit by the door. The kitchen on the second floor is nothing, but the windows on the first floor can be turned in when standing on the ground. Even the toughened glass curtain wall windows with locks, it's better not to provoke zombies.
They didn't open the window, they just stood in the room and yelled at the top, just to guard against zombies. But now, if there is no airtight wall in the afterlife, yelling in the room is not a long-term solution.
There are blinds on the windows of the kitchen. Seeing that there are already zombies rushing over excitedly, Luo Geng and Zhou Tongyi quickly put down the blinds and adjusted them to a completely closed state, so that the zombies can no longer be seen in the kitchen. To some extent, the lack of visual stimulation will make them less impulsive to hunt.
When the blinds are put, other comrades in arms have retreated to a place a little far away from the window by tacit understanding - after isolating the vision, try to keep the smell away from the possible cracks in the window. So the two people who finished covering naturally pulled Qi Yan, the only one who was still standing in the same place, and wanted to take people inside.
As a result, Qi Yan didn't move.
Two people are stunned, that end of Qiao Si Qi once see understand, the big ground advise: "don't worry, you listen to them lively, upstairs classmates must be very friendly."Qi Yan thin lips micro movement, seems to want to say something, but Wang Qingyuan grabbed the first: "I don't think so."
Qiao Siqi didn't expect that Wang was the opposite of him. He was not happy at the moment: "what's your opinion?"
Wang light yuan light way: "can listen to them to shout the team to shout earnestly, impossible is only friendly, should call silly white sweet."
Josch: "well If you are a friendly army in the future, would you please show your identity first? "
Qi Yan was even more upset by them. He said in a deep voice: "even if you are friendly, you should know what environment, how many people are there, and whether the doors and windows are safe. After all, in this situation, no one is sure who will do what. "
The comrades in arms are silent. No one can refute this.
After a while, Li Jingyu said: "now can't shout, mobile phone and no signal, no network, even if you want to ask the situation, there's nothing you can do."
Qi Yan clenched his lips, frowned and fell into thinking.
All the comrades in arms look at each other helplessly -
[Zhou Yi: true love is that you will never die until you reach the Yellow River. 】
[Josh: no tears without a coffin. 】
[Luo Geng: don't hit the south wall, don't look back. 】
[Li Jingyu: if you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero. 】
[George: Song Fei's nickname is great wall? 】
[Wang Qingyuan: 】
are there any comrades in arms who don't drive? If so, Mr. Wang of the history institute wants seven, copy, paste and replace them all at once!
"Song Fei -"
the hard thinking classmate Qi finally showed up and roared into the sky.
The comrades in arms were startled and the eye wave communication was interrupted. Song's helpless response soon came from upstairs: "what's the matter?"
Qi Yan was unmoved and said simply: "turn on Bluetooth."
My friends admire me all over the world - who says that people in love are fools? Bah, that's crazy!
On the second floor of the dining hall, Song Fei was stunned before he reflected Qi Yan's meaning. He was ready to communicate with his mobile phone. But the question is, can Bluetooth be connected across a floor? Song Fei has no confidence.
But when the first floor spoke, it must be the organizational decision made by the class. The starting point must be to worry about him and Lin Dilei. Song Fei thought so simply that he felt out his mobile phone and turned on Bluetooth.
As expected, the ideal was hit by the reality.
There's nothing in the search area.
Song Fei refreshes and refreshes, but he still can't find it. He's so anxious that he'll drop his mobile phone. It's just like this. If you don't do it, you can't do it at all. But if you do it with a "maybe" mentality, you won't be successful.
Song Feiteng stood up and began to rush through the kitchen, trying to find the place where the floor was thin.
Behind the little partner a little can't see, Feng Qibai is directly out of his mobile phone: "not Bluetooth, I opened with you, you search, the name is northwest Michelangelo."
Song Fei
The failure of pairing is a heavy blow to Qi Yan, but it's really not good to be separated from the floor. When Song Fei is silent, he is honest. With a helpless sigh, he began to roll up his sleeves and clean up the kitchen.
At the time of the outbreak of the corpse tide, lunch was being prepared here. Some dishes that were not afraid of cold had been finished and put into large square plates. They were neatly stacked on the counter, and more dishes were still in the pot. There is a big stove with more than ten big stoves, each of which has a big pot on it. In the pot, there are semi-finished products. Some fried shovels are also thrown in the pot at will. Some shovels fall on the ground. There are several shovels that can't be found at all. I don't know if they were used as weapons by the chefs at that time.
The heating of the back kitchen also depends on heating, and now the room is cold and overcast. Rao is so, these dishes are still rotten, rotten, rotten, moldy moldy, with the zombies on the ground, mixed with a disgusting taste. If the kitchen space on the first floor was not large enough, they would be choked to death when they rush in.
Before the battle, or rescuing the comrades in arms on the tree or the roof, their nerves were all highly tense, and they didn't feel it. Now when they were quiet, they felt sick. So as soon as he saw Qi Yan's action, his friends started to move. They pulled a large empty plastic bucket from the corner of the wall and poured out the mess in the pot. Finally, cover a few hogwash buckets with big black plastic bags and push them to the farthest corner. Then you can get a mop to clean the pots and pans, brush the dishes, and wipe the bloodstained ground. For a time, the clattering sound of the tap was heard all the time, and there was a labor scene of daring to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky.
On the first floor when the partners sweat, the second floor is a delicate silence. In line with the principle of Ka song's Bluetooth, he began to feel relieved that his classmates didn't understand the situation.
But he didn't pay attention to editing. Instead, he typed a few words and looked at his new friends. It seemed that instead of typing on his mobile phone, he gave Zhao he two thumbs to sketch. At the end of the day, six people were seen straight hair, instinctively sat together, absorbing each other's warmth.
Fu Xiyuan: "what is he doing?"Wu Zhou: "it looks like typing."
Zhao he: "type well, what are we doing?"
Huang Mo: "we should report our situation downstairs."
Feng Qibai: "the mobile phone can't connect, how to report?"
He Zhi asked: "have already thought of a way, you see he has a clear mind."
"Hey." The object of abdominal Fei suddenly called to them, "what's the name of your class?"
Six people big eyes stare small eyes, did not understand: "hmm?"
With a smile, Lin Dilei understood Song Fei's meaning and explained: "our name is class 1 of Weiwu unyielding survival. You also have a name. It's a great fate to be able to rush out of the dormitory and gather here. After forming a class, you don't have to fight alone any more. Believe me, it's great. "
Song Fei asks his friends on the first floor to go to the east to attract the zombies. When he and Qi Yan open the window in the West and stretch out their mobile phones to connect Bluetooth, the sanitation work on the first floor is almost done. Qi Yan just squats in front of the zombies next to the swill bucket to start research. Song Fei's voice is so scared that he almost jumps on the body.
Qiao Siqi, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng Zheng were bored and volunteered to go to the East. When they opened the window, they were very emotional. Qi Yan waited patiently, looked at the right time, quickly opened the window, stretched out his arm to complete the match with Song Fei at the fastest speed. Li Jingyu was terrified and didn't dare to make a sound. She could only hope that Qi Yan would not shake her hands. After all, she had only bought her mobile phone for less than two months.
After receiving a picture, Qi Yan quickly closed the window and got out of the blinds. The trio at the other end had closed the window first, because the zombies were gathering faster than they expected. Fortunately, the information transmission was successfully completed.
It's a screenshot of a memo full of words. Six heads of class 1 of wusheng come together to share the recent situation of Song Fei and Lin Dilei -
[comrades in arms, see the words in front of you. Mine and I are on top of your heads now. Everything is OK. This is the special window kitchen of Korean food. The space is not big, but it has been cleaned up. There are many stone pots, laver slices, raw and cold noodles, rice, vacuum packed new year cake, pickled radish, hot cabbage and so on. Don't worry about our dinner. There were six people on the other side. They escaped from the dormitory yesterday and survived here. They are united and friendly. They treat us like a spring breeze. I will tell them our experience and exchange my heart for a smile. I will return to the team as soon as possible after dawn tomorrow. PS. they didn't like to name their class, so I replaced it with class 2. The members of the class are as follows: Zhao he (guangshuai!) Fu Xiyuan, Department of social sports, Wu Zhou, Department of social sports, he Zhiwen, Department of physics, Feng Qibai, Department of sculpture and Huang Mo, Department of psychology. 】
the six comrades in arms were completely relieved when they saw the end. Although he didn't say it, in fact, in the current situation, every time he met a group of people, he would mutter in his heart. They don't harm others, but they can't be on guard. However, looking at the state in Song Fei's screenshot, they are more or less relieved that they are at home. Even if, to say the least, Song Fei could not see people correctly, these six are bad guys, eight to six, they are not without the power to fight back.
Just -
josch: "did you notice the two punctuations in brackets..."
Luo Geng: "it really makes people care."
Li Jingyu: "the question mark represents the uncertainty. How can there be a real Banxian?"
Zhou Tongyi: "exclamation mark?"
Wang Qingyuan: "it should be the expression of inner true mood."
Five pairs of eyes looked at Qi Yan. The latter pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and yelled: "who is more handsome?"
soon, song's response came from the top: "almost --"
Qi Yan: "almost what's the difference?"
Song Fei: "it's just a little bit. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen! Why, I don't want you to shout! "
Qi Yan: "well, it's OK."
four buddy make complaints about the expression of the face from the face to the face of the smiling face. What's more, it can't imagine what words to use to Tucao. But josch doesn't think it's childish, or it doesn't matter whether he's childish or not -
"I really want to burn these homosexuals..."
There are different opinions downstairs, and they look at each other upstairs. They are not as good as wusheng class 1. At least class 1 read the letter, and there is no obstacle to the understanding of the later derived dialogue. But class 2 didn't see the screenshot from the beginning to the end, only probably knew that Song Fei had written about the situation on the second floor, so they were confused about whether he was handsome or not.
Of course, there are also sensitive ones, such as Zhao he. After touching his bald head for a long time, he finally confided his true emotion: "why is there a kind of unwillingness..."
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I don't know when the moon struggled out of the thick clouds, a few strands of bright, swirling snowflakes with a little bit of light.
Song Fei looks back out of the window, but the new partner in the kitchen is still low and silent, which is very unpleasant. They sat on the floor nearby, or against the desk, or against the corner, or just in front of themselves. Beside them, their clothes were stained with gray soil, rubbed with dark red blood, their tired faces could not be covered even after they had been washed, and the fear hidden in the bottom of their eyes all told of their thrilling journey.
Zhao he fidgetily takes out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. Without waiting, he is snatched away by Song Fei. His face was puzzled, and his brow was higher than the mountain: "why?"
"Sooner or later, you have to give up. While it's early, it's not late."
Zhao he did not understand: "why do you want to quit?"
After thinking about it, Sophie said: "actually, I don't have a say in this matter. I suggest you communicate with Johns."
The sudden foreign atmosphere made Zhao a little confused: "are there any foreign students in your class?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Zhao he black line, almost do not know where to Tucao: "it's all time, can we make complaints about it?"
Song Fei is also very unjust. He doesn't produce an English name. He's just a porter of George!
Seeing these two people's communication obstacles, he Zhi, who had not been waiting for the substance for a long time, couldn't help but ask his classmates, "that, Song Fei?"
"Well," Song Fei resolutely gave up entanglement with Zhao he and looked at the amiable classmate he, "how?"
"I just heard you shout to the following class 1 of wusheng. Are you Peking Opera majors of the Academy of Arts?" He Zhiwen: the round eyes behind the round glasses are innocent and innocent.
Song Fei
Feng Qibai's supporting forehead is absolutely loveless: "I know our major is messy, but Peking Opera is really not."
"We're not in the same hospital." Unable to laugh or cry, Lin Dilei explains to Song Fei, "there are eight of us, just like you, who got together when we were running for our lives. We all have them in any hospital."
He Zhi asked: "that class 1 of wusheng..."
Lin Dilei: "when we name ourselves, we feel like a group. It's safer, more practical and more united."
He Zhi asked: "well, it sounds like wusheng has a strong fighting capacity. It's great!"
Song Fei interjected: "no, our full name is class 1
He Zhi asked: "what's going on?"
Lin Dilei: "we still have Banhu!"
He Zhi asked: "ah?"
Lin Dilei: "ready - up!"
Song, Lin: "Weiwu unyielding survival 1, ghosts and snakes are all back to the West!"
He Zhi asked Thank you. I have no other questions
He Zhiwen asked the students about their internal injuries, but the boys downstairs were so nervous by the class call sign --
Qi Yan: "what's the matter?"
Song feiji responded loudly: "it's OK!"
Qi Yan collapses: "if it's OK, what are you shouting for?"
Song Fei is angry: "I'm showing them the style of our class!"
Qi Yan's black line
Soon Wang Qingyuan's voice floated up: "display can, pay attention to the scale, don't pull hatred."
“……” Looking around at his new friends, he always felt that it was a little late.
Lin Dilei suddenly thinks of something. She quickly gets up and runs to open the window. Song Fei is scared in a cold sweat by her and thinks that there is a zombie climbing up. But after opening the window, Lin Dilei didn't fight. Instead, she looked down and said to her comrades downstairs: "don't shout any more. The zombies have gathered here!"
Song Fei responded that their loud communication would inevitably lead to zombies, just like when they talked too loud in the dormitory, they would be hit by the door. The kitchen on the second floor is nothing, but the windows on the first floor can be turned in when standing on the ground. Even the toughened glass curtain wall windows with locks, it's better not to provoke zombies.
They didn't open the window, they just stood in the room and yelled at the top, just to guard against zombies. But now, if there is no airtight wall in the afterlife, yelling in the room is not a long-term solution.
There are blinds on the windows of the kitchen. Seeing that there are already zombies rushing over excitedly, Luo Geng and Zhou Tongyi quickly put down the blinds and adjusted them to a completely closed state, so that the zombies can no longer be seen in the kitchen. To some extent, the lack of visual stimulation will make them less impulsive to hunt.
When the blinds are put, other comrades in arms have retreated to a place a little far away from the window by tacit understanding - after isolating the vision, try to keep the smell away from the possible cracks in the window. So the two people who finished covering naturally pulled Qi Yan, the only one who was still standing in the same place, and wanted to take people inside.
As a result, Qi Yan didn't move.
Two people are stunned, that end of Qiao Si Qi once see understand, the big ground advise: "don't worry, you listen to them lively, upstairs classmates must be very friendly."Qi Yan thin lips micro movement, seems to want to say something, but Wang Qingyuan grabbed the first: "I don't think so."
Qiao Siqi didn't expect that Wang was the opposite of him. He was not happy at the moment: "what's your opinion?"
Wang light yuan light way: "can listen to them to shout the team to shout earnestly, impossible is only friendly, should call silly white sweet."
Josch: "well If you are a friendly army in the future, would you please show your identity first? "
Qi Yan was even more upset by them. He said in a deep voice: "even if you are friendly, you should know what environment, how many people are there, and whether the doors and windows are safe. After all, in this situation, no one is sure who will do what. "
The comrades in arms are silent. No one can refute this.
After a while, Li Jingyu said: "now can't shout, mobile phone and no signal, no network, even if you want to ask the situation, there's nothing you can do."
Qi Yan clenched his lips, frowned and fell into thinking.
All the comrades in arms look at each other helplessly -
[Zhou Yi: true love is that you will never die until you reach the Yellow River. 】
[Josh: no tears without a coffin. 】
[Luo Geng: don't hit the south wall, don't look back. 】
[Li Jingyu: if you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero. 】
[George: Song Fei's nickname is great wall? 】
[Wang Qingyuan: 】
are there any comrades in arms who don't drive? If so, Mr. Wang of the history institute wants seven, copy, paste and replace them all at once!
"Song Fei -"
the hard thinking classmate Qi finally showed up and roared into the sky.
The comrades in arms were startled and the eye wave communication was interrupted. Song's helpless response soon came from upstairs: "what's the matter?"
Qi Yan was unmoved and said simply: "turn on Bluetooth."
My friends admire me all over the world - who says that people in love are fools? Bah, that's crazy!
On the second floor of the dining hall, Song Fei was stunned before he reflected Qi Yan's meaning. He was ready to communicate with his mobile phone. But the question is, can Bluetooth be connected across a floor? Song Fei has no confidence.
But when the first floor spoke, it must be the organizational decision made by the class. The starting point must be to worry about him and Lin Dilei. Song Fei thought so simply that he felt out his mobile phone and turned on Bluetooth.
As expected, the ideal was hit by the reality.
There's nothing in the search area.
Song Fei refreshes and refreshes, but he still can't find it. He's so anxious that he'll drop his mobile phone. It's just like this. If you don't do it, you can't do it at all. But if you do it with a "maybe" mentality, you won't be successful.
Song Feiteng stood up and began to rush through the kitchen, trying to find the place where the floor was thin.
Behind the little partner a little can't see, Feng Qibai is directly out of his mobile phone: "not Bluetooth, I opened with you, you search, the name is northwest Michelangelo."
Song Fei
The failure of pairing is a heavy blow to Qi Yan, but it's really not good to be separated from the floor. When Song Fei is silent, he is honest. With a helpless sigh, he began to roll up his sleeves and clean up the kitchen.
At the time of the outbreak of the corpse tide, lunch was being prepared here. Some dishes that were not afraid of cold had been finished and put into large square plates. They were neatly stacked on the counter, and more dishes were still in the pot. There is a big stove with more than ten big stoves, each of which has a big pot on it. In the pot, there are semi-finished products. Some fried shovels are also thrown in the pot at will. Some shovels fall on the ground. There are several shovels that can't be found at all. I don't know if they were used as weapons by the chefs at that time.
The heating of the back kitchen also depends on heating, and now the room is cold and overcast. Rao is so, these dishes are still rotten, rotten, rotten, moldy moldy, with the zombies on the ground, mixed with a disgusting taste. If the kitchen space on the first floor was not large enough, they would be choked to death when they rush in.
Before the battle, or rescuing the comrades in arms on the tree or the roof, their nerves were all highly tense, and they didn't feel it. Now when they were quiet, they felt sick. So as soon as he saw Qi Yan's action, his friends started to move. They pulled a large empty plastic bucket from the corner of the wall and poured out the mess in the pot. Finally, cover a few hogwash buckets with big black plastic bags and push them to the farthest corner. Then you can get a mop to clean the pots and pans, brush the dishes, and wipe the bloodstained ground. For a time, the clattering sound of the tap was heard all the time, and there was a labor scene of daring to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky.
On the first floor when the partners sweat, the second floor is a delicate silence. In line with the principle of Ka song's Bluetooth, he began to feel relieved that his classmates didn't understand the situation.
But he didn't pay attention to editing. Instead, he typed a few words and looked at his new friends. It seemed that instead of typing on his mobile phone, he gave Zhao he two thumbs to sketch. At the end of the day, six people were seen straight hair, instinctively sat together, absorbing each other's warmth.
Fu Xiyuan: "what is he doing?"Wu Zhou: "it looks like typing."
Zhao he: "type well, what are we doing?"
Huang Mo: "we should report our situation downstairs."
Feng Qibai: "the mobile phone can't connect, how to report?"
He Zhi asked: "have already thought of a way, you see he has a clear mind."
"Hey." The object of abdominal Fei suddenly called to them, "what's the name of your class?"
Six people big eyes stare small eyes, did not understand: "hmm?"
With a smile, Lin Dilei understood Song Fei's meaning and explained: "our name is class 1 of Weiwu unyielding survival. You also have a name. It's a great fate to be able to rush out of the dormitory and gather here. After forming a class, you don't have to fight alone any more. Believe me, it's great. "
Song Fei asks his friends on the first floor to go to the east to attract the zombies. When he and Qi Yan open the window in the West and stretch out their mobile phones to connect Bluetooth, the sanitation work on the first floor is almost done. Qi Yan just squats in front of the zombies next to the swill bucket to start research. Song Fei's voice is so scared that he almost jumps on the body.
Qiao Siqi, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng Zheng were bored and volunteered to go to the East. When they opened the window, they were very emotional. Qi Yan waited patiently, looked at the right time, quickly opened the window, stretched out his arm to complete the match with Song Fei at the fastest speed. Li Jingyu was terrified and didn't dare to make a sound. She could only hope that Qi Yan would not shake her hands. After all, she had only bought her mobile phone for less than two months.
After receiving a picture, Qi Yan quickly closed the window and got out of the blinds. The trio at the other end had closed the window first, because the zombies were gathering faster than they expected. Fortunately, the information transmission was successfully completed.
It's a screenshot of a memo full of words. Six heads of class 1 of wusheng come together to share the recent situation of Song Fei and Lin Dilei -
[comrades in arms, see the words in front of you. Mine and I are on top of your heads now. Everything is OK. This is the special window kitchen of Korean food. The space is not big, but it has been cleaned up. There are many stone pots, laver slices, raw and cold noodles, rice, vacuum packed new year cake, pickled radish, hot cabbage and so on. Don't worry about our dinner. There were six people on the other side. They escaped from the dormitory yesterday and survived here. They are united and friendly. They treat us like a spring breeze. I will tell them our experience and exchange my heart for a smile. I will return to the team as soon as possible after dawn tomorrow. PS. they didn't like to name their class, so I replaced it with class 2. The members of the class are as follows: Zhao he (guangshuai!) Fu Xiyuan, Department of social sports, Wu Zhou, Department of social sports, he Zhiwen, Department of physics, Feng Qibai, Department of sculpture and Huang Mo, Department of psychology. 】
the six comrades in arms were completely relieved when they saw the end. Although he didn't say it, in fact, in the current situation, every time he met a group of people, he would mutter in his heart. They don't harm others, but they can't be on guard. However, looking at the state in Song Fei's screenshot, they are more or less relieved that they are at home. Even if, to say the least, Song Fei could not see people correctly, these six are bad guys, eight to six, they are not without the power to fight back.
Just -
josch: "did you notice the two punctuations in brackets..."
Luo Geng: "it really makes people care."
Li Jingyu: "the question mark represents the uncertainty. How can there be a real Banxian?"
Zhou Tongyi: "exclamation mark?"
Wang Qingyuan: "it should be the expression of inner true mood."
Five pairs of eyes looked at Qi Yan. The latter pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and yelled: "who is more handsome?"
soon, song's response came from the top: "almost --"
Qi Yan: "almost what's the difference?"
Song Fei: "it's just a little bit. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen! Why, I don't want you to shout! "
Qi Yan: "well, it's OK."
four buddy make complaints about the expression of the face from the face to the face of the smiling face. What's more, it can't imagine what words to use to Tucao. But josch doesn't think it's childish, or it doesn't matter whether he's childish or not -
"I really want to burn these homosexuals..."
There are different opinions downstairs, and they look at each other upstairs. They are not as good as wusheng class 1. At least class 1 read the letter, and there is no obstacle to the understanding of the later derived dialogue. But class 2 didn't see the screenshot from the beginning to the end, only probably knew that Song Fei had written about the situation on the second floor, so they were confused about whether he was handsome or not.
Of course, there are also sensitive ones, such as Zhao he. After touching his bald head for a long time, he finally confided his true emotion: "why is there a kind of unwillingness..."
I don't know when the moon struggled out of the thick clouds, a few strands of bright, swirling snowflakes with a little bit of light. Song Fei looks back out of the window, but the new partner in the kitchen is still low and silent, which is very unpleasant. They sat on the floor nearby, or against the desk, or against the corner, or just in front of themselves. Beside them, their clothes were stained with gray soil, rubbed with dark red blood, their tired faces could not be covered even after they had been washed, and the fear hidden in the bottom of their eyes all told of their thrilling journey. Zhao he fidgetily takes out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. Without waiting, he is snatched away by Song Fei. His face was puzzled, and his brow was higher than the mountain: "why?" "Sooner or later, you have to give up. While it's early, it's not late." Zhao he did not understand: "why do you want to quit?" After thinking about it, Sophie said: "actually, I don't have a say in this matter. I suggest you communicate with Johns." The sudden foreign atmosphere made Zhao a little confused: "are there any foreign students in your class?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Zhao he black line, almost do not know where to Tucao: "it's all time, can we make complaints about it?" Song Fei is also very unjust. He doesn't produce an English name. He's just a porter of George! Seeing these two people's communication obstacles, he Zhi, who had not been waiting for the substance for a long time, couldn't help but ask his classmates, "that, Song Fei?" "Well," Song Fei resolutely gave up entanglement with Zhao he and looked at the amiable classmate he, "how?" "I just heard you shout to the following class 1 of wusheng. Are you Peking Opera majors of the Academy of Arts?" He Zhiwen: the round eyes behind the round glasses are innocent and innocent. Song Fei Feng Qibai's supporting forehead is absolutely loveless: "I know our major is messy, but Peking Opera is really not." "We're not in the same hospital." Unable to laugh or cry, Lin Dilei explains to Song Fei, "there are eight of us, just like you, who got together when we were running for our lives. We all have them in any hospital." He Zhi asked: "that class 1 of wusheng..." Lin Dilei: "when we name ourselves, we feel like a group. It's safer, more practical and more united." He Zhi asked: "well, it sounds like wusheng has a strong fighting capacity. It's great!" Song Fei interjected: "no, our full name is class 1 He Zhi asked: "what's going on?" Lin Dilei: "we still have Banhu!" He Zhi asked: "ah?" Lin Dilei: "ready - up!" Song, Lin: "Weiwu unyielding survival 1, ghosts and snakes are all back to the West!" He Zhi asked Thank you. I have no other questions He Zhiwen asked the students about their internal injuries, but the boys downstairs were so nervous by the class call sign -- Qi Yan: "what's the matter?" Song feiji responded loudly: "it's OK!" Qi Yan collapses: "if it's OK, what are you shouting for?" Song Fei is angry: "I'm showing them the style of our class!" Qi Yan's black line Soon Wang Qingyuan's voice floated up: "display can, pay attention to the scale, don't pull hatred." Looking around at his new friends, he always felt that it was a little late. Lin Dilei suddenly thinks of something. She quickly gets up and runs to open the window. Song Fei is scared in a cold sweat by her and thinks that there is a zombie climbing up. But after opening the window, Lin Dilei didn't fight. Instead, she looked down and said to her comrades downstairs: "don't shout any more. The zombies have gathered here!" Song Fei responded that their loud communication would inevitably lead to zombies, just like when they talked too loud in the dormitory, they would be hit by the door. The kitchen on the second floor is nothing, but the windows on the first floor can be turned in when standing on the ground. Even the toughened glass curtain wall windows with locks, it's better not to provoke zombies. They didn't open the window, they just stood in the room and yelled at the top, just to guard against zombies. But now, if there is no airtight wall in the afterlife, yelling in the room is not a long-term solution. There are blinds on the windows of the kitchen. Seeing that there are already zombies rushing over excitedly, Luo Geng and Zhou Tongyi quickly put down the blinds and adjusted them to a completely closed state, so that the zombies can no longer be seen in the kitchen. To some extent, the lack of visual stimulation will make them less impulsive to hunt. When the blinds are put, other comrades in arms have retreated to a place a little far away from the window by tacit understanding - after isolating the vision, try to keep the smell away from the possible cracks in the window. So the two people who finished covering naturally pulled Qi Yan, the only one who was still standing in the same place, and wanted to take people inside. As a result, Qi Yan didn't move. Two people are stunned, that end of Qiao Si Qi once see understand, the big ground advise: "don't worry, you listen to them lively, upstairs classmates must be very friendly."Qi Yan thin lips micro movement, seems to want to say something, but Wang Qingyuan grabbed the first: "I don't think so." Qiao Siqi didn't expect that Wang was the opposite of him. He was not happy at the moment: "what's your opinion?" Wang light yuan light way: "can listen to them to shout the team to shout earnestly, impossible is only friendly, should call silly white sweet." Josch: "well If you are a friendly army in the future, would you please show your identity first? " Qi Yan was even more upset by them. He said in a deep voice: "even if you are friendly, you should know what environment, how many people are there, and whether the doors and windows are safe. After all, in this situation, no one is sure who will do what. " The comrades in arms are silent. No one can refute this. After a while, Li Jingyu said: "now can't shout, mobile phone and no signal, no network, even if you want to ask the situation, there's nothing you can do." Qi Yan clenched his lips, frowned and fell into thinking. All the comrades in arms look at each other helplessly - Zhou Yi: true love is that you will never die until you reach the Yellow River. Josh: no tears without a coffin. Luo Geng: don't hit the south wall, don't look back. Li Jingyu: if you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero. George: Song Fei's nickname is great wall? Wang Qingyuan: are there any comrades in arms who don't drive? If so, Mr. Wang of the history institute wants seven, copy, paste and replace them all at once! "Song Fei -" the hard thinking classmate Qi finally showed up and roared into the sky. The comrades in arms were startled and the eye wave communication was interrupted. Song's helpless response soon came from upstairs: "what's the matter?" Qi Yan was unmoved and said simply: "turn on Bluetooth." My friends admire me all over the world - who says that people in love are fools? Bah, that's crazy! On the second floor of the dining hall, Song Fei was stunned before he reflected Qi Yan's meaning. He was ready to communicate with his mobile phone. But the question is, can Bluetooth be connected across a floor? Song Fei has no confidence. But when the first floor spoke, it must be the organizational decision made by the class. The starting point must be to worry about him and Lin Dilei. Song Fei thought so simply that he felt out his mobile phone and turned on Bluetooth. As expected, the ideal was hit by the reality. There's nothing in the search area. Song Fei refreshes and refreshes, but he still can't find it. He's so anxious that he'll drop his mobile phone. It's just like this. If you don't do it, you can't do it at all. But if you do it with a "maybe" mentality, you won't be successful. Song Feiteng stood up and began to rush through the kitchen, trying to find the place where the floor was thin. Behind the little partner a little can't see, Feng Qibai is directly out of his mobile phone: "not Bluetooth, I opened with you, you search, the name is northwest Michelangelo." Song Fei The failure of pairing is a heavy blow to Qi Yan, but it's really not good to be separated from the floor. When Song Fei is silent, he is honest. With a helpless sigh, he began to roll up his sleeves and clean up the kitchen. At the time of the outbreak of the corpse tide, lunch was being prepared here. Some dishes that were not afraid of cold had been finished and put into large square plates. They were neatly stacked on the counter, and more dishes were still in the pot. There is a big stove with more than ten big stoves, each of which has a big pot on it. In the pot, there are semi-finished products. Some fried shovels are also thrown in the pot at will. Some shovels fall on the ground. There are several shovels that can't be found at all. I don't know if they were used as weapons by the chefs at that time. The heating of the back kitchen also depends on heating, and now the room is cold and overcast. Rao is so, these dishes are still rotten, rotten, rotten, moldy moldy, with the zombies on the ground, mixed with a disgusting taste. If the kitchen space on the first floor was not large enough, they would be choked to death when they rush in. Before the battle, or rescuing the comrades in arms on the tree or the roof, their nerves were all highly tense, and they didn't feel it. Now when they were quiet, they felt sick. So as soon as he saw Qi Yan's action, his friends started to move. They pulled a large empty plastic bucket from the corner of the wall and poured out the mess in the pot. Finally, cover a few hogwash buckets with big black plastic bags and push them to the farthest corner. Then you can get a mop to clean the pots and pans, brush the dishes, and wipe the bloodstained ground. For a time, the clattering sound of the tap was heard all the time, and there was a labor scene of daring to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky. On the first floor when the partners sweat, the second floor is a delicate silence. In line with the principle of Ka song's Bluetooth, he began to feel relieved that his classmates didn't understand the situation. But he didn't pay attention to editing. Instead, he typed a few words and looked at his new friends. It seemed that instead of typing on his mobile phone, he gave Zhao he two thumbs to sketch. At the end of the day, six people were seen straight hair, instinctively sat together, absorbing each other's warmth. Fu Xiyuan: "what is he doing?"Wu Zhou: "it looks like typing." Zhao he: "type well, what are we doing?" Huang Mo: "we should report our situation downstairs." Feng Qibai: "the mobile phone can't connect, how to report?" He Zhi asked: "have already thought of a way, you see he has a clear mind." "Hey." The object of abdominal Fei suddenly called to them, "what's the name of your class?" Six people big eyes stare small eyes, did not understand: "hmm?" With a smile, Lin Dilei understood Song Fei's meaning and explained: "our name is class 1 of Weiwu unyielding survival. You also have a name. It's a great fate to be able to rush out of the dormitory and gather here. After forming a class, you don't have to fight alone any more. Believe me, it's great. " Song Fei asks his friends on the first floor to go to the east to attract the zombies. When he and Qi Yan open the window in the West and stretch out their mobile phones to connect Bluetooth, the sanitation work on the first floor is almost done. Qi Yan just squats in front of the zombies next to the swill bucket to start research. Song Fei's voice is so scared that he almost jumps on the body. Qiao Siqi, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng Zheng were bored and volunteered to go to the East. When they opened the window, they were very emotional. Qi Yan waited patiently, looked at the right time, quickly opened the window, stretched out his arm to complete the match with Song Fei at the fastest speed. Li Jingyu was terrified and didn't dare to make a sound. She could only hope that Qi Yan would not shake her hands. After all, she had only bought her mobile phone for less than two months. After receiving a picture, Qi Yan quickly closed the window and got out of the blinds. The trio at the other end had closed the window first, because the zombies were gathering faster than they expected. Fortunately, the information transmission was successfully completed. It's a screenshot of a memo full of words. Six heads of class 1 of wusheng come together to share the recent situation of Song Fei and Lin Dilei - comrades in arms, see the words in front of you. Mine and I are on top of your heads now. Everything is OK. This is the special window kitchen of Korean food. The space is not big, but it has been cleaned up. There are many stone pots, laver slices, raw and cold noodles, rice, vacuum packed new year cake, pickled radish, hot cabbage and so on. Don't worry about our dinner. There were six people on the other side. They escaped from the dormitory yesterday and survived here. They are united and friendly. They treat us like a spring breeze. I will tell them our experience and exchange my heart for a smile. I will return to the team as soon as possible after dawn tomorrow. PS. they didn't like to name their class, so I replaced it with class 2. The members of the class are as follows: Zhao he guangshuai! Fu Xiyuan, Department of social sports, Wu Zhou, Department of social sports, he Zhiwen, Department of physics, Feng Qibai, Department of sculpture and Huang Mo, Department of psychology. the six comrades in arms were completely relieved when they saw the end. Although he didn't say it, in fact, in the current situation, every time he met a group of people, he would mutter in his heart. They don't harm others, but they can't be on guard. However, looking at the state in Song Fei's screenshot, they are more or less relieved that they are at home. Even if, to say the least, Song Fei could not see people correctly, these six are bad guys, eight to six, they are not without the power to fight back. Just - josch: "did you notice the two punctuations in brackets..." Luo Geng: "it really makes people care." Li Jingyu: "the question mark represents the uncertainty. How can there be a real Banxian?" Zhou Tongyi: "exclamation mark?" Wang Qingyuan: "it should be the expression of inner true mood." Five pairs of eyes looked at Qi Yan. The latter pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and yelled: "who is more handsome?" soon, song's response came from the top: "almost --" Qi Yan: "almost what's the difference?" Song Fei: "it's just a little bit. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen! Why, I don't want you to shout! " Qi Yan: "well, it's OK." four buddy make complaints about the expression of the face from the face to the face of the smiling face. What's more, it can't imagine what words to use to Tucao. But josch doesn't think it's childish, or it doesn't matter whether he's childish or not - "I really want to burn these homosexuals..." There are different opinions downstairs, and they look at each other upstairs. They are not as good as wusheng class 1. At least class 1 read the letter, and there is no obstacle to the understanding of the later derived dialogue. But class 2 didn't see the screenshot from the beginning to the end, only probably knew that Song Fei had written about the situation on the second floor, so they were confused about whether he was handsome or not. Of course, there are also sensitive ones, such as Zhao he. After touching his bald head for a long time, he finally confided his true emotion: "why is there a kind of unwillingness..."
