Chapter 89
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Lin Deli Lei and he Zhiwen, after half-time break, tried their best to help them attract the zombie army, but their twelve little friends became more and more tired.
The leading group was replaced by the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, followed by Qi Yan. At first, Song Fei, who led everyone to change their direction, slowly fell into the middle of the team, keeping pace with Wang Qingyuan, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng. Huang Mo, Li Jingyu, Feng Qibai and Qiao Siqi formed the last group.
After the boys crossed the lawn, they went back to the track and continued to circle.
So soon I saw those lovely hurdles for the fourth time.
They are scattered across the runway, some standing, some have been knocked down, about seven or eight, basically blocking the whole runway. Every time the wusheng class came here, except for the three swordsmen in the Institute of physical education, they all walked around. But the zombies didn't have this kind of consciousness, so every time they got here, they would trip several times. The zombies who fell on the ground tripped their companions with their bodies that had not yet climbed up, which virtually slowed down the speed of the whole zombie army.
He Zhiwen was almost overtaken before he hid in the zombie pile. Fortunately, he ran here and was saved by the hurdle.
"Do you think there has been a battle here?" Li Jingyu, who has been running four laps but has been wavering and staying in the last four, still has Yu Li to speak.
However, he is in the minority -
"we just feel hypoxia!" Jockey's cry was very difficult.
Qi Yan was OK. Although he was tired, he kept a relatively stable breathing rhythm: "I also have this feeling, otherwise there would be no reason to have so many corpses on the lawn!"
Song Fei didn't want to pick up trouble, but the fire of curiosity became more and more intense: "who are they?"
Qi Yan said: "I am not a fairy!"
Josch: "if we want to talk about immortals, we have to be Huang Ah, ah, ah! "
All the comrades in arms who could not see the situation behind them were worried: "what's the matter?"
Josch's face was in a trance, not sure whether it was real or illusory: "gods and immortals seem to plunge into the corpses!"
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland have become eleven.
When the zombies came back to the edge of the lawn, they almost didn't realize that the four zombies were on the edge of the lawn.
The leaders can get together in a small pile, and the last four of the team are basically separated by one meter in turn. Without any questions, Huang Mo is the last to last, and josch is the last.
Just now, we just passed the edge of a lawn where the corpses were stacked, so josch watched Huang Mo's figure in front of him blink, and he was gone.
At first, he thought that the other side was not running steady and fell, so he almost ran to help him. As a result, he continued to run two steps forward to see that he had taken root in the corpse pile and was moving deeper.
Joe strange subconsciously looked back, behind the zombie army no change, is still foolishly chasing.
A few seconds later, he had run into the corner with his friends, and the main force of the zombie army had passed Huang Mo's disguise.
Looking at it from a distance, there are stacked corpses, nothing else.
Qiao Siqi suddenly felt very excited. This is a way to be happy as long as you let it out. Once you go into the sea of corpses, you can hide your merits and fame!
Half a minute later, Qiao Siqi, who finally saw a place of geomantic omen, ran to the middle of the team with the last trace of strength, then made a low-level leap under the cover of his comrades in arms in the rear and rushed into the sea of corpses.
Inexplicably used by the rear of the small partners to see a Leng Leng, but also to open up ideas.
Li Jingyu, who has already unwittingly wandered to the first legion, can finally discuss "they" with Qi Yan at a close distance -
"if, as we guessed, there used to be people here, and their combat effectiveness is superior, where are they now?"
Qi Yan: "maybe, like us, we're looking for a chance to break out!"
Li Jingyu was awakened: "before we met in the student Avenue, those bodies will be their dry?"
Without waiting for Qi Yan to speak, Zhao he couldn't help inserting: "if so, I really want to beat them! Either kill alone, or kill clean, and leave us so much alive to lie in the middle of the road and pretend to be dead, Keng Dad! "
Li Jingyu: "maybe those zombies were originally from the track and field, and they were taken to the avenue when they ran away!"
Zhao he: "on the road to continue to chase ah, what's the matter in the middle of blocking the road!"
Li Jingyu: "I was thrown away. Then I stayed in the same place, waiting for the hare to avenge my companions on the lawn. But I didn't stop them. Instead, I waited for us."
Zhao Herong, speechless.
Song Fei who had caught up with the first army's tail was unable to make complaints about it. "Are you sure that they have a sense of revenge in their heads?"
Li Jingyu: "appropriate and reasonable beautification is the need of literary and artistic creation."
Song Fei: "literary creation?"Li Jingyu: "my dream is to be a writer."
Song Fei
Deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and the first legion, Song Fei sadly slows down and wants to return to the second Legion.
As a result, the pace slowed down, but no one came up.
Song Fei is puzzled to look back, a sudden bolt from the blue.
There's no one left behind, just a zombie!!!
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become six.
"You inhuman people --"
in the east of the lawn, Wang Qingyuan and Luo Geng, who just lay down, looked at each other, calm and serene.
In the south of Caoping, Feng Qibai, who is far away from the edge of Caoping, looks up at the starry sky, covered with zombies.
In the southwest of the lawn, Huang Mo is perfectly hidden, not even showing his eyes.
On the west side of the lawn, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Lin Dilei and he Zhiwen huddled together and reluctantly warmed each other.
The seventh time over the hurdle.
Song Fei: "no, comrades, I can't run any more. If you insist on it, I'll come to hand over after a rest!"
"We don't believe it!" said Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of physical education
Song Fei: "conscience of heaven and earth!"
Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of Physical Education: "go away!"
Song Fei: "OK -"
three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, Li Jingyu, Qi Yan: "OK..."
The eighth time over the hurdle.
Wu Zhou: "fuck, this really can run dead people!"
Fu Xiyuan: "I have insisted on physical training since I knew it!"
Li Jingyu: "aren't you from the Institute of physical education?"
Wu Zhou: "we are social sports department!"
Fu Xiyuan: "since the day when I set my mind on becoming a primary school PE teacher, I have never been the same man again!"
There was no sign of Li Yu Jing and Li Yun.
So fast he didn't see it, let alone the zombies.
Zhao he's reaction is slow. He doesn't keep up with his friends. He's so sorry.
Finally, in the next corner, he did the same and saved his lung which was about to burst.
"Isn't he from the Department of competitive sports?" Li Jingyu suspected that the three were fake sports students!
Qi Yan has been close to the limit, can only spew out two words: "javelin."
Li Jingyu suddenly realized that, at the same time, he was sad: "what should I do? Now it's just the two of us..."
Qi Yan shook his head: "it won't be just us."
Li Jingyu's eyes brightened as if he saw the light of hope.
Without warning, Qi Yan Ran rapidly, brushing away Li Jingyu for several meters, and took the lead to enter the curve.
Li Jing understood that Qi Yan's "will not only leave us two", because NIMA left him!!!
"Qi Yan, you son of a bitch --"
"don't you want to be a writer, just experience life --"
"my dream is serious literature, not horror novels!"
Qi Yan's back disappeared in the distance of the curve.
Li Jingyu didn't even see the exact point he chose. In the blink of an eye, there was no one.
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become a branch.
Try to adjust breathing, soon, Li Jingyu found his own rhythm.
The overall speed of the zombie has obviously decreased. The closest zombie is about five or six meters away from him, and the rear is sparse. The front is very long. But from their faces can not see any emotion, regardless of joy and anger, or shake up tired.
Li Jingyu doesn't know whether the zombies have formed a circle of mechanical movement. He even fantasizes that maybe the zombies have lost themselves in their eyes, so if they jump into the corpse heap by surprise, the zombies may not even look at it and skip it directly.
But after all, he just thought about it.
Life is one, no joke.
As a child, Li Jingyu was not in good health and had poor resistance. In order to strengthen his body, his parents forced him to start a long-distance race. At first, he was particularly resistant, who knew that he fell in love with running, and persisted for so many years.
Li Jingyu's running is not for the purpose of competition, so he never pursues speed, so he follows his own comfortable rhythm. How can he know that this kind of way of almost one rhythm from beginning to end basically kills all the opponents in the school sports meeting, from junior high school to senior high school, from senior high school to university, invincible.
Lap 15.
Li Jingyu bypasses the last hurdle and counts it silently in his heart.
He also felt tired, but it was still within control.
It's just, when are you going to take over!!!
"Little whale, come under the rostrum -"
Song Fei cut the sky with one voice.
Li Jingyu's feet are faster than his head. He has no time to think about when Song Fei fled there. He has made a sharp turn, inserted into the lawn obliquely, and leaped across the corpses, straight to the rostrum!Zombies do not understand the "rostrum", but heard the voice, did not distinguish the direction, and see the prey changed the route, after a moment, immediately also chase Li Jingyu.
However, the lawn full of corpses is more complex than the track with a few hurdles. The zombie army fell into the swamp of corpse sea step by step.
When Li Jingyu was about to run to the rostrum, he realized later that he had brought the zombie into the lawn. Isn't the comrade in arms hiding in the lawn dangerous?
Can't wait for Song Fei quickly step forward, pull up he ran into a secret side door under the rostrum!
As soon as Li Jingyu's front foot entered the door, his back foot heard a bang. The door leaf was tightly closed by Zhao he, who had been waiting for a long time.
Not long after, the door was thumping.
But the heavy metal door leaf calmly responded to the impact, isolating all the horror and fear from one door.
Li Jingyu slumped to the ground, a little collapsed.
It's not the body, it's the spirit.
All the little partners are here, so that the little whales who are worried about their partners being trampled on can be completely relieved.
But the partners were not in good condition. Although they had enough intermission to breathe smoothly and reduce their fatigue, one of them was considered as one. They were all disheartened, with disheveled hair styles. Some of their faces were still rubbed with strange red and black stains, and they didn't know how lively they were in the sea of corpses.
This is a room for sports equipment and supplies. On weekdays, students of all colleges and departments will take the cushions, blue football, rope and other supplies they need for public sports class in the stadium, and the PE teacher will take them from here and put them back after class.
Li Jingyu vaguely knows that there is such a place, but he has never paid attention to it. They don't have many opportunities to use the equipment in their PE class. They use it occasionally, but the class cadres accompany the teachers to get it. Anyway, it's not his turn.
"How do you think of it?" Li Jingyu is curious.
Zhao he coughed very clearly.
Li Jing Yu is embarrassed.
Song Fei's black line: "don't worry, no one will compete with you."
It turned out that after seeing the zombies on the lawn and the hurdles on the track, Zhao he had a vague guess that the students who had fought here were probably from the Institute of physical education.
However, a sea of corpses can not be formed in a short time, so these students must have stayed in this stadium for a long time.
Looking at the whole track and field field, we can hide in the limited space under the rostrum.
So when Zhao he passed the rostrum several times, he went out of his way to observe. However, the door was designed to be relatively hidden. After several times, he could see that the door of the sports equipment room was very faint.
So after rushing into the lawn, he crawled forward and connected with all his little friends. Finally, Li Jingyu ran away with the zombie army, and the whole staff entered.
After listening to Zhao he quietly, Song Fei added another sentence, which is not only an affirmation of the merits of his comrades in arms, but also a feeling of survival: "if Zhao he didn't find out here, we would have to die."
"I have to run to death." When Li Jingyu thought of his comrades in arms, he hated them.
"We were going to get up and pick you up," Song Fei explained, "but Zhao he crawled over."
Li Jingyu pretends to look around his little friends. Without exception, everyone's faces are full of guilt and tension. Guilt is that he doesn't feel authentic, and tension is that he's afraid that he's really angry.
These idiots.
Li Jingyu's eyes are sore.
They only saw him fighting alone this time and felt that he was not doing well, but they didn't think about how many victories he had won in exchange for his life.
As early as in the library, he had never been the main force in battle. He could not get involved in running into the canteen, looking for the radio, or even running into the hospital to find medicine for his sick comrades in arms.
God knows that he wants to be useful once more to help this group and these comrades in arms.
The process of dream come true is cruel, but the aftertaste is wonderful.
The heat of the eyeground recedes, Li Jingyu slowly raises the corner of the mouth, suddenly asks: "am I particularly handsome today?"
All comrades in arms did not hesitate: "Shuai!"
Li Jingyu: "especially powerful?"
All comrades in arms: "great!"
Li Jingyu: "in fact, I can only run."
All comrades in arms: "modesty."
Li Jingyu: "in the future, I may often drag my feet. You can't help thinking more about me today when you want to smoke me."
All comrades in arms
Li Jingyu: "what does silence mean?"
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Lin Deli Lei and he Zhiwen, after half-time break, tried their best to help them attract the zombie army, but their twelve little friends became more and more tired.
The leading group was replaced by the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, followed by Qi Yan. At first, Song Fei, who led everyone to change their direction, slowly fell into the middle of the team, keeping pace with Wang Qingyuan, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng. Huang Mo, Li Jingyu, Feng Qibai and Qiao Siqi formed the last group.
After the boys crossed the lawn, they went back to the track and continued to circle.
So soon I saw those lovely hurdles for the fourth time.
They are scattered across the runway, some standing, some have been knocked down, about seven or eight, basically blocking the whole runway. Every time the wusheng class came here, except for the three swordsmen in the Institute of physical education, they all walked around. But the zombies didn't have this kind of consciousness, so every time they got here, they would trip several times. The zombies who fell on the ground tripped their companions with their bodies that had not yet climbed up, which virtually slowed down the speed of the whole zombie army.
He Zhiwen was almost overtaken before he hid in the zombie pile. Fortunately, he ran here and was saved by the hurdle.
"Do you think there has been a battle here?" Li Jingyu, who has been running four laps but has been wavering and staying in the last four, still has Yu Li to speak.
However, he is in the minority -
"we just feel hypoxia!" Jockey's cry was very difficult.
Qi Yan was OK. Although he was tired, he kept a relatively stable breathing rhythm: "I also have this feeling, otherwise there would be no reason to have so many corpses on the lawn!"
Song Fei didn't want to pick up trouble, but the fire of curiosity became more and more intense: "who are they?"
Qi Yan said: "I am not a fairy!"
Josch: "if we want to talk about immortals, we have to be Huang Ah, ah, ah! "
All the comrades in arms who could not see the situation behind them were worried: "what's the matter?"
Josch's face was in a trance, not sure whether it was real or illusory: "gods and immortals seem to plunge into the corpses!"
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland have become eleven.
When the zombies came back to the edge of the lawn, they almost didn't realize that the four zombies were on the edge of the lawn.
The leaders can get together in a small pile, and the last four of the team are basically separated by one meter in turn. Without any questions, Huang Mo is the last to last, and josch is the last.
Just now, we just passed the edge of a lawn where the corpses were stacked, so josch watched Huang Mo's figure in front of him blink, and he was gone.
At first, he thought that the other side was not running steady and fell, so he almost ran to help him. As a result, he continued to run two steps forward to see that he had taken root in the corpse pile and was moving deeper.
Joe strange subconsciously looked back, behind the zombie army no change, is still foolishly chasing.
A few seconds later, he had run into the corner with his friends, and the main force of the zombie army had passed Huang Mo's disguise.
Looking at it from a distance, there are stacked corpses, nothing else.
Qiao Siqi suddenly felt very excited. This is a way to be happy as long as you let it out. Once you go into the sea of corpses, you can hide your merits and fame!
Half a minute later, Qiao Siqi, who finally saw a place of geomantic omen, ran to the middle of the team with the last trace of strength, then made a low-level leap under the cover of his comrades in arms in the rear and rushed into the sea of corpses.
Inexplicably used by the rear of the small partners to see a Leng Leng, but also to open up ideas.
Li Jingyu, who has already unwittingly wandered to the first legion, can finally discuss "they" with Qi Yan at a close distance -
"if, as we guessed, there used to be people here, and their combat effectiveness is superior, where are they now?"
Qi Yan: "maybe, like us, we're looking for a chance to break out!"
Li Jingyu was awakened: "before we met in the student Avenue, those bodies will be their dry?"
Without waiting for Qi Yan to speak, Zhao he couldn't help inserting: "if so, I really want to beat them! Either kill alone, or kill clean, and leave us so much alive to lie in the middle of the road and pretend to be dead, Keng Dad! "
Li Jingyu: "maybe those zombies were originally from the track and field, and they were taken to the avenue when they ran away!"
Zhao he: "on the road to continue to chase ah, what's the matter in the middle of blocking the road!"
Li Jingyu: "I was thrown away. Then I stayed in the same place, waiting for the hare to avenge my companions on the lawn. But I didn't stop them. Instead, I waited for us."
Zhao Herong, speechless.
Song Fei who had caught up with the first army's tail was unable to make complaints about it. "Are you sure that they have a sense of revenge in their heads?"
Li Jingyu: "appropriate and reasonable beautification is the need of literary and artistic creation."
Song Fei: "literary creation?"Li Jingyu: "my dream is to be a writer."
Song Fei
Deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and the first legion, Song Fei sadly slows down and wants to return to the second Legion.
As a result, the pace slowed down, but no one came up.
Song Fei is puzzled to look back, a sudden bolt from the blue.
There's no one left behind, just a zombie!!!
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become six.
"You inhuman people --"
in the east of the lawn, Wang Qingyuan and Luo Geng, who just lay down, looked at each other, calm and serene.
In the south of Caoping, Feng Qibai, who is far away from the edge of Caoping, looks up at the starry sky, covered with zombies.
In the southwest of the lawn, Huang Mo is perfectly hidden, not even showing his eyes.
On the west side of the lawn, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Lin Dilei and he Zhiwen huddled together and reluctantly warmed each other.
The seventh time over the hurdle.
Song Fei: "no, comrades, I can't run any more. If you insist on it, I'll come to hand over after a rest!"
"We don't believe it!" said Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of physical education
Song Fei: "conscience of heaven and earth!"
Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of Physical Education: "go away!"
Song Fei: "OK -"
three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, Li Jingyu, Qi Yan: "OK..."
The eighth time over the hurdle.
Wu Zhou: "fuck, this really can run dead people!"
Fu Xiyuan: "I have insisted on physical training since I knew it!"
Li Jingyu: "aren't you from the Institute of physical education?"
Wu Zhou: "we are social sports department!"
Fu Xiyuan: "since the day when I set my mind on becoming a primary school PE teacher, I have never been the same man again!"
There was no sign of Li Yu Jing and Li Yun.
So fast he didn't see it, let alone the zombies.
Zhao he's reaction is slow. He doesn't keep up with his friends. He's so sorry.
Finally, in the next corner, he did the same and saved his lung which was about to burst.
"Isn't he from the Department of competitive sports?" Li Jingyu suspected that the three were fake sports students!
Qi Yan has been close to the limit, can only spew out two words: "javelin."
Li Jingyu suddenly realized that, at the same time, he was sad: "what should I do? Now it's just the two of us..."
Qi Yan shook his head: "it won't be just us."
Li Jingyu's eyes brightened as if he saw the light of hope.
Without warning, Qi Yan Ran rapidly, brushing away Li Jingyu for several meters, and took the lead to enter the curve.
Li Jing understood that Qi Yan's "will not only leave us two", because NIMA left him!!!
"Qi Yan, you son of a bitch --"
"don't you want to be a writer, just experience life --"
"my dream is serious literature, not horror novels!"
Qi Yan's back disappeared in the distance of the curve.
Li Jingyu didn't even see the exact point he chose. In the blink of an eye, there was no one.
Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become a branch.
Try to adjust breathing, soon, Li Jingyu found his own rhythm.
The overall speed of the zombie has obviously decreased. The closest zombie is about five or six meters away from him, and the rear is sparse. The front is very long. But from their faces can not see any emotion, regardless of joy and anger, or shake up tired.
Li Jingyu doesn't know whether the zombies have formed a circle of mechanical movement. He even fantasizes that maybe the zombies have lost themselves in their eyes, so if they jump into the corpse heap by surprise, the zombies may not even look at it and skip it directly.
But after all, he just thought about it.
Life is one, no joke.
As a child, Li Jingyu was not in good health and had poor resistance. In order to strengthen his body, his parents forced him to start a long-distance race. At first, he was particularly resistant, who knew that he fell in love with running, and persisted for so many years.
Li Jingyu's running is not for the purpose of competition, so he never pursues speed, so he follows his own comfortable rhythm. How can he know that this kind of way of almost one rhythm from beginning to end basically kills all the opponents in the school sports meeting, from junior high school to senior high school, from senior high school to university, invincible.
Lap 15.
Li Jingyu bypasses the last hurdle and counts it silently in his heart.
He also felt tired, but it was still within control.
It's just, when are you going to take over!!!
"Little whale, come under the rostrum -"
Song Fei cut the sky with one voice.
Li Jingyu's feet are faster than his head. He has no time to think about when Song Fei fled there. He has made a sharp turn, inserted into the lawn obliquely, and leaped across the corpses, straight to the rostrum!Zombies do not understand the "rostrum", but heard the voice, did not distinguish the direction, and see the prey changed the route, after a moment, immediately also chase Li Jingyu.
However, the lawn full of corpses is more complex than the track with a few hurdles. The zombie army fell into the swamp of corpse sea step by step.
When Li Jingyu was about to run to the rostrum, he realized later that he had brought the zombie into the lawn. Isn't the comrade in arms hiding in the lawn dangerous?
Can't wait for Song Fei quickly step forward, pull up he ran into a secret side door under the rostrum!
As soon as Li Jingyu's front foot entered the door, his back foot heard a bang. The door leaf was tightly closed by Zhao he, who had been waiting for a long time.
Not long after, the door was thumping.
But the heavy metal door leaf calmly responded to the impact, isolating all the horror and fear from one door.
Li Jingyu slumped to the ground, a little collapsed.
It's not the body, it's the spirit.
All the little partners are here, so that the little whales who are worried about their partners being trampled on can be completely relieved.
But the partners were not in good condition. Although they had enough intermission to breathe smoothly and reduce their fatigue, one of them was considered as one. They were all disheartened, with disheveled hair styles. Some of their faces were still rubbed with strange red and black stains, and they didn't know how lively they were in the sea of corpses.
This is a room for sports equipment and supplies. On weekdays, students of all colleges and departments will take the cushions, blue football, rope and other supplies they need for public sports class in the stadium, and the PE teacher will take them from here and put them back after class.
Li Jingyu vaguely knows that there is such a place, but he has never paid attention to it. They don't have many opportunities to use the equipment in their PE class. They use it occasionally, but the class cadres accompany the teachers to get it. Anyway, it's not his turn.
"How do you think of it?" Li Jingyu is curious.
Zhao he coughed very clearly.
Li Jing Yu is embarrassed.
Song Fei's black line: "don't worry, no one will compete with you."
It turned out that after seeing the zombies on the lawn and the hurdles on the track, Zhao he had a vague guess that the students who had fought here were probably from the Institute of physical education.
However, a sea of corpses can not be formed in a short time, so these students must have stayed in this stadium for a long time.
Looking at the whole track and field field, we can hide in the limited space under the rostrum.
So when Zhao he passed the rostrum several times, he went out of his way to observe. However, the door was designed to be relatively hidden. After several times, he could see that the door of the sports equipment room was very faint.
So after rushing into the lawn, he crawled forward and connected with all his little friends. Finally, Li Jingyu ran away with the zombie army, and the whole staff entered.
After listening to Zhao he quietly, Song Fei added another sentence, which is not only an affirmation of the merits of his comrades in arms, but also a feeling of survival: "if Zhao he didn't find out here, we would have to die."
"I have to run to death." When Li Jingyu thought of his comrades in arms, he hated them.
"We were going to get up and pick you up," Song Fei explained, "but Zhao he crawled over."
Li Jingyu pretends to look around his little friends. Without exception, everyone's faces are full of guilt and tension. Guilt is that he doesn't feel authentic, and tension is that he's afraid that he's really angry.
These idiots.
Li Jingyu's eyes are sore.
They only saw him fighting alone this time and felt that he was not doing well, but they didn't think about how many victories he had won in exchange for his life.
As early as in the library, he had never been the main force in battle. He could not get involved in running into the canteen, looking for the radio, or even running into the hospital to find medicine for his sick comrades in arms.
God knows that he wants to be useful once more to help this group and these comrades in arms.
The process of dream come true is cruel, but the aftertaste is wonderful.
The heat of the eyeground recedes, Li Jingyu slowly raises the corner of the mouth, suddenly asks: "am I particularly handsome today?"
All comrades in arms did not hesitate: "Shuai!"
Li Jingyu: "especially powerful?"
All comrades in arms: "great!"
Li Jingyu: "in fact, I can only run."
All comrades in arms: "modesty."
Li Jingyu: "in the future, I may often drag my feet. You can't help thinking more about me today when you want to smoke me."
All comrades in arms
Li Jingyu: "what does silence mean?"
Lin Deli Lei and he Zhiwen, after half-time break, tried their best to help them attract the zombie army, but their twelve little friends became more and more tired. The leading group was replaced by the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, followed by Qi Yan. At first, Song Fei, who led everyone to change their direction, slowly fell into the middle of the team, keeping pace with Wang Qingyuan, Zhou Tongyi and Luo Geng. Huang Mo, Li Jingyu, Feng Qibai and Qiao Siqi formed the last group. After the boys crossed the lawn, they went back to the track and continued to circle. So soon I saw those lovely hurdles for the fourth time. They are scattered across the runway, some standing, some have been knocked down, about seven or eight, basically blocking the whole runway. Every time the wusheng class came here, except for the three swordsmen in the Institute of physical education, they all walked around. But the zombies didn't have this kind of consciousness, so every time they got here, they would trip several times. The zombies who fell on the ground tripped their companions with their bodies that had not yet climbed up, which virtually slowed down the speed of the whole zombie army. He Zhiwen was almost overtaken before he hid in the zombie pile. Fortunately, he ran here and was saved by the hurdle. "Do you think there has been a battle here?" Li Jingyu, who has been running four laps but has been wavering and staying in the last four, still has Yu Li to speak. However, he is in the minority - "we just feel hypoxia!" Jockey's cry was very difficult. Qi Yan was OK. Although he was tired, he kept a relatively stable breathing rhythm: "I also have this feeling, otherwise there would be no reason to have so many corpses on the lawn!" Song Fei didn't want to pick up trouble, but the fire of curiosity became more and more intense: "who are they?" Qi Yan said: "I am not a fairy!" Josch: "if we want to talk about immortals, we have to be Huang Ah, ah, ah! " All the comrades in arms who could not see the situation behind them were worried: "what's the matter?" Josch's face was in a trance, not sure whether it was real or illusory: "gods and immortals seem to plunge into the corpses!" Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland have become eleven. When the zombies came back to the edge of the lawn, they almost didn't realize that the four zombies were on the edge of the lawn. The leaders can get together in a small pile, and the last four of the team are basically separated by one meter in turn. Without any questions, Huang Mo is the last to last, and josch is the last. Just now, we just passed the edge of a lawn where the corpses were stacked, so josch watched Huang Mo's figure in front of him blink, and he was gone. At first, he thought that the other side was not running steady and fell, so he almost ran to help him. As a result, he continued to run two steps forward to see that he had taken root in the corpse pile and was moving deeper. Joe strange subconsciously looked back, behind the zombie army no change, is still foolishly chasing. A few seconds later, he had run into the corner with his friends, and the main force of the zombie army had passed Huang Mo's disguise. Looking at it from a distance, there are stacked corpses, nothing else. Qiao Siqi suddenly felt very excited. This is a way to be happy as long as you let it out. Once you go into the sea of corpses, you can hide your merits and fame! Half a minute later, Qiao Siqi, who finally saw a place of geomantic omen, ran to the middle of the team with the last trace of strength, then made a low-level leap under the cover of his comrades in arms in the rear and rushed into the sea of corpses. Inexplicably used by the rear of the small partners to see a Leng Leng, but also to open up ideas. Li Jingyu, who has already unwittingly wandered to the first legion, can finally discuss "they" with Qi Yan at a close distance - "if, as we guessed, there used to be people here, and their combat effectiveness is superior, where are they now?" Qi Yan: "maybe, like us, we're looking for a chance to break out!" Li Jingyu was awakened: "before we met in the student Avenue, those bodies will be their dry?" Without waiting for Qi Yan to speak, Zhao he couldn't help inserting: "if so, I really want to beat them! Either kill alone, or kill clean, and leave us so much alive to lie in the middle of the road and pretend to be dead, Keng Dad! " Li Jingyu: "maybe those zombies were originally from the track and field, and they were taken to the avenue when they ran away!" Zhao he: "on the road to continue to chase ah, what's the matter in the middle of blocking the road!" Li Jingyu: "I was thrown away. Then I stayed in the same place, waiting for the hare to avenge my companions on the lawn. But I didn't stop them. Instead, I waited for us." Zhao Herong, speechless. Song Fei who had caught up with the first army's tail was unable to make complaints about it. "Are you sure that they have a sense of revenge in their heads?" Li Jingyu: "appropriate and reasonable beautification is the need of literary and artistic creation." Song Fei: "literary creation?"Li Jingyu: "my dream is to be a writer." Song Fei Deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and the first legion, Song Fei sadly slows down and wants to return to the second Legion. As a result, the pace slowed down, but no one came up. Song Fei is puzzled to look back, a sudden bolt from the blue. There's no one left behind, just a zombie!!! Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become six. "You inhuman people --" in the east of the lawn, Wang Qingyuan and Luo Geng, who just lay down, looked at each other, calm and serene. In the south of Caoping, Feng Qibai, who is far away from the edge of Caoping, looks up at the starry sky, covered with zombies. In the southwest of the lawn, Huang Mo is perfectly hidden, not even showing his eyes. On the west side of the lawn, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Lin Dilei and he Zhiwen huddled together and reluctantly warmed each other. The seventh time over the hurdle. Song Fei: "no, comrades, I can't run any more. If you insist on it, I'll come to hand over after a rest!" "We don't believe it!" said Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of physical education Song Fei: "conscience of heaven and earth!" Li Jingyu, the third swordsman of the Institute of Physical Education: "go away!" Song Fei: "OK -" three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education, Li Jingyu, Qi Yan: "OK..." The eighth time over the hurdle. Wu Zhou: "fuck, this really can run dead people!" Fu Xiyuan: "I have insisted on physical training since I knew it!" Li Jingyu: "aren't you from the Institute of physical education?" Wu Zhou: "we are social sports department!" Fu Xiyuan: "since the day when I set my mind on becoming a primary school PE teacher, I have never been the same man again!" There was no sign of Li Yu Jing and Li Yun. So fast he didn't see it, let alone the zombies. Zhao he's reaction is slow. He doesn't keep up with his friends. He's so sorry. Finally, in the next corner, he did the same and saved his lung which was about to burst. "Isn't he from the Department of competitive sports?" Li Jingyu suspected that the three were fake sports students! Qi Yan has been close to the limit, can only spew out two words: "javelin." Li Jingyu suddenly realized that, at the same time, he was sad: "what should I do? Now it's just the two of us..." Qi Yan shook his head: "it won't be just us." Li Jingyu's eyes brightened as if he saw the light of hope. Without warning, Qi Yan Ran rapidly, brushing away Li Jingyu for several meters, and took the lead to enter the curve. Li Jing understood that Qi Yan's "will not only leave us two", because NIMA left him!!! "Qi Yan, you son of a bitch --" "don't you want to be a writer, just experience life --" "my dream is serious literature, not horror novels!" Qi Yan's back disappeared in the distance of the curve. Li Jingyu didn't even see the exact point he chose. In the blink of an eye, there was no one. Under the moonlight, the running flowers of the motherland become a branch. Try to adjust breathing, soon, Li Jingyu found his own rhythm. The overall speed of the zombie has obviously decreased. The closest zombie is about five or six meters away from him, and the rear is sparse. The front is very long. But from their faces can not see any emotion, regardless of joy and anger, or shake up tired. Li Jingyu doesn't know whether the zombies have formed a circle of mechanical movement. He even fantasizes that maybe the zombies have lost themselves in their eyes, so if they jump into the corpse heap by surprise, the zombies may not even look at it and skip it directly. But after all, he just thought about it. Life is one, no joke. As a child, Li Jingyu was not in good health and had poor resistance. In order to strengthen his body, his parents forced him to start a long-distance race. At first, he was particularly resistant, who knew that he fell in love with running, and persisted for so many years. Li Jingyu's running is not for the purpose of competition, so he never pursues speed, so he follows his own comfortable rhythm. How can he know that this kind of way of almost one rhythm from beginning to end basically kills all the opponents in the school sports meeting, from junior high school to senior high school, from senior high school to university, invincible. Lap 15. Li Jingyu bypasses the last hurdle and counts it silently in his heart. He also felt tired, but it was still within control. It's just, when are you going to take over!!! "Little whale, come under the rostrum -" Song Fei cut the sky with one voice. Li Jingyu's feet are faster than his head. He has no time to think about when Song Fei fled there. He has made a sharp turn, inserted into the lawn obliquely, and leaped across the corpses, straight to the rostrum!Zombies do not understand the "rostrum", but heard the voice, did not distinguish the direction, and see the prey changed the route, after a moment, immediately also chase Li Jingyu. However, the lawn full of corpses is more complex than the track with a few hurdles. The zombie army fell into the swamp of corpse sea step by step. When Li Jingyu was about to run to the rostrum, he realized later that he had brought the zombie into the lawn. Isn't the comrade in arms hiding in the lawn dangerous? Can't wait for Song Fei quickly step forward, pull up he ran into a secret side door under the rostrum! As soon as Li Jingyu's front foot entered the door, his back foot heard a bang. The door leaf was tightly closed by Zhao he, who had been waiting for a long time. Not long after, the door was thumping. But the heavy metal door leaf calmly responded to the impact, isolating all the horror and fear from one door. Li Jingyu slumped to the ground, a little collapsed. It's not the body, it's the spirit. All the little partners are here, so that the little whales who are worried about their partners being trampled on can be completely relieved. But the partners were not in good condition. Although they had enough intermission to breathe smoothly and reduce their fatigue, one of them was considered as one. They were all disheartened, with disheveled hair styles. Some of their faces were still rubbed with strange red and black stains, and they didn't know how lively they were in the sea of corpses. This is a room for sports equipment and supplies. On weekdays, students of all colleges and departments will take the cushions, blue football, rope and other supplies they need for public sports class in the stadium, and the PE teacher will take them from here and put them back after class. Li Jingyu vaguely knows that there is such a place, but he has never paid attention to it. They don't have many opportunities to use the equipment in their PE class. They use it occasionally, but the class cadres accompany the teachers to get it. Anyway, it's not his turn. "How do you think of it?" Li Jingyu is curious. Zhao he coughed very clearly. Li Jing Yu is embarrassed. Song Fei's black line: "don't worry, no one will compete with you." It turned out that after seeing the zombies on the lawn and the hurdles on the track, Zhao he had a vague guess that the students who had fought here were probably from the Institute of physical education. However, a sea of corpses can not be formed in a short time, so these students must have stayed in this stadium for a long time. Looking at the whole track and field field, we can hide in the limited space under the rostrum. So when Zhao he passed the rostrum several times, he went out of his way to observe. However, the door was designed to be relatively hidden. After several times, he could see that the door of the sports equipment room was very faint. So after rushing into the lawn, he crawled forward and connected with all his little friends. Finally, Li Jingyu ran away with the zombie army, and the whole staff entered. After listening to Zhao he quietly, Song Fei added another sentence, which is not only an affirmation of the merits of his comrades in arms, but also a feeling of survival: "if Zhao he didn't find out here, we would have to die." "I have to run to death." When Li Jingyu thought of his comrades in arms, he hated them. "We were going to get up and pick you up," Song Fei explained, "but Zhao he crawled over." Li Jingyu pretends to look around his little friends. Without exception, everyone's faces are full of guilt and tension. Guilt is that he doesn't feel authentic, and tension is that he's afraid that he's really angry. These idiots. Li Jingyu's eyes are sore. They only saw him fighting alone this time and felt that he was not doing well, but they didn't think about how many victories he had won in exchange for his life. As early as in the library, he had never been the main force in battle. He could not get involved in running into the canteen, looking for the radio, or even running into the hospital to find medicine for his sick comrades in arms. God knows that he wants to be useful once more to help this group and these comrades in arms. The process of dream come true is cruel, but the aftertaste is wonderful. The heat of the eyeground recedes, Li Jingyu slowly raises the corner of the mouth, suddenly asks: "am I particularly handsome today?" All comrades in arms did not hesitate: "Shuai!" Li Jingyu: "especially powerful?" All comrades in arms: "great!" Li Jingyu: "in fact, I can only run." All comrades in arms: "modesty." Li Jingyu: "in the future, I may often drag my feet. You can't help thinking more about me today when you want to smoke me." All comrades in arms Li Jingyu: "what does silence mean?"
