Chapter 23: Merry Christmas

The next two days, Xiang An was fine.
Six people spent half a day inventorying the warehouse and then gathered together to study the campus map. It can be tossed and turned on those places, and after studying it is also a matter of talking on the paper. Over time, if you can't talk about new things, you won't discuss it.
Although the breakthrough is thrilling, but it will make people concentrate, and the trapping may seem secure, but the spirit will slowly relax in the calm and dry waiting. I can't tell which one is better, but the six people now are really boring.
On the eighth day of the outbreak of corpse tide, the fourth day of entering the supermarket, cloudy and overcast.
"We have to find something to do, and everyone is declining in this way." Song Fei couldn't bear it any more, got up and paced back and forth, searching for his idea.
"Don't waste your energy," Zhou Lü took one from the Gregorian box next to Joskey and gnawed it in his mouth. "No books, no nets, no poker, no mahjong, killing games. It ’s going to be a spit, our six bare-bones commanders ca n’t really take a big risk.

Qiao Siqi hurriedly covered his remaining cookies, and refused the devil's claws that Monday Law twice extended: "The truth is okay, how to make a big adventure? Run out and fight a zombie? Or eat two bites of washing powder?"
Luo Geng was speechless: "I have fallen into this situation, and I am not adventurous enough? Don't die yourself."
On Monday, Lu Lu felt his chin for a long time, and proposed: "Shall we use idiom solitaire?"
Song Fei: "..."
Qiao Siqi: "..."
Luo Geng: "..."
Lin Dilei: "You can try it."
Qi Yan: "I agree."
Three-on-three, although not more than half, it is also very rare, so the game starts soon-
Qiao Siqi: "I'm first. I'm desperate!"
Luo Geng: "Furious Storm!"
Monday law: "The mushrooms are springing up!"
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Lin Dilei: "..."
He died soon.
Song Fei just wanted to send a banner to Monday Law, embroidered with eight characters-the clear field expert, quiet guard.
Yawning sleepily, Song Fei touched the phone to check the time, it was twelve ten noon, no wonder he was so sleepy ... Huh? Song Fei stared at the date on the phone again with wide eyes, and later realized that "comrades, today is Christmas!"
One sentence shouted that the little friends were all energetic, looking at their mobile phones one after another
"I go."
"It really is."
"Let the days pass by haha."
No one noticed that there was a pair of jealous eyes, staring at them with hate.
Joskey nibbles half a piece of Pocky and chews hard!
"Alas, last Christmas, I set up portraits and sketches on the city square. A lot of single girls who went out with my girlfriends for the holiday surrounded me. It was beautiful." , Unlimited aftertaste.
Lin Dilei surprised: "Will you still draw sketches?"
Mongolia sat up and said seriously, "Well, I'm forced to go to the art class without going to school."
Lin Dilei looked up and down on Monday's law incredulously: "You can also learn guitar and sketch, and buy a knife in Japan to sit in the dormitory. Why don't you have a girlfriend like this?"
Wu Yilu thought very hard, and finally spread his hand: "I don't know."
Song Fei and Qiao Siqi know: "Because the words are not speculative!"
Luo Geng hesitated for a long time, but still quietly leaned over to Lin Dilei, weakly said: "Although I can't sketch, I will seek guidance ..."
Lin Dilei thought for a long time but did not figure out how to succeed, so she had to turn to Song Fei: "How about you, how did you spend Christmas last year?"
Qiao Siqi opened his mouth, clearly remembered: "Listen to a horror movie of Santa Claus, hey, completely anti-routine, collapse fairy tale, the ending is still dark. I think about what is called ..."
"You don't need to say its glorious name, thank you." Song Fei hurriedly stopped and searched his memory for Christmas last year.
This is not a memory that is too difficult to grasp. To be precise, it even shines, so that Song Fei just opened the memory box and saw it.
Lifted his head and looked directly at Qi Yan. I don't know if he happened to look at it, or he kept looking at it. There were some emotions flashing in those eyes.
"Huh?" Lin Dilei is still waiting for Song Fei's answer.
Song Fei withdrew his eyes and shrugged: "Go to the pedestrian street in the city center, and then be squeezed into a dog by the flow of people."
Lin Dilei made up the scene for a while, and then, unconsciously or intentionally, asked Qi Yan again, "How about you, how did you spend Christmas last year?"
Qi Yan smiled bitterly: "I lost my wallet and failed to pursue the thief."
Lin Dilei nodded, as expected, this is a series.
Luo Geng didn't wait for a long time to wait for the goddess to be fortunate, and was not discouraged. He simply moved a lot of apple-flavored Fantarollers, the shelves were not enough, and the warehouse went to make up. A piece of magical green.
Lin Dilei boldly guessed: "Christmas tree?"
Luo Geng nodded violently.
Lin Dilei thumped.
Luo Geng was so happy that he was hypoxic.
The atmosphere opened up happily, the dull and boring smoke disappeared, and the joy of the festival gradually rose. The buddies took apart two packs of chacha seeds, cut the red bags into strips, glued them together, and put them on the "Christmas tree" like a flower. There were red and green, and they were both perfect and perfect.
Six people formed a circle. Joskey piled up a pile of snacks in the middle. Everyone listened to Coke and toasted.
"As!"
If no one gives us light in the dark, we will give ourselves the lantern.
Eight glass cups with unequal amount of water are placed on the ground, the water surface is arranged in order from low to high. On Monday, the metal chopsticks borrowed from Song Fei sounded and started.
Each note popped out under the impact of Monday's law. It was not slow, clear and sweet, and finally flowed into a familiar melody, like the snow fluttering in the wind, cheerful and light, childlike.
Lindi Lei could n’t help but hum along: "jinglebellsjinglebells ~~ jinglealltheway ~~ ride ~ sleighhey ~~~"
Song Fei couldn't help singing, but he only followed two sentences of "jinglebells". The English words behind it really wouldn't, so it became "bell children ringing bells". In view of the considerable damage to the beauty, shut up quickly and be a listener with everyone.
"Dw ~~ -sleigh ~~ o'erthefieldswego ~~ laughingalltheway ~~ bobtailring ~~"
Lin Dilei's voice is gentle like a nightingale, lively and playful when bright, soft and warm when whispering, close your eyes and listen, as if you can see a snow-covered town, a family with a fireplace, a fan window.
Just as all the friends are immersed in a dreamlike holiday atmosphere, a heartbreaking scream cuts through the quiet Christmas Eve
"Help me!"
Six people were shocked by the same accident, and returned to reality in the sudden trembling.
"Help me--"
"Help--"
"Ah ---"
It's not just one person asking for help!
At the same time, there was a fierce beating sound from the glass door of the supermarket entrance!
Six people no longer dared to delay, flew up like a fly, and went straight to the main entrance!
Qiao Siqi ran at the front, arrived first and moved the shelf against the door without hesitation. Qi Yan, who arrived later, didn't wait for him to move all over, and already reached into the existing gap and opened the cotton curtain!
A group of tall male students came into sight!
I ca n’t count how many of them. The classmates who had the closest face even attached to the door saw them more desperately, no, almost smashed!
Shoot the door, cry for help, deafening!
Song Fei arrived later, and the key to the seven or eight locks was on him, but there were many classmates outside, chasing more zombies behind his classmates. When Song Fei took the key, two other classmates were dragged away by the zombies.
"Go to the roof-" Qi Yan suddenly shouted out of the door slit, "They will not climb the stairs, go to the roof!"
If the seven locks were to be opened next to each other, it was estimated that there would be no bones outside the door!
Some students with quick brains reacted first and ran to both sides immediately. The power of the role model is endless. In less than two seconds, the classmates gathered in front of the door blew out a clean, and did not know whether it was a stacked Luohan or a freehand climb. In short, they must have shown their magical powers.
The six also hurried back, and did not go to the toilet in a tacit understanding, all gathered under the vent window that Qi Yan had climbed on-the toilet window was too short, and once the zombies heard the sound, the consequences would be unimaginable .
Qi Yan climbed to the top of the iron shelf, opened the ventilation window, and shouted at the roof: "Here, come in from the window--"
Soon, the first classmate was taken in.
Later, Luo Geng also climbed up and helped Qi Yan to pick up people. It took about ten minutes, and a total of 17 students were recruited.
After everyone landed safely, the six talents found that although these people have different clothes, most of them are casual sports. All the boys are tall and short, slender and strong, but they are all distributed without exception. Male hormones rushing in the face. It is a temperament that is very different from that of ordinary classmates. A single individual is very obvious, not to mention seventeen.
"Where is the gym?" Qi Yan locked the window and jumped off the shelf.
"Well. I can't live anymore. I'm fighting for it. I think I'm dead. My legs are scared. Fortunately, the fate is big." The speaker was a classmate who was about the same height as his counterpart, but it looked more powerful and powerful. Some, a gray sportswear, with a loose black long down jacket on the outside, and the zipper is not pulled, so it is so open, "You will find the ground, the dormitory is almost eating, fuck!"
Here, the boys talked with Qi Yan, and there were a dozen or so early hula fans all over at once, looking at the direction of the food area.
Qi Yan also wanted to ask a few more words. The man saw that the others ran away, no longer ignored him, and turned around and ran towards the other side: "I will go, you and I will stay--"
Less than half a minute before and after, no more than two sentences in communication, six people look at me, I look at you, it's a little bit cowardly.
Qiao Siqi: "What's the situation?"
Monday Law: "It is estimated that you are hungry."
Luo Geng: "You should say thank you if you are hungry, we saved their lives!"
Lin Dilei: "Forget it, understand each other."
Qi Yan is also not very happy, originally wanted to ask the name of the other party, now I am in no mood. Frowning his eyebrows, Yu Guang naturally crossed Song Fei, but he found that his eyebrows were tightly closed, his expression dignified, and he wondered what he was thinking.
Qi Yan touched him with his elbow: "What's wrong?"
Song Fei slowly looked at him, his face was rare and serious, without a little bit of usual laughter and scolding: "How many people are there when they shoot the door?"
Qi Yan shook his head, he only knew: "There must be more than now."
Song Fei: "Aren't you sad if you die?"
Qi Yan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they haven't reacted yet?"
Song Fei couldn't think of any more and had to give up: "Maybe."
Hunger and fear can make people temporarily abnormal. The six friends will understand and understand each other, so they walked back to the floor and found that the Christmas tree was knocked down. what.
The interrupted Christmas atmosphere may be regrettable, but it can save 17 lives. Who dares to say that this is not the best Christmas?