Chapter 66: Friend communication

What is ecstatic? I thought that the hope of crushing bones and bones with the zombies falling down from the building would reappear in the depths of the lockers. ; Music; text; novel www. ＋.
What is a lightning bolt? When I held the plug and tried to find the jack, I realized that I realized it later.
"That, is it a treasure bank?"
"You, say, what."
Song Fei's flat-mouthed mouth, and Qi Yan's eyes full of grievances, he wanted to activate the awkward atmosphere, don't use it so seriously!
Qi Yan's lips curled up in a straight line, and he seemed heavier in the less bright light of the flashlight.
After a little thought, He Zhiwen gently laid down the tape recorder with its back facing upwards, groping all the way along the bottom with his hand, and finally stopped at the last third: "Sure enough."
Song Fei hasn't had time to ask what, just listening to a click, a delicate half-curved buckle cover was opened under He Zhiwen's hands.
Song Fei has never used such a tape recorder, but the principles of electrical products are common, so I recognized at a glance that is where the dry battery is placed. It's just different from the 5th or 7th batteries used in common remote controls, wireless mice, etc. The empty battery position is much larger, and it is very similar to the battery space of the old flashlights I saw at home when I was a child: "No. 1 battery?"
He Zhiwen nodded his head, affirmed his guess, and accurately reported the demand: "Four sections."
Song Fei was worried, not to mention four sections, one section was enough for them to have a headache: "Who still uses the No. 1 battery now."
He asked: "Uh ... we."
Song Fei embarrassed, looking at He Zhi, who silently raised his hand, crying: "You don't say it early!"
"But in the laboratory material library on the sixth floor, can we still go back to the building and pick it up?"
"What can't do." Qi Yan slowly raised his eyes. If you do n’t know where to find the battery, it may still be a problem, but now that the coordinates are confirmed, there is nothing that can block the yearning for the outside world. "We have found the most difficult radios. Ca n’t get four batteries?"
The comrades' eyes are so confident and firm, the slightly raised mouth is so calm and calm, so that He Zhiwen has the illusion of crossing into the movie in a trance: "Qi brother, if you laugh like this, I feel like I am following Tomke Ruth fought side by side. "
"Mission Impossible is no stranger, Tomb Raider is almost the same." Qi Yan smiled slightly and greeted bf affectionately, "Angelina Jolie, tidy up and set off."
Song Fei's flying eyes with different styles and styles: "Now the hair is still a little short. You just have to look at it first. If you look back, I will make braided braids to make you □□."
Qi Yan: "You are too underestimating yourself, even if you are Zhao He's hairstyle, I can soar."
Song Fei: "Does Zhao He have a hairstyle?"
Qi Yan: "You can't just black him because you are not there."
Song Fei: "Looks like your first head."
Qi Yan: "... It seems to be."
Song Fei: "Hey, hey."
Qi Yan: "But after all, Zhao He's face value does not require a hairstyle."
Song Fei: "Yeah, it's a pity to be straight."
Qi Yan: "Well, what a pity."
Why would the two people break up because of their different views? He Zhiwen thought about Song Fei's love of science, and he was puzzled. In his opinion, there is no third person in the world who can match the eyebrows in front of you. You can push my head and I will give you a match for any of these two. In this way, no matter whether it is when the relationship is broken or when the honey is oiled, the two people who are mad and pulling hatred should belong to each other, and only belong to each other.
Why?
If it is not, it means world peace.
Xiu Ai Nian did not delay the preparations before the war. When He Zhiwen was still immersed in the infinite sigh of "Moon is really going to match", the two comrades-in-arms were already packed and ready to open the way.
He Zhiwen asked an agitator, he quickly and swiftly drew out the short knife, and a brain rose from the ground: "Wait for me!"
The two comrades who were about to open the door turned back suspiciously: "What are you doing?"
He Zhiwen took it for granted: "Go together."
Song Fei sighed and squeezed his flesh face: "Obviously wait here, obediently."
He Zhiwen always felt that since Song Fei pinched his face, his position was in danger of sliding from comrades to cute pets. He unhappyly pulled Song Fei's claws out: "You two go out for adventure, I'm hiding here No, then am I still a human! "
Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled again.
Qi Yan turned his head slightly, looking away from the window, knowing that the routine was coming.
"The two of us went out to fight, did you think you weren't fighting here? On the contrary, you have to stick to the recorder here! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front line." Song Fei said clearly and clearly Without losing the solidarity and friendship, gentleness with a little sternness, and with a hint of tenderness hidden in the sternness, at first glance, there is a needle in the cotton, a fine slogan with a long focus, "Imagine you walk with us, the battery is found, but when you come back, you find that the recorder is not. Now, what's the point of fighting again? "
He asked: "I ..."
Song Fei: "If you think about someone else in the first floor, and he doesn't want to share information with us, then we will come out of the nest. Isn't he benefiting from the fisherman?"
Question for He: "Can ..."
Song Fei: "Let ’s think about it again. There is another teacher who is so persistent outside the window. If it knows that we have taken its collection, is it not possible to climb in through the window again?"
He asked: "I stay!"
Song Fei: "Really?"
He Zhiwen asked: "Well. But I tell you the truth, your last scenario I imagined, I didn't particularly like ..."
However, the ghost knew that if he should not go back, Song Fei would devise a frustrating imagination!
What should I do if a boyfriend on the booth is full of routines?
Qiyan's way of expressing love is to give the other party maximum freedom and let him go to routines.
Watching the two comrades dive into the moonlight cold corridor, all the previous messy thoughts disappeared. When closing the door, He Zhiwen had only two thoughts left in his heart-his comrades would definitely come back and vow to defend the recorder.
The former allows him to gain confidence in his trust.
The latter gave him courage in his determination.
The empty window without glass, the wind blowing into the house. He Zhiwen got up and went to the window. The probe went out and looked around. It took a long time to confirm the safety around him. Not to mention trying to climb downstairs to the twelfth floor, just want to climb over from the next door, the smooth building has no fulcrum at all.
When he retracted his head, his face was flushed by the wind, but He Zhiwen's heart was not cold, not only cold, but also burning, like a wave of blood was surging. It is not an exaggeration to say that if there is a need for a small partner now, he can barely say that we can go, and we will do a good job.
This was unthinkable before.
He Zhiwen has been a good student in the teacher's mouth since childhood, and a nerd in the eyes of classmates. After he was in kindergarten, he not only did not hold hands with female classmates, but also did not fight with classmates of any gender. In fact, in the kindergarten, other people beat him, and he just cried.
When I arrived at university, although I was in harmony with my classmates and roommates, this kind of harmony always brought subtle alienation. There was a time when the dormitory closed the door to drink alcohol, and a roommate drank too high. After drinking, he spit out the truth and said, "Why don't you know this person?" He Zhiwen didn't know what it was and what he didn't know. He only knew that these people wouldn't cut his knife for him, and he wouldn't go for them.
Moreover, this year, who is not morally placed on both sides, put the words in the middle? As for the three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day, if you tell them one day, there will be an insurance research quota selected from among you. Look at who you choose. Will they not tear? How can it be.
So is the virus outbreak a turning point?
He Zhiwen recalled it carefully, as if it were not.
A week ago, he could n’t stand hunger. When he rushed out of the dormitory with a large army, he did n’t even care who he was with. It was not until they rushed into the second floor of the canteen that only sporadic partners were left around. The six of them nodded and formed a temporary refuge team.
Six people stayed under one roof, seeming to depend on each other, but in fact they did not have deep contact, but were forced to come together and happened to be isolated. Even if Zhao He, Fu Xiyuan, and Wu Zhou were originally in a hospital, the relationship only ends with familiarity, not intimacy.
Then, two days later, a group of strange classmates broke in downstairs.
Then everything started to drift.
When he proposed to work with the first squad to find a radio, his idea was straightforward-borrowing the fighting power of the first squad to increase the safety index and increase the success rate.
Because this motive is too obvious, they didn't hide it, they just changed a more pleasant statement.
But I did n’t say anything in Class 1, I decided that I could n’t make it faster, and sum up the four words-then do it!
Then they did it.
The eight-member squad that was joined temporarily was ignorant and went on the road. He rushed up when he was in danger, and stabbed him when he met zombies. It seems that this is not a reality that may die at any time, but a single-player game with a hundred lives that will let you resurrect casually.
How can we communicate? He Zhiwen now understands. That is, in a relationship, there must be a fool who pays irrespective of the reward, and then another who thinks he is savvy will hesitate to take the first step, the second step, until finally he becomes a fool.
He met four of these fools in one breath. No, according to the theory that people are divided into groups, there may be eight, and visually, they have already been converted into most of the 2 classes. Zhao He, apparently, has rushed towards the road of no return to who is more stupid than anyone else.
If the school now says that there is a security research quota to be taken out of your two martial arts classes, you can choose it. Why do you think, 80% of the results are that everyone will come together to arrest. And Song will definitely be eloquent, and luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality.
The moon was covered by a sudden cloud, and it suddenly darkened in the office, completely dark and deeply suppressed.
The question of He Zhi was unmoved. He hugged the tape recorder, closed his eyes against the corner of the wall, and his heart was bright. He did not know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew that they would come back.
The moonlight was dark and bright, the wind stopped and rose again, and heavy and stiff footsteps came from the corridor from time to time. In such a night, every minute and every second is like a year, but why did he just hold the radio and waited for four hours quietly.
Until, a table tennis ball jumped over the hallway in front of the door.