Chapter 89: Dreams came true

Lin Dilei and He Zhiwen intermittently rested and tried their best to help them attract the zombie army.
The leading players were replaced by three swordsmen from the sports institute. Qi Yan was behind them. Song Fei, who initially led everyone to change direction, slowly fell into the middle of the team, and went side by side with Wang Qingyuan, Zhou Lu, Luo Geng, Huang Mo, Li Jingyu, Feng Qibai and Qiao Siqi formed the final legion.
After the slashes were inserted across the lawn, they returned to the runway and continued to circle round and round.
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 entire runway. Every time the Wusheng class ran here, except for the three swordsmen's thighs in the sports institute, the other people passed by. But the zombies did not have this kind of consciousness, so every time they came here, they crashed and stumbled 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 caught before he was hidden in the zombie heap. Fortunately, he just ran here and was rescued by the hurdle.
"You don't think there has been a fight here-" Li Jingyu, who has been running for four laps but has been swaying to stay in the bottom four, still has the power to speak.
However, after all, he is a minority-
"We only feel lack of oxygen!" Joskey's cry was breathless, extremely difficult.
Qi Yan is okay. Although tired, he still maintains a relatively smooth breathing rhythm: "I also have this feeling, otherwise it doesn't make sense that there are so many corpses on the lawn!"
Song Fei did n’t want to make a difference, but the curious fire grew stronger and stronger: "Who are they?"
Qi Yan said: "I am not a fairy!"
Qiao Siqi: "If you want to say that the fairy must be our Huang ...... Hey hey ?!"
All the comrades who couldn't see the situation behind him instantly worried: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Siqi was in a trance, not sure if it was real or an illusion: "God, fairy seems to have plunged into the heap of corpses!"
In the moonlight, the wild flowers of the motherland became eleven.
It turned out that after the buddies realized that the lawn was full of corpses rather than frozen zombies, the subconscious was no longer guarding against the lawn, so they circled back from 5-8 to 1- Four miles in four, and finally wound around the edge of the lawn.
Leaders can also gather in a small pile. The last four of the team are basically separated by one meter in sequence. No matter what, Huang Mo is second to last, and Qiao Siqi is at the end.
Just now everyone just passed the edge of a lawn where corpses were stacked, so Qiao Siqi watched Huang Mo's figure sway in front of him, and the person was gone.
At first, he thought that the opponent had not fallen steadily, and almost ran over to support. As a result, he continued to run two steps forward to see clearly. They were already rooted in the corpse, and were creeping deeper.
Qiao Siqi looked back subconsciously, and the army of zombies behind him remained unchanged, still chasing innocently.
Several seconds later, he has run into the corner with his friends, and the main force of the zombie army has also crossed the place where Huang Mo disguised.
Looked from afar, there were stacked bodies, nothing more.
Qiao Siqi suddenly felt very excited, this is a method that can be happy to burst as long as you take it out, and once you enter the sea of ​​corpses, you have hidden merit and fame!
After half a minute, Qiao Siqi, who was also in a feng shui place, finally ran to the middle of the squad with his last effort, and then used a comrade in the rear to cover a low-altitude jump and rushed into the sea of ​​corpses.
The inexplicable rear buddies were taken aback for a while, but at the same time they were also opened up with ideas.
Li Jingyu, who has unknowingly reached the First Army, can finally discuss "them" with Qi Yan up close-
"If there were people like we guessed before, and they have excellent fighting power, where are they now?"
Qi Yan: "Maybe like us, find a chance to break out!"
Li Jingyu was awakened: "Will the corpses we met on the Student Avenue have been done by them?"
Without waiting for Qi Yan to speak, Zhao He couldn't help but insert: "If it is, I really want to beat them! Either just kill one, or kill it clean, and leave us so much to lie in the middle of the road and pretend to die, pit father!"
Li Jingyu: "Maybe those zombies were originally in the track and field, and they were taken to the avenue when they fled!"
Zhao He: "Go ahead and continue chasing, what's going on in the middle of the road!"
Li Jingyu: "After being dumped, he stayed in place, and he stood by and wanted to avenge his companions on the lawn. As a result, he didn't stop the smoker and waited for us.
Zhao He 囧, speechless.
Finally, Song Fei, who was keeping up with the tail of the First Army, was unable to vomit: "Are you sure they have the consciousness of" revenge "in their head?"
Li Jingyu: "Appropriate and reasonable beautification is a need for literary and artistic creation."
Song Fei: "Literary creation?"
Li Jingyu: "My dream is to be a writer."
Song Fei: "..."
Song Fei, deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and the First Army, slowed down slowly and wanted to return to the Second Army.
As a result, the pace has slowed down, but no one has been running up.
Song Fei looked back, suddenly a thunderbolt.
There are people behind him, so the zombies! ! !
In the moonlight, the wild motherland flowers became six.
"You guys are inhuman, ah ah ah--"
Lawn East, Wang Qingyuan and Luo Geng, who had just laid down, looked at each other with a calm and serene look.
Lawn South, Feng Qibai, creeping away from the edge of the lawn, covered with zombies, looking up at the starry sky.
Southwest of the lawn, Huang Mo hides perfectly, even his eyes are not exposed.
Lawn West, Zhou Lu, Qiao Siqi, Lin Dilei and He Zhiwen huddled together and reluctantly warmed each other.
Cross the hurdle for the seventh time.
Song Fei: "If you can't do it, comrades, I won't be able to run anymore. Hold on again. I'll come over to work after a short break!"
Three Musketeers and Li Jingyu of the Sports Institute: "We don't believe it!"
Song Fei: "Heaven and Earth Conscience!"
Three Musketeers and Li Jingyu of the Sports Institute: "Go!"
Song Fei: "It's good--"
Three Musketeers, Li Jingyu, Qi Yan: "..."
Cross the hurdle for the eighth time.
Wu Zhou: "Fuck, this will really run away!"
Fu Xiyuan: "I knew I would stick to physical fitness training!"
Li Jingyu: "Aren't you from the sports college!"
Wu Zhou: "We are the Department of Social Sports!"
Fu Xiyuan: "I am no longer a wind-like man since the day I determined to be an elementary school physical education teacher!"
Li Jingyu didn't have time to speak again. The two friends had entered the arrow of the cloud and hurried out. They entered the corner in a blink of an eye, and the figure flickered and disappeared.
The speed is so fast that he didn't see clearly, let alone the zombies.
Zhao He reacted slowly, didn't keep up with his friends, and regretted his intestines.
Finally made the same way in the next corner, and saved the lung that was about to burst.
"Isn't he from the sports department--" Li Jingyu suspected that these people were fake sports students!
Qi Yan has also approached the limit and can only spit out two words: "Javelin."
Li Jingyu suddenly realized, and at the same time sadly came from it: "What should I do, now only we two ..."
Qi Yan shook his head: "We will not be left alone."
Li Jingyu's eyes lit up as if he saw the light of hope.
Qi Yan ran without warning, swept Li Jingyu several meters in an instant, and took the lead in entering the curve.
Li Jing understood that Qi Yan said, "We are not the only ones left," because Nima left him alone! ! !
"Qi Yan, you are a bastard--"
"Aren't you going to be a writer, just experience life--"
"My dream is that serious literature is not a horror novel !!!"
Qi Yan's back disappeared into the distance.
Li Jingyu didn't even see the exact point he chose. In a blink of an eye, the person was gone.
In the moonlight, the wild flowers of the motherland turned into a sprig.
Struggling to adjust his breath, and soon, Li Jingyu recovered his rhythm.
The overall speed of the zombies has decreased significantly. The closest zombies are about five or six meters away from him, and the sparse pull line is dragged behind for a long time. But no emotion could be seen from their faces, no matter whether they were joyful or sad, or trembling and tired.
Li Jingyu doesn't know whether the zombies have formed a mechanical movement around the circle. He even imagines that the zombies may have lost themselves in the eyes of the zombies. Skip.
But he just thought about it after all.
One life, 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 the long-distance race. At first he was particularly resistant, who knew that he fell in love with running and running, and insisted for so many years.
Li Jingyu's running is not for the purpose of competition, so he never pursued speed, he came at a comfortable rhythm. Anyone who knows this way from almost a rhythm from beginning to end will basically kill all the school games Opponents, from junior high school to high school, from high school to college, are invincible.
The fifteenth lap.
Li Jingyu bypassed the last hurdle and counted silently in his heart.
He also felt tired, but this kind of tiredness is still within the controllable range.
It's just, when do the friends come to take over? ! !
"Little whale, come under the podium--"
Song Fei cut through the sky with a throat.
Li Jingyu's feet are faster than his head, so it's too late to think about when Song Fei had flown over there. The person has made a sharp turn, inserted diagonally into the lawn, and even jumped across the corpse across the field, straight forward toward the rostrum!
The zombies did not understand the "Rostrum", but when they heard the voice, they could not distinguish the direction, and saw the prey changed their route. After a moment of stun, they also chased Li Jingyu immediately.
The lawn full of corpses is more complex than the runway with few hurdles, and the army of zombies instantly fell into a swamp of corpses.
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 hiding in the lawn dangerous?
Can't wait for Song Fei to step forward, pull him up and run into a hidden side door under the rostrum!
Li Jingyu had just entered the door with his front foot, and he heard a bang on the back foot. The door was closed tightly by Zhao He who had been waiting for a long time.
Not many times, the door was knocked loudly.
But the heavy metal door leaves calmly dealt with such an impact, isolating all the horror and fear from a door.
Li Jingyu sat paralyzed on the ground, somewhat collapsed.
Not a body, but a spirit.
All the little friends are there, so let the whales who are worried about being stepped on be completely at ease.
But the condition of the partners is not very good. Although there is enough intermission to let them breathe smoothly and their fatigue is reduced, there is one who has gray hair and messy hair, and some faces have strange red and black stains. How lively the corpse is tumbling in the sea.
This is a sports equipment supply room. On weekdays, students in various departments and colleges will need mats, blue football, big ropes and other supplies when they are in public sports classes on the stadium. The sports teacher will take it from here and return it after class.
Li Jingyu vaguely knew that there was such a place, but never paid attention to it. There were not many opportunities for them to use equipment in physical education. Occasionally, they were also accompanied by the class cadres to get the teacher.
"How do you think of this?" Li Jingyu was curious.
Zhao He coughed very clearly.
Li Jingyu embarrassed.
Song Fei's black line: "Relax, no one will take credit with you."
Once Zhao He saw the zombie corpses on the lawn and the hurdles on the runway, there was a vague guess that it was likely that the students who had fought here were classmates in the sports institute.
However, a sea of ​​corpses cannot be formed in a short time, so these students must have stayed in this stadium for a short period of time.
Looking at the entire track and field, the boundary where you can hide is the limited space below the rostrum.
So when Zhao He passed the rostrum several times, he deliberately observed. However, all the doors were designed to be relatively concealed, and only a few times before and after only to see the faint light from the false door of this sports equipment room.
So after rushing into the lawn, he crawled forward and connected all his friends, and finally took advantage of Li Jingyu to run away with the army of zombies, and all of them were stationed.
After listening quietly to Zhao He, Song Fei added another sentence, which is not only affirmation of the merits of his comrades in arms, but also a feeling of escape from death: "If Zhao He found this place, we must run to death."
"It's me who has to run to death." Li Jingyu remembered his comrades' "rebellion against the relatives" and hated their teeth.
"We had to get up to pick you up," Song Fei explained. "Whoever knows Zhao He crawled over."
Li Jingyu pretends to look around a group of friends, without exception, everyone is guilty with tension in his face, guilt is that he is doing something unreasonable, and nervousness is because he is really crazy.
This fool.
Li Jingyu felt sore eyes.
They only saw him working alone this time, and they felt that they had done something unreasonable, but they didn't think about how much he had won since winning the fruits of their struggle.
As early as in the library, he hadn't been the main force of the battle. He went to the back canteen to find the radio, and even went to the hospital to find medicine for sick comrades.
God knows how often he wants to be useful, to help these comrades for this collective.
The process of dream come true is fierce, but the aftertaste is wonderful.
The heat in his eyes receded, and Li Jingyu slowly raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly asked, "Am I particularly handsome today?"
All comrades did not hesitate: "Handsome!"
Li Jingyu: "Extraordinary?"
All comrades: "Great!"
Li Jingyu: "Actually, I can only run."
All comrades: "Humble."
Li Jingyu: "In the future, I may still often stumble. When you want to smoke me, you can think more about me today."
All comrades: "..."
Li Jingyu: "What does silence mean!"