Chapter 22: .Ronghua High School (2)

In the afternoon, Yuan Rong investigated the issue of the "surname" that Odrent said. He was taken by inadvertently by the crowd's table and was taken aback.
"Original Xiaomei", "Original Haitao", "Original Chunmao"...
Both are surnamed Yuan.
Moreover, the names are very common, and even somewhat tacky, such as random software, named sites randomly selected.
Odrent's guess may be right.
The "two-legged sheep", which is compiled by class as a surname, is under the control of the parasite.
This group of teenagers are talking about parting speeches in groups. From time to time, girls with delicate emotions have red eyes, and there are a few boys who encourage people to confess to others. Their age is just right and their youth is fearless.
They have their own feelings, their own lives, their own thoughts, and the vitality that is so fresh, enthusiastic, and surging in the blood, but their future has no hope, they will only become the wreckage under the claws of the predator. .
They will never know until they die. The motherland they want to serve is already controlled by aliens, and they are caught in a huge cage.
Although this is a different world, when I was here, the original content of the heart was still a prick.
Yuan Yonglong saw that his emotions were not right, and worriedly asked: "You are not right from the meal, what's wrong?"
Yuan Rong grudgingly smiled: "No. I thought it would be sad to think of graduating."
"Yeah," the carefree boy leaned back and looked out the window at the blue sky. "From kindergarten to high school, after being together for so many years, I suddenly have to separate, and I can't think it's strange."
From kindergarten to high school?
Yuan Rong nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced at a girl running through the corridor outside the window.
Someone skips class?
The girl looked terrified, and it could be said that she was running stumbled, as if someone was chasing her, but Yuan Rong watched for a while, and the class filed, and no one passed after she ran.
He didn't take this episode to heart, and then asked Yuan Yonglong: "You are well informed, do you know what the previous graduation ceremony has?"
Yuan Yonglong shook his head: "I also want to know. Have you forgotten, when the third grade graduation ceremony, the teacher took us out for an outing, and I have nowhere to ask."
Yuan Rong smiled: "Also. Mysterious things always make people more curious."
This was the last school day and the teacher did not assign homework. Before leaving school, I said some nostalgic words, and encouraged everyone. Don’t forget to study when you are out of school.
Only the original unscrupulous stare at the pretending affable "teacher" on the stage.
Yuan Rong, who is sensitive to changes in people's feelings, has long noticed that the "teacher" who felt the passage of time on his mouth was cold in his eyes, and even smiled slightly-he was a "parasitic." Even across half of the classroom, the original content could smell the stench and smell of rotting blood beside the "teacher", which was leaking from other people's skin.
"Teacher" noticed Yuan Rong's undisguised gaze, squinted at him and smiled, and then announced that he was out of school.
Odrent was waiting at the door of the classroom, waiting for him. He was a little surprised. He didn't tell Odrent's class. He greeted the past with a smile: "You guys leave get out of class early."
The original Yonglong eyeball almost fell: "How do you two...know?"
"We talked speculatively and we met," Yuan Rong set aside the topic, "Go to the cafeteria?"
Silent Odrent suddenly asked: "Are you hungry?"
"I'm fine," Yuan Rong smiled, "want to eat noodles."
Odron is characteristic, he undoubtedly took the child and strode away, leaving a jaw-dropping original Yonglong in place.
Counting it, it has been a long time since I had eaten the warm Chinese home-cooked food. Although the level of the cafeteria is not delicious, I can still smell the familiar dishes far away, and I still miss it.
The sunset was still on the horizon, infested with a haze of blood, and the soft fuchsia spread to an infinitely distant place.
Yuan Rong came up with a student card, ordered a meal with two meat and one vegetarian meal, and served a bowl of lean porridge with preserved eggs, sat down contentedly, and saw the Odrent pestle in place, curiously asked: "You don’t eat Is this probably the last supper in this world?"
Odron nodded in character, but just held the student card and looked around. It seemed... he couldn't choose what to eat.
Yuan Rong was amused by this guess: "Aren't you a choice phobia?"
A suspicious pink floated on the ear lobe of the tall black curly man, and he showed an uncommon Nene expression: "Then... Could you help me make a decision?"
Yuan Rong couldn't help laughing, and put Odrentra on the stool, and he went to cook the dishes. "For your honest part, I will help you once."
He remembered that Odrent was European, and he might not be used to eating too much, so he asked him for scrambled eggs with tomatoes, pork belly with potatoes, another braised cabbage, the same dish as himself, and finally served a bowl Mushroom spinach porridge.
The man is very well fed, and silently thanked him for starting to eat. He eats quickly and is very stable. It is rare to be elegant.
"It's delicious? I don't know your taste," Yuan Rong sat on the stool with a hiccup and no image. "I chose something I love."
Odron nodded in characteristic: "It turns out that the Chinese food is this taste. We have some Chinese restaurants there, the taste is far worse than here."
"It may not have been opened by Chinese people, or it may be a foreigner of Chinese origin," Yuan Rong said with a smile. "Some seasonings are not available in Europe, and there will be deviations."
Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony.
The chirping elementary school the table next to her is happily discussing the "class picnic" with her companions. It seems that during the graduation ceremony, there are only people in the senior three department.
"nervous?"
Originally looking back, he shook his head: "The world that can be solved by force is more beneficial to you and me. I'm thinking about that [Copy God Card], can it really copy someone else's God?"
"I guess there will be restrictions and will not be completely copied," Odrent looked at the child. "Otherwise it will not be defined in the "second" personality."
"Do you remember the thin little girl in my camp? The one wearing armor. I guess her godhead belongs to the Nordic gods. She is as light as a swallow and can attack and defend. I like it very much," the original explanation explained. "You should see I rely entirely on the divine character in my operations. My closeness is my weakness. Although the ice shield can prevent it, the hardness is too low, and it is like a strong attack and crispy skin."
"Indeed," Odrent analyzed, "you are not in good health. I will show you how to practice when the world is over."
Yuan Rong raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me you are a soldier."
The man shook his head: "No."
Seeing Odrent didn't want to speak, Yuanrong didn't ask.
The number of people in the cafeteria is gradually decreasing. The students in grade one and grade two are immersed in the joy of having a picnic in the class.
The two decided to look around the terrain, which was unnecessary.
After the two men walked around the campus, the sky was dark. In the world ravaged by the virus, Xu Shi has not yet developed its industry, the air is very fresh, and the broken stars are clearly visible.
They focused on the toilet. The toilets for men and women are generally large, and the ratio in the class is also normal-this generation was born after reconstruction. Judging from the date printed on the paper, it is now 2076, about fifty years after they last left the small world.
It was half past seven the next day.
Although Yuan Rong didn't need to sleep, the strong biological clock required him to get up at ten o'clock. He was woken up by Yuan Yonglong's frustrated wake-up service. The energetic boy jumped up and down excitedly, and took care of the messy hair in the washing room for at least ten minutes.
On the way to the auditorium, all the students were filled with irresistible excitement. Occasionally a teacher walked by and greeted each other warmly and cheerfully.
A good pair of brothers and sisters.
In the huge auditorium, the teacher directed the students of each class to sit in the prescribed area. Yuan Rong noticed that three middle-aged men in suits were standing on the podium. Although his face was old, his body was strong and strong. Behind them, several familiar teachers set up computers.
After more than 1,100 people were seated in Dangdang, the noise slowly subsided, and the people who looked like the leader of the podium coughed and calmed down.
Everything is still peaceful and warm.
Suddenly, the microphone made a sharp, deafening noise, and the students could not help covering their ears, and their heads were dizzy. When the students complained in a low voice, the person standing on the podium laughed. He said: "The thirteenth talent selection program has officially started."
He only said such a word, and sat down in a calm and leisurely manner. The students under the stage were unclear. Seeing that he had no explanation, the uneasy discussion buzzed again.
The large multimedia screen flashed suddenly and six large black characters appeared on the slide.
Talent selection program.
A female teacher about 30 years old picked up the microphone, her voice was very low and her tone of voice was very low, as if she had no emotion.
She said, "Hello, classmates. Next, I will introduce the detailed rules for the talent selection plan for you.
"For the future of the country and for the sustainable development of the planet, the talent selection program is held at the graduation ceremony of each senior three student. It lasts for three days. As we all know, there are far from enough job positions for 1,163 graduates, and the quality of talents varies. Therefore, through the talent selection program, we will provide special recruitment for outstanding talents."
She switched slides and jumped out a few lines of red text on a black background.
The students' uneasy discussion became louder and louder. Xu, a brave young man like Yuan Yong, couldn't help murmuring.
That slide read:
1. Provide one day of food and water per person.
2. Take the student card as the scoring standard, and earn one point for each student card.
3. After three days, the screening program ends and the top 100 students are admitted; students outside the ranking will be exiled to non-safe areas.
4. During the period of the talent selection plan, the security zone will be opened randomly and replaced every eight hours; there shall be no violence in the security zone, and the violators will be exiled to the non-security zone. The location of the safety zone will be announced through a school broadcast.
5. During the talent selection program, close the supermarket and vending machines; the cafeteria will not provide meals; block the school, try to escape from the school, and exile in non-secure areas.
The raven was silent.
The female teacher's unbroken voice mechanically read the slide. When no one spoke, she nodded in satisfaction: "So, from the beginning of the first class, the door will take turns, and the teacher will receive food and water at the exit."
The words just fell, as if they had just reacted completely, and the pan was fried in the auditorium.
"Just kidding! This joke is not funny at all!"
"Isn't it a screening plan that assigns jobs when I graduate?"
"Do you want us to kill each other!"
Several teachers scolded the class where no one got up. They wanted to force them out, but they saw a strong boy with long hair and jumped up, knocking over a teacher.
He shouted: "What a joke! What are you doing!"
Several teachers pounced on him, but they were freed by the violent boy. The classmates were filled with indignation when they saw the brother being beaten. At one time, the classmates fought with the teacher.
The students in the back class were all scared and dumbfounded. Someone shouted, "Down with the teacher, let's escape." All the students who were stimulated were all about to move.
A delicate second class girl who was closest to her was spread, and the teacher punched her in the face with a punch, spitting out blood. The second class was instantly ignited like fury. Several strong boys stepped on the back of the chair and jumped out. They joined a class of resistance and saw several teachers suppressed on the ground.
This overwhelming and unsustainable victory instantly inspired other overwhelmed classes. Suddenly, the entire auditorium rioted, shouting and roaring, and Class 22 near the rear exit threatened the teacher with a loud voice Opening the door, throwing a fist up without a word, seeing the back door will be knocked open.
A turmoil calmed the frenzied students in the entire auditorium.
A teacher suppressed by a class had a sudden change, opened a large mouth of blood basin, and a long black tongue covered with pus and rot, punctured the neck of a girl in an instant.
The blood column spewed out, and the next class of students was all over the face! The students opened their mouths, and the sudden change was so unbelievable that they were so scared that they could not scream.
The long-dead microphone on the stage suddenly buzzed, and the sharp, harsh noise made all students cover their ears.
The school leader said slowly: "Don't talk about killers if you're messy."