Zombie University

Chapter 10: round table meeting

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At noon, the sun was shining brightly, but there was no warmth. The cold north wind blew in the sun, and occasionally a few mischievous people got into the crack of the sliding door of the 440 balcony and sang cheerful and weird songs.

Inside the house, under the watchful eyes of Qiao Siqi and Qi Yan, Song Fei opened the closet for a while, opened the desk drawer for a while, and turned out all the 440 food reserves—Xiangyang’s four packs of instant noodles + three ham sausages + two bags of pickled mustard, any A gift box of Swiss chocolate from Zhe + five packs of Southeast Asian fresh shrimp chips, two packs of instant noodles from Song Fei + a large bag of melon seeds, and three apples from Wang Qingyuan.

As a dormitory for boys, things can’t be considered small, but the staple food is a six-pack of instant noodles, how long can three people last

"Why do you think we don't have the habit of hoarding food?" Qiao Siqi has never been so annoyed that he is not a foodie like at this moment. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly looked through the window in the direction of the women's dormitory. Completely isolated, it only belongs to the paradise in the dreams of the male students. "I heard that the female students are all little hamsters, but they like to stock up on snacks. Some even buy vegetables and cook secretly in the dormitory..."

Throughout the ages, countless wretched male dormitory classmates have lost their souls to that unreachable female dormitory area.

But Qiao Siqi may be the first one who has no lust on his face but only appetite.

"When it's time to eat, I hate less." Song Fei opened the chocolate gift box, took a heart-shaped one, threw it into his mouth, and then handed another heart-shaped one to Qiao Siqi, "Stop watching people get greedy." .”

Looking at plums can quench thirst, but looking at rice can only make you hungrier more and more.

Qiao Siqi looked away in disappointment, took the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. The rich and mellow cocoa aroma temporarily suppressed his hungry animal desire.

"Cough." Qi Yan who was standing beside him coughed.

Song Fei squinted at him, understood instantly, rolled his eyes, turned around helplessly and stuffed another chocolate into his hand.

Qi Yan looked down at the small square piece in the palm of his hand, thinking that it must not be as sweet as the two heart-shaped ones.

Song Fei couldn't understand what Qi Yan meant when he asked for chocolate and refused to eat it, just staring at it. But Qi Yan always has convulsions from time to time, and he is used to it. His stomach has already issued a weak protest. For him who rarely eats breakfast, he should be hungry at this time, but he is not hungry yet. Therefore, how to choose among limited food is a deep knowledge.

"If you want me to say, if you are not too hungry, eat some snacks and fruits. If you are really hungry, then eat instant noodles to maximize the effect." Qiao Siqi gave scientific advice.

Song Fei thought it was very reasonable, so he chose and chose Wang Qingyuan's apple.

Qi Yan watched Song Fei pick up the apple, and just said "no", he had already bitten off a big bite, and it was so joyous.

"What?" After eating half an apple in three bites, Song Fei spared no time to talk to Qi Yan.

Seeing how delicious his food was, Qi Yan felt that he might be worrying too much, so he shook his head: "It's fine."

Song Fei was bewildered, and took another three bites, and finally gnawed the core of the apple until it was short and thin, and then it was over.

"You two don't want to eat?" Song Fei felt a little bit sorry for the fact that the two classmates didn't move while he was eating.

But Qiao Siqi burst into laughter: "Did you forget where the two of us ran back from?"

Song Feijiong, the cafeteria, and it was the cafeteria where the door was locked for dinner yesterday, and the kitchen behind the window is not full of meals.

"If you're not hungry, why are you drooling at other women's dorms!"

"I take a long-term view. Not being hungry now doesn't mean I won't be hungry in the future. We can last for a few days with this little thing. Let me tell you, the women's dormitory guarantees that you will be fine if you are trapped for three months!"

Song Fei was amused, and just about to complain, suddenly his stomach felt sour, and a certain very unwelcome feeling came back, and it was stronger than before.

Qiao Siqi saw Song Fei approaching the instant noodles step by step, and finally reached out to grab a pack of instant noodles, and hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing? Didn't I just finish talking to you, because I must be very, very hungry to eat!"

Song Fei looked into his eyes seriously: "I'm very, very hungry right now."

Qiao Siqi broke down: "Didn't you just eat the apple?"

Song Fei broke down even more: "That must be an apple-shaped tablet for strengthening stomach and eliminating food!"

Qi Yan raised his forehead, and he knew that a fruit with high acidity like an apple could not satisfy his fullness, and the more he ate, the hungrier he would become.

In this way, lunch was spent in Song Fei's crispy noodle time. Qi Yan and Qiao Siqi were not idle when he was eating. , Qi Yan found Wang Qingyuan's fruit knife. Both knives are small and can be folded, and their lethality is about the same by visual inspection. .

After Song Fei finished eating, he saw the two companions holding a small knife. As a resident member of 440, he knew very well—damn, the knife is gone.

"Are you two embarrassed to run back from the back kitchen of the cafeteria and grab the knife from me?"

"Brother, the back kitchen is for cooking, not for the armory. Do you think we can snatch just a few kitchen knives?"

Song Fei didn't give up, and looked at Qi Yan with flickering eyes, as if a little seductive.

Qi Yan liked being looked at like this very much, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows: "You just need to hide behind me."

Song Fei's black line: "Get lost."

Looking around, Ren Zhe's guitar and Wang Qingyuan's English-Chinese dictionary are the only usable items of 440. Song Fei felt that he could think of the epitaph now.

Qiao Siqi struggled to hold the heavy dictionary, and handed it to Song Fei: "I really think this is fine. Think about it, the power of knowledge, who can bear it?"

Song Fei's forehead twitched and he gritted his teeth secretly.

He swore that if Qi Yan dared to hand over the guitar, he would definitely take his first sacrificial dictionary!

Of course Qi Yan didn't take the guitar, what he handed to Song Fei was a red Tai Chi fan.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" This thing is worse than a guitar!

Seeing that Song Fei didn't answer, Qi Yan shook his wrist, and the fan unfolded with a clatter, quite cheerfully.

Song Fei raised his eyebrows: "Why, want to dance for a while?"

Qi Yan smiled slightly, slapped his fan, and breathed into Song Fei's face.

Qi Yan's strength is not heavy, but... this is not a question of strength at all, is it!

Song Fei flapped his fan furiously, just about to get mad, but Qi Yan said: "Just block it like this, if they want to bite you."

Song Fei froze, looked at the stainless steel fan bones in front of him, then at the tough red silk, finally raised his hand in disbelief and took the initiative to breathe the fan on his face, and opened his mouth suddenly, but no matter how big the mouth was, it was bigger than the surface of the fan, unless he directly Go and bite the edge of the fan, otherwise it will be really hard to say anything when you are greeted head-on!

Seeing this, Qi Yan smiled, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Now you still think I'm teasing you?"

Song Fei didn't speak, he just closed the fan with a clatter, and kept playing with it in his hands, as if it wasn't a fan, but a magical weapon.

The food is over for the time being, all the weapons are ready, and the rest is to study the way out. Perhaps the zombies may not break through the door of the dormitory, but if they do not plan their way out in advance, once they break through, they will definitely die.

Qi Yan: "First of all, if they rush in, we will definitely not be able to go to the corridor. If we want to escape, we can only climb down from a balcony."

Qiao Siqi: "It takes strength to climb up, not everyone can do it, but as long as you go down, be careful not to step on the air, it's not a big problem!"

Qi Yan: "Then go straight to the supermarket, which is the closest place to the dormitory where the door can be locked."

Qiao Siqi: "No, someone tried to hide there when he was running back from the cafeteria, and he was bitten to death when he entered the house."

Qi Yan: "That was before. Didn't you notice that they not only attack people, but also cannibalize them, and they often share a lot of food with each other. I think their desire to attack should be driven by hunger, so once the food in the supermarket The classmates were all killed, they will not stay there for long, they will go to find other prey."

Qiao Siqi: "Wouldn't there be someone who doesn't leave just after eating?"

Qi Yan: "Yes, but the number must be less than those wandering outside. If we can't even deal with these, we will die sooner or later."

Qiao Siqi: "Okay, let's set a lot of points!"

Song Fei: "... I want to ask if there is no part of my speech in this meeting?"

Late at night, the wind is getting stronger.

The dormitory where the heating was turned off was a bitingly cold. Song Fei covered the quilt tightly and covered the quilt with two pieces of clothes, but his limbs still felt stiff. He didn't dare to move, because the chill seemed to be pervasive, and if he moved, he would feel a little colder again.

"Are you all asleep?" Qiao Siqi called softly in the darkness.

Song Fei lowered his voice and turned back to him: "No."

After a long time, Qi Yan, who was lying head to head, said, "Yes."

Qiao Siqi 囧, dare not fall asleep, so he no longer scruples, and restores his normal volume, but his tone is hesitant: "Can we... can we get out alive?"

Qi Yan was silent.

Song Fei didn't want to think about this problem rationally, he preferred to rely on intuition: "It will definitely work."

Josic was delighted: "Who gave you the confidence."

"You two." Song Fei didn't even think about it, "If I were alone, I might not be able to make it through now. Isn't there a saying that death is not scary, but waiting for death is scary. But we are three people now, we Together, we will make it through!"

Joskey's remaining complaints were choked in his throat.

He used ridicule to hide his fear, jokes to disguise his fear, and even pretended to teach Song Fei the zombies professionally. But in fact, he was scared to death. He knew that Song Fei was also afraid, and facing such a situation, it was really unscientific not to be afraid. However, Song Fei's fear is real, and Song Fei's belief is also real, he doesn't need to deceive himself like himself, he really believes that they can. This kind of belief is not only enviable, but also makes people draw strength from it.

"Well, I'll definitely make it through." Qiao Siqi murmured softly, speaking to his companion as well as himself.

Qi Yan, who heard the whole story from the beginning to the end, quietly looked at the ceiling in the moonlight, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He knows that he likes Song Fei, but he often struggles because he can't find the source of this feeling. That person has a bad temper, doesn't study well, and even his looks are not the type he admires. Apart from being possessed by evil spirits, Qi Yan can't think of the reason why he is attracted to him at all.

until just now.

This is what first attracted me. At first glance, it seems completely groundless and inexplicable self-confidence, but when you get closer, you will know that it is like a sunflower, always smiling brightly towards the sun, no matter good times or bad times, it is tenacity and optimism to move forward bravely.

When Song Fei naturally woke up, Dongfang was turning pale.

The dormitory has already received a call, and Qi Yan is sitting at the desk reading a book with a small lamp on. Qiao Siqi sat on the stool next to him and ate instant noodles. When he saw him get up, he greeted him vaguely: "Gude Maoning..."

Song Fei sat there in a daze, and suddenly thought of a question: "Why is the school in danger, and why don't you forget to turn off the lights?"

Qiao Siqi, who was gnawing on the bread, was stunned when he heard the words. He had obviously never thought about this thing that he was too accustomed to, and he opened his mouth wide in the bewilderment of "who am I, where and what happened?" He said, "Yeah, why? Could it be that the school has fallen and there is a lamp holder standing firm in a mysterious dark corner?"

Qi Yan glanced at him, and sincerely persuaded him, "Watch less movies in the future."

Song Fei raised his eyebrows provocatively: "You know?"

Qi Yan calmly put down Wang Qingyuan's "Tourism Anthropology" and preached to the two teammates: "The lights out of our new campus are automatically controlled by the single-chip computer system in the school's power distribution room. Always run regularly. Understand?"

Song Fei and Qiao Siqi looked at each other, and their ignorant gazes met in the air, sparking a spark of ignorance.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle—

Qiao Siqi: "It's the end of the world anyway..."

Song Fei: "Turn off the lights too."

The day's plan lies in the morning, and Song Fei's morning was infinitely sad.

Unhappily crawling out of bed, wanting to drink a glass of water to ease the pain in his heart, he shook four thermoses in a row, only one was still rippling.

"That's all, save some drinking," Qiao Siqi obviously didn't sleep well, and his dark circles looked like national treasures, "But it's useless to save, and you have to drink cold water in the end."

Song Fei glared at Qi Yan: "Originally we could boil the water ourselves, but when we checked the dormitory two days ago, a bastard almost confiscated it."

Qiao Siqi didn't understand the grievance and hatred involved, but thought of another thing: "It's hot? We have it in our dormitory!"

Song Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I can't fucking afford to live anymore, and I'm still burning the ass, just use the water pipe, I don't need to live so delicately."

Qiao Siqi was a little hesitant, mainly because of the quality of the tap water in their school, sometimes it tasted like coffee, so one can imagine the rich content. Even if it boils, you don't feel at ease, just pour it directly into the water pipe, the concubine can't do it!

I don't know if he received Johns' blazing help-seeking eyes, Qi Yan finally raised his head from the book: "Which dorm is yours?"

Qiao Siqi quickly replied: "637, just slant over here a little bit!"

Qi Yan nodded: "After dawn, I will go to other dormitories to look for food, and I will get it by the way."

Qiao Siqi only hated himself for being a straight man, otherwise he would definitely be forced to win love!