At the end of the sentence, this elegant female teacher wearing glasses couldn't bear the haggard moment and immediately burst into tears, "Please save us!"

From her emotions at this time, Zhang Yu could only analyze two reasons: either excitement or pain.

Zhang Yu didn't answer, but instead shouted into the microphone, "Please report the name, age, and gender of the survivor. No one can be missed!" After this sentence was spread through the loudspeaker, the sound only expanded two or three times. It was exaggerated.

To put it bluntly, it can be heard from kilometers away.

After hearing the sound, the zombies outside the car frantically rubbed against the car, especially those zombies that Wang Che thought were shemales. They even rubbed their little brothers against the car window.

Wang Che couldn't stand it any longer and shouted to Zhang Yu, "Sir, please allow me to shoot to eliminate the zombies!"

Zhang Yu didn't answer, he just took out a photo from his pocket and stared at the classroom on the sixth floor.

The female teacher was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses. At the same time, the children desperately told Zhang Yu their names, "My name is Xiao Keyai, I am eleven years old this year."

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..."My name is Li Hei, I am ten and a half years old!"

..."My name is Du Nan. I am nine years and eight months old now. I am in the fourth grade..."

Dear children, what are you doing? Are you introducing yourselves at the freshman entrance ceremony?

The female teacher signaled the children to quiet down, and then took out a piece of paper from her pocket. In fact, what was written on this piece of paper was the names and ages of the children. As a teacher, she

In such a desperate situation, he has the task of comforting and encouraging the children.

Although there are overwhelming zombies outside, she plays games and interacts with the children every day in order not to scare them... These children are all from different classes and grades, so that they can stay together well and interact with each other.

To unite, the only thing we can do is play the old-fashioned name game... (Note: Click, click, whoever you click will be my good friend... such a game...).

She read the names of the children aloud to Zhang Yu, including their ages and genders. She told Zhang Yu word for word, "Xiao Keyai, eleven years old, female. Li Hei, ten years old, gender."

Male. Du Nan, nine years old, female..."

At this time, the female teacher had been talking for nearly five or six minutes. She looked at the children and then said, "The last one is... Gao Jia Liu, eight years old, male!"

The uneasiness and doubts in his heart were finally dispelled, and Zhang Yu looked upward with some surprise and amazement, looking at the group of lovely children.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xue'er's child was actually in this primary school... The boy named Gao Jia Liu was Liu Xue'er's child. Zhang Yu had heard about it from Liu Xue'er and had seen photos.

At this moment, the photo that Zhang Yu was clutching tightly in his hand was their family photo.

In the photo, a boy with fair features is laughing among a couple of men and women. Their background is the blue sea, and a white seagull enters the photo, as well as people wearing various swimsuits...

Zhang Yu looked upstairs, then used the far-sightedness of the telescope to keep looking at the children leaning against the window, constantly searching for the shadow in the photo.
Chapter completed!