Why are you ecstatic? I thought that the hope of falling from the building and zombies were smashed to pieces, and the light reappeared in the depths of the storage cabinet.

What is a bolt from the blue? I just realized it when I pinched the plug and was about to find the jack. I'll react, I'll have no power.

"That, is the power bank OK?"

"You said, what about you."

Song Fei flattened his mouth and gave Qi Yan a resentment. He wanted to activate the awkward atmosphere, do you need to be so serious!

Qi Yan's lips were pursed in a straight line, which seemed heavier in the light of the flashlight's not very bright.

But after a little thought, He Zhiwen gently put down the snatcher, letting it face upside down, and stroking the bottom with his hands all the way, and finally stopped at the back one-third: "Sure enough."

Before Song Fei could ask what it was, he heard a click, and a delicate half-arc buckle opened under He Zhiwen's hand.

Song Fei has never used such a calculator, but the principles of electrical products are the same, so he can recognize it at a glance that the place to place the dry battery. It's just that unlike the common batteries No. 5 or No. 7 used by wireless mice, the empty battery space is much larger, which is very similar to the battery space of the old flashlight I saw at home when I was a child: "Battery 1?"

He Zhiwen nodded, 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 No. 1 battery now?"

He Zhi asked: "Uh...we."

Song Feijiu looked at He Zhiwen who raised his hand in vain and laughed and cried, "Will you say it earlier if you have you!"

"But in the experimental material library on the sixth floor, can we go back downstairs to get it?"

"What can't be done?" Qi Yan slowly raised his eyes. If he didn't know where to look for a battery, it might be a problem, but now that the coordinates are confirmed, nothing can stop his yearning for the outside world. "We have found the most difficult radios, and can't handle four batteries?"

The comrades' eyes were so confident and firm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised were so calm and composed. In a trance, He Zhiwen had the illusion of traveling into the movie: "Brother Qi, just smile like this, I feel like I am fighting side by side with Tom Cruise."

"Mission: Impossible, I don't fight monsters, the Tomb Raider is almost the same." Qi Yan said with a smile and greeted bf with affectionateness, "Angelina Jolie, pack up and set off."

Song Feihui used his charming flying eyes: "The hair is still a little short now, so you can make do with it first. If you look back, I will braid it and make sure you can □□."

Qi Yan: "You underestimate yourself too much. Even if you are Zhao He's hairstyle, I can still ascend."

Song Fei: "Does Zhao He have a hairstyle?"

Qi Yan: "You can't just be so bad because someone is not here."

Song Fei: "It seems you started first."

Qi Yan: "...it seems to be."

Song Fei: "Hehehe."

Qi Yan: "But then again, Zhao He's appearance doesn't require a hairstyle."

Song Fei: "Yes, it's a pity that it's straight."

Qi Yan: "Well, it's a pity."

Why did these two people break up because of disagreement of their values? He Zhiwen recalled the past of love that Song Fei had popularized for himself before, and was puzzled. In his opinion, there was no third person in this world who could match any of the two people who were just right in front of me, and I would give you a small pink fist. In this way, the two people who were both furious when their relationship broke down or when they were mixing oil in honey should belong to each other, but could only belong to each other.

Why?

No, it's world peace.

Showing love did not delay preparations before the war. When He Zhiwen was still immersed in the infinite sigh of "The Moon Master is really good at matching", the two comrades had already packed up and prepared to open the way.

He Zhiwen was shocked, and he quickly took out the short knife clumsily and got up from the ground: "Wait for me!"

The two comrades who were about to open the door turned around in confusion: "What are you doing?"

He Zhiwen said for granted: "Go together."

Song Fei sighed and pinched his fleshy face: "Wait here and be obedient."

He Zhiwen always felt that since Song Fei pinched his face, his status was in danger of sliding from his comrades to his cute pet. He unhappily pulled away Song Fei's paws: "You two go out to take risks, I hide here and do nothing, then am I still a human being!"

Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

Qi Yan turned his head slightly, looking out of the window, knowing that the routine was coming soon.

"We went out to fight. Do you think you are not fighting here? On the contrary, you have to guard the inclusion machine here! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front." Song Fei said clearly, without losing his unity and friendship. He was gentle and a little stern, and there was a hint of tenderness. At first, he heard a needle hidden in the cotton, and he savored the words carefully, "Imagine that when you walked with us, the battery was found, but when you came back, he found the inclusion machine was gone. Then what's the point of fighting bloody times?"

He Zhi asked: "I..."

Song Fei: "Imagine again, if there is someone on the floor and he doesn't want to share external information with us, then when we come out, wouldn't he benefit from the fisherman?"

He Zhi asked: "May..."

Song Fei: "Imagine again and again, there is a teacher so persistent outside the window. If it knew that we had taken its treasure, wouldn't it be possible to climb in through the window again?"

He Zhi asked: "I'll stay!"

Song Fei: "Really?"

He Zhi asked: "Well. But to be honest, I don't particularly like your last imagined scene..."

However, those who know that if he shouldn't have any more crazy ideas in the future, Song Fei would have designed!

What should I do if I have a boyfriend who is full of tricks?

Qi Yan's way of expressing love is to give the other party the greatest freedom and let him trick others into doing it.

He watched his two comrades sneak into the cold corridor of the moonlight with the wind, and all the messy thoughts disappeared. When the door was closed and locked, He Zhiwen had only two thoughts left in his mind - his comrades would definitely come back and defend the inclusion machine to the death.

The former allows him to gain peace of mind in trust.

The latter gave him courage in determination.

Without the glass, the whistling wind poured into the house. He Zhiwen got up and walked to the window, looked out and looked around for a long time before confirming that the surroundings were safe. Not to mention that he wanted to climb from downstairs to the twelfth floor, even if he wanted to climb from next door, the smooth building had no fulcrum that could be grasped and stepped on.

When he retracted his head, his face was already blown red by the wind, but He Zhiwen's heart was not cold. Not only was it cold, but it was also burning, as if there was a surging blood. It's no exaggeration to say that if there were friends who needed it now, he could leave with his bare shirt and let it go, and he would do it in a hurry.

This was simply unimaginable in the past.

He Zhiwen has been a good student in the teacher's eyes since he was a child and a nerd in the eyes of his classmates. After he was in kindergarten, he not only never held hands with female classmates, but also never fought with classmates of any gender. In fact, the time in kindergarten, someone else beat him, and he was just crying.

When I arrived at university, although I got along well with my classmates and roommates in my class, there was always a subtle alienation in this kind of harmony. Once, I came to drink in the dormitory closed. A roommate drank high and spoke up after drinking, saying, "Why ask, you can't get along well with me." He didn't know what it means to be thorough and what it means to be impenetrable. He only knew that these people would not rush to him, nor would he go through fire and water for them."

Besides, nowadays, who is not moral and moral, and the word "profit" is placed in the middle. If the three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day tell them one day that there will be a place for admission to graduate school from the three of you, you can see who they choose. Will the three of them not be able to fight? How is that possible?

So is the virus outbreak a turning point?

He Zhiwen recalled it carefully, and it seemed that it was not.

A week ago, he couldn't stand the hunger. When he followed the large army out of the dormitory, he didn't even care who was walking with him. It was not until he rushed into the second floor of the cafeteria and found that there were only scattered friends left around him. The six of them nodded and formed a temporary refuge team.

The six people stayed under the same roof, seemingly relying on each other, but in fact they didn't have a deep relationship. They were just forced to get together and happened to be isolated and helpless. Even if Zhao He, Fu Xiyuan, and Wu Zhou were originally from the same courtyard, their relationship was only based on familiarity, not intimacy.

Then, less than two days later, a group of strange classmates broke in downstairs.

Then everything started to go astray.

When he proposed to work with Class 1 to find a radio, his idea was very straightforward - to borrow the combat power of Class 1 to increase the safety index and improve the success rate.

Because the motivation is too obvious, they did not hide it, but just changed to a better statement.

But Class 1 didn't say a word and decided quickly. In summary, four words - then do it!

Then they did it.

The eight-person team that was temporarily ganged up the road was ignorant, rushed up when they encountered danger, and stabbed them with knives when they encountered zombies. It seemed that this was not a reality that could die at any time, but a single-player game with a hundred lives to resurrect you at will.

How can I communicate thoroughly? He Zhiwen now understands it. That is, in a relationship, there must be a fool who does nothing in return, and then another person who thinks hesitant to take the first step and the second step until he becomes a fool in the end.

He met four such fools in one breath. No, if we follow the theory of group classification, there may be eight. And it is estimated that most of their Class 2 have been transformed. Not to mention the distance, just say that the two Zhao He who still had no idea whether they had run back to the cafeteria in Yixinlou was obviously running towards the road of no return that was stupider than whom.

If the school now says that there is a quota for admission to graduate school and you two martial arts students, please choose it. Why do you think, 80% of the result is that everyone will draw lots together. Moreover, Student Song will definitely be very proud, and luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality.

The moon was covered by a cloud that suddenly came, and the office suddenly became dark, completely dark and deep.

He Zhiwen was unmoved. He hugged the calculator, leaned against the corner of the wall and closed his eyes, and his heart was filled with light. He didn't know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew that they would come back.

The moonlight dimmed and brighter, the wind stopped and rose again, and heavy and stiff footsteps came from time to time. In such a night, every minute and every second were like years, but He Zhiwen just held the radio and waited quietly for four hours.

Until, a ping-pong ball jumped through the corridor in front of the door.
Chapter completed!