Discussions about the future had to be interrupted by the arrival of the head teacher. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info was accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing a white protective suit with a serious expression, his face hidden behind the protective mask, and the voice that came from after that was dull and stern: "Students, now bring your belongings, there is a car outside to pick everyone up and go to the isolation area." ”

There was an unusual silence rolling in the air of the classroom. Most of the students had very ugly faces, and some of the girls couldn't help but start sobbing softly - but no one laughed at her, or even cared about it.

"Are we really going to stay there for a month?" Some students timidly raised their hands to ask questions.

"Four weeks, to be exact." The middle-aged man softened his tone slightly, "Students, it is a very beautiful resort, please rest assured, in these four weeks, we will definitely take good care of you, where students can also call their parents, please don't worry," his tone suddenly became stern again: "But I must emphasize again, maybe your teacher has already told you that you can't leave the isolation area casually, I hope that students can follow the command and obey orders, everyone is no longer a child, In another year or two, I will be adults, and I hope that this time students can show the bearing and courage of adults in advance and read this special 'holiday'. ”

No one answered him, but the student was obviously shocked by the middle-aged man's attitude, and even the girl, who was originally very scared, unconsciously listened seriously.

"Now, the bus has arrived at the school gate, and the students get on the bus in an orderly manner according to the usual queue order, don't be crowded, don't run around, and don't want to take the opportunity to run away." The middle-aged man said meaningfully: "I know that some classmates may still have a fluke mentality, but what I want to tell you is that in this world, everything is the most afraid of seriousness." ”

He took the lead in walking outside, the head teacher's face was tired, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, he knocked on the blackboard, signaling the students to concentrate: "The class cadres are responsible for order, everyone bring good things, we are about to leave." ”

One student couldn't help but ask, "Will we be locked up?" ”

The head teacher smiled bitterly: "It's good to be locked up." ”

The city still attaches great importance to this suspected incident, not only arranging buses to transport students to the quarantine area, but also special escorts on each bus, who are as tightly wrapped as the previous person, but their attitude towards the students has always been quite gentle. However, when the student asked him to see his parents, he said "no" firmly.

"Where do you think we're going?" Chen Chuan asked Song Jia in a whisper, he was a little uneasy, but the young man was strangely not too scared, and in the face of life and death, he was unusually frank. Many years later, Chen Chuan recalled this, and he believed that it had nothing to do with his age at the time—teenagers who always arrogantly believed that they were the center of the world, the most special of all people, and they firmly believed that Lady Luck would always take care of them, and that disasters and suffering would have nothing to do with them.

Song Jia's expression was a little stiff, he kept staring closely out of the car window, Chen Chuan asked twice before he reacted, and retracted his gaze in frustration, "Where are you going......" Song Jia said excitedly, "Didn't you say it?" Resorts and things like that. ”

"Resort?" Chen Chuan paused.

Their destination was indeed the holiday villa deep in the mountains. Deep in a scenic valley, it is almost twenty kilometers from the nearest village and even further from the city. Students will spend a full month of quarantine in this uninhabited area.

Chen Chuan let out a loud exclamation when he got out of the car: "It's so beautiful!" ”

The lush forest stretches to the farthest point of view, and the valley reveals many different shades of green, dark green, dark green, grass green, tender green, and so on. During the scattering of more than a dozen wooden houses, they were not close to each other, with blue sky and white clouds in the background, and the birds chirped gracefully and crisply in the deep valley.

Song Jia stood beside Chen Chuan, he stretched a big waist, and said a little absent-mindedly: "There is another place where there are more wooden houses than here, I think they may have scattered us all." ”

Chen Chuan turned his head to look at him—there was a slightly annoying familiarity in Song Jia's tone, and he couldn't help asking, "Have you been here?" ”

Song Jia nodded indispensably: "My mother has come to play with her unit, but it's actually quite boring." ”

Chen Chuan smiled, he turned his head and continued to cast his gaze on the farthest part of the sky. The young man sighed and said, "Others can't come if they want to." After saying that, he realized the problem with this sentence, and quickly said as he explained: "I mean usually." ”

Song Jia burst out laughing, he put his hand in his trouser pocket, and sighed like an adult, "I know, you won't say now." ”

A wooden house can accommodate four people. Teachers announced that they would be assigned accommodation according to their student numbers. Fang Ping pulled Zhao Mo over: "The student numbers of the four of us are connected, and we must all live together." ”

Zhao Mo, who had been walking behind, greeted Chen Chuan: "Did you tell the family?" ”

I don't know why, although I haven't given Song Jia a good look, but in the eyes of many people, the maverick Zhao Mo is quite good to Chen Chuan, and often makes Chen Chuan feel flattered.

"He did." Song Jia rushed in front of Chen Chuan and said.

Zhao Mo glanced at him: "I didn't ask you again." But nothing more was said.

Chen Chuan nodded.

It didn't take long for Fang Ping's guess to be confirmed. A staff member wearing protective clothing led them to a wooden house and told them: "You can move, but don't come into contact with other students, every day at 7 o'clock in the morning, 12 o'clock at noon, and 5 o'clock in the evening, someone will come to deliver food, if you have other needs, such as reading a book or playing chess, just tell the person who came to deliver the food." Someone will come to take your temperature every morning and evening, so don't run around during that time. He added: "The phone here can be called outside, and you can call your family." ”

Finally, his voice became stern: "The most important thing is that if any of you has a fever, no matter what time it is, you must call us as soon as possible, and the phone number has been written in the notebook next to the phone." Also, don't try to escape, it's in the mountains, the nearest village is twenty kilometers away, and even if you can get out, it's full of armed police. ”

Later, they heard that there was once a quarantined person who couldn't stand it and tried to escape, and was later forcibly taken back by the police.

After he left, several students glanced at each other and smiled bitterly: In the next month, they will live like this almost under house arrest.

After assigning the room, Song Jia got bored, and he ran to knock on Chen Chuan's door: "Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan, are you here?" The voice was louder than the other.

Chen Chuan jumped out of bed barefoot and opened the door for him.

Song Jia entered the door and complained: "Why is it so long?" ”

"I just fell asleep." Chen Chuan pointed to the bed, the quilts were all stirred together, and he was really sleeping.

"It's so boring, let's go out for a walk." Song Jia looked at Chen Chuan with blank eyes.

Chen Chuan frowned, "That person said we better not go out." He sighed, "You bear with it, otherwise you can go and talk to Fang Ping and Zhao Mo." ”

Song Jia refused without thinking about it: "Forget it, I'm already tired of seeing his face at school." ”

Chen Chuan was stunned for a moment: "You see that Zhao Mo is already annoying, we have almost seen it from morning to night," he stared at Song Jia with some confusion, "Do you also think I am annoying?" ”

Song Jia slapped the top of Chen Chuan's head with a palm: "You really think too much!" ”

That's the end of the conversation.

After staying in Chen Chuan's room and watching TV for a while, Song Jia turned his head, and Chen Chuan was already drowsy sitting on the edge of the bed. He shook him up angrily and funny: "Hey, turn on the air conditioner, you want to go to bed." ”

Chen Chuan hadn't woken up yet, so he agreed in a daze, got up and walked out with his eyes closed.

Song Jia grabbed him, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go back to the dormitory and sleep......" Chen Chuan woke up at this time, "By the way, I'm not at school now." He yawned again.

Song Jia looked at it and felt that he was sleepy, so he pushed Chen Chuan onto the bed and climbed up on his own.

"What are you doing?" Chen Chuan asked him.

"I'm sleeping, I'm too lazy to go back, I'll sleep here with you." Song Jia burrowed into the quilt with a big grin, and pulled Chen Chuan in by the way: "Don't you want to sleep too." ”

So the first thing the two of them did when they arrived at the quarantine area was to sleep, maybe the scenery here was too good, maybe the familiar classmates were around, Chen Chuan didn't feel too much nervousness. After sitting in the car all morning, he chatted with Song Jia for a while, and soon the two of them couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Hearing someone banging on the door in his sleep, Song Jia rubbed his eyes and pushed him, "It must be Fang Ping." ”

Chen Chuan got up and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Fang Ping and Zhao Mo were standing outside. Seeing Chen Chuan, Fang Ping smiled and said, "We went to knock on the door of Song Jia's room, but no one answered for a long time." Zhao Mo said that Song Jia must be here with you. ”

"He came to play at noon, and he fell asleep here when he was sleepy." Chen Chuan let the two people in, and called Song Jia as he walked inside: "Hurry up and get up, Zhao Mo and they are here." ”

Fang Ping was in charge of closing the door at the end, and Zhao Mo followed Chen Chuan into the room. He sat down in the sofa chair and turned on the TV to watch it.

Chen Chuan handed Song Jia's clothes to him: "Hurry up and wear them, I want to fold the quilt." ”

Song Jia complained: "You still have to cover it at night anyway, what are you doing with it now." ”

"You're going to eat tomorrow morning anyway, what are you doing at night?" Chen Chuan couldn't get used to Song Jia's young master's temper, he didn't do it himself, and he didn't allow others to do it.

Zhao Mo suddenly said: "Your relationship is really good." He said with pure emotion: "People who don't know still think that you are brothers." ”

Song Jia grinned and hugged Chen Chuan's shoulders: "We were originally brothers, right?" He teased Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan didn't appreciate it at all, he shook Song Jia's hand away: "Thank you, with a brother like you, sooner or later I will die of exhaustion." ”

Zhao Mo laughed out loud without giving Song Jia face.