The classroom was extremely quiet at this time.

Lin Momo dared to pack a ticket, in the more than two years of high school, Class 13 had never been so quiet.

The silence only lasted for a while, and a few "da-da" footsteps were gradually heard in the corridor outside the classroom.

Frightened shouts came from far and near, and a figure quickly passed by the door of the thirteenth class classroom.

This was followed by a burst of tiny footsteps accompanied by a hissing roar.

Then, a large piece of Wuyang also passed through the thirteenth class, and chased after the piece of food in front of him.

During this period, all the members in the thirteenth class did not dare to make a sound.

The girl who was really scared simply closed her eyes and held the hand of the little friend next to her tightly.

The boys who were closer to the door of the classroom clenched the things in their hands, some with a ruler and some with a broom......

They're ready, and if the zombies find them, they'll fight these zombies!

The boys, who had been a headache for their parents and teachers, were unusually brave in the face of real disaster, even if their hands were trembling slightly.

But they knew in their hearts that if the boys were the first to be afraid, the girls who stayed in the classroom would really break down and despair.

They're going to hold on!

The hallway was silent again.

The class leader did not rush to get the students back to their activities.

He slowly moved to the position of the male classmate, gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and after five minutes of silence, finally made a "stand up" gesture.

After a high degree of tension, the classmates exhaled heavily, and their legs were sore.

The campus was filled with screams and screams, the air was no longer sweet, and the smell of blood was thick everywhere.

The campus that is full of youth on weekdays has become a purgatory on earth.

The boy in charge of the lookout continued to stand back at his post.

His name is Liang Zhiheng, he is the sports committee member of the class, and he took the initiative to ask for help in the matter of looking at the wind, who made him have better eyesight and physical strength.

Because almost all the desks were used to block the doors and windows of the classroom, the whole classroom seemed a little empty.

The class leader walked to the classroom podium and motioned for everyone to gather towards him, except for the boys who were guarding the front and back doors.

Wang Yuyan, the squad leader, picked up the chalk and wrote three big words on the blackboard: "Live".

More than a dozen pairs of eyes in the classroom looked at him in unison, their eyes filled with horror, unease, or determination......

A wide range of emotions. It is undeniable that they regard the squad leader as the backbone of everyone.

Dozens of minutes ago, it was the squad leader Wang Yuyan who was the first to notice the speed of the zombie mutation.

He saw that some of the girls in the class were too frightened to step out of the class, and the stairs were too congested, so he persuaded and organized a few boys to stay with him to protect the girls.

He has a pattern of observing zombie predation.

He found that the zombies mainly searched for prey by sight, followed by hearing.

Because he witnessed a zombie grabbing a girl by the shoulder, attracted by the sound of the boy next to her.

Generally speaking, boys have a heavy body odor, and if they rely on their sense of smell, then boys should be the first choice for their food......

Of course, it was a little far away, and these were all his guesses.

Based on these speculations, he decisively decided to hide temporarily and avoid the sight of the zombies.

And the zombies who had just passed through the corridor of the classroom did not have the slightest interest in them, and it seemed that his guess was right.

Wang Yuyan also thought about it, what if he guessed wrong?

But in such a critical and special situation, if he was asked to choose again, he would still choose to stay if he didn't know the habits of zombies.

Not for anything else, just because his classmates shouted "class president" to him on weekdays.

For the sake of that negligible safety rate, he gambled, even at the cost of the lives of his classmates, or even his own.

As it turned out, he was right!