Chapter 157, let's talk about it first, don't raise pigs

It's quiet, and in the banquet hall where you watch the live broadcast, it's still as quiet as death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's been more than 3 months, more than 100 days, we've experienced too many things, we've seen too many deaths, and frankly we're still scared when we see zombies now, but it's not fear. Fear is an intuitive feeling in front of us, we are afraid of being eaten by zombies, and fear is a deeper psychological condition, which has a greater impact on people than fear. When our fears about the future become a little blurry, it means that we are not just numb, but also full of doubt.

Is this TV picture really live?

The live broadcast continues, according to the live broadcast plan, the front team will broadcast the situation encountered on TV along the way to follow the rescue force, and the host Xia Shiqi will also broadcast at any time.

But when the camera crew pointed the camera at the dense mass of wriggling corpses outside the car window, their photographer apparently couldn't hold back the surging of their stomachs. And Xia Shiqi, who was supposed to follow the camera to broadcast, was not able to continue to unfold her infectious, sometimes tear-jerking, sometimes uplifting voice just now, and she couldn't say anything. She may have been stupid, sitting in a daze and not vomiting, but as the disgusting sour smell of the photographer's vomit permeated the carriage, she couldn't help but spit out "wow", and she vomited thoroughly, until she vomited the sour water in her stomach.

And the fallen camera very faithfully filmed this scene below, and the director in the rear did not cut off.

It's not like a fake, we've all seen zombies, all sorts of them, densely packed zombies, but we haven't seen so many zombies lying on the ground and wriggling, like maggots rolling in a cesspool in the middle of summer...... I know I'm so disrespectful to these zombies, but to be honest, that's really how I feel when I see these images. If in the past, such a discordant picture would never have appeared on live TV, even if it was a movie, it would not have been possible to pass the review of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television. And even Hollywood can't make such a realistic effect.

This shouldn't be fake.

This question gradually turned into a whisper. The whispers of one or two people turned into the whispers of several people, the whispers of dozens of people, and when more than 300 people fell into a burst of whispering, the banquet hall became very noisy. You can't hear what anyone is saying, but it's very noisy.

But gradually, gradually, someone cheered, and then the cheers grew louder and more neat, and finally they formed a unity, and a burst of shouts erupted like thunder.

"Hooray! We are saved! ā€

"Disaster is over!"

"We are saved!"

……

Are we saved? Well, I hope that's the case too.

The picture on TV doesn't look like a fake, the time coincides with the time we experienced, and it's still raining lightly in the footage, yes, it's also raining outside our house. What about the location? That's right, it's Suzaku District, although I'm not very familiar with that area, but following the camera, I can still be sure that it is the city where I used to live, and it's not far from us, dozens of kilometers. The time, the place, the environment, it all seems to be real. That's true, right, what's the point of broadcasting a fake live broadcast at this time? The only thing that can be done by such a scene is to boost the morale of the survivors who can watch the live broadcast, and if the purpose of the fake is to cheer up, then well, the fake also makes sense.

Even if this live broadcast is fake, it can still organize manpower, material resources and technology to create such a fake news more than 100 days after the outbreak of the disaster, at least it shows that human society still has such capabilities, which is also good news.

It's just that I'm not as excited as the cheering and crying people in the banquet hall, at least not as excited as I was when I was at City University when I received the radio broadcast from Li Di in despair.

Disasters will always pass, and this is our hope, but even if the zombies are controlled, there is still a long way to go to truly end this disaster. If nothing else, since the scientists have proposed to save these zombies that I think are already the living dead (they call them infected), even if the potions they make can temporarily control the zombies, how much money, material and manpower will be invested in controlling these zombies in the world? It was mentioned in the live broadcast that the new preparation can only temporarily make the zombies lose their attack power so that the military can carry out rescue and isolation operations, but what about when the zombies wake up? Do you repeatedly put in new preparations? I'm not worried about the cost of the rescue, but isn't there a problem with this so-called new preparation itself?

But this is not really an antidote to the treatment of zombies, at best, it can only be regarded as a tranquilizer.

Well, I knew it would be inappropriate to question at a time when all the people were boiling, so in this sea of joy, I quietly left the banquet hall and walked along a long corridor outside to the end, which was covered with ivy, but the leaves of the ivy could not completely block the rain, and standing below, there were still raindrops falling from time to time, hitting me, and some of them also slipped along my collar and into my neck, which was very cold.

It's autumn rain and it's cold.

I tried to find a place to sit, but I gave up when I saw the rain all over the ground, so I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath against the pillars of the corridor. If it's true, of course it's good, but ...... Forget it, I still don't think about that but, bad "buts" are always easy to appear, it's better not to think about it.

"Why did you run out alone?"

I turned my head, it was Liang Zhengzheng, she had already walked in front of me silently, she seemed to have just washed her hair before coming to the banquet hall, and now she was wearing a half-dried straight hair, looking very charming and sexy. She wears a chunky autumn and winter training uniform, but sexiness is never determined by how much you wear, or what you don't wear. She was really taller than me, I was only 169, she was 173, and I was leaning against the pillar again, and she looked like she was more than half a head taller than me. And her face was so delicate, I looked at her, for a moment I couldn't believe what had happened between me and her, and I was very moved when she was able to notice me quietly leaving and follow me out in the midst of a carnival.

"Zheng Zheng," I suddenly asked very seriously, "do you hate me?" ā€

Liang Zhengzheng glanced at me, snorted in his nose, and asked me: "If you hate it, will it really never happen?" ā€

Instead of laughing, I said, "Forget about that incident and start over, the disaster is over, and you will live well and live a wonderful life." Maybe you can still hold a concert again, and be a big star, yes, the disaster is over, people need more solace in their hearts, and your singing will definitely help many people cheer up. ā€

"Okay." Liang Zhengzheng glanced at me with his eyes, turned around and left, and said, "Just do as you say." ā€

But I grabbed her, Liang Zhengzheng didn't look back, just gritted his teeth and said, "Let go, you bastard!" My heart moved, and I pulled her back with a force in my hand, hugged her in my arms, and said, "I want to be beautiful, I'm just talking about it casually." The next thing you have to do is to go back to your hometown with me, the ugly daughter-in-law also has to see her in-laws, you are not ugly, and you can't hide it. ā€

I remember when I was still in college, Chen Zhen, who slept in my lower bunk, once said to me, women want to go, not really to go, but to ask you to hold her, remember to remember. He had a few girlfriends at that time, and I haven't talked about my girlfriend since I came back from the army. I've always regarded Chen Zhen's words as a guideline for picking up girls, but I have never had the opportunity to practice it. At this time, I pulled Liang Zhengzheng back, hugged her in my arms, wrapped my arms around her slender waist in the classic position in the movie, put her down halfway, and kissed her fiercely.

This is my goddess, it's like a dream.

After a while, I let go of her, Liang Zhengzheng's face was already flushed, and he said faintly: "It's over, this place is clear at a glance, and everyone has seen it." ā€

I smiled and said, "What's the end, you really want to go back to being a big star?" I let go of her and let her stand up on her own, and she was well-behaved, leaning back to back on the pillar with me, and stretched out a hand to catch the rain that fell from time to time between the leaves of the ivy, and said, "But don't you want to think about the future?" The disaster is finally over, what are you going to do in the future? ā€

Actually, I really don't think that the disaster will pass like this, but I don't want to say such bad things, I am very literary and artistic: "There are many things that can be done as long as you want." However, the people take food as the sky, I decided to open a restaurant, grow a piece of vegetables by myself, raise a group of pigs, and say okay first, you will be the proprietress of the house, and it is your business if the business is not good. ā€

"Let's not raise pigs." Liang Zhengzheng was palpitating, trembled all over and said, "When I think of those mutated wild boars, I can't believe that I survived." ā€

I said quite seriously: "But the most important thing is to restore normal social life, whether those zombies can really be cured or not, the population of the country has dropped by at least one-third, and we still have a very glorious task, which is to give birth to seven or eight children and restore social productivity." 10,000 years is too long, and I think we should have children now. ā€

"Get out!" Liang Zhengzheng took a sip of me and said, "It's very beautiful, and there are ten or eight of them, telling you not to raise pigs, you want to treat me as a pig?" If you want to give birth to someone else, I won't give birth anyway. ā€

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, I grabbed her again, held her in my arms, and didn't do anything bad, just hugged like this, and I thought it was good to be tired of being together. She struggled in my arms a few times, she couldn't break free, I have strength in my hands now, but it's not the same hole a few months ago, how can it be so easy to break free from my arms. Since she couldn't break free, she simply leaned on me, put her backhand around my head, raised her head and kissed again.

It feels so beautiful, it's always a little unreal, this is my goddess, she not only looks like my idol when I was younger, but she is younger and more beautiful, I don't even think about it.

We were entangled like this, and the people in the banquet hall began to come out, more and more, and Liang Zhengzheng didn't dodge it, it seems that maintaining her image or something is just her excuse, and it's more that her heart is very entangled. But when someone walked directly towards us, we had to separate, and I wanted to curse...... Lin Zhuoran, you bastard, is there such a cheeky person as you? Or do you mean, you don't like any girl, and you have a crush on me? Then come, Lao Tzu eats both men and women!

"Sorry to bother you." Lin Zhuoran walked in front of us, Liang Zhengzheng stood aside with a red face, but Lin Zhuoran said very hypocritically that he was embarrassed, I couldn't see where he was embarrassed, and then he said, "I have something to discuss with you." ā€

Liang Zhengzheng shrugged her shoulders and said you talk, and then she shook her hair and walked away.

Lin Zhuoran glanced at Liang Zhengzheng's back and said, "What is this called?" A flower stuck in cow dung? And it's the cow dung of an old cow. ā€

"If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have a fart, let it go!" Since he is such rude as a university professor, I don't have to be polite to him.

Lin Zhuoran smiled disappreciatively and said, "I know that you have always wanted to go, and now that the situation is much better, I also want to go with you." ā€

To tell the truth, Lin Zhuoran's words surprised me. (To be continued.) )