Chapter 258: Sealing the Zombies

Feng Wuli opened his eyes unreasonably, feeling that he had a long dream.

He thought for a long time and took out his phone from under his pillow, March 2, 2018, and it was gray before dawn outside.

There is a lot of information on the lock screen of the mobile phone, and he has never looked at all kinds of spam messages.

One of the Alipay messages, the message prompt is 5:24 a.m.

That is, twenty minutes ago.

Wang Xilou: Took away your chicks.

"......" is sick.

As soon as he turned around, he didn't expect to disturb a certain zombie.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ You're holding me down by the hair. Wang Xilou didn't know when he was in the bed again, and his voice was muffled.

The zombie also snatched all his quilts.

It always feels like this scene is familiar.

He saw that the sky was still dark, and without even thinking about it, he directly snatched his quilt back.

"Give Master some quilts......" her voice was glutinous.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

"Master took care of you until three o'clock last night, and you were drunk and noisy...... And threw up! โ€

"Really?" It is unbelievable that the wind is unreasonable.

"Really~Give Master some quilts, cold~"

"It's almost dawn, hurry up and make breakfast, I'll have to go to school later."

She let out a long sigh, rubbing her eyes reluctantly to get up, and after a long time she finally sat up, but there was no movement for a long time.

Feng Wuli felt that something was wrong, and turned his head to look, this zombie was really in a stage from half-asleep to half-asleep, to slowly accumulating anger and brewing emotions after being woken up.

Once he gathers his anger, he is dead.

Feng Wuli hurriedly pressed down the zombie who sat up upright again, and helped cover the quilt and seal it: "I watched the drama all night last night, you are really, let's sleep for a while." โ€

Wang Xilou rolled up the quilt and turned over, facing away from him.

Feng was unreasonably sleepy, sighed, got up to brush his teeth and wash up for school.

Nothing happened in March, and it entered April smoothly.

It's a little hotter again.

More than two months after the start of school, the third year of high school ushered in the first monthly exam.

On Thursday, the Chinese and Mathematics tests are examined, and on Friday mornings, English is comprehensive in the afternoon.

As soon as the exam arrived, it started to rain.

The open space outside the school building was rainy and hazy, and a white fog fell on the playground.

Moving desks and chairs in the classroom is more messy than the vegetable market, and I still have a stack of materials to read.

Feng Wuli is also reading Chinese, but he doesn't like to take notes, Su's mother only said him last semester, you look at the notes you made at the same table, look at your book is blank, when the time comes, people will review and have notes to read, what do you read?

As a result, Jiang Hao said at that time: "It's okay, he can see me then." โ€

So Feng Wuli is now reading the book at the same table in front of him.

This character is quite good-looking, how did he write it, why can't he write it.

The alarm went off, and he put the eldest lady's book back in her bookcase and left the classroom to go to his own examination room.

The Chinese language test is like going to prison, the rain outside the window falls for a while, stops for a while, but the sun does not come out, and the wind squeezes out 800 words like squeezing toothpaste.

Mathematics is ordinary, 140 is considered a normal performance, 145 depends on the state, and the full score needs a little luck.

At five o'clock in the evening, the dormitory students ate and cleaned up the housekeeping, and the teaching building was empty, leaving only a few students who were working hard.

The power went out in the classroom.

People who were still in the classroom went out into the hallway.

Feng Wuli took a bag of cat food to feed the cat, met the fat man who came back from the dormitory, found the right answer, and chose to fill in the blanks all right.

The fat man asked, "Don't you go up?" He wondered why this man was always so leisurely and the pace was slow.

"There's a power outage, it's stuffy."

The fat man wiped his forehead, sweating with one hand, and decided to hang out with him in the playground below for a while.

"Sister Shang talked to me three times last month, and she probably has to call me out tonight."

"Tsinghua Peking University seeds, it's normal."

"It's all awkward conversation, so it's better for me to go back and write more about reading comprehension." The fat man was speechless.

"Sister Shang is the first time to be the head teacher of the graduating class, and it is a parallel class, if there is a Tsinghua University and Peking University, her mouth will smile crookedly."

The playground floor was dry and wet, and there were still students playing basketball, shouting from time to time.

Someone shouted at Feng Wuli and asked him to go over to join the team, and Feng Wuli said that he didn't want to abuse the vegetables.

Was booed for a while.

Now there are a lot of people walking around the playground, three by two, and there are also figures walking alone with headphones on, young couples who are embarrassed to hold hands across a position, and teachers jogging in circles around the playground.

There are also two elementary school girls who are walking peek at themselves.

When he passed by his side, he didn't speak, and he started to say that he was so handsome just now after a long distance...... I thought I wouldn't be able to hear if I walked away.

"Those two girls just now kept staring at you."

"No, why are you so sensitive?" He looked inexplicable, and the fat man knew he was pretending.

There are a few dark clouds floating in the sky that are gilded with gold edges, the wind in the evening brings the heat of the ground, the wind is strong and it is difficult for the national flag guards to practice in front of the flag-raising platform, there are sports students training on the runway, and suddenly another gust of wind blows, and there is the smell of shower gel for girls who have just passed by in the wind, and they can't escape.

The flag-raiser behind him practices flag-raising and sings the national anthem to his accompaniment in a whisper, and he has to be very careful to hear it clearly.

When the sky darkened, there were obviously more mosquitoes and little couples walking the playground.

The little girls had already put on their shorts, their well-proportioned legs under their school uniforms glowing with jade-colored luster, and they walked slowly to the classroom after cleaning up the housekeeping of the dormitory.

One of the most beautiful legs slowly walked towards them.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Hao was holding a bottle of yogurt, black school uniform shorts, girly pink solid short-sleeved and hole shoes of the same color, and a silver ring was tied to his white feet.

"There was a power outage, and the fans and air conditioners on it couldn't be turned on, and it was very stuffy."

"Then I'm not going up."

The Chengliang duo has changed from two to three, there is a fat man among handsome guys and beauties, and there are not many people in the third year of high school, but one of them is Qingbei Seeds, one has a mine at home, and the other is ...... You can have three bowls of rice in the canteen.

Feng Wuli suddenly realized that he shouldn't be here to waste the precious youth of his senior year with them.

Jiang Nao sucked the yogurt, and the topic of more girls unfolded at once, and the little beauty told them about the gossip in the class, saying who liked whom, I heard that which teacher was found to be doing cram school at school, and the leaves in the class area next door always floated to them, and then they were deducted points by the student union!

What a big deal!

It was also said that the sports commissioner was chasing Miyagi Future, and the two didn't know what was going on.

It was getting dark.

The third floor behind him lit up suddenly, and there was a commotion upstairs.

"It's coming." Jiang Hao Bai Huahua's leg was stung several times, and it was particularly obvious because of his white skin.

Feng got up unreasonably: "Let's go, go back to self-study." โ€

"Which teacher is on duty tonight?" She asked.

The fat man said, "Creature, it seems." โ€

The sound faded away, and the remaining national flag guards were still shouting 'one-two-one' over and over again, and the sports students were shouting to close the team.

The preparatory bell rang again and again, and the first and second high school students on the playground also slowly walked to the teaching building, and the window gradually fell into silence, but the window slowly became noisy.

Feng was unreasonable, and after reading it for a while, he had no intention of reviewing.

Scribbling on scratch paper, drawing a zombie, taking a picture and sending it to someone.

Little Zombie: / Confused

Little Zombie: / Scolding

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