"Didn't the book say that zombie eyes are useless ornaments?" Su Yu asked.

"Indeed," Xu Tutu said, looking at Chouchou, "Judging from the various manifestations of Chou, zombies with complete eyeball function should have vision." ”

He swiped open the door to the monitoring room with his handscreen, and continued, "But I haven't found any supporting data for this from other zombies. The zombies in the entire base, except for the ugly, have no such phenomenon. ”

"Maybe you're right." Su Yu suddenly remembered the beautiful sunset in his mind.

It seemed to be the scene that she saw as a zombie after she had eaten and drunk enough to climb to the top of the building.

Xu Tutu sighed: "But there is a lack of a lot of data, the paper can't be written, and when there are new zombies coming in the base, I'll pick another one." ”

"Isn't it possible to go outside the center to trap people?"

"That's very troublesome, to submit an application, there is a research team of at least five people, the cost is also very high, and there is only one opportunity to follow the academy train once a year."

The two put on aprons and rubber gloves while talking, yesterday's iron bucket and iron basin had been washed and cleaned by Xu Tutu, and Su Yu stacked the beef in the box one by one in the ugly food bowl.

The feeding process went smoothly, and by the time everything was ready, it was already 7 o'clock in the morning.

Su Yu and Xu Tutu said goodbye to class, compared to Su Yu, Xu Tutu's class in the third grade has been much less, and he has a lot of time for himself every day.

*

When the zombie clinical medicine teacher walked into the classroom, the students were instantly silent, and they all unconsciously raised their heads to look at him.

Before the class, everyone's discussion focused on this teacher named Cheng Jiarui. There are not many people with the surname Cheng in the college, he is regarded as inheriting the ancestral business, and it is said that his great-great-great-grandfather is one of the founders of the college, the famous Cheng Song.

"I heard from the seniors that this Teacher Cheng is super strict, and there are countless people who have failed from him at the end of the term." The news in the class spread this frightening news everywhere.

Listening to this description, Su Yu thought of the old-fashioned Yu Pedant, and thought to himself that he was probably also a middle-aged uncle with an eccentric temper, and the reason for his poor reputation in addition to his character flaws must be his ugly appearance, otherwise he would not have a bad reputation to this point.

But when Cheng Jiarui walked into the classroom, this stereotype was instantly broken.

Unexpectedly, it was a polite young man, with a pair of silver-wire square-framed glasses on the high bridge of his nose, and his white shirt suddenly spread out a little lazily when he was tightly buttoned to the last button, revealing his white and slender neck and sexy Adam's apple.

"Students, I am Cheng Jiarui, your zombie clinical medicine teacher this school year." He walked to the podium in a few steps and stood still, spitting out word by word, in a tone that was uncomfortable.

"Little Susu, I heard that this teacher is the deputy leader of Xin Ai's research group, and he is very good at scientific research." Hao Tian whispered gossip to Su Yu.

When it came to Xin Ai, Su Yu looked at Cheng Jiarui a little more instantly.

"The zombie clinical medicine profession is committed to curing infected people and inhibiting the spread of infection." Cheng Jiarui didn't look down at the hand screen, nor did he cast the handouts on the screen, just raised his head and told it as if telling a story.

"Personally, I think the most important means for zombies is not to kill and exterminate, but to heal. Everyone can be infected, and if they continue to kill endlessly, it is a kind of extinction of the entire human race. ”

"Although zombie clinical medicine is not as direct and rapid as zombie military science, it is the real hope for the salvation of our entire world. As you know, we have made certain achievements so far, and the clinical effect of infection inhibitors has also been proven, which must be a way forward. I hope you will be interested in this course and be able to one day be the one who will actually block the gates of hell. ”

He finished this series of opening sentences in one breath, and the students were a little enthusiastic when they listened to it. But then, he changed his words and said: "I will be more strict in the assessment of this course, and everyone should be mentally prepared." ”

The tone is still elegant, but it makes the boiling blood of the students instantly cool.

Su Yu opened the handwriting screen and looked up at Cheng Jiarui, but suddenly met his gaze.

The long and narrow Danfeng eyes stopped on Su Yu's body for a long time, and there was something indistinguishable in his eyes besides exploration. Su Yu only felt like a poisonous snake swimming all over her body, and the gloomy coldness made her body suddenly feel cold.

She hurriedly lowered her head, and the chill did not subside until Cheng Jiarui's lecture sounded again.

Su Yu looked up tentatively and found that Cheng Jiarui had already closed his gaze and was looking at the handwriting screen to lecture.

"Su Yu, this descendant of Cheng Song is not what I imagined." Hao Tian said in a low voice.

Su Yu nodded in agreement.

Cheng Song is a savior-like existence in Hao Tian's mind, although Cheng Jiarui's views are the same as those of his ancestors, but there is no trace of compassion on his body, but it makes people a little scared.

The atmosphere of the whole class was like falling into an ice cave, Hao Tian flipped through the handscreen over and over again, his mind was not on the textbook at all, and Su Yu always lowered his head, for fear that Cheng Jiarui's eyes would sweep to him again.

"Look, I actually turned to such a post." Hao Tian suppressed her excitement and leaned over the handscreen to show Su Yu.

The title of the post was too eye-catching, and Su Yu saw the words at a glance: "Memorabilia of the Romantic Confession of the Fourth-Year Senior Clinical Medical Center".

"What is this?" Su Yu was confused, she paid attention to the time of posting, and it was actually written in the year 233 of the new calendar.

"You can also turn through such a post so old?" Su Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Hao Tian.

Hao Tian leaned into her ear and whispered, "Guess how I found it?" I searched for the keyword 'Cheng Jiarui'. ”

Su Yu's eyes widened, she pulled Hao Tian's hand screen over, and clicked on the post from that old age.

The post was published in the form of a live picture broadcast, first the square in front of the clinical medical research center was paved with light blue flowers, and then the various scenes were arranged.

Su Yu didn't see the hero of the post until the seventh picture, a man in a black suit and a blue enchantress.

Su Yu raised his head, and the young side face in the picture perfectly coincided with Cheng Jiarui, who was lecturing in front of him.

"It's actually Teacher Cheng? To whom did he confess? Su Yu turned his head to look at Hao Tian.

Hao Tian nodded and motioned for her to look down.

Su Yu directly swiped to the last picture.

In the picture, a short-haired girl took the bouquet of blue flowers, and Cheng Jiarui took her hand.

The girl's side face is very delicate, her big eyes are looking at the flowers in her hands, and her small chin is slightly chinned, revealing a faint smile.

"It's finished?" Su Yu asked.

"Looks like so." Hao Tian pouted, but look at the comments below.

Su Yu patiently swiped down a few more times, and a name appeared on the page many times.

"Sinai?!" Su Yu grew his mouth, "It's actually Xin Ai?" ”

Hao Tian didn't say anything, silently withdrew his hand, and kicked Su Yu under the table.

Only then did Su Yu feel that a shadow suddenly appeared to block the light shining on the table, and it had been staying above his head for a long time......