"Go to the east gate and climb over the wall. The gate is blocked." Zhang Jin led the way and trotted along the streets with his travel bag on his back.
This is a food street outside the Art Institute. In addition to snacks, there are also barber shops, Internet cafes, various supermarkets and clothing stores, which make money from the students.
"Have you ever been here?" Fang Zhiwen saw Tang Zheng's eyes sweeping over a hair salon and asked with a meaningful smile, "The beauties from the Art Academy are very famous."
"This is my first time here. I heard that there was a second-tier female star." Tang Zheng knew what Bai Fumei meant.
This art college is also known as the cradle of breasts among universities. Although it is somewhat ridiculing, there are indeed many luxury cars coming in and out every day, all of which are used to pick up and drop off girls.
"Don't expect to find girls if you are poor. Just be satisfied if you have a country woman to warm your bed!" This is also the self-deprecation of college students in science and technology. There are many boys in Tang Zheng's school, and they often say that they should go to art.
Pick up beauties in college and watch celebrities.
"If they suddenly become famous one day, we can show off that we have also slept with female celebrities." Often men who say this will be called a toad who wants to eat swan meat, and then be slapped with a bunch of slippers.
Break out of the dormitory.
"Yes, it's the Qing Dynasty palace drama that's been very popular recently. She played a maid in it. She was caught by the palace for hooking up with her elder brother, and was thrown into a well and drowned." Zhou Qijun got excited when he talked about the girls in his school, "Hey, I want to
If you don’t hold a sorority like this damn Terracotta Warriors, with your looks, maybe some girls will fall in love with you.”
"That's right. I think Brother Tang's image has great potential to be an actor." Zhang Jin complimented Tang Zheng since flattery was free of charge.
"Come on, I heard that the girls here all dream of becoming famous on stage, then marrying into a wealthy family, and living the life of a rich wife with no worries about food and clothing." Fang Zhiwen curled her lips with disdain, "Shen Jiashu has several girlfriends, all of them
It’s from this school.”
"What you're talking about is just a special case. Most girls still love themselves." Liu Wei argued and glanced at Tang Zheng. She didn't want her image to be tarnished.
"Girls are just good at packaging. In order to sell themselves out and get on stage, if you are unsophisticated, the director will definitely look down on you." Zhang Jin explained, "So both men and women basically dress up very fashionably.
Follow the trend.”
"Hey, the beauty of your performance department in the 12th class is Shen Jiashu's daughter." Fang Zhiwen has good grades and family background, so she naturally shows a superior attitude. She was hiding it just now, but now she is unscrupulous.
Bai Fumei's purpose is very clear, which is to ruin the reputation of these women. Otherwise, with the huge probability that they will produce mistresses, it is very likely that Tang Zheng will be lured away.
"He is my talisman now." Fang Zhiwen will never allow others to get involved with Tang Zheng.
"Who? Whose wife is Wang Liying?" Not only Zhou Qijun was full of curiosity, but even Zhang Jin and Liu Wei were a little dumbfounded, "It is said that several directors value her very much. Even if there is a scandal, it is not your turn to talk about it.
That one?"
"Shen Jiashu is the second generation of rich people. His family has tens of millions of assets, what do you think?" Fang Zhiwen achieved his goal and was too lazy to talk.
Tang Zheng hardly listened to the chatter of several people. He was thinking about plans and trying to find a way to establish contact with Tantai and his party as soon as possible.
"We're here." Zhang Jin warned, stepping on a ladder built from a few wooden boxes piled against the wall, ran up the wall, and then jumped down, "Be careful, don't sprain your feet."
Fang Zhiwen and Liu Wei were girls after all and were not good at these sports. They squatted on the three-meter-high wall, trying to escape.
Tang Zheng grabbed them by the back of their clothes and jumped down.
Ah, Liu Wei screamed, but quickly covered her mouth.
It was already getting dark. Because of the attack by the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, the entire school did not dare to turn on the lights and was completely plunged into darkness.
"Where to go?" Under the moonlight, Tang Zheng looked at the school. To the west were two teaching buildings, to the east was the football field covered with grass. The basketball court that used to be bustling and noisy was now as quiet as a ghost, and to the north were the dormitories.
Every window on the building was dark, like a cave of beasts.
"Go to the north, girls' building No. 7."
Zhang Jin led everyone to run along. After entering the school, the three of them obviously relaxed a lot.
"Brother Tang, aren't you tired?" Liu Wei saw that Zhang Jin and Zhou Qijun were as tired as dogs, panting, and their foreheads were covered with sweat. In contrast, Tang Zheng looked as leisurely as if he was taking a walk.
, his breathing was slow and long, and even if he pricked his ears, he could not hear any sound.
"Not tired." Every step Tang Zheng took was as if it had been accurately measured with a ruler. It was generally long. After all, how to save physical energy was basic knowledge.
"You have such a good body." Liu Wei's eyes fell on Tang Zheng's back. The well-tailored suit was pressed down by the travel bag, highlighting the outline of his toned muscles.
"We're almost there, return the bag to you." Tang Zheng handed the travel bag to Liu Wei. Looking at the confusion of several people, he explained, "If others think you have not contributed, it will be difficult to explain."
"You are so gentle." Liu Wei was a little grateful. This happened a few days ago. After drawing lots, those who did not find food had to go out again until they brought back food.
As soon as Zhou Qijun stepped into the building, several flashlight beams came over him.
"How much food did you find?" There was surprise in the voice, and then several black figures rushed over and reached out to grab the backpacks of the three of them.
Tang Zheng's brows frowned instinctively. He didn't ask about the safety of his classmates first, but instead grabbed food. It was really scumbag.
"Don't grab it, we'll share it together later." Zhang Jin's argument had no effect. For people who are crazy about hunger, nothing is more important than food.
Bang, Tang Zheng grabbed an arm stretching towards Liu Wei and pulled her behind him.
Liu Wei was almost pushed down. Looking at the numerous hands reaching out, her face turned pale with fright, and she hugged her travel bag tightly.
"Who are you? Let me go!" The boy who didn't grab the bag was dissatisfied, yelled, and pointed the light beam at Tang Zheng's face.
"Take the flashlight away." Tang Zheng originally didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party obviously underestimated his patience and still went his own way, "Zhang Jin, who are they?"
"I told you to put the flashlight away, didn't you hear me?" Fang Zhiwen defended Tang Zheng and used such trivial things to increase his favorability.
"You bitch, you have no business talking about this." Hunger and death either made students timid or violent, and what Tang Zheng saw in front of him was obviously the latter.
"Get away!" A flashlight shone on Bai Fumei's face. Looking at her appearance, the boy deliberately pushed her breasts to take advantage of her.
Fang Zhiwen was still not used to fighting, so she subconsciously protected her chest and screamed out in shock.
"Fuck you!" Tang Zheng was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked the boy on the right on the stomach.
A figure screamed and rolled out. The flashlight fell to the ground and made a crackling sound. The noise in the corridor suddenly stopped, and then several flashlights shone over it.
"I say it again, bring the flashlight." Tang Zheng clenched the arm he was holding, and the boy screamed.
"Don't be impulsive, we are all our own people." Zhang Jin tried to smooth things over and cursed angrily, "Easy, we've all finished eating."
"Where's the old dog man?" Zhou Qijun was not surprised. Every time there would be someone waiting here, waiting for food, but most of the time, they would come back empty-handed.
"You've been walking for a long time, and he thought you were dead." A boy continued, staring at Tang Zheng, "Who are they?"
"I met him on the road, a student from the University of Science and Technology." Zhang Jin was afraid of another conflict, so he quietly advised Tang Zheng, "Don't cause trouble. There are many old dogs, and there is also a pistol picked up from the criminal police. Be careful."
It was with that Type 92 pistol that Lao Gou became the leader of the remaining three hundred students. However, he was able to take advantage of them, so he did not cause any violence.
Liu Wei grabbed Tang Zheng's lapel, feeling that he was too reliable. Sure enough, in the apocalypse, having such a person by her side would make her happier and safer than anything else.
The news of Zhou Qijun's return soon spread throughout the building, and there were hurried footsteps everywhere. The survivors ran past again, but because they were slow, all the food was robbed.
At the gathering point on the eighth floor, a faint light suddenly lit up. It was the old dog who turned on the generator.
"With so many people, there must not be enough food to share, right?" Fang Zhiwen frowned. These people actually fought over a can of cans. "If you have this physical strength, you might as well go out to find food."
"That's easy to say. Do you know what the death rate is when you go out to look for things? Ninety percent!" Qian Ping, the boy who was kicked by Tang Zheng, stared at them with a look of resentment. If he hadn't been afraid of the rifle he was carrying, he would have died long ago.
It was just the brothers who took care of him.
"I can't control that much. Just give this bag of food to the old dog. There will be no need to draw lots in the next few days." Liu Wei was also eating and stuffed some for Tang Zheng. "Eat quickly, the old dog is here."
, it’s gone.”
"You'll die if you eat less." Qian Ping cursed and wanted to grab Liu Wei's bag, but when he saw Tang Zheng's warning look, he retracted his hand.
"I didn't realize that the most basic level of power has been established." Fang Zhiwen lamented that human beings are indeed cunning, and rights are indeed a good thing.
Lao Gou is undoubtedly the strongest, and Qian Ping and his team are the thugs who maintain their rule. They force the students at the bottom to draw lots and select the unlucky ones to find food. If they die, they will pull them down. When they come back, they will have to hand over more than half of their money.
Harvest as a price to avoid drawing lots next time.
Lao Gou is a senior who has repeated a grade. In addition to studying, he is either hanging out in Internet cafes or eating, drinking and whoring. Seeing that he is about to graduate and cannot get a certificate, he simply uses his uncle's relationship to pimp himself and has some experience in the wild.
The relationship is quite prosperous.
"Assault rifle?" The old dog appeared in the corridor with a pair of slippers hanging down. This guy looked good, and he obviously didn't want food. The moment he saw Tang Zheng, his eyes fell on the G36C. He knew this kind of world, what?
Things are the most important thing, "Do you have bullets?"
"Yes." Tang Zheng looked at this burly man who was 1.8 meters tall without any favorable impression. "Wipe the lipstick on your face and take a shower. I don't like talking to smelly people." (To be continued.)
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