I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 817 This is not a problem
And what is Jing Xiaoqiang doing at this time?
Of course it's singing.

Facing the mighty water, with the raindrops slapping fiercely on his face, Jing Xiaoqiang even wanted to compose a few poems!

However, after many years abroad, I barely memorized a few poems to pick up girls, and managed to squeeze out a few sentences "Slanting wind and drizzle don't need to return..."

"A misty rain, Ren Pingsheng..."

It's just stuck, the kind of constipation like a stick in the throat, even if it's soaked in the flood, it feels like it's scratching!
So in the end I still had to sing, and a song "Let Go" came out spontaneously, eloquently and easily: "I often miss those insignificant things, not only crying and laughing..."

It is like the leisurely poetry of the ancients thousands of years ago.

That's right, isn't ancient poetry also sung, but now it's replaced by English folk songs.

Song Yiyongzhi's free and easy style has never changed.

"Just let it go, you are not alone, that day will come, let time tell, you should let it all pass at this moment..."

The raindrops and the waves have become the accompaniment of the singing.

The limp survivor may have used all his strength to stare wide-eyed.

So much so that his mung bean eyes actually glowed a little at this moment.

It should be a fairy (jing) character that Song Jinzhu has never seen before!
The two idiots in the next village were not so stunned.

But even if they don't understand the foreign language, they can still make people feel the singer's ease.

In such a life-and-death nature fight, so free and easy.

No matter how tense your nerves are, you can relax them.

Jing Xiaoqiang, with one hand on the branch, was completely relaxed.

Three years, three years later, he is still the Jing Xiaoqiang who claims to play games in the world, but how could he not change.

Completely different environment, completely different inside, completely different people around, completely different... wealth status.

How could it not change.

Such talent has allowed me to easily achieve financial freedom.

and then?
Harvest wealth quickly and live a life of extravagance?
Thanks to Professor Zhou for dragging me into the Academy of Arts, thanks to Lao Mu for letting me take responsibility, and thanks to Mother Lu for making me realize my identity as a literary and art worker.

Otherwise, how could I, who was wandering in the society, regard the building of a musical theater center as a monument in my life, how could I regard cultivating more talents as my pleasure, and how could I regard singing for a better life to this era as my life responsibility.

The old lady Cheng may be like a postgraduate tutor. After graduating from these undergraduates, she pointed out a lot of things to herself from the top.

As a diaosi in the past, I never had anything to think deeply about.

So after three years of busy work, it seems that I have a period of self-examination that can be completely relaxed.

After singing this song, "It's Easier" continued: "I don't know who I think I am, I just like me trying to love you, just because I can bear it, take the risk and try..."

Even emotions can be analyzed and thought about.

In this way, one, two songs go on.

In fact, from a rescue point of view, singing is the best way to keep the body moving, generate heat, and resist the erosion of the low temperature of the flood.

Moreover, singing can stimulate the body's desire to survive and the secretion of various hormones, which is a good self-help tip.

Cowards can also greatly enhance their courage at this time.

Of course, Jing Xiaoqiang didn't need it anymore. After drifting like this for about two or three hours, he obviously felt that the water flow slowed down and wandered into the vast flood discharge area.

Then he looked around, selected the shadow that seemed to be the closest, and began to push the branches of the trees to swim.

Compared with struggling in the turbulent water, swimming with the trend is more effective, and you can even swim a few times leaning against the tree trunk for a while, and open the twisted bag next to it, carefully protecting it from leaking, and taking out one that is the same as the forearm The thick twists come to eat.

Chewing on the rainwater to quench your thirst, it was even a bit pleasant: "My fellow, eat something? As long as we can eat and drink, we will be able to survive. Look at this, we can eat for at least half a month!"

He didn't even mention that there was a bag of doughnuts over there!

Jing Xiaoqiang, who was slowly wandering over, approached the rural man and offered him food.

Obviously, the other party also relieved from the extreme panic and despair, took the thing with difficulty and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jing Xiaoqiang also reminded: "Try not to get in the flood, try not to get bacterial infection and diarrhea. As long as we can stay healthy, we will definitely be able to wait for rescue to arrive... Swim with me when you have strength."

The human body is also a boiler, where food is fed into it for combustion to generate heat and power. Only when the engine is running can the whole body function to be more resistant to risks.

Song Jinzhu really followed Jing Xiaoqiang to eat the hemp flower slowly, and more importantly, looking at the big bag of hemp flower, the two of them must not be hungry, and a feeling called survival confidence began to arise spontaneously.

With the hope of survival, the flame gradually ignited.

The unnecessary consumption of crazy, helpless and random shopping is gone, and the rest is what you say and how I do it!
Song Jinzhu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and he didn't seem to feel sore or stiff after eating, so he just pushed his head in the direction Jing Xiaoqiang pointed out.

Jing Xiaoqiang worked as the fireman, and picked another piece of twisted twist to share.

When Song Jinzhu was too tired to move, he mustered his last strength and pushed the floating object to the shore with all his strength, and even dragged Song Jinzhu back who had almost lost the strength to climb up and was drifted away.

It should be a submerged hill ridge, slender but not wide, and the messy turf is mud washed by the rain.

The two men lay paralyzed on the shore, their legs were still soaked in the water and they didn't want to move, their chests heaved violently.

In the end, Jing Xiaoqiang, who still insisted on scientific training, was the first to adjust, got up and dragged this large clump of branches and trunks ashore, which was very useful.

At least in such a heavy rain, you can make a temporary shelter.

There is still a lot of space in the bread bag, carefully transfer all the clean food into it, and finally tear the twist bag and spread it into a plastic sheet of more than one square meter, mix it in the bushes, and get a small piece for two men Precious space to hug your knees to shelter from the rain.

This is too important, take off the wet clothes and hang them on the sides to block the wind and can still be filtered dry, the body will not continue to lose temperature, and if there is food, it is almost impossible to die.

When he heard the heavy patter of the helicopter's rotors in the air, Jing Xiaoqiang said hahaha, fortunately my father-in-law can fly a plane!

Really, he never worried, his partner, his backing, will never give up on himself.

Even if you die, you must see the body!

Song Jinzhu calmed down and helped Jing Xiaoqiang even though he was too tired to stand up.

Finally curled up in a corner under the shed and fell asleep.

The shirtless Jing Xiaoqiang even took a stroll outside and did a set of squats before he began to doze off in the dark.

That's about it for the time to come back.

When it was raining heavily, even if he heard the sound of a helicopter once or twice, Jing Xiaoqiang knew that there was little hope of finding him.

The key point is that there is no space to mark on the palm-sized water surface and land, let alone signal flares or fire piles.

He wasted no effort.

After more than two days, it suddenly cleared up, and Jing Xiaoqiang started to jump.

Anyone who has experienced floods knows that heavy rain is often followed by heavy sun, as if the water was emptied before, and the rest is all sun exposure.

Under the shining white sun, the previous moisture seemed to be evaporated everywhere, which was extremely uncomfortable!

Jing Xiaoqiang was very happy, as soon as he saw some trees and branches slowly drifting by, he jumped into the water to fish them out and put them on the previous branch shed to dry.

After resting for more than a day, Song Jinzhu, who gradually gained strength, followed his example. Whenever he saw it, he would dive into the water and fish it first, so as not to make Jing Xiaoqiang have to work hard.

Jing Xiaoqiang chatted with him all three sticks and couldn't make a dull fart. Except for the name, he stammered that he saw his sheep being washed into the water and wanted to snatch it back, but it was washed away. He couldn't say anything else. Just squatting there and laughing foolishly.

And judging by his expression, he didn't recognize Jing Xiaoqiang, at least he didn't recognize Jing Xiaoqiang with his clothes off.

Jing Xiaoqiang arranged a simple task for him. He tore off a piece of plastic sheeting, carried it with a few branches, poured some water in the middle, and formed a natural convex mirror. burn.

Because of the quality problem of the "convex lens", Song Jinzhu squatted beside the plastic sheet and moved the branches in his hand to find the focal point. It took more than two hours in the sun to finally ignite the flame.

Jing Xiaoqiang, who was hiding in the shed, quickly jumped out and used other firewood to keep the flame, but it was always a small dark fire.

In this kind of weather, even at night, there is no need for a fire to keep warm, let alone a fire for cooking, just waiting for the blade to be used.

Sure enough, after the weather cleared up, the helicopter intensified its search for fragments, and the flight altitude dropped a lot.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, just as Jing Xiaoqiang lay down on the puddle on the ground with difficulty, sucking some filtered water to moisten his throat, he heard the roar of the scorching sun coming from the sky again!
Immediately jumped up to ask Song Jinzhu to carry firewood, blow up the flames by himself, add dry firewood, and then the wet branches and leaves soaked in the water.

Thick smoke rose rapidly!

Jing Xiaoqiang even threw a twist in it, and the oil soaked it made the smoke black a lot!
The helicopter may not believe its eyes, and quickly approached and circled around several times to confirm that it is not blinding, and then gradually lowered it.

Jing Xiaoqiang took off his clothes and waved it vigorously!
Slowly, the helicopter that could see the hull number clearly confirmed that it was correct, pushed open the hatch and waved, dropped the white plastic barrel bound by a pile of orange life jackets, climbed away!

Song Jinzhu, who must have never seen a helicopter, was stunned by the iron bird in the sky!
This guy even followed the direction the helicopter left in a daze, rushed into the water, and swam with all his might!
Are you trying to catch up with this old Soviet helicopter?
Jing Xiaoqiang, who couldn't laugh or cry, whistled vigorously, signaling for this idiot to come back.

Song Jinzhu immediately turned around and swam back in dog-planing style, and pulled the floating bucket back in the direction Jing Xiaoqiang pointed.

Written all over his face, how did he leave? !
(End of this chapter)