not a monster

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

After thinking for a long time, he took out his mobile phone from under his pillow. On March 2018, 3, the outside was gray before dawn. .

There is a lot of information on the lock screen of the mobile phone, and he never reads all kinds of junk information.

One of the Alipay information, the message prompt is 5:24 in the morning.

That is, two 10 minutes ago.

[Alipay] Wang Xilou: I took your chick away.

"……"ill.

When he turned around, he didn't expect to disturb a certain zombie.

"...You are pressing my hair." Wang Xilou crawled into his bed again at some point, with a muffled voice.

The zombie also snatched all his quilts.

This scene always feels familiar.

He saw that the sky was still dark, so he didn't even think about it, he just snatched his quilt back.

"Order a quilt for Master..." Her voice was soft.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

"Master took care of you until three o'clock last night. You were drunk and noisy...and vomited!"

"Really?" Feng Wuli didn't believe it.

"Really~ put a quilt on Master, it's cold~"

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

She let out a long sigh, rubbed her eyes reluctantly and got up, finally sat up after a long time, but there was no movement for a long time.

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

Once the anger is collected, he is dead.

Feng Wuli hastily pushed down the zombie who was sitting upright, and helped to cover the quilt to seal it: "Last night, I watched the drama all night again, and you are too, let's sleep for a while."

Wang Xilou rolled up the quilt and turned over, with his back to him.

Feng Wuli lost all sleepiness, sighed, got up, brushed his teeth, washed his hands and got ready to go to school.

March went smoothly into April without incident.

It's getting a little hotter.

After more than two months of school, the third year of high school ushered in the first monthly exam.

Chinese and mathematics are tested on Thursday, and English in the afternoon on Friday morning.

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

The open space outside the teaching building was cloudy and rainy, and the smoke and rain were hazy, falling on the playground and raising a white mist.

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

Feng Wuli is also reading Chinese, but he doesn't like taking notes. Mother Su told him last semester, you look at the notes you made at the same table, and see that your book is blank. What are you looking at?
As a result, Jiang Nao said at the time: "It's okay, he can see me when the time comes."

So Feng Wuli is now reading the book at the same table.

This word is quite beautiful, how did he write it, why can't he write it.

When the preparatory alarm rang, he put the eldest lady's books back into her bookcase, and left the classroom to go to his own examination room.

Taking a Chinese test is like going to jail. The rain outside the window will stop for a while, but the sun will not come out. The wind unreasonably squeezes out [-] characters like toothpaste.

He is average in mathematics, 140 is considered a normal performance, 145 depends on the state, and a full score requires a little bit of luck.

After five o'clock in the evening, the dormitory students eat and clean up the housework, and the teaching building is empty, leaving only a few top students working hard.

The classroom suddenly lost power.

People who were still in the classroom went out to the corridor one after another.

Feng Wuli took a bag of cat food and went down to feed the cat. When he met the fat man who came back from the dormitory, he asked him for the correct answer and chose to fill in the blanks.

The fat man asked, "Aren't you going up?" He was very curious about why this person was always so leisurely and at a slow pace.

"There's a power outage, and it's very boring."

The fat man wiped his forehead, his hands were sweaty, and decided to hang out with him in the playground below for a while to cool off.

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

"The seeds of Tsinghua University and Peking University are normal."

"It's all awkward chatting, why don't I go back and write more about reading comprehension." The fat man was speechless.

"Sister Shang is the head teacher of the graduating class for the first time, and she is in a parallel class. If she goes to Tsinghua University and Peking University, she will smile crookedly."

The playground is dry and wet, and there are still students playing basketball, yelling from time to time.

Someone yelled at Feng Wuli, telling him to join the team, but Feng Wuli said that he didn't want to abuse the vegetables.

Got booed for a while.

Now there are a lot of people walking around the playground, in twos and threes, there are also walking alone wearing earphones, there are young couples who are embarrassed to hold hands across a body, and there are teachers jogging around the playground.

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

He didn't speak when he passed by him, and after a long distance, he started to say how handsome he was just now... thinking that he would not be able to hear him if he walked far away.

"Those two sisters have been staring at you just now."

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

There are a few dark clouds floating in the sky, covered with gold-plated edges. The wind blows in the evening and brings the heat from the ground. The wind is strong, which makes it difficult for the national flag guards practicing in front of the flag-raising platform. There are sports students training on the track, and suddenly another gust of wind blows over. The wind has just The smell of shower gel from the girls who passed by was impossible to escape.

The flag-raiser behind him practiced raising the flag and sang the national anthem in a low voice to accompany himself, and he had to be very careful to hear it clearly.

When it got dark, there were obviously more mosquitoes and young couples who came out to walk on the playground.

The little girls put on their shorts early on, and their well-proportioned legs under their school uniforms were glowing jade-colored. After cleaning up the dormitory, they walked slowly to the classroom.

The prettiest pair of legs came slowly towards them.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Nao was holding a bottle of yogurt, black school uniform shorts, girly pink solid color short sleeves and hole shoes of the same color, and a silver ring on her tender white ankle.

"There's a power outage, and the fans and air conditioners above can't even turn on. It's very stuffy."

"Then I won't go up either."

The cool duo has changed from two to three. There is a fat man among the handsome guys and beautiful women, and there are not many people who are so leisurely in the third year of high school, but one of them is a Qingbei seed, one has a mine at home, and one... can be a canteen. Bowl of rice.

Feng Wuli suddenly realized that he shouldn't waste his precious youth in the third year of high school with them here.

Jiang Nao sucked on the yogurt, and there was an extra girl, and the topic suddenly started. The little beauty told them about the gossip in the class, about who liked whom, about which teacher was found running a cram school at school, and the class next door. The leaves kept floating to them, and points were deducted by the student union!
What a big deal!
He also said that the sports committee was chasing Mirai Miyagi, and the two didn't know what happened.

It was getting dark.

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

"There's a call." Jiang Nao's white leg was stung several times, which was particularly obvious because of his fair skin.

Feng Wuli got up: "Let's go, go back to self-study."

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

The fat man said, "It seems like a biological guy."

The voice gradually faded away, and the rest of the national flag guards were still shouting "one two one" over and over again, and the sports students shouted to close the team.

The preparatory bell rang again and again, and the first and second graders on the playground also walked slowly towards the teaching building. The outside of the window gradually fell into silence, and the inside of the window gradually became noisy. Some teachers said that the frogs in the ecological park cried out "quack, quack, quack" Is it like shouting 'Tsinghua Tsinghua' all the time, which makes people laugh.

Feng Wuli read Li Zong for a while and didn't want to review it.

Scribbled on scratch paper, drew a zombie, photographed it and sent it to someone.

Little Zombie: /

Little Zombie: / yelling
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