Chapter 74: Love through the Air

When Feng Qibai plays the complete first "Little Apple", the stars and moon are hidden, and the rising sun is in the east.

Zhao He, who was very peaceful in heart after being baptized by the ancient wind song, did not know what words to use to evaluate this interpretation, and for a long time, he was stunned and said: "You blew the sky bright."

Feng Qi white dont know whether this is praise or sarcasm, and dont want to ask more, simply respond: "Yes."

Wu Zhou can not keep up with the ideas of two comrades, decided to do something practical, such as listening to whether there is a response on both sides.

But all I could hear was the cold morning wind whistling across the roof.

Concentrating for a long time, it seems to be able to vaguely catch some people's language, but after all, it is too weak, and did not wait to hear clearly, it was blown into pieces by the cold wind.

It was a desperately windy day.

In the teacher's office on the 12th floor of the Grime building, three people took turns or shouted in unison for half a song. Sometimes it's singing along, sometimes it's calling out the names of your comrades. They do not know which small friend is the source of the sound, and they yell at each other. Until the end of the song, did not wait for a response.

The three men were distraught.

Song Fei simply jumped directly onto the windowsill, hooked the window frame with her hand, and four-fifths of her body leaned out while looking around like a cruise, Shouting at the top of her voice: "Song Fei! Nonsense! What to ask! These three people are in the gargoyle -- the gargoyle -- the gargoyle -- aaaaaaah --"

Qi Yan scared the heart almost stopped beating, he is not afraid of him Shouting, afraid he fell down!

Here Qi Yan busy on the arm around the worry of the goods, where he asked has been through the direction of rapid judgment of the situation: "Song Fei, don't shout. Whether it is Yixin Lou or the more distant Luban Lou, they can't hear us when we shout here, and even if we hear them, they can't hear us clearly, because the distance is too far, and there is still the Qiushi Lou in the middle."

Song Fei know what to ask said reasonable, but comrades have sounded the call, they can not respond to ah.

Looking at the expression, Qi Yan knew what Song Fei wanted to say, so he did not need to open his mouth, directly for him to ask the physics department He students: "Do you have other better ways to transmit information?"

He asked frowned, pondering for a moment: "I am not sure, but can try."

Song Fei urged, "Be specific."

He asked to look at Qi Yan, deep voice: "I'm afraid I have to go to the sixth floor."

Songfei rolled his eyes, do not care what to ask the need to Qi Yan back to the sixth floor to find what, this time and again alone, are enough to play the comrades walk back to the canteen to eat a hot meal!

Just want to ridicule, but found that Qi Yan has been in the window of the heating pipe tied on what, a closer look, apparently when the battery was cut back together with the fire hose!

Climbing down the fire belt and rushing down the stairs are completely two concepts, time is a qualitative leap ah, comparable to any door! He only thought about using the fire hose to drop down to the ground, but ignored the fact that the fire hose can go to any floor. All in all, clearly looking for batteries but extra to take back the fire hose argument, is far-sighted!

"What are you looking at?" Peripheral sweep to Song Fei face for a while a change of expression, Qi Yan was that colorful inner play amused.

Song Fei shaking his head with emotion, rarely frankly to praise Qi Yan: "My boyfriend, talent!"

Qi Yan hung down his face, pretending to seriously strengthen the fire hose, the corners of his mouth have been bent to the day.

But Song Fei is not satisfied, stuffy said: "Reciprocation, you are not ready to praise me?"

Qi Yan hands a meal, immediately from the good raised his head, closely stared at Song Fei's eyes: "my boyfriend..."

Song Fei: "Mm-hmm."

Qi said, "... People?"

A word difference, thousands of miles of difference, and the most outrageous why or question!!!

Luban floor tenth floor dean's office, Qiaosiqi and Zhou have been called throat. When Xiao Sheng repeats the melody that you are my little apple, they have been starved of oxygen and can't follow how to love you too much.

"Behind the sound, let's yell forward, we can hear the hell." Chow was always pacing back and forth in a hurry.

Josiki was also upset: "What about that? You can't go across the hall and find another office."

Zhou stood still and looked slowly at Josiki.

Josiki swallowed: "Well, I'm just saying, after all, there are so many zombies in the corridor, how can we rush through it, huh, huh..."

Zhou all black line: "Rest assured, I did not intend to rush to the opposite side."

Josiki: "You are so wise!"

"Let's go to the roof."

"..." What was it that blinded him to choose to follow the tiger?!!

The morning wind once again sent the faint flute, this time with a different tune, although not as familiar as the little Apple, but also deja vu.

Zhou All eyes light up: "The heart is connected ah!"

Josiqi also heard what song it was, and realized a truth in despair - cowardly people have their own cowardice, but the tiger is the same.

Art Xin roof, ignoring the impatience of Zhao students and the pessimism of Wu students, Feng Qi White silence for a few minutes, offering the second song - "Roof".

Jay and Wen LAN's classic duet, under the interpretation of Xiao Sheng, quite a kind of "you come to the roof, I talk with you to break up" sad feeling.

This time, Feng Qi white blew gently and long, and many places even deliberately slowed down the rhythm, when still in the cycle of the chorus, Zhao He, the brightest soul window, found the small black figure of Lu Ban upstairs.

At the same time, Qiaosiqi also eagle-eyed found his comrades: "Zhao He!"

Luban Building is one floor higher than Yixin Building, so the former sees the latter, and the vision is more open and comprehensive. But after all, the distance is placed there, Zhou is squinting all the time, and can only vaguely recognize that there should be three people on the roof, but let alone appearance, is tall, short, fat and thin can not see clearly.

Then I was surprised to hear Josiki call the name so accurately: "You can see his face?" "

Josiki's reply: "I can see his head."

Zhou is completely convinced.

On the roof, the communication is less barriers of floor and orientation, although it is still not clear to hear, but repeated several times, it is enough to capture the approximate.

"How are you there -" the memory of Qiaosiqi and Zhou is still staying in their sacrifice to lure the enemy, comrades go straight to the thing.

"What --" shouted to ask is Wu Zhou.

Zhao He could no longer shout. He suspected that after a few hours of howling the night before yesterday, the vocal cords were scrapped, but he was gifted, and yesterday came a day and night of light, and after a night of wet fire hydrant cool baptism, now completely into the male duck voice.

Art Xin Lou did not hear clear Luban Lou, but Luban Lou can hear art Xin Lou, do not know whether the wind from art Xin to Luban blowing sake.

"Why are you there -" Josedge repeated.

Wu Zhou heard this call a hardship, hate can not put the ear out of a hundred thousand miles.

Zhao He could not resist, or hoarse voice inserted his mouth: "I heard all clearly." He said 'why are you swearing at you?'"

Feng white and Wu Zhou looked at him with oblique eyes.

Zhao He scratched his head awkwardly: "It seems that something is wrong..."

It was twenty minutes later that the two teams finally communicated with each other clearly, became familiar with each other's situation and grasped the current situation of the battle. I was staring across the sky worrying about how to contact the main battlefield when there was a movement in the sky.

At first, it sounds like an electric fan, but it is too small to pull wind.

Three people look up at the same time, is actually a pocket aircraft, is driven by a small propeller hovering over the art of Xin floor. I mean, it's fine to say it's a drone, but how small is it, with a Shuck on it, it's gonna crash overweight.

The pilot was apparently unable to get a precise position, and eventually the aircraft landed on the edge of the roof, a little further, and was outside the building.

Zhao He immediately ran to pick up the aircraft and found a note tied to it

[Song Fei, Qi Yan, He asked on the roof of the case, radio success, the heart of the motherland and the coastal virus has been thoroughly controlled, the three Eastern provinces are partially controlled, is expected to be stable in the next month. Comrades, stick to the end, is victory! PS. Song Fei private question - who played the flute?]

Who the fuck will answer the question of no nutrition, the three people on the roof of the art xin have played the tears of men when they see the information of the motherland, and even the Feng white of cold feelings have red eyes. The three small partners hugged each other tightly, the heart has the waves, the mouth can not say a word, can only hold so hard, put all the emotions in the hug.

The roof of Luban.

Josh: "What are they doing?"

Zhou Tong: "Seems excited and sad."

Josiki: "Did something just fly from the other side of the antique building?"

Zhou Uniformly: "Song Fei they have a message?"

Josiki: "It is a good thing to have a message should be danced ah, why does it look so heavy?"

Zhou Tong: "..."

Josiki: "Ah, could it be, could it be..."

When the opening song of the news broadcast sounded, Josiqi had cried in the delusion of "losing a small friend" and could not tell who was who.

Zhou was infected by him also inexplicably pessimistic, but in the moment of hearing the melody, it was magically excited.

"It's all right! They're all right!"

Qiaosiqi sucked his nose, listened to the sound for a few seconds, suddenly hugged Zhou without warning, wailing: "HMM, nothing, they are nothing, the country is nothing, nothing... How nice that... That's great... Whoo whoo whoo... Aaaah..."

Zhou thought he was excited enough, but a look at the Qiaosiqi with tears in his arms, suddenly feel himself simply cold is not a person.

Flying machines are used to communicate between Yixin Lou and Gewu Lou, while music + roar is used between Luban Lou and Yixin Lou. In a multi-pronged approach, the partners finally formulated a plan to endure another day, wait for dark at night, tie the fire hose, land vertically from the roof, and bring the plane home.

Different from the uncertainty and confusion when they came, the eight people who returned to their hiding places in their respective buildings felt steadfast and firm as never before.

Before we came, we didn't say it, but we thought it was an impossible task. Because there are too many difficulties to overcome, too many links to get through, and maybe a little luck. But they set out anyway, even though it might be in vain, even though it might never come back.

Now think about it, supporting their willingness to die may be so little "hope".

That sculpture, Zhao He can probably understand.

Even if you are in hell, you still yearn for the light, have hope, and there is always the dawn.