High school science students save the world

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Yang Yan felt as if he had been punched in the chest, which made him dizzy.

The fist hit so fiercely that he couldn't help staggering, and took half a step back. It was this half step that made him fall into a piece of soft ground, and his feet were like cotton candy. Sore, dizzy, and the ears were like a flood of small words, when he pricked up his ears to listen carefully, he saw a white light burst in front of his eyes, and he returned to the battlefield.

Yes, the battlefield.

It is completely different from the world in "Fire Seeds", a precarious world that is collapsing, this is their first battle.

Yang Yan almost just stood firm, when he raised his eyes, he saw a knife flying towards him, he suddenly lowered his body, and at the same time took out the dagger from his pocket, the snow-white blade collided with the knife with a "bang", Immediately after four or two moves, the Huya boy in the SAO jumper saw the knife fly back.

The tiger-tooth boy tilted his head, showing two tiger teeth innocently and cutely, and stretched out a palm. The knife stopped three inches in front of his hand in the blink of an eye, made a zzzing sound, and then turned into bright water. trickled down.

Tan Zheng was obviously still immersed in the strange touch of human flesh. He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. He was clearly out of state. Just when he was in a daze, there was a roar in his ears. Tan Zheng waved his hand subconsciously, thick fire Wall, the strong wind outside blows the flames tottering, looking vulnerable.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to pull Yang Yan, but he heard the head chef shout: "Retreat!"

The corners of the tiger-toothed boy's crooked mouth collapsed immediately, and he stomped his feet lightly. The moment his feet hit the ground, the floor tiles exploded. The surviving Gardeners shouted "retreat, retreat" at the top of their voices, but he didn't move. After looking at Yang Yan seriously for a while, he suddenly burst out laughing.

He laughed so excitedly and exaggeratedly, he covered his face and bent down, he was out of breath from laughing, his voice was like an arrow that hit people's hearts in the distorted and scorching air.

"Yang Yan, I want to kill you! I must kill you!"

The head chef roared anxiously: "Xiao Ke! Get the hell out of here!"

The tiger-tooth boy still covered his face and laughed, the corners of his mouth were open to the point of pain. Yang Yan looked at him for a while with a complicated expression, and when he was about to say something, the boy suddenly put down his hand.

The crackling laugh was abruptly cut off, his chest heaved violently, but his face was as calm as water.

"I must kill you, this is what you owe me."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand smartly, the fat brother's dice swallowed him in one gulp, and saw white light bursting in front of his eyes, followed by a gust of wind, Tan Zheng waved his hand again, strengthening the protection of the flames, but still There was a slight gust of wind coming in, which made people unable to open their eyes.

By the time people can open their eyes, they are gone.

Tan Zheng withdrew the flame, a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead just now, Tan Zheng wiped it carelessly, and saw Yang Yan leave without saying a word.

Qin Zheng quickly reached out his hand to hold him.

Yang Yan lowered his eyes to look at Tan Zheng's hand, and laughed twice for no apparent reason. The cold laughter made Tan Zheng's skin tingle, and he loosened his hand involuntarily.

Yang Yan left without looking back, Tan Zheng looked lost behind him, Song Ci went over and patted him on the shoulder.

Are you OK?Scared me! "

Qin Zheng smiled at Song Ci.

Song Ci suddenly held his face, and sighed deeply under Qin Zheng's terrified expression: "You...what are you trying to do? Conceal? Deceive? Whitewash? Day after day, year after year One year, living like this is not good for everyone, I don't think it's a big deal to tell him..."

Qin Zheng frowned as if tired of something.

"You don't understand," he said as he knocked off Song Ci's hand, those black pupils were as dark as two dry wells in the middle of the night, gloomy and invisible, "What I insist on is not just such a boring thing as the truth , is happiness, his happiness."

When talking about "happiness", some water suddenly came out of two dry wells, like a flash of brilliance, but this light was so cold, unspeakably cold, Song Ci couldn't help but took two steps back, She looked at this guy with a pair of beautiful eyes—the eyes were cold and hot, like a blue-faced evil spirit.

Song Ci smiled and curled her hair and said, "But it's been ruined once, do you want to continue?"

Qin Zheng's voice suddenly dropped, he looked at her deeply and said, "No, if this happens, I will die first."

Song Ci seemed to be choked, smiled, and said goodbye.

Lu Weiming came to talk to Qin Zheng again, and then rushed back to report to the government. Song Ci's aftermath, only Qin Zheng, the intermediary space created by the base was lifted, the square dancing aunt was happily twisting her hips, and the car kept going. The exhaust fumes, the human beings had nothing to do and were in a hurry, he stood alone in the square for a while, and finally returned home.

Yang Yan was changing shoes at the entrance.

Mother Yang heard his voice at the door and shouted: "Bring me some potato chips and red dates and melon seeds. I'm in the room. Remember to make another cup of honey grapefruit tea!"

After Yang Yan changed his shoes, he obediently brought the snacks over, with a thermos in his arms, and asked the Queen Mother to refill the cup after drinking the tea.

Yang's mother leaned on a cushion to watch TV, feeling very satisfied, but she still habitually insulted him a few words, but Yang Yan's silence made her stop.

"What's the matter with you, silent?"

Yang Yan stood beside the bed silently.

"Have you had a fight with your friend?"

Yang Yan shook his head.

Yang's mother frowned at him for a while, and finally didn't bother to guess the adolescent boy's mind, and let the rough-skinned and thick-skinned son go away.

Yang Yan rolled himself into a ball and rolled out, and opened the door for his mother, then sat down against the door as if he had no strength left.

Now it is estimated that it is only ninety o'clock, and the floor is chilly at night. After sitting for a while, Yang Yan felt that the door knocked on his bones, so he lay down on his back. This time, not only his back but also his head hurt.

He lay down and couldn't help laughing under his breath.

He really likes me.

Yang Yan stretched out his fingers and put them into his mouth, and stirred them slowly. His mouth was so hot and his fingers were so cold. It felt very strange. When eating human flesh, it must be such elastic flesh.

But what good do I have?

Yang Yan put his arms under his head, looked at the white ceiling, and thought boredly: What's so good about me?

He was really startled and angry at the beginning, if it wasn't for the scene switching too quickly, Yang Yan would have definitely slapped Qin Zheng twice.But now calm down and think about it, this is really too pretentious and unreasonable, but it’s not appropriate to act like nothing happened. Those inexplicable feelings are like a broken dam, with infinite tide gushing out, Yang Yan squinted his eyes, I just felt that there was an extremely soft place deep in my heart that was being pinched and trembling.

Yang Yan thought about it for a while, got up slowly, took some snacks and went back to the room to play games, while walking on the road, he was still thinking: This is really terrible.

The next day, after going to school for a long time, Yang Yan lay on the desk and fell asleep in a daze. The head teacher threw down two sticks while half asleep and half awake.

One is the resignation of the head teacher, who will leave after the sports meeting.

Coincidentally, Boss Wang, the head teacher of Class [-] next door, also resigned with him, and everyone speculated that the two of them were going to live together and fly around the world.

The unsmiling head teacher couldn't help laughing this time: "Yes, everyone, remember to come and drink the wedding wine with me and Teacher Wang."

Yang Yan saw with his own eyes that the girl drinking water next to her suddenly let out a "wow", sprayed a big mouthful of water on the ground, and was still lying on the table coughing like hell, Yang Yan couldn't help but handed her a few tissues.

The second is a transfer student.

It was both joy and sorrow, especially for the male compatriots, because the transfer student was a girl, and she did not disappoint them. She was very delicate, but her complexion was a little gloomy. It was said that she was transferred to recuperate her body.

Looking at the beautiful Lin Daiyu at the back table, she muttered silently: "Isn't this Bai Fumei!"

Yang Yan yawned, turned his pen with blank eyes and said: "You can't catch up with him, don't think about it."

The back table slapped the table angrily: "Nonsense! There are very few boys like me who work hard and know how to cook, okay?!"

"When I went to your house last time, you would drop the dishes after washing them."

"People change! I have been learning to cook unremittingly. How can a man like you who has a man cook for you understand the pain in my heart!"

After the back table finished talking with pride, he found that Yang Yan had already turned around without saying a word.

When he was puzzled, Tan Zheng turned sideways and glanced at him, flicking his eyelashes.

The back table was covered with goosebumps from Qin Zheng's eyes.Although he was stupid, he had a subtle intuition—even though most of these were blind cats meeting dead mice, the back desk always felt that there was something strange in Tan Zheng's eyes.

When he stared blankly and looked at Tan Zheng again, there was nothing there.

However, after a whole morning, the third bomb was found at the back table, a fact that cannot be officially reported but should definitely be included in the unofficial history——Tan Zheng and Yang Yan collapsed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

For the whole morning, Yang Yan didn't say a word to Tan Zheng. When Qin Zheng handed Yang Yan his homework paper, he always called his name a few times, or asked him to help him get something, or asked him if he wanted a drink of water. All in all, he was meticulous in asking about his health, but they were ignored by Yang Yan abruptly.

The friendship between Yang Yan and Qin Zheng is not so good. They have shown affection in front of him many times to stimulate his little heart, causing him to have the illusion that he can find a man to make do with without a girl. They actually collapsed like this!

The back desk was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask for fear of being cut by Yang Yan, so he could only hop around in the dark, scratching his head, until he saw the two of them going to the cafeteria together, and finally he was half relieved.

Yang Yan walked slowly ahead alone.

Qin Zheng followed behind aggrieved by himself.

Tan Zheng was wondering if Yang Yan was angry at the time, but he didn't find a chance to explain. Now that he had a chance in the morning, Yang Yan ignored him again.

Of course he knew why, but to Qin Zheng, what's the big deal about cannibalism?They are not constrained by morality and laws, but have to abide by the vague and unpredictable rules... The most important thing is that all this is for the person they like, for Yang Yan.

Qin Zheng thinks of the word "Yang Yan" and feels that the strokes are delicate and elegant - no, it's not just the name, even if you abandon the name's appearance, the fresh life beating under the skin is a very beautiful thing in itself It's so beautiful that as long as he thinks about it for a while, his heart will fly.

Yang Yan suddenly grabbed Tan Zheng's hand and ran all the way until he reached the artificial lake where few people came, and then stopped.

Qin Zheng has been in a state of dizziness.

Yang Yan turned around, Tan Zheng looked at his face, his glass-like eyeballs rolled slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Don't you feel wronged?"

Qin Zheng's brain froze for two seconds, but he didn't react for a while. He looked at Yang Yan's small and clear self shrunk in his eyes, feeling inexplicably absurd.

"What?" he asked.

Yang Yan stared at him, his voice suddenly lowered, very slowly, like a puff of ethereal smoke: "Don't you feel wronged?"

"Do not--"

"Don't you feel wronged? What's wrong with me? Is it worth your heart and soul? Is it this face, this body, or this disliked personality? Is human flesh delicious, huh? Don't you think that Is meat disgusting? Why do you still eat it with a calm face? Like it, like it, to the point where you don’t want principles, dignity, or anything else?”

Qin Zheng fell into a strange whirlpool.

He looked at Yang Yan's excited face, and the dazed self in his eyes. They were like a drop of water dripping into the lake and finally merged with the shadow. The crazy and calm were deformed and tightly twisted into a ball in an instant. , Qin Zheng felt something rumbling in his ears, but his heart was unexpectedly calm.

Qin Zheng even smiled, "That's right."

Yang Yan suddenly got stuck like a deflated balloon with a sound.

Qin Zheng lowered his eyes, his smile was like a small hook piercing Yang Yan's eyes, and he said slowly: "Is there anything wrong with this? Human life is so short and fragile, people like us——no, it should be said People like us are more fragile because we have the ability, we are too arrogant, we pursue desire/desire and pleasure/feeling too much, we obsessively worship the only belief, but when we enjoy life, we find out what is actually Nothing is left, everything is a lie, except the love in the heart and the soul in the spine.

Love and soul, that's all I have left, and that's all I have to give you, and that's all. "

Yang Yan felt that Tan Zheng was about to cry.

Obviously there were no tears, and his expression was so calm and even a little smiling, but Yang Yan remembered that on that moonlit night on the mountain, Tan Zheng’s tears were like dewdrops. Hold him tight.

……

"Don't talk about fancy principles. When I make trouble for no reason, I just need to silently show my face."