Chapter 320

Many students didn't check the contents of the package because they were too excited and happy to enter the mountain. Naturally, they didn't expect that the food prepared by the instructors was actually compressed biscuits.

At first, several people are not willing to look for the bag again and again, and finally toss the backpack clean, and finally recognize the cruel fact that there is only one food.

"Sleeping trough, how can people eat this stuff? I don't want to suffer by spending money on school." The fiery Le Mingyu was the first one to burst out. He lifted his hand and threw his things under the slope. After that, he yelled, "I don't want to play with you. What about the drillmaster? Let the drillmaster come out. I want to complain to you. Where are the people? "

His roar echoed in the forest in the evening, but there was still no movement around except his own.

At this time, several talents have calmed down and realized that things are unusual.

Gu Yitong purred his eyes, stood up and looked around for a circle. His face became more and more ugly. "I guarantee with 5.0 vision that there is no other people around except us."

"No one else?" Several of the students' faces were stiff, and suddenly some panic, "what about the teacher? What about the drillmaster? Aren't they supposed to be around? "

Gu Yitong gazed at the distance, and finally could only spit out three words, "I don't know."

Fang Ye touched his wrist and thought of something. He sighed and said, "well, it seems that you can only go out if you find the designated place."

Several students trembled, staring eyes, voice can not help shaking, "you mean, these four days, we rely on ourselves to survive here, no teacher, no help?"

"Well." Fang Ye pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded: "in these four days, we only have the things in our backpack."

As the voice dropped, the other several people could not help hugging their backpacks in their arms. Looking at the gradually darkening jungle around them, their hearts were suddenly replaced by fear.

They are just children of ordinary families. They grow up under the care of their parents. They have never cooked a meal, let alone rely on themselves.

In contrast, the four young masters of Gu Yitong are more calm. Although they have never suffered hardship, they are rich in clothing and food since childhood, but they are more open-minded and precocious. They are not too embarrassed in the face of unexpected situations.

But under the eyes of a tent, a pile of firewood, holding compressed biscuits in hand, how much still do not adapt to the heart.

Among them, the most peaceful is song Ye. While others are still in shock, she has torn open the biscuit packaging bag and ate a mouthful of biscuits and mineral water in silence.

Everyone looked at the delicate and calm side face of the youth reflected in the fire, and their fear and irritability were gradually suppressed. Just now, they were still shivering, and several students began to nibble on biscuits.

"You guessed that, didn't you?" Mencius Heng side head, looking at the side of song ye, think of the instructor's speech, her strange expression, the heart has made a positive answer.

Song Ye slowly swallow a mouthful of biscuit, this just opened a way: "less water, the time behind is still very long." Since the rule is a double match, she is still kind enough to point out the other side.

"That afternoon in the woods, you also want to prevent me from using water?" Meng Ziheng suddenly remembered the wet paper towel.

Song Ye nodded. Although she had water resources reserve in her space, it was too much to gain or lose to expose space for this group of young masters.

Meng Ziheng suddenly realized that song Ye was quite different in his mind at this time.

At the other end of the story, Le Mingyu, who had just thrown away the biscuits, was so angry in his heart that he suddenly got up and rushed to song Ye.

"Stinky boy, you know the inside story from the beginning, why don't you tell me earlier?" He was tall and powerful, and rushed to the past. Several people around him were unprepared and stunned on the spot.

Seeing his arm stretched out, he was going to grab song Ye's collar. Meng Ziheng also drank in a low voice, "Mingyu, stop it!"

Ke Le Ming Yu is like a firecracker that is ignited. If he does not vent his anger, he will never give up. There is a vent in front of him. How can he stop easily. So even if Mencius stopped drinking, he still stretched out his arms to catch people.

Just the next second, the arm was caught by a cool hand, and then gently pushed, he felt a burst of pain in the arm, like a cramp retracted back.

Mencius Heng was also surprised. He stood up and stood in front of Le Mingyu. He frowned and said sternly, "don't make trouble. Song Ye doesn't know anything."

"I don't know? Ghost too believes him. All along the way, everyone was drinking water, but he didn't take a sip of water. He knew that in the next four days, everyone had to rely on these things, but he watched helplessly and didn't say anything. He clearly meant that we should die of thirst in four days Le Mingyu was staring at Song ye all the way, so he saw her every move.

At the moment, there was no mineral water in his backpack, and the biscuits were also thrown away. The regret and confusion derived from the plight of the gun running out of grain made him blame song Ye.

"Ha ha..." Song ye, who was sitting on the ground, swallowed the last bite of biscuit. Then he chuckled and sneered coldly on his face. He raised his head and said, "would you believe me when I said that?""I..." Le Mingyu wanted to refute, but he found himself in a pause.

Other people also have nothing to say. Along the way, everyone's rejection of song Ye was obvious. Even if she had dissuaded her, most of them would not believe it.

"It's one thing not to believe, but another to say or not to say..." A student on the other side murmured, looking a little stuffy. In their eyes, only they hate to exclude others, but they can't stand being concealed.

Maybe song ye said at that time that if something happened, they would also blame her.

Song Ye's sight passed through the fire and fell on the student opposite. The dark pupil seemed to engulf the flame, which seemed to seep into the body. Then, in the other party's dodging eyes, her cold voice passed on in the past, "are you dead or alive? What's the matter with me?"

No one stipulates that we must help each other in difficult times, and the strong should help the weak. The naive ideas of these little girls in front of them are just as arrogant and stupid as the poor people's demand that the rich must spend money to help them.

All of us didn't expect that the cold youth would say such harsh words, and now she is no longer a cool and quiet beautiful teenager all the way. In her eyes, people can clearly see that she is really indifferent to the coolness of life.

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