Zombie Apocalypse

Feeling a little nervous, Qin Xiaoyan frowned and stayed in a daze, then stood up from the stone, adjusted her mood, looked sideways at Roland and revealed a smiling face, and said: "Let's go, take you to see Southwest General Dong Junwei, the commander-in-chief of the line legion, the cadres are in a meeting to discuss the next plan. I am too lazy to participate, and they do not bother to control me.

The cold expression on Roland's face faded away, his eyes scanned Qin Xiaoyan's body back and forth, a little surprised: "It's so rare, a cold-blooded woman with a human face and a beast heart can be sentimental?"

Qin Xiaoyan put aside her smiling face and said faintly: "I haven't seen you for more than three years, and your level of satire does not seem to be good. Fortunately, you were a Chinese teacher before the end of the world. What you said is really boring."

With words, Qin Xiaoyan had already started, but the direction she was walking was the tent where Qin An was.

Roland quickly followed Qin Xiaoyan and walked side by side with her.

Song Qingyang followed the two women, a little bored.

He, Qin Xiaoyan, and Roland were once teachers in the Hero Academy, so they are very familiar with each other.

Qin Xiaoyan is a cruel and ruthless person. This is something most people in Western Tibet know. Song Qingyang had a deep understanding when he was in the Hero Academy. If this woman had any friends in Western Tibet, then Roland might be the only one left.

So Qin Xiaoyan and Roland couldn't talk about the interaction at all, and now he can only follow the two of them to watch the "scenery".

Looking at Roland's body from behind, Song Qingyang stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips. Roland's posture was very plump, which seemed most attractive to a man like him in his forties.

It should be a very comfortable thing if you stripped Roland naked and hugged Roland on the bed after a small drink in the evening. That smooth, white, soft and not greasy fresh meat is really imaginative!

After swallowing, Song Qingyang's heart suddenly rose with a trace of resentment.

Speaking of speaking, he has been pursuing Roland for more than eight years, but he has never been able to succeed. Now he looks getting older and older, while Roland looks younger and more beautiful after several changes in the "Butterfly" ability. If this continues, how many eight years does he have to wait?

Must play this woman!

Song Qingyang made up his mind in his heart, and then started secretly calculating. If he can't do it honestly, then... he can only use some scheming methods.

At this time Qin Xiaoyan and Roland had already walked to the tent where Qin An was.

Qin Xiaoyan raised his hand and knocked **** the tent, and shouted: "The sun is basking, get up quickly, put the tent away by the way, and we are going to the labyrinth city soon. Wake up Li Na too, don’t pity Yu Yu Reluctant, just now, you tossed her to death and life, ecstatic...Huh, it looks like you have not touched a woman in ten years! It's... ugly."

After finishing speaking, Qin Xiaoyan was not staying, and strode towards the commanding account that was built two hundred meters away.

Roland was really shocked by Qin Xiaoyan's actions this time.

Who are the people in the tent? She and Qin Xiaoyan have known each other for almost 20 years, and she has never seen her speak in such a "warm and sour" tone.

Qin Xiaoyan, who had already walked a few meters away, seemed to have guessed Roland's thoughts. Without looking back, she said directly: "Don't worry, you know the people inside. It won't be long before we meet."

Roland was even more puzzled. People he knew didn't have much friendship with Qin Xiaoyan, or he said that Qin Xiaoyan didn't seem to have any friends outside of him...

Following Qin Xiaoyan from behind, Roland frowned and thought. After ten seconds, her body suddenly trembled.

Could it be...is it him?

Qin An! ?

Thinking of this possibility, Roland turned his head and looked at the tent again, and a lot of emotions arose in his heart... Following Qin Xiaoyan's walking behind, Roland slowly entered the memory, remembering something from many years ago and it is not easy to forget. Of the past.

...

"Teacher, Qin An is sleeping again!"

Thirteen-year-old Li Na raised her hand unceremoniously and stood up directly, giving a small report in front of the class.

Roland, 23, was writing an ancient poem by Bai Juyi, "Spring Journey in Qiantang Lake" on the blackboard.

Gushan Temple North Jiating West,

The water surface is flat and the clouds are low.

Several early warblers compete for warmth,

Whose new bird pecks spring mud.

The squandering flowers gradually become charming eyes,

Asakusa can have no horseshoes.

The favorite lake eastbound is insufficient,

White sand in the green Yang Yin...

The last sentence was finished by only one word. Li Na's not too loud volume directly angered Roland, who was in her menstrual period, and she folded a new piece of chalk on the blackboard.

It has been more than a year since Roland came to this school as a Chinese teacher, and the student who impressed her the most during this more than a year was Qin An.

This kid doesn't know why, he sleeps as soon as he takes Chinese class. Roland asked other class teachers. Although Qin An's studies are average, he listens very carefully in other classes, and only sleeps here.

It's like trying to trouble her on purpose!

An angry Roland threw half of the chalk in his hand to the ground, walked quickly to Qin An's seat, and pulled him up by his ears.

"Ah... it hurts!"

Qin An yelled with his teeth, and Roland shook his hands in fright. Only then did he realize that he was too agitated and that his behavior was a bit inappropriate.

However, Roland didn't intend to let Qin An go like this. She still cruelly stood Qin Anra upright, and then let go and said loudly, "Stand up, let the classmates look at you."

Qin An found that Li Na on one side was smiling ghostly, and immediately understood what was going on. It seemed that the person pulling his ear should be Teacher Roland, so he immediately became sober.

Roland was also calmer now. After all, he is still in class now, so he can't be caught in a pot of soup by a smelly fish and miss other good students' studies.

"Aren’t you willing to sleep? Go out and stand and follow me to the office after class! You don’t need to take today’s class. I will tell your head teacher and other class teachers that I will also call your parents and I will To figure out what's wrong with you, why you are sleeping in my class, and why I am so unwelcome to you... Get out!"

Compared with Qin An's silence, Roland felt a bit hoarse. Qin An was to blame for her unbearable performance in front of many students. Roland made up her mind that she must take care of this guy...

Long-term resentment can make a person act crazy.

Qin An has repeatedly selected Roland's Chinese class to sleep, which has touched the dignity of a teacher in front of students.

So Roland not only kept Qin An in the office until the end of school, but also called Qin An's mother in front of Qin An.

"Mother Qin An, Qin An's Chinese performance is much behind other subjects, so I plan to give him supplementary lessons occasionally in the future.

Yes, after school at night, it may be very late.

How about this, anyway, I live in the school now, a room next to the dormitory is still unoccupied, if the make up class is late in the future, let Qin An live here, OK? Don't you worry about me?

No thanks, no thanks!

By the way, Qin An's mother may be staying in school today.

Well, no trouble. Would you like to talk to Qin An?

No need? Okay, then I'll hang up and keep in touch if you have any questions. "

Roland smiled and called Qin An's mother to let Qin An stay overnight at school. At that time, Qin An's face turned pale, and for the first time he understood what it means to hide a knife in a smile, the most poisonous to the heart of a woman, only the villain and the woman are difficult to raise, and so on.

Roland didn't treat Qin An too viciously. She just took out a book of three hundred Tang poems, then took Qin An to the next door of her dormitory, and asked Qin An to lie on the table and copy Tang poems.

From then on, as long as Qin An went to sleep in a Chinese class, Roland would stay at school after school. After he finished his homework on other subjects, he began to copy books on Tang poetry, Song poetry, modern poetry and so on.

And Qin An really seems to be fighting against Roland. He still has to sleep every time he comes to Chinese class; Qin An’s deskmate Li Na is also bound to give short reports; therefore, Qin An’s staying at school has gradually become the norm, except for weekends. Will not go home to sleep.

One year later, when Qin'an was in the third grade of junior high school, although he was still sleeping in the Chinese class, his Chinese scores improved by leaps and bounds, and he became the first grade in the whole year. In terms of poetry composition, Qin An’s attainments far surpassed his peers. Not only was he able to silently write 300 Tang poems, as well as many poems and ballads, but also occasionally wrote a few small crooked poems by himself, even in the category of "The Reader". Some essays have been published in the Youth Digest.

Although Roland still hadn't figured out why Qin An would sleep exclusively in her class, it was because Qin An had become a well-known local teacher.

People often say that if you look at the teacher Xiao Luo, for the sake of the backward students with poor grades, he gave up personal rest and entertainment, and gave free make-up lessons to the poor students every day. After a long period of hard work, he finally turned a fool into an elite. He is really an admirable hardworking gardener.

Little did he know that Roland's original purpose was merely to avenge and establish power.

Thinking of these things, a warm smile appeared on Roland’s face. It was a memorable past, and the memory of that bad student Qin An seemed to be more than that. Roland’s face became a little hot and slowly turned red. ...

The third year of Qin'an junior high school soon started, in the fall of 1999.

Roland's days seemed to be on the right track.

I have been working for more than two years, and I am getting more and more handy in educating students. Being able to bring graduating class is the best proof. The only bad student was accidentally cultivated by her, and everything went well.

But Roland is still thinking about it every day, because the twenty-four-year-old hasn't met a prince charming.

At that time Qin An was fifteen years old and he was 1.7 meters tall. When Roland checked Qin An's homework every night, she was sitting opposite Qin An and she didn't dare to wear too little clothes. She knew how temptation her body shape was for men, Qin An Although he is not yet a man, he seems to have developed into a mature boy.

Roland was able to realize this because of an unexpected accident that happened on a sunny morning in the first week of the third year of school.