As I ran down the stairs, I could clearly hear footsteps coming from behind me. -- I don't know how many people are following me, it's not like the whole department is out. Fortunately, there was no one blocking me, otherwise I would be dead. Along the way, I pushed over the trash cans in the corridor, but that only blocked their steps. After overturning seven or eight trash cans in a row, I finally left them behind by one floor. When I ran to the bottom floor, I happened to see the old man who was in charge of the dormitory closing the door. I yelled, "Wait a minute, let me out!" The old man was startled and thought I was making trouble, so he closed the door instead. I was anxious and went over to open the door. The distance between us shrank again, and I heard their footsteps coming closer and closer.
Without any hesitation, I ran out in one step. From A3 building to our A1 building, there are only a few hundred meters in between, and it is a very wide road with tall sycamore trees planted on both sides. This distance is not a big deal at ordinary times, but it is very important at the moment of escape. The wider the road, the more difficult it is to escape. My brain suddenly bricked, and I ran to the side of the road and climbed up a sycamore tree with both hands. At the same time, a group of boys ran out of the A3 dormitory building. Liu Guodong stood in the first one, shouting as he ran: "Catch him and kill him!"
I thought to myself that this guy was too bold, and it seemed that he had not learned enough from the previous lesson. But now, I was at a disadvantage, so I had to squat on the tree and keep silent. In the middle of winter, there were no leaves on the sycamore tree. I was five or six meters above the ground, and I could not hide my body at all. As long as they raised their heads, they would see me. A group of people ran past from under the tree, there were at least fifty or sixty people, and no one remembered to look up at the sky. After they ran past, I climbed up along the trunk again. At night, it must be darker and darker, and I could hide my body in the dark. Fortunately, the tree of Xinda is very tall, at least it has survived for decades. I climbed for seven or eight meters before stopping. I didn't dare to climb up anymore. The branches above were a bit thin, and the cold wind in the middle of winter was blowing, and I felt my body swaying.
Liu Guodong led the group to run for a few dozen meters, then suddenly stopped and said, "That's not right. Wang Hao just came out. How come he disappeared in an instant?" Someone said, "Did he hide nearby?" Liu Guodong said, "Well, everyone search nearby." Fifty or sixty people dispersed, running around on both sides of the road, and some even kicked over trash cans. Damn, I wouldn't hide in there even if I was in such a mess, right? Some people looked up, but I was standing quite high, and the street lights couldn't see me, so they didn't see me.
Coincidentally, Liu Guodong was standing under the tree where I was hiding, directing his brothers to search everywhere. I stood high in the air and wanted to spit. I'm not exaggerating, as long as I spit, it will definitely land on his head. But after considering the consequences, I decided to forget it. A wise man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him. I was almost freezing to death up there. The cold wind was whistling. Students from the Department of Architecture were milling around below. Some of them were already impatient and were just wandering around. I watched them search in a circle, and even went around the front and back of the building, but still couldn't find me. Liu Guodong held a cigarette in his mouth and cursed, "Damn it, he's lucky he ran fast. He dared to come to the Department of Architecture alone. He must be tired of living. This country bumpkin second-generation official doesn't seem to have enough brains."
In fact, I also think that the title of the son of the town party secretary is very rustic. It feels similar to "My father is the village chief". It is laughable to say it out loud. Although the village chiefs are rich now, they are not up to standard after all. Liu Guodong cursed for a long time and was reluctant to leave. I was a little anxious because it was too cold at high altitude. The cold wind made me shiver all over. This is not a big deal. The key is that my alcohol has come up again. I feel a palpitation in my stomach and feel like I am about to vomit. I held on to the branch and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to stop this physiological reaction. As a result, I was nauseated by myself again. I felt like I was about to vomit again and again, but I finally controlled it with my strong endurance. Finally, I heard Liu Guodong say, "Let's go back first." I breathed a sigh of relief. When I was glad that I had made it to the end, my cell phone suddenly rang!
Damn it!
There was nothing wrong with it, it was my cell phone that rang! This damn cell phone, it didn't ring earlier or later, but it rang at this time! Needless to say, there were faces below who looked up. Someone shouted: "Fuck, that guy is up there!" At the same time, I couldn't help it, and I vomited with a "wow", and the stinking vomit flew down, and under the cold wind, it was like flowers scattered in the air, and it splashed on the faces of more than a dozen people. "Fuck, fuck!" Many people cursed, wiping their faces with their sleeves, and at the same time scattered to get away from me. In fact, they were fine, because the wind blew away only scattered crumbs and juice, and as for those that the cold wind couldn't blow away, such as large pieces of vomit, undigested potatoes and eggplants, they fell vertically and all fell on Liu Guodong's big face. The key point is that when Liu Guodong first found me on the tree, he opened his mouth in surprise... Forget it, I won't describe the scene.
After vomiting, I felt a lot more relieved in my stomach, but Liu Guodong was furious. He pointed a stool leg at me and yelled something like "Get off my feet". I looked at him and thought he wouldn't get up for a while, so I took out my ringing cell phone from my trouser pocket to see who was calling me at this time. It turned out to be Zhou Mo! I picked up the phone with a smile on my face, and Zhou Mo's voice came from it: "Little mouse, what are you doing?"
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