The gathering place was a large classroom, with desks spliced ​​together to form a large table in the center, and benches placed next to it.

When Mo Shiwei arrived, there were already many "people" in the classroom, some were chatting hoarsely, and some were placing food.

Sitting on the podium are Senior Sister Qingwen and the so-called eldest brother.

Today they still put a piece of human skin on their face, but it looks even weirder and makes people feel uncomfortable.

Mo Shiwei looked for Hu Miaomiao in public among the "people" with the fastest vision. She kept praying in her heart that Hu Miaomiao must not be infected by these things.

"woo woo woo woo……"

A boy with thick sores on his face squeezed in front of Mo Shiwei.

He couldn't even make the most basic sounds, which showed that he was severely infected. At this moment, he was holding up the mobile phone in his hand, which happened to be the WeChat page.

It seems that he wants to join Mo Shiwei.

This terrible peach blossom, Mo Shiwei sighed, took out her phone, opened it, scanned it, and applied to add friends.

After adding his friends, the boy left with satisfaction. Before leaving, he smiled shyly at Mo Shiwei and almost sent Mo Shiwei away.

After looking around, Hu Miaomiao was not here. Seeing that everyone was sitting down, the party was about to begin.

Mo Shiwei planned to go out and look for it. If she was sure that Hu Miaomiao was not here, she would leave here immediately.

As soon as she arrived at the door, the WeChat man from before appeared in front of her again. This time the WeChat man also brought a friend.

Two "people" enthusiastically pointed to an empty seat. The man on WeChat shouted a few times, and the friend next to him said in a hoarse voice.

"Beauty, let's sit in that seat."

"..."

Mo Shiwei forced out an ugly smile, and then refused in a hoarse voice, "I'll go back and get something."

"do not be shy."

The boy said, pushing the WeChat man next to him to signal him.

"Be proactive and invite people to sit down."

"..."

I'm ashamed of your grandma!

Mo Shiwei looked at the handed hand, her brows furrowed into an invisible frown, and then she tucked her hands behind her.

"Let's go"

After saying that, she immediately walked to that location. She was afraid that if she didn't go, she would be misunderstood as being shy or something like that.

The WeChat man's hands were almost completely rotten, and there were actually thick bones in several places, which looked very scary.

After Mo Shiwei took her seat, the WeChat man quickly came to sit next to her. He seemed a little restrained and glanced at Mo Shiwei from time to time.

There are a lot of things on the table, all of which are common foods.

Most of them are potato chips, spicy sticks and the like.

Mo Shiwei observed the venue absently, looking carefully for Hu Miaomiao, fearing that she would not be found at the first time.

five minutes later.

Almost everyone was seated. Senior Qingwen delivered a speech in a hoarse voice. After saying a bunch of clichés, she looked at the man next to her.

"Let our boss tell us a few words."

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Sparse applause came from the venue, and Mo Shiwei saw that there was a girl who was not sure if she was too excited. Her palm was broken by her, but there was no pain on her face, as if the hand was not hers.

The same.

This is really a weird and incredible scene.

Ohh Ohh ohh……

The eldest son's throat was ulcerated, and he could only whine as he could not make a sound. Mo Shiwei did not understand a word of it.

After he finished, the audience burst into applause again, even more enthusiastic than the applause that Senior Qingwen received.

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