The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

After Zhang Huaijiang's face was tangled for a long time, he finally sighed slightly.

"If it doesn't work, just skip this topic? Maybe you won't believe me when I tell you."

The reporters, who were already impatient, became impatient when they heard what Zhang Huaijiang said.

"Don't, Mr. Zhang, just tell the truth, we will definitely believe it."

"Yes! Teacher Zhang, we are well-informed, and we are naturally prepared for this. Don't have any psychological burden on your side. Anyway, you have done a great job. This is a good deed, and the merit is immeasurable!"

"That's right!"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang, there are indeed some people in this world who have a very accurate sixth sense, and it's not such a weird thing."

The reporters persuaded Zhang Huaijiang with all kinds of good words.

Finally, on the one hand, Zhang Huaijiang was annoyed by the reporters' questions, on the other hand, he also felt that it was okay to tell them the truth about how he learned about the explosion in the cafeteria in advance, and was ready to be honest with these reporters.

"The thing is, the night before the explosion..."

However, just as Zhang Huaijiang spoke a few words, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

In an instant.

The reporters were greatly disappointed, and a look of speechlessness suddenly appeared on their faces.

Is there such a coincidence?

Is there such a coincidence? !
Who is this?When is it not good to call, but at this critical moment, I called and interrupted Teacher Zhang.

Excessive!

It's just too much! !

These reporters can be said to be crazy in their hearts.

But even so, they still maintained the self-cultivation and demeanor they should have, tried to calm their minds, and forced a smile on their faces.

"Uh...it's okay, Mr. Zhang, you can answer the phone first!"

The voice fell.

Zhang Huaijiang glanced at the camera, smiled apologetically at the reporters, and then answered the phone.

Five seconds later.

With a bang, the phone fell to the ground.

Zhang Huaijiang's face turned pale instantly, and his body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

"What's wrong, Teacher Zhang?"

"Mr. Zhang? What happened?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, several reporters got up one after another, frowned subconsciously, and asked cautiously.

Seeing that Zhang Huaijiang was in a bad mood, a male reporter tried to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Huaijiang suddenly seemed to be crazy, howled, and rushed out in a hurry.

"Teacher Zhang! Teacher Zhang!!"

It was a good interview, and it happened to be the most critical moment, but it was interrupted by a sudden phone call.

Several reporters in the conference room stomped their feet anxiously, and let them yell at the back, Zhang Huaijiang left without looking back.

"Hey...why are you so anxious? You can't wait for 2 minutes?"

"Something must have happened, everyone quickly follow!"

After the reporters reacted, they also realized that something serious might have happened, and it was related to Mr. Zhang, so after a moment of stunned, they hurriedly followed.

It didn't take long for word to spread.

Teacher Zhang Huaijiang's wife and daughter had a car accident and were not rescued because of serious injuries on the way to the hospital.

After receiving such a huge blow, Zhang Huaijiang felt like the sky was falling, and he seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

The media practitioners who learned of this tragedy and the many people in Jiangcheng who were always paying attention to Zhang Huaijiang all sighed and sympathized with his experience.

God will make people!

God's trick! !

Teacher Zhang with such a kind heart rescued hundreds of teachers, students and cafeteria staff by himself just a few days ago.

But I didn't expect that now...

unfair!
It's just so unfair! !
People with immeasurable merits are not rewarded well. How can there be such a reason in this world? !
Many people sighed and sighed, but they were powerless to change all this.

As for the media, after learning about this situation, they knew that the interview with Mr. Zhang would definitely be impossible to continue, and they were extremely helpless.

Sorry?
It is indeed a pity.

But there is no way, things are wrong, it is such a coincidence.

Even though they were extremely curious about the secrets of Teacher Zhang, they also knew that something like this had happened, and they could no longer provoke him anyway. They could only express their infinite sympathy to this kind but miserable teacher.

the next period of time.

Zhang Huaijiang went home to rest for a few months after dealing with his wife and daughter's affairs.

During this period, neither the school leaders nor the media reporters chose to bother him tacitly.

As time passed, no one seemed to care how he learned that the cafeteria would explode.

A few months later, he returned to school to start teaching, and his personality was even more withdrawn than before.

In this way, ten years passed in a flash.

Until the last few months, the god of death suddenly came to this world, and he reappeared in the public's field of vision in this way.

……

Yan Jun in the gymnasium is waiting for Zhang Huaijiang.

Similarly, hundreds of millions of netizens on the Internet quickly dug out Zhang Huaijiang's information, and also found out the explosion in the cafeteria ten years ago.

For a while, while countless people were shocked, they were also quite curious about Zhang Huaijiang.

"Fuck! This mysterious old man actually had such a feat back then?!"

"It's him! It's him! I remembered, this is Mr. Zhang Huaijiang. I remember discussing on the Internet ten years ago that he has magical powers of prophecy! Sigh, I didn't expect that ten years later, he was so old It’s so different, it’s really a different thing!”

"In that case... Mr. Zhang really has some kind of predictive ability? Like Brother Jun? Damn, things are getting more and more outrageous. Why do you feel that there are no ordinary people except me?"

"Brother, don't confuse one thing. If there are no accidents, Mr. Zhang Huaijiang already had the ability to predict ten years ago. Brother Jun, he just emerged recently."

"Senior!"

"Well, so to speak!"

"Then what about Mr. Zhang... How did he predict the bombing in advance?"

"Uh, as for this question, it was shelved because of some bad things that happened suddenly back then. So so far, no one knows the secret about him."

"Well, this question is not important. We don't know how Brother Jun can see anyone's death screen and death time!"

"Anyway, it's always good to have one more person with predictive ability to stand up. I hope Teacher Zhang can join forces with Brother Jun to save Jiangcheng!"