I have more than acting skills

A small earthquake of magnitude 3.8 only collapsed half of the temporary studio.

But such a small earthquake actually turned the school down the mountain into ruins. Chen Zui ran down the mountain with the staff, and all he saw was ruins, and everything he saw was desolation.

Walking a little further, you can still hear countless cries and shouts.

The noisy voice is filled with the tragic desolation of the world.

This is the first time for Chen Zui to directly face a large area of ​​death like this. What hits his mind instantly can't find the direction, and what rushes in his mind is all buzzing.

The fresh life turned out to be so fragile. He looked at the children being carried out one by one in front of him. The little people had blood all over their faces, and they looked less than ten years old.

Chen Zui's eyes became hot, and he took a step back uncontrollably.

But he felt something under his feet, and looked down, it turned out to be the plaque of this school. The words "Hope Elementary School" were marked in dazzling red, but it was so ironic at this time.

He let out a sad laugh from his throat, lowered his head and kicked down, hung the school with the four words "Hope Elementary School" on the top, and trampled hard on it.

This is no elementary school, there is no hope, this is hell on earth.

The elementary school was built at the foot of the mountain, and the transportation was inconvenient, so the rescue force hadn't arrived yet, except for the students and teachers who ran out, there were only nearby villagers.

When the crew arrived, they saw a glimmer of hope on their desperate faces.

Shen Shi'an first notified the nearby rescue force, and then made a phone call, only to hear him ordering people to send medical assistance and tent medicines from inside.

"Send more doctors here, the more the better," he hung up the phone after saying this, and ran to the corner of the ruins to find the child buried inside.

He had just picked up a child whose leg had been smashed from the ruins, put it down and was about to run towards the classroom again, when he turned his head and saw Chen Zui lowering his head and undoing the bandage on his arm.

"Are you crazy?"

Shen Shi'an stepped forward and grabbed him, "Chen Zui, what do you want to do?"

The person being dragged by him pursed his lips and remained silent, and continued to undo the bandage on his arm stubbornly. After that, he gritted his teeth and pulled his arm violently.

The bones in the arm suddenly clicked.

And Chen Zui was sweating profusely from the pain, then raised his head and pulled the corner of his mouth weakly at Shen Shi'an: "The bone is just misplaced, just twist it around."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his arms and ran forward.

How can he, a big man, stand here and watch, one more person here may mean that one more child will be released.

Chen Zui ran to the collapsed wall, and someone was moving a large stone slab beside him. He hurriedly stepped forward and gave him a hand. When his arm just felt the weight, he felt a sharp pain.

But he continued to purse his lips, without making a sound, and continued to help move over.

Xu Qing felt a lightness in his hand, and unexpectedly saw that the person beside him was Chen Zui, his sharp brows and eyes immediately furrowed in displeasure, and he growled, "What are you doing, you ran here with your hand injured?"

"Go there, don't delay our rescue."

After Chen Zui heard it, he glanced at him indifferently, sweat dripped from his forehead like rain, he gritted his teeth and put down the slate in his hand: "If you have time to say this, you might as well save one more child. "

He turned back again, endured the pain and continued to dig down. Xu Qing sighed when he saw it, and lowered his head to take off the gloves in his hand.

"Take it," he stuffed the glove into Chen Zui's palm, his tone cold.

Chen Zui put it on silently, lowered his head and moved desperately.

Fortunately, after a while, there seemed to be a weak cry for help.

Chen Zui put his hand into the stone and paused for a moment, then leaned on the stone regardless of his image, put his ear on the stone and listened quietly for a while.

"Old—teacher." A weak call came from below, and Chen Zui immediately raised his head and shouted: "There is someone here, there is a child inside."

After he finished speaking, he desperately continued to move down the rocks above, while Xu Qing on the side quickly ran to him and moved the rocks in front of him together.

Looking down through the cracks in the stones, it was a little girl who was buried in the ground. When the earthquake struck, she couldn't escape and could only hide under the corner of the wall.

Fortunately, half of the corner of the wall formed a triangle with her desk, and her small body was huddled in the middle of that.

Blood was knocked out of her forehead, and she timidly looked up with a pair of dark eyeballs, and shouted weakly: "Teacher——"

Facing those innocent eyes, Chen Zui's eyes became hot.

He worked hard with Xu Qing to remove the last stone. At this moment, he couldn't feel a single feeling, and only had one thought in his mind, to save the person.

He crawled to the place closest to the little girl, carefully stretched out his hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, give me your hand."

The little girl tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then stood up staggeringly, and tried her best to tiptoe and put her hand into Chen Zui's hand.

Chen Zui only felt a softness in his hands, and then he tried his best to move forward. He put his arms around the little girl, only felt someone hug her neck, and he hugged her out forcefully with both hands.

Her head was resting on her shoulder, her weak breathing was next to her ear, Chen Zui heard it clearly, what she shouted was: "Teacher, I hurt—"

***

With Xu Qing here, the rescue team came soon.

Soldiers and doctors came in batch after batch, and the military planes overhead kept transporting tents, food and drink. The crew didn't need to go to the front to rescue, but they spontaneously went to the logistics to help.

The rescue speed of the army was very fast. Those who were slightly injured stayed here and waited for the accompanying doctors to deal with them first. Those who were seriously injured were taken to the nearby hospital by ambulance.

The one who died was a bag, which was placed on the ground.

Chen Zui stared at the body bag placed in front of him with astringent eyes, squatted on the ground with his hands on his knees, and sighed fiercely.

After a long time, a hand landed on the top of his head and touched it gently several times.

The familiar aura made Chen Zui feel safe, he blinked his astringent eyes and leaned towards the person in front.Chen Zui had never felt so powerless for a moment.

"do not Cry--"

Shen Shi'an felt the heat coming from under the clothes, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, he was at a loss for a moment and couldn't even put his hands down.

"Chen drunk—"

Shen Shi'an's voice was tense and hoarse, and he said carefully: "Chen Zui, don't cry."

"Everything will pass."

Those hands that grabbed his pants still didn't let go, Chen Zui buried his head under his knees, trembling slightly.

Shen Shi'an was by his side, silently comforting, and after a long time, Chen Zui let out a tearing wail from his throat.

Shen Shi'an's hand touching his head paused for a while, and it took a long time before he gently let it go.

While comforting Chen Zui, he couldn't help looking at the body bag on the right.

Shen Shi'an sighed deeply in his heart, if some people could be less greedy and kinder in their hearts, then what happened today would not have happened.

No one thought that such a bean curd dregs project in a hopeful primary school would permanently bury these flowers of the motherland underground.

He blinked his dry eyes and forced himself back the tears that were about to come out.

***

As night comes, people who have been busy for a day are also taking time to rest.

The tents were limited, and basically all of them were given to the victims, and the two crew members shared a tent.And those soldiers huddled together in a corner and fell asleep when they were tired.

Shen Shi'an and Chen Zui nestled together. After crying, Chen Zui's eyes became red and swollen, and the small tent was full of Shen Shi'an's breath.

When Chen Zui woke up, his hands and feet felt nowhere to rest.

He probably sensed him waking up. After a while, Shen Shi'an's voice came from the tent: "Sleep, you've been tired all day." He put his eyes on Chen Zui's arm.

It is unimaginable how much effort he put in to dig up a little girl with a broken arm and rescue her.

That kind of pain is probably unbearable for ordinary people.

Chen Zui's body is indeed exhausted and makes him want to sleep, but he can't fall asleep due to the pain in his arm, and he is also resisting sleep in his heart.

The people outside are like stones, the sound of smashing the wall, the sound of rescuing the child and the sound of the medical staff, all of which are heard by her.

his ear.

Chen Zui opened his eyes and looked at the tent above his head, wanting to sleep but just couldn't.

After a while, he sat up and grabbed one side of the clothes and slowly put them on his body. He slowed down so as not to disturb Shen Shi'an, but the people next to him seemed unable to sleep either.

Shen Shi'an followed him and sat up, seeing Chen Zui's red eyes facing him.

"I can't sleep either, Chen Zui." His tired voice was dry and hoarse.

Chen Zui nodded with his swollen head, opened the tent and got out, but it was still bright outside in the middle of the night, few people were sleeping, and they were all helping outside.

Even helping to pass a bandage is better than being in the tent, otherwise the restless heart will never be filled.

As soon as the two got out, they saw two soldiers in front carrying the newly rescued child. Chen Zui immediately ran over to help call the doctor and find things.

At that moment, he realized that it was not that he didn't want to sleep, but these children were not all rescued, and his heart that had nowhere to rest could never find a home.

***

Two days later, all the people were searched and rescued.

Everyone is doing the finishing touches.

In the Hope Primary School in this closed hill, there were more than 100 teachers and students in the school, 36 were disabled, and [-] people died.

Ten students died, including a teacher who was stoned to death while he was protecting the two children tightly under his body.

At that time, Chen Zui was following the doctor to help, when he heard someone yelling, he ran out quickly. The person in front of him was wearing a military uniform, and when he saw Chen Zui, he handed him a card.

Chen Zui accepted it suspiciously, and what he saw was a familiar card—the campus card of University B.

"Li Zewen, 23 years old, just graduated from B University," came a mechanized voice from the opposite person.

Chen Zui looked down and saw the young master on the card with crooked eyebrows, eye-catching and brilliant smile.

"He is an orphan with no father and no mother. After graduating from B University, he came here to work as a teaching supporter. The villagers only know his name, and nothing else."

Chen Zui looked at the card in front of him, at that moment, he felt the incomparable weight on it.

But the difficult voice still opened, and Chen Zui heard his own voice hoarse: "I don't know you either,"

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to have much hope, and wanted to withdraw the card in a blink of an eye, facing his outstretched hand, Chen Zui dodged for a while, and asked: "What should I do if I can't find someone he knows? "

"Transport to the funeral parlor, where the ashes will be stored after cremation." There was no trace of doubt in his voice. The corpses without relatives are piled up like that. After a long time, you may not know who is who.

Chen Zui lowered his eyes, the boy on the card smiled gently, he held the card tightly, and the sharp card also burrowed into his palm.

After being in a daze for a long time, Chen Zui heard himself say: "Leave it to me first, I'll find someone he knows."

"At least--"

At least, he didn't have to die so silently. Without the company of his family, his classmates wouldn't talk about him like a joke after years of gatherings.

"Huh? Is he dead? I don't know."

"How did you die, tell me." Similar to such indifferent words.

Even if, even if he is an orphan like himself, there will always be someone in this world who treats him sincerely.

"Chen drunk—"

That person walked away for a long time, but Chen Zui still stood there.

Shen Shi'an couldn't see anyone, so he hurriedly came out to look for him, but saw Chen Zui leaning on the stone in a daze.

He hasn't washed and washed for two days, and his white shirt has long been stained with dust. His arm has been treated briefly, and he is holding something in his cut palm.

Leaning on the stone, he looked down carefully.

Shen Shian came to his side for a long time, he rarely responded, Shen Shian turned his head slightly but saw him looking at the card in his hand.

"What are you looking at?"

Hearing his words, Chen Zui came to his senses, held the card in his palm, and shook his head at him.

"No--"

Facing the wind, Chen Zui blinked and put the card in his hand into his pocket.

He lowered his head and wanted to continue walking, but he was grabbed by his wrist before taking a few steps. He turned his head suspiciously to meet Shen Shi'an's worried eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Shen Shi'an grabbed him with his big hands, his eyes were full of worry, Chen Zui had seen that expression countless times.

Shen Shi'an was like this when he was addicted to drugs before, as if his life and death and his emotions were more important to him than his own.

Let him rely on him from the heart.

Forget that in reality, he is an orphan, without father, mother, or relatives. If it weren't for him, he might be the same as Li Zewen who went up the mountain to support education.

When he died, no one came to claim his body.

But he is luckier than Li Zewen, he has Shen Shi'an, he regards him as the only Shen Shi'an.

"Ok?"

Shen Shi'an couldn't see the change in his expression, but he gripped his wrist even tighter, and there was tension between his always calm brows and eyes.

Because I care, I have a nervous and drunk attitude.

The wind blew through the corners of the clothes and beat around the hands they were holding. It took Shen Shi'an a long time to feel the movement of the person in front of him.

He gently broke free from the wrist that was held by him.

Shen Shi'an only felt a moment of loss, and then a hand got into his palm.

Warm, carrying his familiar breath.