The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

The summer in Shuangcheng is very sultry, with scorching sun sticking in the air together with the damp chirping of cicadas.

An Xue huddled in the crowd, her pace was a little tired.

He came to Shuangcheng for the first time, and he was not familiar with it. He just followed the flow of people and signs to find the route. When he got off the high-speed rail, he was dizzy from the hot wind blowing in his face.

So hot.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest moment of the day.

—At this moment, he should have been lying in his own bed, or at least in an air-conditioned place.

But now, he took the high-speed train for 39 hours and traveled thousands of miles to a completely unfamiliar city.

The phone rang, An Xue connected it, and a gentle male voice came from the earphone: "Are you there?"

An Xue: "Here we are, looking for the subway."

"Okay." The phone said again, "Remember to get off at Nandou Station, transfer to Line 1, transfer to Bushui Station, exit A720, walk [-] meters in the direction of Twin Star Towers, and you will arrive at the branch office. If you don't want to walk, you can scan a shared bicycle."

"..." It's a bit troublesome, An Xue's voice is lazy and lifeless, "Why can't the branch send a car to pick me up?"

Qian Lin smiled: "Because Axue is punished by demotion this time, all special treatment will be cancelled."

An Xue followed the team, swiped her ID card and walked out of the station: "Okay, but you don't need to go into so much detail, I think I can navigate by myself."

"Axue is a road idiot, I'm not at ease."

An Xue decided to hang up the phone: "Qian Lin, you are annoying, break up the relationship."

Qian Lin chuckled, he was used to it, every time Lu Chi was mentioned, An Xue always broke up with him for 3 minutes.

Before An Xue hung up the phone, he sent a picture to remind him: "You need to arrive at the branch office to report before four o'clock today, and then you will be transferred to Shuangcheng No. [-] Middle School, which is your future school."

Shuangcheng No. [-] Middle School is a well-known old school in Shuangcheng. It has been established for a hundred years. It is famous for its enrollment rate and teaching quality. this school.

This year the school's publicity department is not lazy, at least one poster was made.

As a member of the Special Administration Bureau, while dealing with special events, each member has a normal identity. An Xue is this year, so his identity is a senior high school student who will take the college entrance examination in June next year.

An Xue didn't click on it, but glanced at the thumbnail in a hurry.For him, it doesn't matter where he goes to school, what matters is whether there is air conditioning in the classroom.

—He is very afraid of heat.

"I see." An Xue was sweated out by the crowd and found a place to wait for the subway. He settled for the bed and didn't sleep well all the way. Now he was a little sleepy and yawned, "I'm going to hang up. Goodbye, Qianlin."

"Yeah." Before hanging up, Qian Lin reminded him, "Don't get hurt, you can't do it yourself."

An Xue: "I don't have that strange habit."

Qian Lin sighed softly: "I hope you don't too."

"...Goodbye." An Xue had no expression on her face, and hung up the phone.

The subway arrived soon, and An Xue was in the middle of the line. He was picking out the playlist, and the crowd was full of people. The two girls carried their schoolbags on their chests. scream.

An Xue didn't want to hear what they were chatting, but the girl's voice was always too obvious, especially when talking about her favorite idol.

"I heard Hua is going back to school!"

"It seems to be! The studio said that after the commercial shooting, he will be given a few days off so that he can study hard! I don't know if there is a chance to see him in school!"

"I just got into No. [-] Middle School because I wanted to see Huadu! I'm looking forward to it!"

Huadu?The name is somewhat familiar.

It took An Xue three seconds to recall.

Indeed familiar.This is a name you will hear whenever you can surf the Internet.

Huadu, who became famous overnight with a popular character in a TV series two years ago, is hard-core, top-notch in the entertainment industry, popular as a fried chicken, only this year, and the future can be expected.

There are even posters of him in the subway cars - it is said that rich women fans made him a birthday support, including an entire subway line advertisement, for a month in a row.Two weeks ago, some fans bought a star as a coming-of-age gift for him.

While listening to the two girls chatting, An Xue was walking into the subway. Just as she was going forward, she was suddenly bumped by someone behind her.

"Sorry, sorry." The man explained, "It's too crowded."

An Xue turned her head.

This man looked tall, but he was dressed strangely. In the sweltering dog days, he was wearing long-sleeved trousers, a hat, a mask, and sunglasses, covering his neck tightly.

Maverick, like the coordinates of root walking.

After hearing the fantasies of the two girls in front who were going to marry Huadu and have children, the walking coordinates pulled up the mask again.

An Xue continued to walk on the subway, and just before entering the door, his footsteps stopped.

Very briefly.

He didn't show anything, he found a seat and took a seat, and the little brother in strange clothes followed him, sitting in the empty seat opposite him.

After the reminder bell rang twice, the car door closed and the subway started. Fortunately, there was air conditioning in the car, An Xue finally recovered from the sweltering heat, staring at the billboards that kept passing outside the closed window in a daze.

The electronic screen next to the car door displayed a poster, seaside, sandy beach, red sun, and a slogan.

"Welcome to the Twin Cities."

Twin Cities—this is a city completely unfamiliar to him.

Because of the punishment, he will have to stay in this city for more than a year, and only after the General Administration evaluates his performance can he regain the opportunity to return to the General Administration.

Evaluation means that you need to take the exam again, and you have to deal with the people sent by the General Administration.

In other words, this year, he must play his role in the school well, complete the tasks assigned by the administration, and always pay attention to whether there are people from the administration to conduct spot checks.

……So complicated.

An Xue yawned.

He decided not to think about these troublesome things for the time being, because there is something more troublesome in front of him-he now needs to take the subway for more than an hour, then transfer, and then walk or sweep shared bicycles.

Oh, and that unnatural feeling of stepping into the subway.

After about four or five stops, the number of people in the carriage gradually decreased, and the surrounding people changed.

An Xue listened to the music, closed her eyes and meditated.

He will definitely not be able to sleep when he arrives at the sub-office, he needs a good rest on the way——

The body shook unnaturally.

——Maybe still not able to take a good rest.An Xue thought.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car is turned on a little low, and the subway is running close to the ground, and there is always an unnatural "humming" sound sticking to my ears.

The next second, the lights in the carriage suddenly went out.

Suddenly, there was an extremely piercing sound, the subway braked suddenly, and the sharp sound of friction between the car body and the rails penetrated the closed glass and hit the eardrums.

Most of the people in the carriage were in a daze or playing with their mobile phones. They were driven forward by the inertia and rolled into a ball. The two girls around screamed and fell directly to the boy in strange clothes who was sitting opposite him. Only by holding on can he barely stabilize his figure.

Everyone didn't know what happened, and they were at a loss.The overhead radio rang twice, and an old song from the 80s and [-]s was played for no reason.

The scene and the broadcast once seemed separated.

Then, someone cleared his throat.

"Ahem, hey, can you hear me?"

The sound that has been mechanically processed is not very pleasant, a little hoarse, mixed with electric current, like a knife cutting through glass.

"Ah, yes, I hear you."

Everyone: "?"

"Today is August 21, 8xx, Sunday, the weather is sunny."

"Gold and Pluto square, moon and fire are opposite, it is advisable to seek medical treatment, work, avoid travel, and avoid sleep."

The grumpy passenger was irritated by a series of inexplicable words: "Are you sick?"

"What's going on with the subway?! Can it be better?!"

"What happened all of a sudden?"

The voice of the radio is still unhurried, mixed with intermittent old songs.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

"Passengers in carriages [-], [-], and [-] feel under the seats to see if there is something thin and hard attached. Can passengers in other carriages see suitcases of different colors on the racks?"

Passengers were confused. Since the subway was out of service, they subconsciously followed the broadcast prompts to touch and observe. There were indeed things on the seats and shelves, and then raised their heads in doubt.

After confirming the behavior and reaction of the passengers, there was a burst of laughter on the radio: "Everyone, be careful, those, all, all, yes, bomb, bomb, oh!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The voice of the broadcast continued: "I hope that all passengers will not leave their seats at this time, put their mobile phones and other communication tools at their feet, do not communicate with the outside world, and walk around casually. I have installed sensors in the compartment. The bomb would just go off."

The sound paused for a while, and the old song reached its climax after an extremely cheerful saxophone.

The man let out a strange laugh: "In other words, this subway train was hijacked by me!"

God the hell hijack the subway.

The joke went too far to hijack the subway. A male passenger got up, took two steps forward, pointed at the radio and shouted: "Who are you bluffing? Ah? Who are you going to bluff? Do you think it is possible now... "

But he didn't finish his sentence.

At the moment he questioned, the sensor frantically issued an alarm, and the soles of his feet burst into flames instantly, and the flames filled the dark tunnel instantly. A loud noise, accompanied by violent tremors, stretched across the entire subway car in an instant.

"boom!"

The man was blown away.His body bounced up, fell down again, and with a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground, motionless, covered in blood.

There was a moment of silence.

Just for a moment.

Then, terrified screams spread throughout the train.

An Xue quietly looked at the carriage that caused the commotion, and sighed.

So complicated.

The moment he stepped into the subway, he felt that something was wrong here.

That is a kind of intuition that belongs to the celestial master.

——There are ghosts on this train.

What ordinary humans can't see, and can't perceive, are ghosts.

Now the intuition is validated.

Amidst the old songs, the scene was in chaos.

The carriage not far away was on fire, and the passengers panicked. Some wanted to escape, but they were held firmly by the people around them. Really, the next one to be blown up might be himself.

The situation in the train compartment An Xue was in was also not good. Except for the strangely dressed boy on the opposite side who acted calmly and kept his head on the seat, the rest of them hugged their necks out of control and screamed. The girl slumped directly in front of the seat.

An Xue couldn't see what it looked like a little further away, so it shouldn't be too different.

Few people can keep calm in such a situation.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry." The voice reappeared, it sounded easy, he followed the rhythm of the old song, slowed down his tone, and comforted, "Just don't move and listen to me, you'll be fine, understand?"

In the chaos, An Xue changed the playlist, he chose pure music, the sound of the piano in the earphones completely obscured the noise outside.

Then, he drew a spell on his forehead, put on his hood, and slowly got up.

Mr. Robber on the radio was right.

Today, it is advisable to work, avoid sleeping, and avoid traveling.

——Really, it’s so troublesome.

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