Chapter 2 Bracelets

I don't know how long it took, the black bus gradually moved away from the highway, and I don't know where it was, and the potholes were very bumpy.

Yikes!!

The sudden cry irritates people's eardrums.

Qian Xiaotian screamed and woke up from his sleep.

The scream alarmed everyone, and they all turned around and looked at Qian Xiaotian sitting in the back of the car.

Some people even gloated and ridiculed: "What a pig, I have been asleep since I got on the bus, and I am still asleep when I get to the station." ”

Qian Xiaotian woke up from his sleep, his chest was constantly rising and falling, his face was covered with sweat, and his clothes were wet.

"This, what's going on, why did you fall asleep?" Qian Xiaotian wiped the sweat on his head with his hand.

At this time, the bumpy bus stopped.

It's pitch black outside the window, and you can't see your five fingers, where is this?

The timid fat man was very uneasy, Qian Xiaotian looked at the classmates around him nervously, and found strangely that these people were very calm and not nervous at all, could it be that he was too sensitive?

Just then, the bus door opened.

Outside the car, a foreigner who came out of nowhere, dressed in a black priest's uniform, walked up.

After getting into the car, it was natural to pick up the microphone on the car and talk.

It's just that Qian Xiaotian couldn't understand a word of what this foreign pastor said.

English, for a cook, is still a bit difficult.

Qian Xiaotian, who was already nervous, felt chills all over his body at this time, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

His instinct told him to get out of the car and get away from here.

The fat man got up, didn't care so much, and said in a panic: "Where is this?" I don't understand a word of what you're saying, I'm going to get out of the car. ”

The pastor glanced at the fat man behind the car, frowned, ignored it, picked up the microphone, and said in Chinese, which was not fluent: "Next, we will issue an identification device to each student, and ask the students to follow the instructions on the instrument to operate." ”

As the words fell, the staff at the front of the bus stood up from their seats, holding not very large boxes in their hands, and handed them to everyone present one by one, from front to back.

60 boxes, no more, no less, passed to everyone's hands.

The box is not big, but it is very beautiful.

Many students can't wait to open the box after they get it.

The box opened, and Qian Xiaotian saw the contents at a glance.

Bracelets?

I took the silver bracelet and looked at it, and I didn't know what material it was made of, and there was nothing else on the bracelet except for the interfaces at both ends, not even a trademark, a letter or a Chinese character did not appear.

Qian Xiaotian took the bracelet and frowned.

He was even more nervous, as if the bracelet in front of him was a flood beast, ready to swallow him at any time.

The classmate next to him couldn't wait to put the bracelet on his hand at this time.

At this time, Qian Xiaotian's forehead began to sweat, and when he looked up, he saw ......

Qian Xiaotian's eyes saw the priest in front of him with a strange smile.

What's even more frightening is that rows of numbers appear in the front window.

The numbers are constantly changing, 15... 20… 30… 35…

Qian Xiaotian hurriedly looked at the classmates around him in a panic, and thought, "Could it be that this number has some kind of connection with the bracelet?" Could it be that every time you wear a bracelet, the numbers on the glass change with it? ”

With such a guess, Qian Xiaotian's hand holding the bracelet suddenly stopped.

A few minutes later, when the number in the front window changed to 59, the priest, who had remained flat, had a little anxiety on his face.

The priest frowned, picked up the microphone in his hand and said loudly: "You, why don't you put the instrument on, don't you know how to use it?" Still don't want to participate in this training? ”

What the pastor said, Qian Xiaotian obviously felt that the other party's voice had become louder, and he was a little lacking in confidence.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the car looked at him, with anger, disdain and puzzlement.

It seems that the behavior of the fat man seriously affects everyone.

Then the pastor took out a tablet computer out of nowhere, and his fingers quickly flipped through the touch screen, and finally the pastor flipped the screen over, and said angrily in not fluent Chinese: "Student Wu, oh, no, it's Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, please follow the requirements of this outward bound training, quickly bring the identification equipment, and do not affect the process of this outward bound training." ”

Mr. Wu??

Who is Mr. Wu? The fat man was even more nervous by the sudden 'Mr. Wu', and was surprised when he squinted his little eyes and saw the picture on the tablet.

This, isn't the person in this photo himself, but this name, how can the name be Mr. Wu.

The email will be wrong, the tablet will be wrong again, what the hell is going on.

Is this a mistake, who is Mr. Wu, who is this damn Mr. Wu?

Could it be that the person who provided the list at the school was mistaken?

Qian Xiaotian felt a cold wind blowing all over his body, and his intuition told him that the bracelet in front of him was very dangerous, and he couldn't wear anything at all.

However, just when Qian Xiaotian was stunned, a pair of weak little hands gently took the bracelet in his hand and put it directly on Qian Xiaotian's fleshy wrist.

Caught off guard, Qian Xiaotian looked at the girl beside him blankly.

The girl showed her sweet dimples and smiled: "Okay, don't be nervous, classmate Qian, the bracelet has been put on for you." ”

At the same time, Qian Xiaotian found that his wrist suddenly ached, and this pain flashed as if it had never happened.

Qian Xiaotian's face turned pale all of a sudden, and the sore spot was the right hand that had just put on the bracelet. If it weren't for the fact that Qian Xiaotian had more meat on his wrist, this stinging sensation would not have been perceptible at all.

Qian Xiaotian seemed to remember something, and suddenly raised his head.

In the front window, the number 59, which has always remained the same, gradually became 60.

60。

This number is exactly the number of people who participated in the outward bound training this time.

Everyone put on the 'bracelets', the pastor let out a sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and showed a gloating expression on his face, the pastor who had been speaking in Chinese, since he said a word of English that Qian Xiaotian could understand.

“GOODLUCK!!!”

Wish me luck?

Hearing this, Qian Xiaotian's scalp was about to explode.

This!!

What does that mean!!!

QIAN XIAOTIAN CAN BE SURE THAT THE PASTOR IS DEFINITELY SAYING THIS GODDLUCK TO HIMSELF, WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?

Why should you wish yourself good luck?

Could it be that something is about to happen?

There was confusion in his mind, and Qian Xiaotian stared at the priest dumbfounded.

Gradually, he found that his eyes were a little messy, and the priest's figure was gradually a little flowery, a little illusory, and a wave of sleepiness struck.

Qian Xiaotian's brain suddenly became alert, and he thought to himself: "This, what's going on." What's wrong with the body? I just slept a little, and it is impossible for me to be sleepy again in this short few minutes, the only possibility is ......"

Thinking of this, although I want to desperately break free from this predicament, my consciousness and body are not controlled.

Qian Xiaotian is famous for being greedy for life and afraid of death, and the degree of regret for life has reached the point where he is afraid.

But today, it was actually plotted.

Gradually, losing consciousness, the heart says, "It's over." ”

With his head down, he fell asleep.