Jiang Si ran downstairs as fast as she could.
Someone brought a ladder, but unfortunately the lobby floor was too high and the exterior walls were smooth, making it difficult to climb up without any footholds.
Some people even brought out bed sheets and blankets, but what use were they if people couldn't get out? Pessimism was spreading.
"Why haven't the firefighters arrived yet?!"
"It's already on its way. This fire is so strange. How did it suddenly start burning, and how did it spread so quickly?"
"No, have you seen Teacher Deng? Where is she?"
What will happen to these children?!
...
Jiang Si looked up and immediately said to the woman next to her, "Give me the gloves."
The woman was anxiously looking up at the third floor when someone asked her a question. She turned around and saw a very beautiful woman who looked somewhat familiar.
Jiang Si's tone was so confident that the aunt instinctively gave it to her.
Before she could react, Jiang Si had already stepped onto the ladder and was climbing up. She hurriedly called out, "Hey, what are you doing?"
When the others saw her, they shouted, "It's no use going up there, the security bars are locked!" They thought she didn't know and were kindly telling her so that she wouldn't get herself caught instead of saving the other person.
Amidst the pleas of the crowd, Jiang Si climbed up the ladder, leaped lightly to the edge of the second-floor balcony, then climbed up the nearby water pipe to the third floor, stepped onto the third-floor balcony railing, and clung to the wire mesh with one hand.
Sparks kept flying out of the room, and everyone below was on tenterhooks.
Jiang Si shouted down, "Pull the blankets and sheets up properly, I'm going to throw the baby down in a bit."
"But how are you going to get in? It's locked!"
"No, we can give her a cutting machine where she's standing!"
"Yes, yes, the cutting machine, let's get it right away!"
At first, everyone thought Jiang Si had gone mad and couldn't believe she could actually go up there. Now, seeing her standing there steadily, they finally gained some confidence and told her to spread out the biggest bed sheet in the house.
People have climbed up; perhaps a miracle really can happen, perhaps it really is possible?
Inside, the children huddled together, clinging tightly to the edge of the balcony. They were too exhausted to cry anymore, their faces covered in dust. When they saw someone climbing up, hope finally returned to their faces. With pitiful little faces, they weakly cried out, "Waaah, sister, save me!"
The furniture inside had been burned to a great extent, with flames raging and heat waves rolling in.
You can vaguely see a human figure lying there, completely engulfed in flames. Judging from the figure, it should be Teacher Deng.
Holding onto the security bars with one hand, she sprinted up them with her feet, asking, "Are you all here? Is anyone else inside?"
The children were all terrified and had no idea how to answer.
Jiang Si couldn't worry about anything else. The fire inside was so fierce that even if there were still people inside, they were probably in grave danger.
She ignored it and continued to kick the security bars hard.
The barbed wire, which ordinary people couldn't even pry open, was kicked open with a small hole, and soon enough for a person to enter.
The people below held their breath, not daring to blink, until this moment when they dared to shout.
"There's hope!"
The uncle who wanted to grab a cutting machine halfway through the journey remained silent for a long time, realizing that the thing was probably not as useful as her legs.
The onlookers cheered, disregarding whether it was scientifically sound or not, and shouted, "Quick, quick, pull the sheet up!"
Jiang Si held her breath and jumped in.
The temperature inside was extremely high, and with the inhalation of a lot of thick smoke, many children were already dazed and in a semi-comatose state.
Jiang Si installed a protective shield on the balcony, which barely provided some protection.
She peeked out and saw five or six burly men, each over 1.8 meters tall, already tucking the sheets into the several square meters of bed. Jiang Si shouted, "Get it ready!"
"Okay, don't worry!"
"Don't worry, we can definitely catch it!"
The situation was urgent, and Jiang Si had no other choice but to resort to this method.
Jiang Si picked up the children one by one and carefully threw them down. The people below worked together very well and had a clear division of labor, so they immediately picked up the next child.
Several doctors from the community brought over the medication and immediately began emergency treatment on the child.
Seven or eight children were all safely transferred in less than a minute.
Jiang Si quickly calculated that there should be another person inside. Judging from the location, they should be near the kitchen, where the fire was already burning very large.
She pulled down the bed sheet hanging on the balcony, turned on the tap to wet it, put it on, and went inside.
The entire process of Jiang Si saving the person was broadcast live.
It was rush hour, and most young people were still on their way home from get off work or to tutoring classes, so the live stream was hosted by a few elderly people who usually love to tinker with their phones.
They were old and, apart from being anxious, couldn't do much to help, so they took out their phones to record this heartbreaking scene.
They don't have many fans, mostly people their own age, but they all have sons or granddaughters, and they're constantly pressured to like and comment on their posts. So, as soon as they go live, their relatives and friends receive notifications.
Tang Shishi, who was on the subway heading to her tutoring class, had just turned on her phone when she received a notification that her grandfather was live-streaming.
She frowned. What was her grandfather doing live streaming at this time? Did her family's myna bird know a few lines of poetry?
She clicked on it out of boredom, intending to boost some viewership in her grandfather's lackluster livestream. After a couple of glances, she saw him listlessly tilting his head and instantly jumped up, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Holy crap!"
Her voice was a bit loud, drawing curious glances from people on the subway. The person next to her, a commuter standing, instinctively looked at her phone upon hearing this, and then—
"Holy crap!" What she saw was Jiang Si climbing to the third floor. Using a ladder, she managed to climb up to the third floor with her bare hands. The phone was shooting from a low angle, so she could only see that it was a woman, but her face wasn't clear. But that didn't stop her from exclaiming, "Holy crap! That skill!! Women are just as capable as men!!"
A person on the subway, numbly scrolling through their phone: "..."
These young people nowadays are so naive. "What the hell?" he said, then looked at her with a piercing gaze, the meaning in his eyes quite clear.
We're all compatriots, so if you have something good to share, don't keep it to yourself.
The office worker, a little embarrassed, pointed to Tang Shishi's phone and said, "Someone went into the fire to rescue people."
"???" This piqued their interest a little; there are so many good people these days.
Several people asked Tang Shishi for the link, clicked on it, and then all of them widened their eyes in the same way, realizing that her skills were indeed a tiny bit good.
The strength in his legs was so bad it looked painful.
Office workers don't have much on their phones except for a lot of group chats. They can easily forward a message, and it spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.
Tang Shishi's grandfather's live stream room was instantly flooded with people, reaching a high point in his life, and the number of comments on the screen skyrocketed.
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