Chapter 42 Barrier “I’m here to help you.



Chapter 42 Barrier “I’m here to help you.

In the conference room.

Zhuang Yao nodded, still smiling as she looked at Yan Ning:

"Yeah, you're the only one among us who hasn't actually edited the posters. I don't think that's a good thing. Without one more person involved, our department's cohesion won't be reflected."

Zhuang Yao's tone was lively and cheerful, but the meaning of her words was exactly the opposite.

This is true, but it is also more than that.

Because editing the poster requires using a home computer, Yan Ning objectively does not have the conditions to do so.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Yan Ning made it clear to other people in the department that she was unable to take on this work. Instead, she took on all the trivial matters such as applying for funds from the school, contacting teachers, and going to the school office to complete the procedures. She participated seriously in every department meeting and provided opinions on poster revisions. She also took notes of the meeting.

Therefore, judging from the results, Yan Ning did just as much work as others, or even a lot more.

Yan Ning still told the truth, "Sorry, it's not convenient for me to use the computer..."

Zhuang Yao stuffed the USB drive into Yan Ning's hand without saying anything, not caring at all that Yan Ning was already looking embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay. Are you worried your family won't support you? Talk to them and they'll understand."

Zhuang Yao finished speaking and looked around for agreement, "Are you guys right?"

No one spoke.

Qin Sheng, one of the members, happened to meet Zhuang Yao's gaze. After a second, he said disapprovingly, "It's not necessary for Yan Ning to change, right? She..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhuang Yao.

Zhuang Yao still smiled, but her tone was rather aggressive: "Why not? They say a department needs unity to develop well..."

Zhuang Yao spoke for a long time, then turned to the side and asked, "Minister Han, what do you think?"

The meeting lasted too long and everyone was too tired to argue.

Han Xiayang pushed his glasses, hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning's right eyelid suddenly twitched, and a strong, straightforward, and very bad premonition came to his mind.

Then Han Xiayang said, "It's not a lot to change, so you should do it."

Under the gazes of everyone, Yan Ning had no choice but to nod.

And this bad feeling.

at noon on Sunday.

It finally became a reality.

It was as if everything was against her.

Yan Ning was obviously very careful. He turned on the computer and closed the door ten minutes after Lin Xinci left home.

I actually ran into Lin Xinci, who almost never forgets anything, who forgot to bring her car keys and turned back.

Yan Ning was startled when he heard the noise at the door and hurried to turn off the computer.

The software actually crashed, and the screen was filled with colorful posters, dislocated and distorted into an indescribable picture, just like Yan Ning's mood at that time.

All of this happened to be seen by Lin Xinci who pushed the door open.

Nightmare.

Come true.

Lin Xinci's angry rebuke rang in my ears:

"What's this?"

"Haven't I told you countless times that you must study hard now? What are you spending your precious time on every day? You're really becoming more and more ignorant!"

Yan Ning stood beside the computer with her head down, trying to say that the radio station did not waste her time.

Instead, it was a little free time for her amidst her busy studies...

But these words.

Amid Lin Xinci's incessant chatter and even increasingly angry and agitated emotions, he could only bury it deep in his heart.

After a while.

Yan Ning finally found his voice and said only one sentence:

"Mom, I'm sorry."

The room is quiet.

The sound of doors closing, the rustling of keys, and the clattering of high heels on the stairs, which was heavier than usual, had disappeared for a long time.

Yan Ning sat in the living room, holding a USB flash drive in his hand, leaving several deep, red scratches on his palm.

She seemed to be unaware of the pain, and calmly raised her eyes to glance at the clock on the wall.

Distance to the afternoon tutoring class.

Less than half an hour left.

Normally, it would be time for her to go out and take the bus.

Yan Ning withdrew his gaze but did not move.

The numb brain began to operate automatically, sorting out the current situation——

The mother did not look closely at the content on the computer, nor did she care what she was doing. She was just angry that she was "delaying her studies". After a severe criticism and education, she ordered her to withdraw from this activity.

The fact that I joined the club was not exposed.

However, the computer at home has been password-protected by her mother, so she can't use it at all now.

The poster needs to be changed.

I need to find a place with a computer.

Go to the Internet cafe?

Probably not. Although she had heard from classmates that some of them had been to illegal Internet cafes that did not require ID cards, she had no idea where exactly they were.

Looking for a printing shop?

The one at the school gate is closed on weekends, and it takes a lot of effort to find the ones in other places, and you definitely don’t have enough time.

You can’t skip cram school.

Otherwise, mom will be even angrier.

Then we can only——

Find someone to help.

My mother left in a hurry and only locked the computer. The mobile phone in the living room was still in the cabinet, so she could still use it directly for the time being.

Turn on and unlock your phone.

Yan Ning knelt in front of the cabinet, clicked on the chat software, opened the top chat box, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and sent a message:

-[Xinxin, do you have time now?]

Then, exit.

Yan Ning didn't think much about it, her fingertips slid, and she found the second person who appeared in her mind, the one she could seek help from at the moment -

The chat partner named "L".

-[Are you free? Can you help me?]

And then.

It's almost like waiting for the verdict of a trial.

Yan Ning lowered his eyes and stared at the chat box interface and the time displayed in the upper right corner.

While holding on to a glimmer of hope, I calculated the latest time to leave home, take a taxi, and the relatively reasonable time to be late.

At the same time, I was thinking cruelly and calmly -

Worst case scenario.

It was nothing more than confessing to her parents that she had secretly joined the school radio station and broadcast once a week, wasting a lot of study time, and that she was too self-indulgent, unable to distinguish between the important and the unimportant, and had disappointed her parents.

Then, in exchange for her withdrawal from the club and the ever-tightening control she would face in the future, she would have the opportunity to use the computer and complete the poster editing process...

My eyeballs started to feel dry.

After kneeling for a long time, the legs gradually become numb and lose sensation.

Maybe two or three minutes passed, maybe longer.

She felt herself.

Like sinking into a swamp

Time is approaching with the scythe of death.

She just watched herself, slowly, slowly, losing the strength to struggle and escape, and was swallowed by the black mist.

Suddenly.

The screen jumps and flashes to switch to another interface.

It's like there is light.

Cut through the black fog.

A familiar number with no notes appeared.

Yan Ning immediately realized who that was.

Once connected.

She heard Lu Chen's rare unsteady and breathless voice on the other end, "Where are you?"

Nothing seems real.

Yan Ning was still in a daze for a moment. After a second of reaction, she hurriedly replied, "Home."

"Are you alone?"

Yan Ning nodded and said, "Yeah."

Then, she heard the boy take another breath, his voice tinged with laughter, which was so soothing:

"wait for me."

He said firmly, "Don't worry, I can help you with anything."

The phone was hung up.

Yan Ning was still a little confused and looked at the screen again.

The call records are not falsified.

There is still time.

Unbelievable.

real.

This situation is so bad, but there is still room for recovery.

At that moment.

Yan Ning seemed to come back to life again.

She suddenly stood up from the ground, her vision went dark, blood rushed back to her legs, and the tingling sensation like needles could not stop her from walking forward quickly.

You must bring the USB drive and the revision suggestions written in the notebook.

Also, I completely forgot just now. I need to contact Lu Chen again to ask him where he is and find a suitable meeting place...

Yan Ning had just packed up his things and was about to call back with his fingertips.

Sudden.

There were footsteps at the door again.

Yan Ning was shocked.

The subconscious defensive posture arose again.

She quickly hid her cell phone in the pocket of her schoolbag and looked towards the door with a vigilant look.

And the next second.

There was a knock on the door, and a familiar clear voice said:

"It's me, Lu Chen."

Almost without a second thought.

Yan Ning ran to the door, pressed the door handle, and opened the door.

Outside the door.

Although it is early autumn, the temperature is cool.

The boy was wearing an orange and black basketball uniform. His black hair was wet and messy in front of his forehead. Sweat was rolling down, and he had no time to wipe it off. His throat was rolling, and he tried his best to calm it down, but he couldn't calm down at all. His chaotic breathing and rapid breaths were so intense that even she seemed to be able to empathize with him, the pain in his chest after running a long distance.

She had never seen it.

He was in such an awkward position.

even so.

He leaned against the door frame with one hand, his beautifully muscular arm even reflecting a faint light. He looked at her with his usual casual smile on his face:

"I am coming."

Because of the chat we had across from each other yesterday.

Of course she knew that he had a basketball game this afternoon.

At the moment she sent the message, she didn't even have much hope that he would reply.

But he still saw it.

Replied.

Then, a divine soldier appeared in front of her like a god descending from the sky.

And at this moment.

The young man suppressed his slightly disordered breathing, spread out his other hand which was still hot, and extended it forward.

He smiled again, sunny and bright.

He said:

"I'm here to help you."

It's like a barrier erected out of thin air.

In an instant.

Just help her and isolate herself from all the terrible possibilities.

One afternoon.

Yan Ning sat in the empty classroom, feeling as if something had split her into two.

Half of them listened to the lecture mechanically, took notes, and even stood up to answer the teacher's questions as if nothing had happened.

The other half.

But it was like a bird that had been trapped in a cage for too long. Even though it had lost its strength, it still banged against the cage wall countless times, silently shouting, "I want to get out of here..."

That's it.

I suffered till the end of get out of class.

Yan Ning was the first one to come out of the classroom. She went downstairs and successfully got on the bus that had just arrived at the station. The bus had a smooth journey and soon arrived at the station where she usually got off.

Get out of the car.

There are almost twenty minutes left before the agreed meeting time.

It's more than enough to walk to that alley.

But I don't know why.

Unconsciously.

Yan Ning could feel her steps getting faster and faster, until finally, as soon as she turned the corner, she simply started running, rushing towards the alley with all her might.

Finally, we reached the alley entrance.

Yan Ning slowly stopped, holding his chest with his hands, feeling the violent beating of his heart.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on my back.

She had just caught her breath.

I glanced at the time, feeling lucky that I wasn't late, and even arrived much earlier than the agreed time.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind in my ears.

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