An Ran went to the vending machine beside him and bought a bottle of ice-cold screaming, and came to Zhang Hehuan and handed it to him.

Zhang Hehuan looked up at her: "Thank you!"

An Ran said: "It should be me who thanks you. If it weren't for you, the live broadcast would be delayed."

Zhang Hehuan unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips, got up and put on his shirt. He smiled at An Ran and said, "Are you planning to take the elevator or walk down the safety stairs?"

An Ran said: "Then take the elevator, it won't always be so unlucky."

When the two arrived in front of the elevator, Zhang Hehuan pressed the two elevators at the same time: "If you don't sit separately, please ask first."

An Ran nodded, walked into the elevator alone, and when he got in, he was a little scared to call this guy in, but the elevator door was closed, and just as it was about to close, it opened again.

Zhang Hehuan walked in with a smile: "I thought about it for a while. I was a little scared by myself, so it would be safer to follow Teacher An."

An Ran said, "Coward!" In fact, she understood that she was the one who was guilty.

The elevator that had the accident was tested by multiple parties and proved that there was no problem.

After this incident, the image in the elevator became the focus of attention. The Security Department considered it over and over again and still kept the video and did not publish it. After all, it would not be beneficial to their Security Department to leak such a thing.

Because of this elevator horror, An Ran and Zhang Hehuan had an experience of sharing hardships and their views on him changed. Although they still didn't have much good expressions towards Zhang Hehuan in front of everyone, they no longer made things difficult for him.

In the next two days of live broadcast, An Ran asked Zhang Hehuan to travel with him. For some reason, she always felt more at ease when one more person got on and off the elevator.

Xiao Wang sends the latest weather information from the meteorological observatory in time every day. Xie Lina is responsible for editing the text. An Ran only needs to read the script when broadcasting live. Anyway, it is not difficult. Today is another day of clear sky. Xie Lina is editing the content of the afternoon broadcast.

Zhang Hehuan helped them get the express delivery, put one of them on An Ran's table, looked at An Ran playing Zuma, and watched the battle next to her for a while. Seeing that she had fought three times in one level but couldn't beat her. She couldn't resist her speed, so she began to point fingers at An Ran.

An Ran said: "You are so powerful, come on!"

Zhang Hehuan signaled her to get out of the way, sat in a safe position, and easily helped her pass this level.

An Ran said: "Oh, that's okay. I've played a lot of games, right?"

"I'm so playful, my studies are so useless." His cell phone suddenly rang, it was a call from Chu Qiuyue.

Zhang Hehuan answered the phone: "Hey! I thought you forgot me."

Chu Qiyue said: "If I don't look for you, I guess you won't call me in your life."

"How can it be? I'm just about to call you, but if you have a little bit of communication, your phone number will come. When will you come back? I'm almost overwhelmed with autumn water."

Chu Qiyue said: "If there is no delay in the plane tonight, it is estimated that it will arrive in Nanjiang tomorrow afternoon, and you should be able to return to Pengcheng tonight."

"That's great. I'll book a hotel tomorrow night to welcome you."

Chu Qiyue said: "No need, go to Marriott to have a meal, I want to rest early."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, send me the itinerary."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hehuan checked Chu Qiyue’s landing time on the computer.

While Zhang Hehuan was hesitating whether it was over, he suddenly saw an outdoor billboard on the roof opposite the other side being blown down by the wind, and it just hit the roof of the Porsche.

Zhang Hehuan was stunned, no! Didn’t An Ran jump off the building and commit suicide three years later? Why was she smashed down by a billboard today? It was so miserable. The billboard was so big that it might be crushed into a meat pie.

Zhang Hehuan somehow remembered his wife cake. Could it be that his wife cake was also here? He didn't bother to think too much, and pushed open the door and ran outside. It was raining heavily, and no one went to join in the fun. But after crossing the road, Zhang Hehuan's body was completely wet.

Seeing that there were lights flashing under the billboard, Zhang Hehuan took a look through the gap. Anyway, the roof of the Porsche was already deflated, and I wonder if the An Ran inside was dead or alive.

Zhang Hehuan got in and heard the cry for help inside. Zhang Hehuan went to pull the car door. The car door was smashed and deformed and could not be opened at all. Zhang Hehuan saw An Ran in the car and her hair was disheveled, but she didn't see any blood on her face. I hope she was not injured.

Zhang Hehuan looked around and saw a brick. He took off his coat and wrapped it with his right hand, picked up the brick, waved his hand to signal to stay away, and then smashed it hard on the car window. After hitting it a few times, the car window was smashed by him. Zhang Hehuan cleared the broken glass of the car window.

An Ran's voice became clear: "Save me out quickly... hurry..."

Zhang Hehuan said: "You are climbing out!"

An Ran said: "My legs are clamped."

Zhang Hehuan had no choice but to get into the car first, reach out to touch An Ran's thighs, the hand was smooth, warm and soft, and the touch was good, but now is not the time to feel it.

An Ran said: "Left leg, why are you touching my right leg?" Zhang Hehuan touched her left leg again. The texture of this skin is really good, enjoy it.

An Ran was both ashamed and anxious: "The calf is not the thigh!"

Zhang Hehuan touched her down, feeling that she didn't feel the blood. She touched An Ran's shoes and grabbed her shoes and asked her to try to take her feet out of the shoes.

Anran tried it and successfully took off her left foot from her shoes. At this time, a squeaking sound came from the top of her head. The roof of the car had been deformed and was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Hehuan secretly screamed that something was wrong, so he raised his foot and kicked the passenger's car door hard. He kicked the door open. He crawled out of the car, and An Ran followed his butt and crawled out.

As soon as he climbed out of the car, the billboard sank like a mountain pressing down. Zhang Hehuan saw something wrong and was about to call for time to pause. At this time, a strong wind blew, and the billboard was actually lifted up.

The opportunity was not missed. Zhang Hehuan pulled An Ran and ran out desperately. The two of them had just run out of the coverage of the billboard. The billboard that was tilted by the strong wind was swayed 60 degrees and pressed down again, completely flattening the Porsche, and the broken glass flew everywhere.

Zhang Hehuan hugged Anran in his arms, protected her delicate body with both hands, and countless glass debris poured on him like rain.

An Ran hugged Zhang Hehuan tightly. Although she didn't cry, her body couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Hehuan stroked her hair and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Zhang Hehuan protected An Ran and came to the radio communication room. Only then did An Ran see that Zhang Hehuan's body was covered with glass residue. If he hadn't been protecting him just now, his face would have been scratched by broken glass. Now she only had two non-heavy scratches on the back of her hand. Zhang Hehuan would not be so lucky. She had scratched many parts on her body and face, and the blood had not stopped.
Chapter completed!