Chapter 882

The place where Li Qinian went is the East District!

"Really... All buried?"

The female teacher was supported by two students so that she wouldn't sit on the ground.

"What happened?"

When the man saw her abnormal reaction, he asked uneasily.

The female teacher moved her upper and lower lips, but she couldn't speak.

"This afternoon, some of our classmates set out for the east side."

Another classmate spoke for her.

"What?!"

The man obviously couldn't believe it. Recalling the tragedy in the Eastern District, he couldn't bear it, but he had to speak.

"When we left, we looked back specially. The roads over there were indeed buried by soil..."

If those people were really in the east side, I'm afraid they would have been in danger.

When the female teacher heard this, she almost stopped breathing. Her eyes were red and she shook her head and said:

"What if they just run away... No, I can't give up. If they are still alive, they must still be waiting for our rescue."

Other people's hearts are not the taste. People who were alive yesterday may die at this time, and no one is willing to accept it:

"The camp is remote and there are no professional rescue workers. Even if you want to save them, you are powerless."

"Yes, we have no rescue tools and are not familiar with the terrain. It's too difficult to save people."

The female teacher was not persuaded:

"But now the mobile phone has no signal at all and can't contact the outside world. No one knows how long the signal will recover and how long the outside rescue will arrive here. We have food and can afford to wait, but they can't..."

"Oh, you..."

Others understand her mood, but they don't know how to comfort her.

"Forget it, I'll go with you tomorrow."

The man who started talking suddenly opened his mouth.

"These children look young. You should be teachers and students who come out of summer camp?"

People's hearts are flesh long. He can't watch these young children lose their lives, but he is indifferent and stands idly by.

The female teacher looked at him gratefully: "yes, I'm the teacher of a university. They are the freshmen of a university."

Hearing the words of freshman a, the blue shirt man sitting behind the crowd glanced here.

"A big?" the man was surprised. "Are you from Jiangcheng?"

"That's right!" the female teacher nodded. "Are you from Jiangcheng, too?"

Man: "it's a coincidence that I can meet my fellow villagers here!"

The relationship between the two parties immediately became much closer.

When I met a fellow countryman, the female teacher's panic subsided a little and took the initiative to explain what happened:

"Our college is quite special. It organizes freshmen to take on-site photos every year, but I didn't expect to encounter this thing this year..."

"I see you have brought a lot of equipment, like binoculars?" the man recalled yesterday and wondered, "what college are you?"

Female teacher: "College of astronomy."

"Astronomy? That's really special..."

Before the man finished, he was pushed away by people. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground!

He turned his head angrily, ready to scold the people who pushed him, but he didn't expect to see a blue figure!

"President?!"

He watched MO forget to go back to the female teacher and grabbed her collar. His face was gloomy as he had never seen before.

"Freshmen of Astronomy Department of university a?"

He was almost word by word, with the anger of the wind and rain. When he listened carefully, he could still hear the click of his phalanx.