Hush!don't open the door for him

Chapter 135 Problems in Broadcasting

The bus shook violently while driving.

Holding the railing, Fang Yin nodded to Qin Pinggui, and then his eyes fell on the girl in the last row.

The little girl was like an ostrich who was deceiving her ears and stealing her bell, wishing she could bury her head under her own knees.

She sat there quietly, without any unusual movements for a while, so Fang Yin looked away and focused on the environment of the bus.

129 bus.

The layout of the car is no different from that of an ordinary bus.

For a while, Fang Yin couldn't see the problem of this illusion.

"How is it?" Fang Yin asked Qin Pinggui in a low voice.

Then the bus slammed to the brakes suddenly, the young man was bumped and staggered, and fell straight into Qin Pinggui's arms.

"I haven't found anything for the time being." Qin Pinggui held the lever with one hand to stabilize his figure, and wrapped the other around the young man's waist, tightening his soft waist to fix the man into his arms, and then used the inertia of the vehicle to lead the man into another. Location.

Fang Yin was imprisoned between Qin Pinggui and the handrail. The man used his body to prop up a small, fairly spacious space for him, and leaned against the handrail behind his back so that he would not be thrown around.

This plot often appears in various idol dramas or novels, but in fact it is somewhat embarrassing to do it in a real environment.

Because Fang Yin clearly felt that the people around him seemed to be looking at them, and there was a bit of inquiry in the eyes.

Fang Yin blushed, covered his face with a suppressed smile and lowered his head.

What happened to Qin Pinggui?During the few days he was away, did this man come into contact with some strange literature?

He clearly remembered that he was not like this before.

"What's wrong?" Qin Pinggui didn't understand why the young man suddenly laughed, and asked him with downcast eyes.

"Hmm..." Fang Yin tried his best to speak with a smile, "The action is a bit big, and everyone is looking at us."

Qin Ping Guiwen turned his head and looked around for a week. After those people met his gaze, they all turned their faces in other directions as if to cover up.Don't look at Qin Pinggui.

After all, peeking at things like being caught is also embarrassing.

"It's okay." Qin Pinggui looked around, with a sullen face, and his tone was indifferent, "Anyway, it's in the illusion."

... It makes sense.

Fang Yin raised his head with a smile and looked at Qin Pinggui, and found that the man was not as confident as he said, his eyes were a little cramped, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

The two looked at each other and laughed uncontrollably.

"You are welcome to take the No. 129 bus. This bus is bound for Mishazi Ecological Park from Qiushan Avenue. Please stand firm and support the bus. This bus stops at [-] stops, including the starting station and the terminal station. At each stop Among the people who get on the bus, exactly one will get off at each station in the future, so that every passenger has a seat during the driving process, how many seats should the car have at least for the passengers?"

After a "ding" sound, the radio in the bus rang, which was a very common broadcast at first.Neither Fang Yin nor Qin Pinggui paid much attention to it, but halfway through the broadcast, the content began to change sharply, from a bus broadcast to a math problem.

At first, Fang Yin just listened to the beginning and thought he was hallucinating.

After discovering that Qin Pinggui was also listening attentively, with a strange expression on his face, he realized that the outrageous content of the broadcast was not something wrong with his ears, but that the content of the broadcast was indeed like this.

A look of bewilderment flashed across Fang Yin's face. The bus was very noisy, and before he had time to hear each sentence clearly, the broadcast ended in a hurry, and he only had time to capture a few key words.

But relying on this information is definitely not enough to understand a math problem. If there is a vague prerequisite in the problem, it is difficult to solve the puzzle, not to mention that he missed more than one sentence.

Fang Yin was a little at a loss.

But soon the broadcast rang again, this time it was an English version, but luckily the content was pretty much the same as the previous one.Fang Yin can understand the specific meaning with a simple translation.

After the English version was finished, the broadcast stopped, leaving Fang Yin and Qin Pinggui alone to look at each other.

"You, do you hear clearly?" Qin Pinggui looked at the young man hopefully and asked.

Fang Yin nodded: "I heard it clearly, but I just don't know what to do."

No one knew what the abrupt broadcast meant.

Fang Yin looked at the reactions of the people around him, and found that everyone's reactions were very flat, what should they do, as if they were not aware of the abnormality of the broadcast.

It's as if this kind of thing should be broadcast on the bus, without any fuss.

Fang Yin got out from under Qin Pinggui's arms, staggered to a boy who looked very well-behaved and easy to talk, poked his arm and asked, "Excuse me, do you have any?" Can you hear clearly what the radio said about our next stop?"

The boy stared at Fang Yin and blinked. Seeing his lips opening and closing, he realized that Fang Yin was talking to him. He raised his hand and took off the Bluetooth headset, wondering: "What did you say?"

...well I know you don't know anymore.

Fang Yin smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Turning his gaze to another aunt, he walked over staggeringly: "Hello! Where is the next stop? I didn't hear the broadcast just now."

"Ah, the next stop is Qingguang Middle School." The aunt looked up at him with great enthusiasm, "Young man is so handsome...do you have a date?"

"Yes, yes." Fang Yin nodded perfunctorily, and then repeatedly confirmed: "Did the broadcast say Qingguang Middle School?"

"Yes, you don't believe Auntie? I just listened to it, Qingguang Middle School, it can't be wrong. The young man is looking for a girlfriend?" The aunt waved her hand and asked with a smile.

Fang Yin smiled, dropped the word "boyfriend" and staggered back to Qin Pinggui's side without caring about the aunt's reaction or expression.

"How is it?" Qin Pinggui reached out to pick up the young man, pulled him back to that stable position, and asked.

Fang Yin glanced at the front of the bus, then looked at Qin Pinggui and said, "What they heard was that the next stop was going to Qingguang Middle School. The broadcast we heard didn't have this information at all, it was just a question. The two of us It's not the same as what these people hear. It should be normal broadcast content in their ears."

Qin Pinggui nodded slightly, and said, "The title is a reminder."

"Yes." Fang Yin said, "I don't know how to use it yet, but anyway, let's solve it first. This is a math problem, and the final answer should be a clear number. It may be used later."

As Fang Yin said this, he went through the question quickly in his mind, squinted his eyes, and said, "Uh...the answer is 56."

I just don't know what that number does yet.

Qin Pinggui's eyes widened in astonishment, watching the young man figure out the answer in less than a minute, basically reading the question and then solving it.

"Is this also a magic strategy?" Qin Pinggui asked in a low voice.

Fang Yin gave a hesitant "hmm" and said, "Yes and no. This question is not difficult. I can figure it out normally. It's just that with the blessing of magic tricks, it may be faster?"

Is it not difficult?But it sounds complicated.Qin Pinggui's expression was unusually puzzled, and he looked a little cute.

Fang Yin's eyes scanned the bus again and again, but he still couldn't find a place where the number 56 could be used.until the radio rang again.

"The bus is about to arrive, Qingguang Middle School. Passengers who get off the bus, please get off through the back door..." This time there was nothing wrong with it, it was a normal bus announcement.

Fang Yin looked out of the window from a distance, saw the bus stop sign in the distance, stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Qin Pinggui's clothes, and said excitedly, "I see, get off the bus. Get off at Qingguang Middle School !"

Before Qin Pinggui could say anything, he saw the young man running to the back door and rang the bell.

The bus stopped steadily.There was no one waiting at the stop sign of Qingguang Middle School.After exiting Qin Pinggui and Fang Yin at this station, no one got off the bus.

As soon as the two of them got off, the door closed with a bang, and the bus that was full of them staggered away again.

Qin Pinggui cast a questioning look on the young man, and Fang Yin took him by the hand and led him to the bus stop sign. Apart from 129, there was only one car on it.

It is No. 56.

"No, bus No. 56." Fang Yin pointed at the stop sign, "The only thing I can think of that has a relationship between the number and the bus is the number of the bus. And put it on the radio, I think it refers to The corresponding No. 56 bus."

Qin Pinggui nodded.

But now they have no goals.

So far, they haven't found the NPC in this illusion.But don't worry, this illusion is just the beginning.

"Why don't you... go to Qingguang Middle School?" Fang Yin touched his chin and thought for a moment, then said.

Since letting them get off here must be directional.

Qin Pinggui has no better idea at the moment, so he can only take one step at a time.

It is said that it is Qingguang Middle School Station, but in fact the school is still some distance away from the stop sign.

The road is full of students in a hurry.Occasionally, one or two little girls can be seen taking a leisurely walk.

"You know what? I just came over there and saw a bus overturned from the bridge."

When they were approaching the school gate, they ran into a young couple meeting head-on.The boy stood there waiting for his girlfriend.

And the girl rushed over, the two hugged each other and exchanged a kiss, and then walked towards Fang Yin's direction stickily arm in arm.

Just on this topic.Fang Yin's ears pricked up, wishing to stick to the girl's mouth and listen to her speech.

"Ah? The baby is not hurt, is it?" the boy asked.

"No, no. I heard people say it's bus No. 129! It's so dangerous. We were going to take that bus to Mishazi Ecological Park. Fortunately, I left a little late!" The girl said with lingering fear.

The boy smiled indulgently, rubbed the back of the girl's head, and said, "Yeah, luckily I missed that trip just now. Baby is really a little lucky star."

The girl was very happy to be praised, she hummed and laughed, and sighed softly: "But the people in the car are not so lucky. I hope no one is injured or injured."

The two of them drifted away, and their conversations could hardly be heard.

Fang Yin turned his head to look at the backs of the young couple, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Route 129. It's the one we got off just now." Qin Pinggui said.

Fang Yin nodded, always feeling that something was wrong.

So the meaning of the number 56 is to guide them to get off at that stop to avoid death?