An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 60 Traffic Accident?

what's the situation?

Traffic accident? ? ?

That person was probably a doctor, and he hung up the phone hastily after speaking, without leaving Hao Yun any time to think, so that he didn't even have a chance to ask what the accident was.

Speaking of which, why didn't you call her family?

And why does this guy have his own phone number in his phone?

What made him even more curious was, what exactly was this guy's note on his phone...

At this moment, Hao Yun was full of doubts in his heart.

He clearly remembered that he neither left his mobile phone number on WeChat, nor gave her his own mobile phone number.

However, now is obviously not the time to worry about these things, after all, people are still lying in the hospital.

Even if there is something wrong with this person, we are all classmates after all.

Without hesitation, Hao Yun immediately pulled Zhu Kening who was sitting next to him, and said with a serious face.

"Xu Xiaoruan was in a car accident!"

"...car? What? Car accident?"

Zhu Kening was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes widened instantly.

"How could there be a car accident?! Shouldn't she be preparing for the show backstage?"

Hao Yun: "How the hell do you know, anyway, people are lying in the hospital now! Regardless of whether it's true or not, who would joke about such a thing?"

Gritting his teeth, Zhu Kening stood up from the chair.

"I went to the hospital with the party secretary...Xiao Tongtong is her roommate, it should be more convenient to take care of her."

"Also, you should send a message to the instructor and find a way to contact her parents."

This guy still has a bit of conscience, and he didn't continue to entangle with the show at this juncture.

Hao Yun nodded and stood up too.

"No problem, I'll go with you—"

However, before his ass left the chair, Lao Zhu pushed him back with one hand.

"You stay here! I'll just go with the party secretary!"

"But--"

"Program!" Zhu Kening patted Hao Yun's shoulder heavily with an expression that looked much worse than crying, "It's fine to deal with it casually, the honor of our class... I'll leave it to you!"

"???"

After all, he didn't give Hao Yun a chance to react, so he got up and rushed out.

Looking at the back figure that disappeared into the crowd in a flash, Hao Yun at this moment couldn't say a word except for a shit.

What's the matter?

Watching the performance that was about to end, Hao Yun gritted his teeth, sent a text message to the instructor, turned off the phone screen and stood up from the chair.

It doesn't matter whether he is a mission or not, and he didn't have much hope from the beginning.

However, Zhu Kening asked him so much, and he was really embarrassed to do nothing.

At least before the show begins to announce the curtain, find the organizer of the show to explain the situation.

At the same time, just as Hao Yun got up and went to the backstage of the gymnasium, a girl with ponytails and white T-shirts happened to walk to the side where he got up and left.

"……Huh?"

Humming slightly, Lin Mengmeng looked around with a strange expression, and muttered.

"Didn't you still be here just now? Where did you go?"

I heard that the freshmen of the 18th grade of Soft Workers are all sitting here. After watching her best friend's performance, she decided on a whim to say hello to Hao Yun before going back to the dormitory.

However, to her surprise, she had walked around the area twice, but she still didn't see Hao Yun.

"Shouldn't you be going back?"

Originally, he planned to scare him behind his back, but now it seems that he has no chance.

Unconsciously pouted, Lin Mengmeng took out his mobile phone, edited a message and sent it to Hao Yun.

【Didn't you come to the show? Why didn't I see you? 0.0】

Five seconds passed.

And no message came back.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Lin Mengmeng was inexplicably agitated, stood on tiptoe and looked around, but there were too many people here, and at a glance, they were all heads, and nothing could be seen.

However, at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing through the crowd and walking towards the backstage of the gymnasium.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of Lin Mengmeng's mouth curled up a bit cunningly.

"Hmph, I found it!"

Wait!

Let you not reply to Benguliang's WeChat account!

The so-called evil is born on the side of the gall, thinking that this guy never replied to him in a second, and he always replied in the first time every time, the more Lin Mengmeng thought about it, the more angry he became.

She has already made up her mind, and she will go to the backstage entrance of the gymnasium to lie in ambush in a while, and when someone comes out from inside, she will go up with a "owwow", and she must scare him half to death!

Just as Lin Mengmeng tried his best to pass through the crowd and chase towards the backstage of the gymnasium, the host's voice sounded from the stage of the gymnasium at the same time.

"Next, I invite Xu Xiaoruan, a student from Class 18 of Xinli, to play for us—"

"Spring on the Rhine!"

"Let's applaud!"

...

Clap clap! ! !

There was deafening applause outside the stadium.

Hearing the indistinct voice of the host, Hao Yun's heart tensed up.

Knowing that there was not much time left for him, he obviously quickened his pace after passing through the back door of the gymnasium.

Finally arrived at the backstage corridor, Hao Yun vaguely heard the sound of superiors reprimanding subordinates from the lounge, so he ran towards the door at the end of the corridor at a speed of 100 meters.

"What did you do! The show is about to start, and no one is there yet!"

"I have already contacted the monitor of Soft Worker Class 1801, but he hasn't responded to my message until now..."

"Are you a pig! What did I tell you during the meeting? I told you repeatedly that you must call all the people who are on the show to gather here, but do you think there is anyone here now?"

"How about... let's go straight to the next show?"

"What the hell do you really think?! The host even announced the show, lifted the piano up, and changed the show temporarily? Tell the school leaders and the students in the whole school, what do you think of the work of our student union!"

It can be regarded as rushing to the door.

Just when the president of the student union was reprimanding the head of the propaganda department, Hao Yun went up and pushed open the door and rushed into the lounge.

Facing Hao Yun who suddenly barged in, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

"That, I am..."

Holding the door frame with his right hand, Hao Yun spoke heavily, but before finishing half a sentence, he was interrupted by the president of the student union who came back to his senses.

"Which class are you in?"

"Soft worker new calendar level 18, I'm here to—"

He didn't intend to listen to the second half of the sentence at all. After confirming Hao Yun's class, the president of the student union immediately grabbed his arm as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and stood in front of the head of the propaganda department. He pushed him towards the entrance of the stage like a duck on a shelf.

"Brother, you are here! The show has started for thirty seconds!"

"No, I'm here to tell you—"

"Don't be a mother-in-law, hurry up! Everyone is waiting for you! Do you know how many people's time you have wasted?!"

Fuck?

You guys don't bother to push me, just listen to me!

Dumbfounded at the two people who carried him to the stage, Hao Yun picked up a mask from a cardboard box next to him in desperation, and put it on his face before being pushed onto the stage.

If he remembered correctly, this should be a performance prop of the Drama Department—the mask belonging to the dragon knight Serek in "Oracle", which can bring infinite courage to the wearer.

As for whether this counterfeit can really give the wearer courage, Hao Yun doesn't know, because he has neither played the national rpg online game nor knows anything about the plot of the game.

Looking at the illuminated door in front of him and the piano in the center of the stage, Hao Yun, whose eyes were too dizzy to open, knew that it was too late for him to explain...