After the radio said the exam information, he died and the car was silent.

All the big treasures and reassurances have become dreams in the face of "gypsy".

Everyone was confused for a moment and collapsed into their seats.

The minibus instantly turned into a hearse, dragging a few cool people.

Waking up to sleep is annoying enough, or being awakened by such bad things. You Huo was about to sit up straight when he saw someone walking towards him through the cracks of his eyes.

He immediately closed his eyes and pretended to have died of sleep.

The minibus is like a cloud, without any bumps.

The footsteps stopped beside him, and a piece of the back of the chair that You Huo was piling behind his head collapsed. Then, his headphone cable was pulled a few times.

“…”

You Huo pretended to be asleep with a cold face.

The headphone cable was pulled a few times, and the earlobes were moving.

“…”

You Huo continued to pretend to be dead.

"There is no signal, what kind of headphones are stuffed? Stop installing them." A familiar voice of dragging the cavity and tone sounded.

“…”

You Huo really can't hold on.

He half opened his eyes, his eyes swept out from the end of his eyes, and looked at the hand on the headphones: "Is there anything wrong?"

After asking this, he looked up at the person standing.

From expression to tone, the arrogant mood of "far or not" is fully expressed.

Qin Jue withdrew his hand to pull the headphone cable and put it on the back of the front seat.

He pointed to the seat beside Youhuo with his chin and said with a smile: "Your backpack? Please give it a seat."

“It doesn’t want to.”

You Huo finished speaking expressionlessly, stuffed his headphones tightly, and closed his eyes again.

Within two seconds, the annoying hand came again and took off his headphones directly.

I felt a little itchy when my fingers rubbed my earlobes.

You Huo raised his hand and pinched the earrings, frowned and opened his eyes: "What else is there?"

"If it really doesn't want to, I have to do it myself." Qin Jue smiled and picked up the black bag, weighed the portion lightly, and then put it on the luggage rack above You Huo's head.

You Huo stared at him: "Can you change to an empty seat?"

Qin Jue: "I'm afraid not. There are nine seats in the whole car, and you occupy seven of them. If I don't sit here, I have to tie the driver. It's hard for you to say, but others shouldn't want me to do that."

Youhuo: "..."

He never counted the seats when he got in the car. Who would have thought that a broken car would be so tight?

Qin Jue sat down beside him.

The man looked tall and thin in a coat, but when he got close, he could feel that his figure should be tall and sharp, and he could feel his hard arms and body temperature through the fabric.

Fortunately, there are not many seats in the car and there is a large space in the front and rear rows, otherwise the legs of these two people would have nowhere to be placed.

But even so, the knees are inevitably touched.

You Huo wanted to stretch his legs straight, but that would kick the person in the front seat.

And at this time, it seems that whoever gets out of the way first will be at a disadvantage. You Huo thought about it, but simply gave up and pressed heavily on Qin Jue's knees.

He raised his collar and was about to sleep with his eyes closed, and then he heard Qin Jue mutter in a low voice: "Gypsy, that's OK."

You Huo woke up: "Isn't this the subject you chose?"

Qin Jue glanced at him and made a lazy crack in his fingers: "I have a little bit of injustice to say that."

You're so wronged.

You Huo looked at him coldly.

"Look at the person you choose." Qin Jue pointed to the place where Mike sat, "As far as I know, this candidate has a very colorful life experience. He mixed four kinds of blood in the United States, France, Russia and Spain, and then grew like this."

Youhuo: "..."

"Sorry, I accidentally became a little aggressive." Qin Jue didn't seem to be sorry at all.

You Huo: "You have information about candidates?"

"You guess?" Qin Jue's voice was low, and even with a tone, it sounded nice.

You Huo sneered coldly.

Since he could bring people to this ghost place, he believed that the examination system should have complete information. How much do the invigilators know?

When You Huo recalled their previous performance, he felt that there should not be much.

The invigilator is also bound by regulations. Perhaps... they want to know the specific information of the candidates, so they also need to go through a process of obtaining them? And that process should not be simple.

Otherwise, he will be the first one to investigate.

Qin Zuo held his head, looked at him with dark eyes for a while and said, "Don't worry, generally speaking, I have no interest in the information of the candidates."

You Huo said "Oh", extremely perfunctory.

"Anyway, it's not uncommon for you to have such a treasure in the team," said Qin Jue.

You Huo didn't know what was behind the so-called examination system, but he felt that he had a tricky and weird temper. In order to avoid all the "native language" of their group, it seemed reasonable to create a "gypsy" in a bend.

Since he found the reason, he did not give the pot to Qin Jue again.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since I got in the car just now, Qin Jue showed a little unhappy.

You Huo looked at the invigilator who was drooping his eyes...

Maybe it was because the snow outside the car was too bright, and his eyes hurt again, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He rubbed his headphones twice, then put his headphones on and continued to sleep in silence.

...

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The car drove for ten minutes and suddenly bumped on the side of the road.

The depressed candidates were shocked and realized that the scene outside the car had changed.

The snow fog in the sky has disappeared, and there is a winding mountain road in front of you.

The road conditions were not good, and after the car drove up, it kept getting stuck, with solidified mud everywhere, and gravel.

The road is still very narrow. If both sides know how to drive, they have to move in one gear and move over little by little.

The grass and trees grow at the foot of the mountain, and the depth cannot be seen at a glance. If you roll down, it is likely that the corpse will remain.

In this way, the broken mini-Pakistan is still very unrestrained.

Halfway through, the driver released one hand and twisted the radio knob. The radio in the car rang a few times, jumped to a certain frequency band, sang old songs, and occasionally interspersed with a traffic prompt saying that there was a landslide on some sections of a certain mountain road and it was unpassable.

In the broadcast room, a warning sign appeared in front of the car.

In front of the warning sign was a large piece of rock and a tree that was falling horizontally, so the normal car obviously couldn't get past it.

But the driver actually ignored the warning sign completely and drove the broken car and staggered twice.

Everyone exclaimed, and when they fell back to their seats, the car had already passed through the landslide section and continued to drive into the deep mountains.

·

Since entering the depths, the sky suddenly became gloomy.

There was heating in the car, but everyone still shivered unconsciously.

When you came out from the other side of Panshan Road, there was an old street sign on the side of the road, marked with the road number.

Old Yu wrapped his clothes tightly and hugged in his seat, muttering at the number: "This road seems to be close to the border..."

"I really want to go out?" Yu Wen's eyes widened.

Lao Yu: "I don't know."

Yu Wen shrank his neck and stared at the outside of the car in a hurry: "Can the border run around?"

While speaking, the minibus made a big turn and got into the forest on the side of the road.

Everyone was confused by this unpredictable route. I want to ask, the driver is a mute again.

Another 10 minutes passed.

The car got out of the forest and braked suddenly on the side of the mud road.

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To be continued...