The TV picture was unbearable to watch.
The first thought that flashed through Dong Qiangqiang's mind was that Chen Yu was in New York now, and then he remembered that today was Tuesday, the day of Chen Yu's interview, but he didn't know where she was interviewing. Chen Yu was in the email The specific address of the company was not mentioned.
An ominous premonition came to Dong Qiangqiang's mind.
He turned around and asked a green-faced brown-haired boy next to him: "Is this New York now? Is this a live broadcast or this morning?"
The boy stared at the picture on the TV screen with a heavy face. After a while, he furrowed his brows and whispered in a sad tone: "Live broadcast."
Intermittent commentary came from the TV. The female host seemed to have a mental breakdown and was crying. Only the male host was still trying to calm down and describe the mess of the scene to the audience.
The TV camera swayed left and right, far and near, and with the noisy background sound, Dong Qiangqiang clearly saw the chaos on the street. People were running away because of fear, with fear and anger engraved on their faces. Some people's faces and clothes were covered with dirt, while some people were already bloody and bloody, and some people just stood there dumbly. He stood there, staring blankly at those who had run away with his big eyes wide open. He didn't know how to run away or call for help. He just stood there silently and helplessly, like a puppet.
The screams of pedestrians, the sound of car horns, the sharp sirens of fire trucks and ambulances, and the debris falling from the sky to the ground from time to time deeply shocked everyone in front of the TV.
The picture on the screen switched from the ground to the sky again. Above the towering building was a large, dark and deep crack, and the billowing smoke coming out of the crack was faintly mixed with the light of fire. Countless fire flakes were blown in all directions by the strong wind outside the high-rise building, flickering in the thick smoke.
Just when Dong Qiangqiang was concentrating on the picture, he saw a black shadow flashing quickly near the thick smoke.
He froze.
More figures flashed past the camera, and Dong Qiangqiang heard an exclamation in his ears.
He finally saw those dark figures clearly, it was someone jumping off the building.
This scene is so horrifying! Dong Qiangqiang has never seen such a terrifying thing in his life. It is more terrifying and shocking than any horror movie.
Because it's true!
Dong Qiangqiang felt a tightness in his chest. He wanted to turn around and not look at those disgusting shots, but he couldn't restrain his strong curiosity and finally did not turn around.
The scene switched back to the ground again, and fire trucks with flashing lights were seen rushing toward the disaster site from all directions. People spontaneously hid on both sides of the road to open up life-saving passages. Only then did Dong Qiangqiang see the address in the subtitles at the bottom of the screen: The Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York.
He wanted to call Chen Yu and ask her where she was, but when he took out his mobile phone, he remembered that the other party's number was still in his mailbox and had not been stored in his mobile phone.
He had the intention to go to the computer room of the library to check the phone number online, but he was worried about missing any details. He stared at the ruins on the TV longingly, his feet as if they were filled with lead and it was difficult to move.
Just when he finally made up his mind to go to the library to check his cell phone number immediately, he heard another commotion from the crowd behind him, and then someone exclaimed: "Look, another fight."
Dong Qiangqiang turned around and looked up in shock. On the screen, he saw a gray-black plane swooping towards the other side of the Twin Towers. Although there was no sound of any planes on the TV, everyone's hearts were tugged at the same time.
The plane completely submerged into the building, and in the blink of an eye, thick smoke mixed with fire appeared from the place where the plane disappeared. The smoke became thicker and thicker, rising higher and higher. When the TV camera zoomed out, everyone present could clearly see that the towering Twin Towers had become scarred, and the two black smoke strips were like the poisonous gas spewed by two evil dragons, which only made people I feel chills running down my spine, shocking.
Just when everyone was sighing, an even more shocking news came on the TV: It was said that there were several other "situated" planes in the sky...
Dong Qiangqiang had no intention of looking down at this time and ran towards the library.
But before he could run out of the cafeteria, more students had already rushed over, and the originally spacious doorway suddenly became overcrowded.
He struggled to block left and right before fighting his way through the crowd.
When he stumbled into the computer room of the library, there was no one in the several hundred square meters of computer room. He typed his username and password on the keyboard tremblingly, but because of trembling hands, he entered the wrong names twice in a row.
Even he was surprised. He didn't panic when facing a wild boar one-on-one. Why was he so confused now? What about the promise of "being calm when facing big events"? Where did he go when he was calm and calm in times of crisis?
He finally understood that nothing in the past could scare him because he was always the one facing difficulties. He had the confidence and ability to handle it well, but this time he really panicked because the injured person was not him.
He held his right wrist firmly with his left hand and mechanically pressed the letters and numbers on the keyboard. Finally, he entered the mailbox and got Chen Yu's number.
He quickly entered all the numbers, pressed the "dial" button, and immediately ran towards the library.
The door of the library was already full of students, and even the university's security personnel rushed over after hearing the news, maintaining order while urging the agitated people to leave.
Dong Qiangqiang tried his best to pass through the crowd again and enter the canteen.
His phone kept waiting for a pick-up tone, but there was no one there.
The TV screen showed another scene at this time. Seeing this, Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly grabbed a staff member beside him and asked: "What happened to the two buildings that were hit just now? The firefighters have controlled the fire in the building." Are you in love?"
"They collapsed, they all collapsed." The staff member quickly replied with a dull expression, then left Dong Qiangqiang there alone, turned around and left.
"Everything collapsed?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't believe his ears. "Shouldn't such a tall building be built to be strong? How could it just collapse?"
No one paid attention to his question because no one could answer it and everyone was confused.
Dong Qiangqiang stared blankly at the scene on the TV, but the dialing process on his cell phone suddenly disconnected. He could only run out of the cafeteria again, stand on the open grass, frantically dialing Chen Yu's mobile phone over and over again, praying that Chen Yu could pick up the phone safely, smiling and saying to himself, "I haven't received your call for a long time." Okay, are you okay?"
But her phone never got through.
The sun was shining brightly above his head, but Dong Qiangqiang felt as cold as if he was in an ice cellar.
Many years later, Dong Qiangqiang would re-experience the scene in his dreams from time to time. He often imagines that if he had called Chen Yu as soon as he received the email, would the final result have been different? If he objects to the other party going to the interview, will Chen Yu survive? But what reason can he use to object to the interview? He didn't know and couldn't figure it out. But he knew one thing, he had missed his last chance.
A chance to tell Chen Yu personally to take care and say goodbye.
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