Chapter 417 Tribute
"Pfft!"

Enron fell into the water.

Baima laughed at Xifeng and was taken aback, jumped off the concrete platform, and grabbed Anran in the water.

Fortunately, the wind stopped and the rain stopped at this time, and the water flow was slow.

Otherwise, he might be powerless.

There were screams in the classroom over there, and everyone looked at this side through the window, unable to control their tears.

Teacher An was stunned, and Teacher Xu's departure was a big blow to him.

Baima laughed at Xifeng and managed to get Anran onto the concrete platform. The platform was only fifty centimeters wide, and he didn't dare to neglect at all.

An Ran, who was lying on it, turned over and would fall down.

Sitting on the concrete platform, Bai Ma laughed at Xifeng, who was exhausted and seemed unable to gather all his strength.

He glanced at An Ran, feeling admiration spontaneously in his heart.

I just participated in the last rescue and failed.

An Ran was alone, rescued four children ahead, and then struggled in the flood for so long...

He touched his head, the mobile phone on his head was still there.

I took it down and saw that the live broadcast was still going on, and I was quite relieved.

He wiped the screen clean and glanced at it.

The audience was all asking what happened to An Ran!
Baima laughed at Xifeng without saying a word, and silently pointed the phone camera at Anran who was lying on the table.

For a moment, no one spoke in the live broadcast room.

It was a haggard, pale face, with sunken cheeks and pale lips. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as pale.

Lying on the table, quietly motionless.

On the shoulders, arms, and chest, blood oozes from the torn clothes, which were scratched by the branches and sundries mixed in when he was fighting the flood.

All the audience covered their mouths, looking at this man who was like a rock when he was strong, but like a child when he was weak.

Baima laughed at Xifeng's hoarse voice, "When we woke up and found that the flash flood broke out, Teacher An was the first to stand up and rescued four children with a single door panel!"

"At that time, he must have been very tired, but he persisted in the rescue and did not give up!"

"In fact, his physical strength has long been exhausted, and it is already a miracle that he can persist until now!"

"Teacher An, Teacher Xu, real stars!"

Baima laughed at Xifeng, choked up when he said this, bit his lip and said, "They are heroes!"

"Hail to the heroes!"

The barrage floated by!

Countless people began to swipe the barrage.

All in one sentence, "Salute to the heroes!"

In the taxi, Tang Ni heard the hostess say in a low voice on the radio: "Mr. An is unconscious, we... salute the hero!"

Tang Ni held the phone, crying uncontrollably, "You must live, you must live!"

The taxi driver wiped away his tears, "Teacher An will definitely survive!"

The students in the classroom couldn't help sobbing when they heard Tang Ni's crying on the phone.

"Sister Tang, Teacher An will be fine. Good people are rewarded with good things. God won't be so discreet. Don't worry, he will be fine!"

Countless people are paying tribute to heroes in their own way.

But Baima laughs that Xifeng has already discovered that Anran's situation is not right.

"Ms. An's face is flushed...he has a fever..."

He touched An Ran's forehead behind him, and the tentacles were hot.

"Teacher Xu...don't go..."

An Ran's babbling in a coma was not loud, but it was transmitted to the ears of every audience in the live broadcast room through the mobile phone.

All the audience trembled in their hearts.

Liu Baoxuan and Director Wen in the broadcast room of the TV station gritted their teeth and held back their tears.

At this time, he is still worried about others.

In the courtyard, Mr. Ding looked at his mobile phone and said to Xiao Chen, "Haven't you gone to Chenzhou?"

"Already gone, arrange for a helicopter to go!"

Old Ding nodded, patted the table and shouted: "Bastard, you must persevere!"

At this time, countless people were worried about An Ran, and there were also countless people who were rushing towards Chenzhou.

The safety of An Ran affects the hearts of countless people.

The first hot search, "Pray for heroes!"

Countless people prayed for safety and left messages below.

Under An Ran's Weibo, countless netizens left messages calling.

"Teacher An, keep going!"

"Salute to Teacher An!"

"Mr. An, you are the most worthy star!"

"Pray for Teacher An!"

"Come on, tell others not to give up, and don't give up yourself!"

"You are my idol!"

"..."

Hundreds of thousands of messages quickly appeared under Enron Weibo.

The safety of An Ran affects everyone's heart.

At this time, Baima Xiaoxifeng was helpless, and the surrounding floods made it impossible to carry out rescue.

An Ran's high fever persisted, she babbled nonsense, and her condition deteriorated rapidly.

After more than an hour, An Ran couldn't speak clearly, and what she kept repeating was "Teacher Xu..."

Afterwards, he was speechless and lay on the platform trembling.

People who saw this scene were extremely worried.

In times of crisis, he fought hard and rescued the students.

But when he was in the most danger, no one could save him.

At this time, everyone can only pray that the rescue team will arrive sooner.

When it was almost noon, the anchor standing on the top floor suddenly cheered.

"Helicopter is coming!"

"Rescuers are coming..."

"Teacher An, Teacher An is saved!"

With the roar of the airflow, the helicopter quickly flew over the flooded school.

At this time, all the anchors and students pointed at the platform together and shouted: "Save Teacher An first..."

The helicopter hovered over the teaching building and flew towards the lonely platform standing in the water.

A ladder hung from the helicopter, and professional rescuers bundled An Ran into a rescue bag.

The moment the operator pulled An Ran into the helicopter through the winch, everyone in the classroom cheered together.

Cheers and screams echoed across the water.

Baima Xiaoxifeng sent the child to the rescuers first, and asked the rescuers to take the child to the helicopter before climbing up the hanging ladder.

After the helicopter picked up the three of them, it flew over the classroom and shouted.

Tell everyone not to worry, other helicopters will come to rescue soon.

Only then did it fly into the distance.

Until then, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

An Ran should be fine, right?

Without wind and rain, the flood quickly receded.

Chenzhou Rescue quickly cleared the road and opened up the road entering Xiaogou Village.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, all the anchors and students in the school were rescued and moved to a safe place.

Everyone who escaped from the sky felt like they had survived a catastrophe.

Especially those students, without An Ran and Xu Xuejun, the consequences would be disastrous.

"I don't know what happened to Teacher An!"

An anchor looked at the school exposed from the flood. The walls from the first floor to the third floor were all muddy colors.

"Let's go see Teacher An!"

"Yes, let's go see Teacher An!"

A group of anchors set off immediately and left the backer village.

When they left, they glanced at this place with great emotion.

Just for one night, they seem to have been here for a century...

(End of this chapter)

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