Rebellious Game C28.1

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Chp28. part1

I’m Just Here to Make Up the Numbers

The car emerged from the tunnel and took a side road, driving for an hour without incident.

Bored, Lin Qin took out his phone, intending to kill time with a match-three game.

Suddenly, the system pushed a new video. The headline read: “Tunnel Explosion Caused by Fire in Truck Carrying Butter and Flour—11 Dead, 3 Injured!”

Lin Qin: “…”

How should he put it? Suddenly, he didn’t even feel like being in a car anymore.

Noticing the change in her boss’s expression, Yun Xin casually mentioned, “If we can’t even hire a car, we’ll just have to walk.”

Lin Qin looked at Yun Xin in horror, as if to ask—What kind of nonsense are you spouting?

Yun Xin met his gaze innocently. “If you’re not even willing to walk to see her, how can you still claim you love her?”

Lin Qin was stunned. Willing to walk just to see an idol? Isn’t that love a bit too heavy?

Brother Zhao asked softly, “So, are you planning to walk?”

Walk? Walk what? We’re taking the car! Lin Qin grumbled inwardly. A bunch of resentful employees… I think you’re all trying to murder your boss.

Because they took the long route, the group spent a full six days reaching their destination—one day more than expected. By the time they arrived at the next city on the concert tour, Lin Qin felt like he was on his last legs.

Brother Zhao pulled out the tickets and checked them. “The concert officially starts at 7 PM tonight.”

Lin Qin instantly sprang to life. “Where’s the stuff?”

“It was shipped here,” Brother Zhao replied. “It was originally sent to the previous city, but once we knew we couldn’t make that show, I had it forwarded here.”

“Nice work!” Lin Qin rushed off to unbox the package.

“What’s in there?” Yun Xin asked, curious.

Brother Zhao’s face fell. “You don’t want to know.”

That only made Yun Xin more curious.

A moment later, Lin Qin returned, cradling the box. He kept a single glow stick for himself, then shoved a fan light board into Yun Xin’s and Brother Zhao’s hands. The boards read: “Teacher Kailin, I Love You!” and “Teacher Kailin Is the Best!”

Throughout their journey, Yun Xin had never flinched, no matter what happened. But at this moment, she couldn’t help but take a step back, her expression one of pure resistance.

“What are you staring at? Take it!” Lin Qin urged.

“Whoever loves Kailin can hold it,” Yun Xin said, hiding her hands behind her back.

“I’m the boss!” Lin Qin declared righteously. “The boss can demand his employees hold his light boards and express his love for him.”

So this is the real reason he started a company just to form a fan group? Yun Xin thought. He was too embarrassed to hold the signs himself, yet insisted on expressing his love for his idol. His compromise? Hire employees to do it for him. After all, he was paying them.

“I’m not doing it,” Yun Xin said, showing a rare streak of stubbornness. “Can’t you express your love more subtly?”

“What if she doesn’t get the hint if I’m too subtle!” Lin Qin refused to back down.

“Then hold it yourself,” Yun Xin countered.

“I won’t,” Lin Qin replied.

The situation reached a stalemate.

Brother Zhao sighed and reluctantly held out his hand. “I’ll do it. I’ll hold them all, alright?”

Lin Qin watched as Brother Zhao placed one sign on his lap and raised another over his head. Only then did he grudgingly agree.

Lately, Lin Qin had been walking on eggshells around Yun Xin, to the point where he now felt strangely subordinate to her and dared not push his luck too far.

“At least you can wave a glow stick, right?” Lin Qin tried again, attempting to stuff a glow stick into Yun Xin’s hand.

“Fine,” Yun Xin agreed, giving the glow stick a sharp flick.

Lin Qin watched her, feeling that something was terribly off. The way she held it… she looked like she was about to go out and start a street fight with it.

“Even though there are only three of us, we can still put on a show for thirty! We have to make sure our idol feels our passion and love!” Lin Qin kept insisting before they left for the stadium.

Yun Xin’s expression clearly said, I’m just here to fill a seat.

Brother Zhao, holding the light-up sign, looked utterly indifferent. It seemed he was about to say, If you’re so demanding, why don’t you go by yourself?

Lin Qin shut his mouth, feeling a bit sheepish.

As they got into the car, he wondered, How did I end up like this? I’m the boss!

Unfortunately, his reliable secretary and Lu Lei were both out on medical leave. Now, the only people left by his side were Yun Xin and Brother Zhao.

Forget about them taking his orders—it would be a miracle if they didn’t start bossing him around.

Whatever, Lin Qin consoled himself. At least we’re going to the venue. I’ll get to see Kailin in person any minute now.

With that thought, his excitement returned.

At the stadium entrance, fans formed long queues, waiting for their tickets to be checked.

Lin Qin, now in high spirits, became noticeably more talkative. “I managed to get VIP tickets, which guarantee front-row seats. Everyone else just has general admission, so it’s first-come, first-served for the best spots. If they arrive late and the front rows are all taken, they’ll be stuck in the middle or back.”

Yun Xin and Brother Zhao remained completely unresponsive.

The fans nearby, however, cast envious glances his way upon hearing he had a VIP ticket.

The rest of the crowd, holding ordinary admission tickets, had arrived at the stadium as early as noon to queue. Their goal was simple: get inside as quickly as possible and snag the best seats.

Lin Qin, ticket in hand, was buzzing with excitement. He couldn’t wait to get in.

At 4:00 PM, the two side gates to the right of the stadium’s main entrance opened first. Staff emerged and began checking tickets.

The fans waiting at the other gates grew increasingly anxious.

For some reason, there were very few ticket checkers on duty that day. This caused a massive bottleneck, leaving a huge crowd stranded outside the stadium.

Just before 6:00 PM, music started playing from inside. The fans, thinking the show had already begun, grew even more desperate. The crowd began to surge.

“Charge!” someone shouted.

The people in the back started pushing forward recklessly.

Those in the front were trapped—unable to move forward and with no way to retreat.

Gradually, shorter fans began to struggle for breath. Their vision blurred as they teetered on the edge of consciousness. Worse still, with people pressing in from both front and back, they had nowhere to escape. They could only be tossed about, swept along by the churning crowd.

From the very beginning, Yun Xin had warned, “Since the seats are reserved, don’t fight the crowd. Just wait for them to get in before we go to the ticket check.”

But Lin Qin was too excited. He rushed into the line, completely ignoring Yun Xin’s warning.

When the crowd surged, Lin Qin was unfortunately swept up in the crush.

“Don’t push!” he shouted. “I can’t breathe!”

But the people behind him didn’t budge, and the crushing pressure showed no sign of easing. Some people were even climbing onto others’ backs, stepping on their shoulders to push forward.

The scene was pure chaos.

Yun Xin watched from the side. Gray, dark gray, and deep black mists swirled together, making it nearly impossible for her to see the death countdowns that occasionally flashed in the crowd.

Yun Xin sighed, took out her phone, and dialed a familiar number. “Hello? Police station?”

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Qin felt someone step on his foot. In the panic, it seemed a short woman had fallen.

He grew even more terrified and roared again, “Calm down, everyone! We’re going to get hurt if this keeps up!”

But no one listened.

Lin Qin was trapped in the throng, shoved this way and that.

Finally, he felt a wave of despair. Could it be? He had survived the plane crash, escaped the train disaster, and avoided the tunnel explosion, only to die at the entrance of a stadium?

Just then, a pair of large hands wrapped around his waist and lifted him off the ground.

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