2-1. Without more ado, I crept/crawled up to the tour bus, and felt much more cool certainly.
An announcer in the trumpet was haranguing about Ma Jiajue. In substance, the contents were as following: he looked pleasure/rejoicing and gold as the most essential/vital thing, and he did not know love and true affections were the most precious thing to cherish in one's life until the time of absconding.
2-2 Whereas, that time was too late. As folks and intimate friends treated him very genially and cordially, he was habituated to accept the love. However he totally not know how he impose/bestow his own love to others. Naturally he was still so when he entered the university, and he was still introversed and not sociable. When the dullness of emotion accumulated to some extent, it, like hot volcano magma, exploded out cutthroatly.
2-3 And the announcer espanded the topic of incident and said:" In Edinburg, Britain, an insane man killed 5,6 students of kindergarten, by tommy/cubmachine gun. But the goverment blockaded the news , and interdicted mass media to interview the litigant which ,if do otherwise, would be fiercely punished by the laws". Of course, I naturally felt this man incarnated humanitarianism much more than Ma Jiajue.