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Chapter 18
Halfway through the journey, things began to change. The sky was overcast, and black clouds pressed down. The wind has not yet picked up, and the air is gradually stagnant.
Song Zhaoshui pretended to be asleep at first, his eyes closed for a while, drowsiness struck, and he fell asleep groggy.
She didn't sleep well, and subconsciously she always felt that something was wrong. She tried to open her eyes several times, but her eyelids seemed to be heavy.
The road conditions are not good, and after driving for a while, the car is not so smooth. Xie Nanting was knocked a few times, and he turned to look at the people around him.
Even if Song Zhaoshui fell asleep, he stubbornly turned his head to the side of the car window. So when the car shook, she would hit the glass. His eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up at any moment.
Xie Nanting watched for a while, and tentatively shook his hand in front of her eyes. Seeing that she didn't respond, he became a lot more courageous. He freed his right hand to go around her shoulder and put it between her head and the car window.
Even in his sleep, Song Zhaoshui could feel that little warmth, and rubbed his forehead.
Xie Nanting's fingers couldn't help curling up, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. He looked closer and saw that Song Zhaoshui seemed to be sleeping more soundly, his eyelids finally stopped trembling, and a burst of satisfaction surged in his heart.
The heavy rain continued, and when we arrived at the location, everyone was busy arranging and fiddling with the machines.
Song Zhaoshui fell asleep without realizing it, and was woken up only by a field attendant knocking on the car window. When I woke up, I felt that my left shoulder was heavy, I turned my head and saw a head on my shoulder. Xie Nanting's sleeping position was extremely awkward, with his head resting on her left shoulder, but his right hand resting on her right shoulder. This posture is too intimate, and she is surrounded by Xie Nanting in her arms. As soon as she lowered her head, she could see Xie Nanting's straight nose bridge and two rows of slender eyelashes.
If this were to change someone else, Song Zhaoshui would definitely push them away immediately, or even scold them as hooligans.
How did this guy pose like this? Seeing that he wasn't awake, Song Zhaoshui moved carefully and got out of his arms, only to find that the back of Xie Nanting's right hand was always against the car window. She helped the person take back her hand, and at a glance she saw that the back of the hand was red.
No wonder she slept so peacefully in the second half, it turned out that she was being taken care of quietly.
Song Zhaoshui sighed softly and shook Xie Nanting's arm: "Wake up."
She always felt that Xie Nanting was inexplicably simple and honest, which did not match his delicate appearance at all. Shake it a little before waking up, and shake it again.
Xie Nanting finally opened his eyes and saw Song Zhaoshui dazedly. Before he could speak, he gave a cute smile.
It's like giving him a tail and he'll wag it right away.
Song Zhaoshui resisted the urge to touch his head, and pointed out the car window: "The field manager is here to call someone."
After she said this, she prepared to go ahead. Xie Nanting stopped her: "don't you eat something first?"
"Wait a minute," Song Zhaoshui couldn't bear to say refusal, "The director has been waiting for this weather for a long time, so don't delay filming."
The layout of the venue is almost the same, and the sky is getting gloomier. The air that had just stagnant began to flow, and the wind picked up. Li Shu's loud voice was urging, for fear that the actor was not ready when the heavy rain arrived.
Today's scene is that Xu Xingchen's identity was discovered by Sun Gu, and he fled overnight. Sun Gu sent Zhou Shulang to arrest him, but Zhao Qingyue overheard the news. So she figured out a way to infiltrate the team...
There was a dull thunder in the sky, and the heavy rain that had been held for a long time fell down.
Zhou Shulang's lieutenant held an umbrella for him, and the raindrops knocked on the umbrella, crackling. The lieutenant reported the search to him again. Zhou Shulang heard half of it, but his eyes slowly focused on a thin figure in front of him. The same blue-gray uniform was a little ill-fitting, and after the temporary, the shortcomings were more obvious.
With such thin shoulders and small waist, how could he be a man?
At best, it can only be a young boy under the age.
But today's weather is bad and the terrain to be searched is complex, which may be dangerous. Zhou Shulang has already ordered it, and the search team needs to be young and strong. How do underage teenagers get in?
Moreover, how the back looks familiar.
"General?" The lieutenant asked a question, but he didn't get a reply.
Zhou Shulang closed his eyes, took away the complicated emotions in his eyes, and took the umbrella from the lieutenant's hand: "You go to the east and have a look."
After leaving the lieutenant, Zhou Shulang raised his umbrella and approached the slender figure.
Zhao Qingyue pressed her hat with one hand and walked forward with her head down. This hat is a little too big for her, and she is afraid that it will be blown away by the wind and reveal the long hair inside, which will be troublesome. Just thinking about where Xu Xingchen might be hiding, the rain on his head stopped.
Zhao Qingyue looked up and saw a black umbrella.
The umbrella holder was wearing white gloves, his pale lips pursed into a straight line, his eyes skipped her, and he looked at the tree behind her.
Zhao Qingyue's first reaction was to bow her head so as not to be recognized by Zhou Shulang. She can still pretend to be in front of others. After all, this person gets along day and night and is not so easy to deceive.
But the next moment, she reacted.
How could Zhou Shulang hold an umbrella for a strange soldier?
He clearly recognized himself.
Zhao Qingyue whispered "Sir", thinking about how to deceive her. In front of Zhou Shulang, she has been pretending to be a superficial and ruthless market woman who only knows how to spend money for fun all day long. Now how can she explain her appearance in the wild?
Zhou Shulang didn't ask her, he took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her: "Wipe it."
After she wiped the water off her face, Zhou Shulang motioned for her to hold an umbrella.
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Zhou Shulang's eyes in the play are indifferent most of the time, as if he doesn't care about anything. Even when he cared about people, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.
Xie Nanting, who was out of the play, instantly cast off his indifferent expression, hurriedly took off his gloves, and came to Song Zhaoshui's car with an umbrella.
He is okay, even in the play, he is holding an umbrella from beginning to end. Only the trouser legs were wet by the wet grass and shrubs, and the rest of the place was not drenched.
Song Zhaoshui was different. She really stood in the heavy rain for a long time, and she was soaked all over. Because the filming wasn't over yet, couldn't change out of wet clothes. just picked up hair with a towel and covered it with a large and thick bath towel.
In the rainy mountains and forests, the wind whistled past, wearing wet clothes, Song Zhaoshui shivered a few times.
She glanced at Xie Nanting, she couldn't bear to tell him to stand in the heavy rain, and opened the door to let him in.
"Are you cold?" As soon as Xie Nanting got in the car, he reached out and touched the corner of her bath towel to see how thick it was.
Song Zhao consciously pulled the corner out of his hand underwater, almost not glaring at him.
Xie Nanting instantly became honest, and put his hands on his knees cautiously.
"I'm not cold," Song Zhaoshui said against his will, "Aren't you going back to your car to rest for a while?"
She euphemistically issued the eviction order, but the expelled person didn't hear it at all. Instead, she smiled and said to her, "No need, anyway, the director will call someone soon."
The forecast is for thunderstorms, which are not expected to last long. The crew has to catch up with this period of time to finish all these scenes.
However, the weather forecast is always updated, and the signal in the mountains is not good. When the rain is getting heavier and heavier, everyone starts to worry. It was still daytime, it was already gloomy like night was coming, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, making it difficult for anyone to hold an umbrella.
When came, went through a road that was not very easy to walk. If didn't leave quickly, it would be hopeless when the road was blocked.
After several discussions, Li Shu decided to go back first.
Everyone moved quickly, packed up and returned immediately. Song Zhaoshui's mentality is okay, and the suspension of shooting is also for safety reasons.
I just saw a few actors showing their black faces in places where Li Shu couldn't see it. The crew walked around for a long time and didn't shoot anything. They brought the day to this mountain for nothing, and endured the wind and rain. I don't understand what Li Shu is after. The poorer he is, the more troublesome he is. It's not impossible to artificially make rain and stretch the camera to fool the past. I have to come to the mountains in this bad weather.
The smile on Ji Yue's face disappeared, and he pulled off the costume in three or two, and asked his assistant to close the car door.
Song Zhaoshui raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xie Nanting who looked indifferent not far away. When it comes to coffee, who can compare to him in this crew? He obeyed the arrangements, and he didn't know where those people had the qualifications to complain behind their backs.
Thinking of this, Song Zhaoshui recalled his previous doubts. How on earth did they invite Xie Nanting to be moved by a crew that was close to extreme poverty?
She has changed into clean clothes now, her hair is almost dry, and she drinks a cup of warm brown sugar water.
But this was the second day of her menstrual period, and it was really unpleasant to be soaked in the rain like this. changed the tampon before going out in the morning, and put another piece of sanitary napkin on it. was afraid that it would be inconvenient to change clothes when went out today.
Song Zhaoshui held the hot water bottle and frowned. She wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, but when she came, she had already slept, and she was awake now. She was swiping Weibo, but the signal was not good, and the pictures couldn't be loaded all the time, which made her very upset. She suddenly remembered that she had cached that episode of the variety show last night, and now she can just use it to pass the time.
Wearing earphones and leaning toward the car window, Song Zhaoshui was ready to continue watching from where Xie Nanting laughed yesterday.
Thinking of Xie Nanting, she turned her head and glanced at the seat next to her. There was a solitary insulation box, and the owner was not there.
Originally, Xie Nanting also followed him, but Song Zhaoshui didn't change his clothes or wipe his hair at that time, which was inconvenient, so he asked Bao Xuetong to take people away, and then he was clean.
It was clean then, but now it seems a little deserted.
The food box looks pitiful and looks like its owner. She reached out and took the food box. She didn't know who bought it. She chose a fresh and pleasant cherry pink, like a little girl's item.
Song Zhaoshui laughed and was about to get off the car to return the things to Xie Nanting, but the car stopped suddenly.
Someone ran over, knocked on the window, and said to the driver, "The road ahead is blocked, and the car can't pass. Everyone, get out of the car and walk over."
It seemed that there was still a problem on that part of the road. Song Zhaoshui put away his mobile phone and prepared to get off with the food box. Liu Jie was waiting for her outside the car door holding an umbrella when a gust of wind blew and overturned the umbrella. The little girl's glasses were wet from the rain, and she couldn't see clearly, so she hurriedly opened the umbrella.
Song Zhaoshui couldn't bear it, and said, "Just take care of yourself. Your little umbrella can't cover the two of you."
She was about to open her umbrella when the small patch of rain outside the car door stopped. Xie Nanting stood outside holding an umbrella, still expressionless, but his tone was excited: "I have a big umbrella, come on."
come on?
This tone, when this is a spring outing? Song Zhaoshui complained in his heart, and before he said anything, he saw Xie Nanting put an umbrella on her car door and urged her: "Wow."