On this side, Song An-ran carried her bag,
She walked through the stream,
She passed through the bushes,
She returned the way she came.
This time, she learned her lesson. After walking for a while, she would take the map and compass to repeatedly confirm the direction.
"Oppa,
I'm really sorry. Is it very tiring to follow me? "
Song An-ran grabbed the two straps hanging from the travel bag tightly,
She was like a child returning home from kindergarten.
Her ponytail, which was tied up high, drooped behind her head after being tossed around all the way. She looked listless. She stared at her toes and walked forward dejectedly, muttering,
"Just now, you stopped me and asked me to contact my teammates. Was it to remind me that I was going the wrong way? It's all my fault for not reacting in time,
I made you walk so much for nothing. "
Song suddenly became long-winded. An-ran dragged herself forward step by step in front of her. Her footsteps were extremely heavy.
The exciting parachuting experience in the morning seemed like a long time ago. She felt that today's time was exceptionally long.
Some people, the more tired they were, the more lazy they were to speak,
She was the exact opposite,
The more tired she was, the more she liked to nag.
"I'm not tired,
I'm not tired at all. Just because I'm so stupid, the cameraman has to carry a camera that weighs 20 kilograms to accompany me for so long. "
The sun was above the mountains in the west. It was like a big blood orange, and it looked very juicy. Song An-ran was hungry and thirsty. Now, she wished she could turn into a giraffe and eat the leaves on the tree to satisfy her hunger.
"Oppa, are you tired? Let me help you hold the camera for a while. "
Song An-ran turned around,
She wanted to take over her camera.
She had once tried to lift the staff's camera,
In the end, she found that these machines were unexpectedly heavy. She couldn't imagine how they could carry a camera that weighed more than 20 kilograms and walk as if they were flying.
The cameraman shook his head,
He placed a half-empty bottle of mineral water in her outstretched hand. "No need, you can't lift it. I've recorded a few episodes, so I'm used to it. "
Song An-ran looked at the mineral water in her hand and felt a lump in her throat. She had already used her chance to ask for help to ask for directions. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have been given water.
She unscrewed the cap and took two big gulps. She pretended to be full of fighting spirit and said,
"PDnim, I've implicated you today. I've learned the cooking methods of the jungle at home. In the future, as long as I have something to eat, you won't go hungry if you follow me! "
The cameraman focused the camera on her battered and exhausted appearance and listened to her big boss tone of "follow me, I'll protect you". She was indeed a fake idol.
After Song An-ran said those domineering words, she saw that the cameraman did not react at all. She asked carefully, "Will PDnim still follow me in the future?"
The cameraman nodded helplessly, as if he was dealing with a preschooler.
Song An-ran was relieved and did not want to waste any more time. "Okay, let's keep going. We'll definitely arrive before sunset."
Song An-ran, who had barely regained her energy after drinking some water, pulled herself together again. "Hello, this is Song An-ran. Please answer if you can hear my voice. Over."
"Hello, this is Tian Heiguo. Can you hear me?"
After Tian Heiguo was about a kilometer away from the camp, he began to use the walkie-talkie to try to contact Song An-ran. He carefully searched every area, afraid that he would miss her figure.
"Song Enran Xi. Can you hear me?"
He was in a hurry to find her and forgot that he had not seen the last member, let alone know that the last person was Song An-ran.
The cameraman was stunned for a moment and pretended not to hear him call her name.
Tian Heiguo paid attention to the walkie-talkie as he walked deeper into the desert.
If we could see the aerial camera's perspective now, we would be able to see two people at two ends of a small desert, stepping on the yellow sand and slowly approaching each other.
"Oppa, the desert! This is the first time I've seen a desert so happy. We're definitely on the right track this time. As long as we cross this desert, we'll be able to reach the camp. "
Song An-ran took out the map again to confirm that there was no problem with their location. Once bitten, twice shy. She didn't dare to make any more mistakes.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
The sudden male voice startled Song An-ran. She quickly raised the walkie-talkie and replied excitedly, "I can hear you! Is this … the bulletproof senior Tian Heiguo? I'm Song An-ran. "
She did not need to rely on her innate sense of sound, nor did she need to rely on her recently trained hearing ability to recognize people.
As long as he spoke, she would be able to recognize him.
On the other side, Tian Heiguo, who finally heard the reply, was stunned for a second. He calmly raised the walkie-talkie and said in a somewhat forceful tone, "Song Enran Xi, stay where you are. I'll go find you."
He turned to the PD and said, "Let's hurry."
After saying that, he ran forward on the yellow sand. The cameraman, who was carrying 20 kilograms, was forced to run with him. His heavy body stepped on the sand, raising a cloud of dust.
Song An-ran heard the forceful voice coming from the walkie-talkie and suddenly felt very relieved.
The nagging along the way was not only because of physical exhaustion, but also because of the loneliness in the vast forest.
The cameraman was very professional and did not communicate much with her. Compared to a companion, he was more like a camera that followed her closely and watched her at all times.
However, in this terrifying forest, she also needed someone to accompany and comfort her.
At this moment, when she suddenly heard someone's voice, and such a familiar voice, she finally felt relieved.
She obediently stopped in place and did not move forward. "Okay, senior, I'll stop."
Let's reward the obedient little Song An-ran with a red fruit.
As soon as Song An-ran finished speaking, she saw two people running up from behind the sand dune in front of her. They were all dressed in white, one in front and one behind, approaching in his direction.
"Senior, over here! Slow down. "
Song An-ran waved her hands in the air and excitedly watched them run closer.
As the two people got closer and closer, she finally saw the leader's face clearly.
He was wearing a white sports suit, which made his figure look tall and straight, and he looked very young. Because he had traveled a long way to find her, the hair in front of his forehead was already soaked and was casually swept to the side.
The three great joys of life:
On the wedding night, on the day of the imperial examination, meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
The first two had nothing to do with Song An-ran, but she deeply experienced the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
Song An-ran and Tian Heiguo were not only Koreans but also Pusan. At this moment, meeting in the desolate desert of Cape Town in South Africa was like meeting a fellow countryman, and their eyes were filled with tears.
Song An-ran was so excited that she forgot herself. When she saw the two people in front of her, she wanted to go up and give them a big hug.
Fortunately, she regained her senses before acting. She restrained herself and bowed to them.
"Thank you, senior, for coming to find us. Nice to meet you, I'm Song An-ran from IOI. "
Tian Heiguo checked her body up and down several times. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Alright, although he had seen her act coquettishly and childishly, he had also seen her gentle and considerate side, and he had even counted how many eyelashes she had.
However, he still had to politely reply, "Nice to meet you, I'm Tian Heiguo from the Bulletproof Teenagers."
The sun had already set, leaving only a little bit of afterglow in the desert. The two of them stood and chatted for a while. In order to rush for time, they quickly rushed back to the concentration camp.
Song An-ran followed behind him. In order to break the awkward silence, she casually found a topic to talk about. "The seniors' new songs are super good. I really like your songs."
Tian Heiguo turned to look at her. She carried her bag and followed behind obediently, like a child being brought home by her parents.
"Do you only like our songs?"
Song An-ran's heart skipped a beat. How should she answer?
Also like your people?
# How to Kill a Conversation #
Fortunately, he did not pursue the matter. Instead, he took a step back. "I think our dance is not bad."
So that's what he meant. Song An-ran heaved a sigh of relief and nodded her head like a storm.
"Yes, yes, yes. The seniors' dance is really good. However, I'm not good at dancing, so I can only admire it. "
Song An-ran looked up at him and asked a little embarrassedly, "Are you the only one who came out to look for me, senior?"
Usually, the entire group would appear together on TV. They did not look very tall. Only when he appeared alone did she realize that he was so tall.
Tian Heiguo nodded and said calmly, "Yes, it's a little late. It's not safe for you to walk alone."
Song An-ran nodded without any doubt. "Yes, thank you, senior."
Under the dusk, deep and shallow footprints were carved into the yellow sand. As the night fell, they slowly disappeared.
When Tian Heiguo led Song An-ran back to the camp, the fragrance of fish wafted from inside.
"Eh, the last member is here?" Zhou Ye, who was pouring fish soup, turned to look at them.
"Hello, I'm Song An-ran from IOI."
Song An-ran bowed to them cautiously.
"Relax, don't be so nervous."
Jin Bingwan, who had just returned from hunting, also came out of his temporary residence. He handed Song An-ran a washed apple.
Then, he sat at the side and began to use a knife to thin the head of a tree branch. It was probably used to catch animals.
Bae Yun-soo washed her hands carefully with water and shook it dry. "This is the last apple. It's just enough for the last member."
Song An-ran looked at the apple in her hand in a daze. Then, she looked at the members who were doing their own things and did not know what to do.
No one asked her to help. She had just arrived and did not know what to do. She could only follow behind Tian Heiguo like a baby bird and nervously handed the apple to him. "Senior, do you eat an apple?"
Tian Heiguo glanced at her and understood her current predicament. After all, this was the first time she had left the group to go on a variety show alone. She still could not let go.
"You haven't eaten all day, right?"
From morning until now, the production team had arranged a full schedule. The only thing they had not eaten was food. They had gone to explore the jungle as soon as they landed. How could they have had time to eat?
"Yes, but I happen to be on a diet recently."
Of course, it was a lie. The company and manager had asked her to eat more recently. Recently, she had been so busy that she had lost two kilograms. If this continued, the company and fans would scold her to death.
"I'll go look for a knife distributor."
Song An-ran looked at the red apple in her hand and happily made a decision. Yunzhu's words just now reminded her that Tian Heiguo had not eaten anything in order to find her, who was lost, and had been busy the entire afternoon.
Although it was making a mountain out of a molehill to push for an apple, fruits were a rare resource in the jungle. They could not waste it.
"No need."
Tian Heiguo still could not bear to reject her kindness. He took the apple from her hand directly, grabbed the apple handle with two thumbs, and broke it with force!
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