When Song An-ran woke up,
The sky was still dark. Birds were chirping all around, chirping non-stop.
She got out of her sleeping bag,
She greeted the camera in a daze. "Good morning."
The sky was still dark,
But the camp was full of people walking around.
She had been tired the whole day yesterday. Logically speaking, her biological clock should not have woken her up. However, the chirping of birds and the noise of the staff moving machinery made Song An-ran, whose hearing had become more and more sensitive recently, unable to sleep.
She rolled around in her sleeping bag for a while, but in the end, she suppressed her tiredness.
At about 5: 30 in the morning, almost all the staff had adjusted their equipment and were ready to start filming.
She washed her face,
While he was slowly packing up his sleeping bag, Lin Yiqian was surprised.
She found that Bae Yun-soo had already woken up,
She was applying sunscreen by the fire. After last night's rather unpleasant conversation, Lin Yiqian decided to leave.
Neither of them spoke first.
The air in the jungle was fresh and a little cold,
It was very suitable to stay quietly and not think about anything.
Song An-ran folded her sleeping bag and put it into her backpack. She leaned leisurely against the tree and lazily stroked the fur of the wild rabbit she caught yesterday, which was Xiao Huang.
She did not know if it was because rabbits also had the mentality of chicks. Ever since it came to the concentration camp, it had been particularly attached to Song An-ran. It wanted to follow her everywhere. If it was not tied to the tree, it would have wanted to crawl into Song An-ran's sleeping bag and sleep with her.
It was said that animals were the most intelligent, but Song An-ran felt that the one beside her was born with a screw loose. It did not feel the way Song An-ran looked at it at all,
It was like looking at a plate of meat. It nestled by her leg without any vigilance,
It curled up into a ball,
It enjoyed her stroking.
Song An-ran looked at its big innocent eyes and could not bear to eat it.
Time always passed quickly when fishing in troubled waters.
Song An-ran felt that half an hour had passed when she was just in a daze. But the other two male members were still curled up in their sleeping bags, motionless.
She glanced at the two sleeping bags, one big and one small, and silently walked to the smaller one.
"Jiu Guo Xi, are you awake?"
Song An-ran squatted beside the black sleeping bag and called out tentatively.
After a while, he saw that there was no response from the person inside. She stretched out her index finger and poked the humanoid creature in front of her. "Jiu Guo Xi, get up."
There was complete silence …
Song An-ran: "Don't hide in there. I know you're sleeping!"
She squatted beside him in distress, frowning as she thought about how to wake him up.
That's right, he seems to be the type of person who sleeps heavily.
Should he wake him up violently?
Song An-ran thought for a moment and made up her mind. She stretched out her evil hands and pushed the creature in front of her.
She deliberately asked, "Is Tian Jiuguo here?"
There was finally a response from the person inside. He shifted his body and said in a sleepy voice, "I'm sorry.
"He's not here. He's sleeping. "
It seemed that he couldn't get up now. Song An-ran covered her mouth to stifle her laughter and used all her strength to push him back to his original position.
"Okay, then I'll come find him in five minutes. Remember to open the door for me."
"Okay …"
The second half of the word "okay" became softer and softer until it disappeared. It was obvious that he couldn't hold on and fell asleep again.
Song An-ran immediately turned around and ran to the other sleeping bag. She patted the back of the person inside and called out, "Zhou Ye oppa, get up."
This time, the wake-up call went very smoothly. Zhou Ye almost immediately moved a few times when he heard her voice and opened the sleeping bag.
"Oh! Anron, you're up so early. Did you sleep well last night? "
He climbed out of the sleeping bag and stretched his body like a huge bow.
Song An-ran was a little confused. Why did he suddenly call her by her stage name when he just woke up? However, when it came to whether he slept well or not, it was really hard to explain.
She glanced at his face and asked tentatively, "Do you usually sleep like last night?"
Zhou Ye stretched his arms. When he heard her words, he laughed embarrassedly. "Hahaha, I was snoring last night and woke you up. It's been like this all the time. The doctor said that there's no way to treat it. "
Song An-ran nodded in understanding. "Then there's really no way."
It was no exaggeration to say that the decibel of his snoring was so high that it completely penetrated the eardrums and seeped into the depths of the brain. Song An-ran was five or six meters away from him, but she could still feel his magical snoring attacking her ears.
Song An-ran suddenly remembered that Tian Ninguo seemed to have slept next to him last night. No wonder his sleeping bag was a little far away in the morning. It should be that his survival instincts were activated automatically in his sleep.
Tian Ninguo escaped from his captain, but encountered the even more terrifying Zhou Ye. Just as she thought, he was disturbed the whole night.
When the sound finally faded in the wee hours of the morning, he was finally able to close his eyes and rest. When Song An-ran woke him up at around six o 'clock, he actually hadn't slept for long.
However, no matter how tired he was, when the show was about to officially start recording and the staff came to call him, he still got up immediately.
He didn't care about his messy bangs and directly put a hat on his head. He deftly folded the sleeping bag and stuffed it into his bag. Then he stood there in a daze with his eyes closed, waiting for the show's next instructions.
"I remember you said to wake me up in five minutes."
He closed his eyes and softly complained to Song An-ran.
Song An-ran didn't expect him to remember so clearly. She thought that he casually dealt with her in his sleep.
"I was afraid that you would be too tired, so I didn't wake you up. You'll be more energetic if you sleep a little more."
Song An-ran felt like she was coaxing a child who was late for bed.
He directly grabbed the strap of her bag and insisted, "You have to wake me up next time."
Song An-ran helplessly pushed his hand away from her bag and softly agreed. "Okay."
The staff next to them couldn't bear to watch.
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