They really ran away. They took their respective supplies and luggage and left without looking back. Even if the money was stopped in the future, they would not be able to turn back.
It was no wonder that the hardships here could not be expressed in a few words.
After a few days of wind and sand, Qin Guan's plump lips had dried up. His face was rough to the touch.
The man from the Northwest did not look down on his new friend, because they realized that this man, who they thought needed the most protection, was actually more tenacious than the others around him.
Qin Guan took a big bite of the rabbit's hind leg, which was still covered in blood. There was no hesitation in his eyes at all.
Rolling and crawling in the Gobi Desert could not stop the man from performing his duties in front of the camera.
They all knew that thanks to this man, the shooting process of this film had been shortened by two full cycles, and the final scenes were about to be finished.
Qin Guan knelt on the sand and looked at Ri Tai's body. He had no tears in his eyes. Everyone outside the camera could see him crying.
The shocking ending of the story, which was ushered in by the death of another main character, finally had its final sound.
"Cut!"
Lu Chuan, who had already lost his voice, brought the joy of the remaining 60 people and began to pack their luggage for the return trip in this empty area.
On their way back, Qin Guan asked, "Are there many poachers these days?"
"It's hard to say. There are checkpoints, but we might run into poachers in such a deep area."
"Ha ha ha! The Ministry of Public Security has set up a protection station here. Ha ha ha... "
Qin Guan smiled awkwardly. The expression on the man's face told him that his words would come true in the end.
"Hehe … It can't be that coincidental, right? We're shooting a movie and we're actually going to meet poachers, right?"
...
"Bang …"
You jinxed it!
"It's okay! The prop misfired! "
Ha!
It was also thanks to this misfire that they managed to escape the disaster in the vast desert.
Not far from where they had to pass, a group of poachers naturally heard the gunshots from this side.
When it came to armed personnel and large groups of people, they would avoid them at all costs.
The poachers had already found something, so they quickly left the crime scene.
When the small jeep that the film crew was on their way back, they saw the suffering antelopes.
Below the neck was bloody flesh. Those dark eyes widened unwillingly. Some natural reflex reactions were still there, twitching slightly on the monotonous yellow earth.
Blood flowed like a river, and the neatly arranged corpses were spread all over the place. Everyone thought that the scene had been artificially rendered, but it was unexpectedly moved to reality in front of everyone.
The most experienced guard team member walked out from the group. He carried a trace of heartache as he counted the number of corpses.
One, two, three... 405. Not a single one was spared.
It was an ironic number. It matched the small antelope herd that had been wiped out.
The depressing fact was right in front of them.
Everyone on the way back had their eyes on Lu Chuan after getting off the car.
"Director, if you need any help, just let me know!"
"Come on, director! We can finish the task even if we work overtime! "
This was the voice of countless people who had worked hard, and it was also their wish to do something for this place.
The young policemen at the protection station were heading in the direction of Qin Guan's crew with a common hatred for the same enemy.
They were good at tracking, so they should be able to return triumphantly.
Qin Guan walked up to Lu Chuan. They looked at each other for a long time and gave each other their best wishes.
"This is a good film. It needs to be seen by the world."
"You are a good actor. Films need actors like you."
They hugged each other for a long time, not for each other, but for the simple and lovely men.
"Qin Guan, come and visit us when you have time!"
"Qin Guan, you are one of us. If you want a celestial burial, we can find a temple for you."
Thank you. You don't need to worry about that.
Goodbye, the girl with the red face, big eyes and long black braids.
Goodbye, the manliest man in the northwest.
Goodbye, Coco Sicily.
Sister Xue was full of energy when she got home from the northwest. She and Yin Changtao had never been to China before.
When he returned to his room, his parents stared at him in surprise.
"Oh my God, my son, didn't you go to film?"
"Yes."
"Those who don't know would think that you were sold to a small coal mine."
Qin Guan's mother held her son's face in her hands. His skin was so rough that it was rubbing against her hands. His skin was almost the color of dirt.
Look at those little lips, they've already become a gap ….
While Mom Qin was exaggerating, Dad Qin naturally expressed himself as a man. He just patted his son on the shoulder, and the worry in his eyes was self-evident.
Cong Nianwei's mother was fine, but she was amused by the behavior of her future in-laws. It's not good for a boy to be too good-looking.
Cong Nianwei's father couldn't hide his gloating.
"Ha ha, look at him, Weiwei. That's all there is to him. Didn't you say he went to Qinghai? Even the people of Qinghai haven't changed as much as him... "
"Dad, don't talk so much."
Cong Nianwei stopped Cong Nianwei. Cong Nianwei pulled his face away from his mother's hands and looked at Cong Nianwei. "Mom, Dad, let's talk tomorrow."
Qin Guan freed his face from his mother's hands and looked at Cong Nianwei. "Mom, Dad, let's talk tomorrow."
The two children spoke in unison, and the four parents were not in a hurry. With a tacit understanding, they gave up the small room to the two young lovers who had just reunited.
They went back to the hotel to recuperate and prepare for the day they were looking forward to the most... buying a house.
The next day, the two families set out together. As the new force of the rental industry in the capital, half of their cars had been replaced by Volkswagens and Santanas.
Their first stop was the high-class apartment in the city center, which had the highest potential for appreciation.
Most of these buildings were well-decorated ready-made houses with a full set of standard rooms. Even the effort of decoration was saved.
Because these houses were the best among all the ordinary commercial houses in the capital, the developers still had the best models in their hands even though they had been on sale for a year or two.
Those were Qin Guan's first choices.
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