The bottom of my heart can't help getting upset: what are you busy with? Surgery?

No one answered the phone when I got off the plane at the beginning. Now, it's been half an hour, but no one answered!

Moboyuan is not a good-natured person. He has never been!

So, very upset.

Seeing that no one answered the phone, I had to cover my eyes and sleep.

On the bus, everyone only dared to speak in a low voice. Some were playing with their mobile phones and some were sleeping.

It was good at first. The airport road must be flat.

But after a while, the bus began to shake and bump.

All the sleepers were jolted awake:

"Eh, what's the matter? Why is it so bumpy?"

The assistant director holds the horn again:

"Be quiet. Don't make any noise. The road is uneven. Just sit down."

Where is it just that the road is uneven?

Someone opened the curtain and looked at it. He was almost frightened.

Young people born and raised in big cities have never seen such roads full of yellow mud. At a glance, they are all pits!

They are all big pits and small pits, one after another.

No wonder the bus has been bumpy.

Seeing the appearance of these young children, the deputy director couldn't help laughing:

"All right, all right, this is just the beginning. I've already given you preventive injections in advance."

So, it's still early.

You look at me and I look at you, drooping your head.

The deputy director has put down his horn and chatted with Wang Weizhi:

"These young children have never suffered!" sighed.

Wang Weizhi nodded in agreement:

"Yes, it's much more difficult than we were in those days."

"Khan, the times are different."

"Yes."

From beginning to end, Mo Boyuan didn't move because he was wearing an eye mask and didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.

Naturally, no one dares to confirm this problem!

But seeing that Mo Boyuan was so calm, a group of fledgling young artists sitting behind dared not say anything more.

complain?

That's even more daring!

Complain in front of these people. Do you want to die?

Even Zhou Xian was very uncomfortable when he was bumped. He felt carsick and wanted to vomit.

But seeing that brother Mo is at home, I have to hold back if I want to vomit.

The bus really drove for two hours before it finally stopped.

All the people in the car felt that they were not themselves.

When I got off the bus, I felt dizzy with my feet on cotton.

The deputy director poured more than half of his bottle of water, then took the water from the clear ditch next to him and washed his face. Only then did he finally get back to his senses:

"Pay attention, everyone pay attention. You'll be right there from this path. Cheer up!"

Khan, this spirit, that means you can mention it?

The boys are learning to wash their faces with the water in the ditch.

The water in this natural ditch is called cold. Indeed, it has recovered a lot in an instant.

The water is really clear. How good is the mountain environment?

It's not comparable in the city!

The water in the ditch can be drunk directly.

However, the group of female artists still didn't move. They would rather pinch themselves than use the water in the ditch.

After that, the party walked in along the path. Before long, they saw a freshly mined open land and had set up many tents.

"Director Wang, you're here!" the coordinator hurried forward.

Wang Weizhi nodded: "how's everything going?"

"All ready!"

"OK, hard work!"

"Yes, yes."