That night, Chu Yinlong had a rare nightmare.

In the dream he was a policeman chasing criminals. After fighting hard all the way, he finally met the leader of the criminal organization and forced him to a cliff. However, when the other party turned around, he realized that the other party turned out to be Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao was covered in blood, with a dagger stuck between his chest and abdomen, and he was still coughing up blood.

However, the subconscious awareness of his identity as a policeman prevented Chu Yinlong from taking half a step forward. He could only watch Jiang Dao step back, one step, two steps, and finally fall off the cliff.

Then he suddenly appeared in the hospital, the doctor pushed Jiang Dao out of the operating room, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, he fell from such a height, I can't save him."

Immediately afterwards, the reporters swarmed up: "May I ask what you want to say about this accident on the set?" "What is your original intention for designing the high-risk action of falling off the cliff?" Are you responsible for his death?"

"no no…"

Chu Yinlong watched himself being surrounded by countless people, getting farther and farther away from the people lying there.

He struggled to push away the crowd, wanted to rush forward to take a look, he didn't believe that he would die, and couldn't accept that he died because of himself... However, he was powerless, he couldn't push through the crowd, he couldn't walk past him before…

Full of pain and despair piled up to the extreme, Chu Yinlong suddenly woke up, and found that he was hugging the quilt tightly, and his feet were tightly wrapped around his waist, making it difficult for him to move.

Chu Yinlong took a deep breath slowly, trying to calm down his violent heartbeat. Then he turned over and lay down, untied the quilt wrapped around his body, stared at the ceiling for a long time, finally sat up, and looked at another bed not far away by the faint light of the night light in the corridor.

Jiang Dao slept very unrestrainedly, half of the quilt was hanging down on the bed, and the hem of the pajamas was completely lifted to his chest, but it was hard for him to sleep on the pillow, and the earphones that were plugged in did not fall off.

Chu Yinlong's eyes fell on Jiang Dao, and he looked at him carefully from head to toe, and finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Dao's ankle. The shape wrapped in white bandages still looks particularly dazzling in the darkness.

In addition, he also knew that there were a few scratches and bruises on Jiang Dao's arms and limbs, which were not heavy and could not be seen under such light, but he clearly remembered what they looked like and where they were distributed. where.

He also had that kind of injury himself, but he never cared about it.

When he realized what he was doing, Chu Yinlong was already half-kneeling in front of Jiang Dao's bed, holding the boy's hand hanging by the bed, and gently stroking his fingertips.

Suddenly waking up like a dream, Chu Yinlong trembled slightly, and was about to withdraw his hand, but was suddenly held back by Jiang Dao.

"Don't go..." Jiang Dao murmured, "Don't...leave me..."

Chu Yinlong suddenly lost his strength and let Jiang Dao hold his finger.

Jiang Dao slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were still a little confused: "...Brother?"

elder brother?

who?

Qin Xiao?

Chu Yinlong frowned subconsciously.

Jiang Dao woke up quickly, let go of Chu Yinlong's hand, and his voice was still hoarse in sleep: "Mr. Chu? Why do you..."

Chu Yinlong stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Dao's skirt to cover his stomach, and then carried the half quilt that fell on the floor back to the bed, his tone was stiff: "Get up to go to the toilet, I saw you sleeping with your belly exposed, and I'm not afraid of the air conditioner blowing out of trouble... Cover and sleep well."

After speaking, he got up and strode into the bathroom.

Jiang Dao covered the quilt and raised his hand to run through his hair.

Did he seem to have a dream just now? What are you dreaming about...

Oh, it seems that when he just lost his mother, he was rescued by a big brother and thought he had found a place to live, but in the end he was sold to a slave trader by that big brother because of his illness and weakness... Now think about it, It was a miracle that he could survive by himself at that time.

Thinking of this, Jiang Dao frowned, reached for his phone, and replaced the e-book "The Rise and Fall of Slaves" with "War of Waves and Particles". Then he turned over, hugged the quilt and closed his eyes.

Chu Yinlong leaned against the bathroom door, with a hint of self-mockery on the corner of his mouth, and sighed helplessly.



The last scene of "Operation Red Owl" is Jiang Dao's mid-range shot of racing on a mountain road—this shot needs to be shot on a winding and bumpy mountain road, and it is almost impossible to design protection. It can only be done by Jiang Dao himself, and the speed of the car cannot be controlled Too low, so it is ranked as the most dangerous game.

Chu Yinlong sat in the other car that was racing against Jiang Dao, unable to hide his nervous expression.

Next to him, the stunt driver smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, don't be afraid. I have been a stunt driver for eight years, so I guarantee safety! This car is also specially made, and the seat belt is also specially made, so don't be afraid!"

"Well, I'm fine." Chu Yinlong nodded slightly, with a serious tone, "In a while, your side will be close to the truck...don't stick too close, there will be a close-up later, as long as it looks close, it's fine. "

"Okay!" The stunt driver responded immediately.

"If the truck can't control the distance, you should be more patient and give way." Chu Yinlong added.

"No problem!" The stunt driver nodded with a smile.

Soon, the filming vehicles, drones, fire trucks and ambulances were all in place, and the filming of the last scene of "Operation Red Owl" officially started.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the truck, Jiang Dao skillfully shifted into gear and started, quickly reaching the speed required by the script. He drove forward with a gloomy face as required by the script, and the voice of the assistant director came back from his ears: "There is a drone tracking and shooting at the corner ahead, pay attention to your expression. Pay attention to safety."

After successfully passing the curve, the assistant director's voice came again: "Okay, slow down, and there will be a continuous turning... The road is a bit bumpy, please pay attention to the speed of the car, it is not allowed to exceed 50."

Jiang Dao gave a brief "hmm" and drove up the mountain road.

"Okay, now the car behind catches up, and the rear is parallel driving." The assistant director ordered in the channel, "Xiao Chu, pay attention to the camera, try to pass it once."

Although this section of shooting is continuous, it will be cut into sections in the later stage, and the fighting and close-ups of the shooting will be inserted, so there are many sections in the middle that can be driven a little easier.

The SUV behind him was indeed a stunt driver who had been in the industry for eight years, and he quickly caught up with Jiang Dao, forming a parallel scene of cars.

At this time, the drone is also catching up, and the camera zooms out to the middle distance, capturing Jiang Dao's driving movements clearly.

"Okay, last corner, hold on!"

"Come closer."

"The distance between the cars is too far, and the gaps in the drone shots are too big to be edited, so get a little closer."

"Beautiful - filming over!"

In the passenger seat of the SUV, Chu Yinlong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two cars pulled over, and Jiang Dao put one arm on the window of the truck, and condescendingly cast a wink at Chu Yinlong: "Handsome guy, get in the car, I'll take you for a drive!"

Chu Yinlong walked under the car door, supported the window sill with both hands, and raised his face: "Why, are you still not satisfied?"

Jiang Dao laughed twice: "It should be more exciting to drive my own car back to the winding mountain road. The director won't allow more than fifty, and when I drive my own car, I must..."

Hearing this, Chu Yinlong raised his hand and gave Jiang Dao a small slap on the head: "How did you pass the first subject? On the same-direction single-lane urban roads, there is no clear speed limit sign, what is the maximum speed limit?"

Jiang Dao felt aggrieved: "Fifty..."

At this time, the filming vehicle arrived and stopped slowly on the side of the road. The assistant director called Chu Yinlong to see the shooting effect.

This group of shooting is the last shot on the schedule. If it can be done once, it means that "Operation Red Owl" has officially finished.

Five minutes later, Chu Yinlong watched the shooting effects of all the camera positions, picked up the horn from the seat of the filming car, and announced loudly: "Pass!"

All cheers!

As soon as Chu Yinlong got out of the car, Jiang Dao threw him into his arms and gave him a bear hug. He was stunned, he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and his back hit the car wall heavily.

Jiang Dao's bear hug suddenly turned into a two-handed wall-dong, enclosing Yingdi Chu in the middle, his forehead facing the opponent's lips with incomparable accuracy, and finally barely stopped the car, and the center of his brows and lips touched lightly .

The cheers of the audience suddenly faltered.

Chu Yinlong: ...

Jiang Dao: ...

Not far away, the logistics girl looked calm, lowered her voice and asked the handsome guy beside her, "Did you get the picture?"

The little handsome guy's ears are red: "Shoot, I caught it..."

The logistics girl pushed her glasses with satisfaction.

The little handsome guy trembled: "But, Miss An, what do you want these tidbits for? We have signed a confidentiality agreement..."

The logistics girl didn't answer, she just showed him a kind smile.

At this time, in the middle of the field, Jiang Dao got up from Chu Yinlong and gently scratched his forehead: "Sorry, I tried too hard..."

Chu Yinlong pursed his lower lip, his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and his voice was low: "...it's okay."

Jiang Dao's face was awkward, his eyes rolled around, and he put on an excited smile, and hugged the assistant director, lead artist, camera and other people who were closer one by one.

The assistant director is also a fine person. After hugging Jiang Dao, he went to hug Chu Yinlong again. The lead artist and the camera immediately imitated the example, and then the makeup artists and stylists onlookers hugged each other laughing and laughing, and finally it turned into the whole cast and crew hugging and celebrating.

After the "celebration", everyone packed up their things and returned to the villa. Tonight, a small celebration party will be held in the villa, and the official wrap-up banquet will be held after returning to China, and all participants will be invited to attend.

Back at the villa, after Jiang Dao took a shower, he lay down on the bed and sent a message to Jing Yu—Jing Yu has been asking him when he will be able to wrap up for the past two days, saying that he will congratulate him as soon as possible.

As soon as the news was sent, Chu Yinlong pushed the door open and entered the room, asking, "When do you want to go back to China?"

Jiang Dao was surprised, turned over and lay on the quilt: "Can you still think about it? Didn't you go back to China after filming?"

Chu Yinlong said: "No need. If you have a travel plan, just report it to the logistics team. If you don't book tickets with them, you can leave the group and move freely. Just go back before the finale."

Jiang Dao put one arm behind his head and thought for a while: "Travel plan... Speaking of which, this country really seems to be a tourist attraction... Oh, no, I can't understand the words here without an interpreter, so I still follow Let the crew go home."

It just so happened that when the film was finished and the filming was over, he should think about how to contact his cheap brother and find out about his life experience.

After a moment of silence, Chu Yinlong cleared his throat.

"If you want to travel, don't worry about the language barrier." He tried to sound understated, "I can come with you."