You made me a superstar

Chapter 268 The Weeping An Xiao (Third Change)
20 points.

In a coffin three meters underground.

Zhou Yang and Will Smith are wandering and struggling between life and death.

In just over ten minutes, they exhausted all kinds of methods...

Unfortunately they all failed.

Even if Zhou Yang touched and connected the oxygen supply system again, although the camera was still running on the battery, the breathing port on the ground seemed to be blocked and it was completely useless.

Desperation permeated the two of them, and under the light of the mobile phone, both of them were relatively speechless.

Zhou Yang's body was shielded from the sand, and a wry smile appeared on his face. Could it be that he was really going to die here?

Despair, hope, despair again...

This emotion made Will Smith feel like he was going crazy.

However, instead of struggling and yelling like before, he calmed down a little and began to think about various escape methods again.

Zhou Yang's mood suddenly became extremely depressed, and there was still a trace of disappointment...

He seems to be dying here.

Ok!

He is probably the most aggrieved among the traversers, right?
This idea appeared in his mind, and then he shook his head speechlessly. He lived a miserable life when he traveled through time, and finally everything was on the right track, but this thing happened.

However, Zhou Yang did not regret it deep in his heart.

What's the use of regretting?No matter what decision I made, I have to bear it. Even if I really die here, I have nothing to feel bad about. Anyway, he...is alone.

Time passed little by little, and the feeling of lack of oxygen reappeared.

In Zhou Yang's mind, a figure appeared like a horse watching flowers, his father who was sick, he ran around in despair, he was in the crematorium, staring blankly at his loved ones In the end it turned into a handful of ashes.

Probably life and death are like this, just sooner or later...

"What kind of girl do you like?"

Song Yiyi's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and on that New Year's Eve, Song Yiyi looked at him seriously.

And he answered seriously.

Now recalling it again, the figure of "An Xiao" suddenly froze in his mind, but that was not a liking, at least Zhou Yang felt that it was not a liking, it should be a pity.

Zhou Yang took out his SN brand mobile phone.

This phone was given to him by An Xiao after filming "The Bottom of the Mine", and Zhou Yang has been using it himself.

It's a pity that this mobile phone is famous, but the quality is very poor, there is no signal, and there is not much battery.

After hesitating for a while, he finally edited a text message, and then clicked send...

"Goodbye, Mr. An."

"Thank you for taking care of me all these years!"

"Your kindness, I may, may repay it in the next life."

"I'm sorry, I didn't go to the end with you to see the prosperity of Chinese movies..."

After editing, he clicked send.

Although, he knew that this was destined to be a text message that could not be sent.

"boom!"

Just after he clicked send, he felt the ground shake again, the whole earth was shaking, and the stone on the side of the coffin wall cracked and collapsed...

Under the shock, his phone fell out of his hand, smashing the screen and smashing it to pieces.

There was a big gash in his foot.

When the vibration stabilized, he heard waves of excited voices.

"There is a signal, there is a signal! Haha, we have a signal!"

Perhaps it was the explosion just now, which completely destroyed the surrounding signal shielding equipment, and the signal appeared on the mobile phone in an instant.

Will Smith was like an excited child, he quickly called the police...

however……

"You tell me the location, where are you!"

"In Baghdad."

"Where is Baghdad?"

"Baghdad Desert..."

"What are the exact coordinates?"

"The specific coordinates are..."

"..."

"Excuse me sir, can you make it clearer? I'm asking you for details, can you not breathe through your mouth? Use your nose, not your mouth..."

"..."

"You have to tell me where you are...how can we save you if you don't tell me where you are?"

"..."

"Sir, please be clear. I don't think there is anything wrong with you. It's just a prank, right? Sir, I'm going to hang up if you do this!"

"..."

"Specific coordinates. You are in the desert. We need specific coordinates...Sir, not everyone can determine the location. If you want to apply, sir, why don't you fill out a form first? Do you have an email address?"

"..."

"Are you Will Smith? Sir, please stop playing pranks. We are very busy. If you talk nonsense like this again, I will sue you for defamation!"

Will Smith made the phone call with excitement, but soon, there were waves of angry voices on the phone.

The operator's phone call was full of arrogance and impatience. Even when Will Smith called for the second time, the other party educated Will Smith very seriously.

Oxygen is getting scarcer.

Seeing Will Smith wrangling over there, Zhou Yang instantly thought of another phone, he immediately took it out of his pocket, and after taking out another note, he hurriedly took out another mobile phone and started making a call ...

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"Goodbye, Mr. An."

"Thank you for taking care of me all these years!"

"Your kindness, I may, may repay it in the next life."

"Sorry, I didn't go to the end with you to see the prosperity of Chinese movies..."

China.

Three in the afternoon.

An Xiao's cell phone vibrated slightly.

She took out her phone and glanced at it.

Afterwards, her originally cold expression turned pale, and she stood up from the chair in an instant, calling Zhou Yang's number repeatedly.

However, no matter how many times he called, Zhou Yang's cell phone was still out of service area.

An Xiao, who had always been very calm, felt her heart tremble, and her eye circles turned red uncontrollably. She immediately made another call, but no one answered the other call.

She thought of all kinds of possibilities, and her heart became more and more flustered. For the first time, she felt tight in her chest and couldn't breathe. Tears finally flowed out uncontrollably. She looked at the text message repeatedly, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She finally called her family. She was always calm, but the first time she spoke, her voice was trembling and eager.

The noon sun shone on her beautiful face, which was full of helplessness, and the phone in her hand was shaking constantly.

When her cell phone rang again, she answered it immediately...

"Why are you answering the phone now!"

It was the first time that she, who was rarely angry, lost her composure and was full of anger to the voice on the phone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, allowing her to blame her.

After she finished speaking, the other party finally replied with such a cold sentence: "I'm rushing over there... But don't get your hopes up, he should be dead. Since he dared to come here to make a movie, probably he would die too." You should have made up your mind to die...he was buried alive!"

An Xiao could hardly hold the phone.

Her anger rose again, and she felt that the words on the other end of the phone were very harsh, as if they were the harshest words she had heard in her life!
After the other party hung up the phone, she took a long breath and forced herself to calm down. She knew that no matter what she did or said, she would be beyond her reach.

but……

Many disturbing pictures hit her mind over and over again.

She slumped on the chair, feeling powerless all over, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"fine!"

"It will be fine!"

"It should be fine!"

"He has never experienced any suffering or danger, so how could something happen!"

In the past, she never believed in self-comfort. She felt that these were all self-deception.

But now she is deceiving herself.

Finally, she bowed her head in silence.

She knew that although the person on the other end of the phone spoke very bluntly, it was impossible for him to lie.

Everyone has their own chosen path, and everyone has to pay a series of prices for the path they choose!
but!

he!
He doesn't seem to have even enjoyed a happy day, he has been trying to live for others!

Tears blurred An Xiao's eyes.

She took the mobile phone and kept calling Zhou Yang.

Calling again and again, it turns out that the phone is not in the service area again and again...

"Dong dong."

"Secretary An, the director's meeting report in mid-March..."

"go out!"

Zhang Jianguo pushed the door open with a smile on his face and came in, but when he heard a cold voice, he was taken aback, then took a step back helplessly, with a little sneer on his face: "You do it first, you do it first, I'm just asking, nothing else, um, drink more hot water..."

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Rescue operations have been going on.

The yellow sand all over the sky covered the night.

Under the starry sky, several people are digging the ground anxiously...

War reporters with ponytails recorded all this with cameras, and soldiers were also in the ranks.

The night wind blows...

There was a burst of artillery fire in the distance.

The war is over in the news, but in reality, it goes on every day.

"There is someone!"

"coming……"

"stop!"

After digging for a while, the surrounding soil suddenly loosened.

Immediately afterwards, a pool of blood seeped out, and the soldier jumped down, peeling off the dust with his hands...

Then, he saw a pair of hands tremblingly stretched out from the sand.

Everyone present had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

Still alive!

Then...

The soldier speeded up, and not long after, he dug out a bloody man...

His whole body was stained with yellow sand, his head was covered with clothes, but his body was twitching instinctively, digging up desperately.

When he felt someone pulling him, his whole body trembled instantly, and he tightly grasped the soldier's hand.

The cracked wound was deep into the bone, and the ponytail war reporter stared straight at everything that was shocking.

The man crawled out slowly...

The soldier lifted the clothes covering his face!

But I saw that this person was on the verge of coma, and he was panting continuously, but his hands kept grabbing upwards over and over again, in the void, as if it would never stop...

　The third one is delivered, please ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)