Relying on Liang

Constantly pressing the camera shutter, Chris, full of excitement, turned over from another sand dune in the distance, and then gradually got closer and closer to Zhong Yunqing's side.

And Zhong Er, who was dazed at the top of the sand dune, quickly noticed the crooked nut covered in red hair.The other party was like all hikers, carrying an oversized backpack, holding a professional camera, and was constantly taking pictures of him.

"Hello - who are you?" Zhong Er stood up, waved his hands and shouted.

After so many days in the desert, it was rare to meet a living person other than the crew. This extremely boring bastard couldn't even bother to pursue the other party's secret filming. He just wanted to find someone to talk to.After greeting him in Chinese, he realized that the other party was a foreigner, and Zhong Er hurriedly asked him again in his broken English.

On the other side, Chris didn't expect Zhong Yunqing to take the initiative to talk to him.After being stunned for a moment, seeing Zhong Yunqing's friendly smile towards him from the camera, Chris put down the camera in his hand, stepped on the sand dunes and strode towards Zhong Er, and greeted Zhong Er in the same broken Chinese: "You Okay, Wo Ming, Chris, may I ask Gao's name?"

Zhong Er was even more cheerful. I didn’t expect this foreigner named Chris to be able to speak Chinese. Although his pronunciation was strange and awkward, he could understand him anyway. He immediately pointed to himself and said, “My name is Zhong Yunqing.”

"Zhong, nice to meet you!" Chris stretched out his hand enthusiastically. Obviously, the pronunciation of Zhong Er's name was still too difficult for him, but this did not prevent him from rolling his tongue and showing the same joyful expression on his face.

"Were you taking pictures of me just now?" After shaking hands in a friendly manner, Zhong Er remembered this, and pointed to the camera in Chris's hand opposite him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have asked your permission first, but—"

After opening the chat box, Chris's Chinese was a little smoother. At this moment, he seemed to be unable to find the exact adjective to express it. The big and thick American man raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly. He touched his camera like a lover, then pointed to Zhong Er, then pointed to his own head as a gesture, and said: "Just now, there are countless inspirations like little angels blowing horns, beating gongs and drums in my mind. "

Hearing Chris' strange description, Zhong Er almost laughed out loud.Although the language communication is stuttering, the passion for creation is common all over the world.Nodding his head to express his understanding, Zhong Er immediately said generously: "It's okay, but anyway, I'm also your model, can you give me a copy of the photo?"

Zhong Er just asked casually, but unexpectedly, Chris on the opposite side was very serious, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it can't be done now." He shook his head regretfully, raised his camera and explained: "It's just a film at the moment, and it will take time to develop it. .

Then he turned his gaze to the motorcade of the "Tang Dao" crew on the other side of the dune, and asked, "Zhong, are you an actor? Maybe in a few days, I can send you the developed photos."

Seeing that the other party seriously considered his joking request, Zhong Yunqing also put away his casual attitude at this time. He must have replied to Chris, and the two chatted with each other for a while. In the end, Chris, who had to go to other places for shooting Waved goodbye to Zhong Yunqing and left.

Watching his new friend go away, Zhong Er suddenly thought that he had disappeared for a while. If his assistant Zhou Beibei found out, he would be stared at by Xiao Nizi with sad eyes for a long time. This feeling is not good. .He quickly called Natan, who was taking a leisurely walk, and then rode a camel girl back to the crew station under the sand dunes.

Returning to the convoy, Zhou Beibei, who had been called away, hadn't returned yet, and Zhong Er, who had a guilty conscience, let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, in front of the convoy, the set of the crew of "Tang Dao" has been set up, the ladders and steel cables are all on the line, the assistant director Ge Tie is instructing the actors to lift the wires, and the martial arts instructor is on the sidelines to Chen Feiyang, the first male, and Sima Xue, the second male. The actor Wu Qingyu demonstrated the trick.On the other side, the stuntmen who will replace Chen Feiyang and Wu Qingyu to complete several difficult scenes are also on call at any time.

The female lead, Jian Jie, has already completed this set of shots in exile in the desert ahead of schedule. After she retired, she flew back to China last night to take part in an interview show about the movie "Tang Dao" during the spare time.This is also the first time actress Jian Jie has faced the camera and responded to the recent negative news.

Right now in the desert, everyone is very busy except Zhong Er, an idler. Even the assistant Zhou Beibei was called to help the makeup artist.After all the preparatory work is over, the crew will soon enter the official shooting.

Zhong Er sat in the car for a while and watched Chen Feiyang, Wu Qingyu and a group of masked men floating in the air, the duel scene where swords, lights and swords were coming and going. The production crew hovered far above the sky, and let out urgent and hurried cries.

"Brother Zhong? Where are you going?" Zhou Beibei, the assistant next to Zhong Er, asked quickly when he saw that he was about to get out of the car without saying a word.

"Beibei, don't come down. I'll go find Hassan and I'll be back right away!" Zhong Yunqing, who is extremely sensitive to all kinds of sounds, had a bad feeling in his heart. At this time, he didn't have time to explain to Zhou Beibei, so he could only stop him. Xiao Nizi wanted to further follow the move of getting out of the car and let her stay in the car.

Hurrying to the rear of the convoy, Zhong Er saw that the Bedouin boy Hassan also had a dignified face, and the eagle that had wailed in the sky just now was flapping its wings and resting on his arm.

"Hassan!"

Zhong Yunqing stopped the tour guide Hassan who was leading the two camels up the dune, and then the two climbed to the top of the dune together, standing at the commanding height, where the convection of the air seemed to be obvious at once.And the distant sky directly in front of the two, the originally clear and distinct horizon, is now billowing gray and yellow dust, covering the sky like a majestic city wall, with some kind of unusual and terrifying pressure.

Hassan, a simple-faced Bedouin boy, changed his expression at this time. He held Zhong Yunqing anxiously, and made gestures in a chattering voice, among which were a few sentences in English with an accent, which made Zhong Yunqing clearly understand the words 'sandstorm' and 'dangerous'. ', 'refuge' and other key words.

Zhong Er was also in a hurry now, and looked at the huge pile of dust accumulations approaching them from a distance, the most dangerous natural phenomenon in the desert, they unexpectedly encountered it today Fortunately, the eagle raised by Hassan warned in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhong Yunqing's first thought was to quickly notify the rest of the crew to evacuate immediately.Then he suddenly remembered that the photographer Chris who had just bid farewell to him happened to be in the direction that the sandstorm might travel!

"Hassan, hurry up and inform the rest of the crew." Stretching out his hand, he pointed in the direction of the crew. Seeing Hassan nodding, he seemed to understand. Zhong Er hurriedly led the camel in Hassan's hand again, " Natan lent me! Someone went forward just now, he was walking, he should not have gone far, I will chase him back!"

Before Hassan could speak to stop him, Zhong Yunqing, who was riding a camel, rushed down the sand dunes.

Natan is a camel with spirituality. At this time, she seemed to feel Zhong Er's impatience. She moved her limbs and ran fast, changing the image of a camel as a slow-moving creature in people's impression.

Riding on Natan's back, the bumps forced Zhong Yunqing to hold on to the dense hair on the camel girl's neck. He lowered his body weight, followed the direction Chris left, and looked up from time to time to look around, trying to find the red-haired girl. figure.

Fortunately, as Zhong Er expected, although he had been away for a while, Chris, who was walking on foot and stopped from time to time to take pictures, did not go too far.After a detour, Zhong Yunqing finally found him, about a kilometer or less than two kilometers away from the crew.

"Oh, Zhong!" Chris pressed the shutter facing a huge sand dune, and the dry and exhausted creative inspiration came out endlessly because of Zhong Er's relationship. When he turned around, he was completely immersed in his own world. Only then did he find Zhong Yunqing galloping towards him on a camel.

"Chris, come up quickly! The sandstorm is coming soon!" Zhong Er ignored Chris' expression of surprise and joy. Voice.

Patting the restless Natan comfortingly, Zhong Yunqing couldn't help but reach out and pull Chris onto the camel's back.The two looked back together, and from the gap between the two huge sand dunes, they could already see the dark dust clusters engulfing the sky coming towards them.

"God——!" Chris exclaimed exaggeratedly. He can't be blamed for being so gaffe. He has been to Dubai so many times. Although he has also experienced the weather full of sand, he encountered such a large-scale sandstorm in the desert. He is also the first time.

If Zhong Yunqing hadn't arrived in time, it would be unimaginable for Chris, who was still immersed in the enthusiasm of filming and creation, what kind of terrible disaster he would encounter.

However, Natan originally only carried the light Zhong Yunqing on his back, and he was able to run fast. At this time, he added Chris, a strong American man who grew up drinking milk and eating beef. The weight of two adults made Natan's speed obvious. Slow down.

"It can't go on like this!" Zhong Yunqing's voice was broken in the howling wind, and when a small amount of sand and dust carried by the wind cut his face, he had to squint his eyes and covered his entire face with a hood.

"I don't think we'll be able to go back in time, Zhong!" As soon as he opened his mouth, there was sand in his mouth. Although Chris was rough, he was a photographer who was on the go all the year round. He opened his backpack and took out a spare T-shirt to cover his head. With a low voice, he said to Zhong Er in English: "We have to find a high leeward sand dune to hide and wait for the sandstorm to pass!"

Zhong Er nodded in agreement. The speed of the sandstorm was astonishing. In a short period of time, the striker had already approached their range, and the surrounding sky quickly dimmed.At this moment, Zhong Yunqing only hoped that the rest of the crew had evacuated safely. He squinted his eyes and looked around, then pointed to a sand dune not far ahead and said, "Go there!"

The two got off the camel quickly, Zhong Yunqing led Natan, and ran towards the top of the sand dune one after the other.Just turning over to the back of the sand dune, Zhong Yunqing and Chris immediately lay down on the sand surface, while Natan also showed the instinct of a desert animal, bending her limbs and kneeling on the ground.It didn't take long for the terrifying vibrations of the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.

Zhong Er bit his headband with his mouth open. In the dusty sky, he could barely open his eyes. His hands, feet, back, and every part of his body that was in contact with the sandstorm seemed to be constantly being dumped sand on him.

They completely underestimated the power of this sandstorm. They crawled on the sand surface, struggling to prevent themselves from being buried alive by the large amount of sand and dust. Under the threat of suffocation, Zhong Er fumbled to take out his mobile phone from under his robe, and barely opened his mouth. At first glance - thanks to the mobile phone operator in Dubai, there is still a signal!

Without any hesitation, Zhong Er moved his fingers to turn on the GPS positioning and pressed Lei Zhen's phone number. He thought: even if he was going to die, he had to have a rare person to talk with him.Otherwise, if you come down here alone, Lord Yan will ask who will send you the end?You can't answer, how aggrieved it is.

Layer after layer of wind and sand buried everything, and Zhong Er became heavier and heavier.In the howling storm, the mobile phone was pressed against his cheek, and Lei Zhen's anxious voice seemed to be faintly heard from inside, but Zhong Er, who was dazed by lack of oxygen, was unable to respond. .