Chapter 415: Shi'an Desert in Distress (1/3)
Although his eyes were closed, Qiao Yimo didn't sleep all night, and there was no movement.
She admitted that she couldn't sleep because of his words.
The back was close to the man's chest, and he could clearly feel his powerful heartbeat. She didn't know if he was asleep, but she knew it when he left.
Pretending not to wake up, she slowly opened her eyes until she heard the sound of closing the door. Through the gaps in the curtains, she could see the bright sky outside.
He curled up in the quilt, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open for a while.
Turning on the phone to check the time, she just got up to wash, and she didn't look very energetic.
…
After that night, Qiao Yimo hadn't seen Fu Sinian for a long time. She hadn't counted it for a long time, but there was no more than half a month in a month, as if she suddenly disappeared, and even the call was not passed.
She was busy filming and was preparing to welcome Director Feng's big movie. She didn't have time to think about him too much when she was busy.
When eating at night, Qiao Ranran would mention it from time to time and ask him where he was going. Naturally, she couldn't answer if she didn't know.
When she was busiest, she was also distracted by another matter.
Lu Ziyan told her that Shi An was bitten by a snake while filming in the desert. Although there was a doctor in the team, she was still a little worried. Taking advantage of the break time, she made a phone call.
"Shi'an, are you okay?"
"Cough..." Before hearing the words, I heard the sound of the man coughing first, and it seemed that he was very sick.
The worry in her heart deepened slightly, "Are you okay?"
"No, cough cough... I'm fine." The man swallowed, his voice became a little rough, as if he didn't want her to worry, he pressed his lips and coughed quietly, saying: "I didn't let Lu Ziyan tell you about me. Are you okay?"
Qiao Yimo took the phone and frowned: "What do you think he can tell me? No matter how serious the problem comes out of his mouth, it seems like a joke. How do I know if you are all right over there."
The environment of the desert can be known without even thinking about it. Although the environment in ordinary filming is also very bad, this kind of shooting is no less than that of an expeditionary team, which is undoubtedly a challenge for a pampered actor like him.
As a friend, it is impossible for her not to worry.
"I'm really fine
Now, I am resting in an aboriginal home. "
Qiao Yimo, "Are you sure you are okay? Coughing so badly, are you planning to get a sickness there and then come back?"
The man laughed lowly and dumbly, "I'm not so delicate yet, but it's because the sand is too heavy here, the climate is hot, and the throat is easy to dry and dumb, so I just take a rest."
As he said, he coughed again.
Although he said briskly, Qiao Yimo could still hear what he had been holding back, and his eyebrows became tighter. "Or you should go to the nearby hospital first and ask for a few days off. Otherwise, if you fall down, you won’t be able to take pictures later."
Shi An chuckled softly, "Momo, it's not that serious. The doctors who accompanied him have prepared enough medicine. Besides, it takes four or five days to go back and forth to the nearest regular hospital, so there is no need to be so troublesome."
Four or five days
Qiao Yimo's face changed slightly.
Don’t they just make a documentary? It feels like an expedition in a no-man’s land. What kind of team does not even have to die for shooting.
Her heart sank, her tone suddenly became serious, "Shi'an, are you really filming?"
There was silence for two seconds before the man said, "Why do you ask? What else can I do without filming?"
Qiao Yimo's eyes flashed and he smiled, "No, I just think it's a bit strange, you should rest first."
"Ok."
Just when she was about to hang up, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Yes, Shi'an, I... saw your father."
After thinking about it, she still thinks she should tell him.
There seemed to be silent, half a minute later, a man's voice came out, "What did he tell you?"
"Uh, nothing to say." Thinking of those conversations, she felt embarrassed and hurriedly diverted her attention, "He chose me to make his movie."
"Sorry, I haven't told you about this. If he said something inappropriate, I hope you don't mind."
"Director Feng is very good, he didn't embarrass me."
…
After hanging up the phone, she made another call to Lu Ziyan.
Without waiting for him to talk nonsense, she asked directly, "Lu Ziyan, what did Shi An go there for?"
Lu Ziyan whispered over there, "Don't you know? He went there anyway, not for
To bask in the sun. "
Qiao Yimo squinted his eyes slightly, "Since I called you to inquire, I naturally said that I didn't believe those. You can either tell me the truth or hang up."
"To be honest, you don't like to listen to it, so let's hang up the book."
"..."
Qiao Yimo gritted his teeth, "Lu Ziyan!"
There was a man’s sneer on the phone, and Lu Ziyan said leisurely: “Don’t you think about it? Who can get him into that kind of shabby place? Let’s not talk about filming the shabby place, even the indigenous people. There are not many people, and it takes a lot of effort to make a call."
The woman's face suddenly changed. Who can do it
There was obviously something in this remark, and it was obviously related to her.
A silver light flashed in her mind, and her voice was low and low, "Is it him?"
"Shao Ben doesn't mean this." Lu Ziyan suddenly pretended to be dumbfounded.
Qiao Yimo didn't want to be true to him, and asked in a cold voice, "Didn't I say that I was with a team? So many people are all right?"
Lu Ziyan smiled lazily, and narrated casually, "Who said it was okay, dozens of people, before they arrived at the place, they fell ill one after another. It's a shame that he usually goes to places like that, otherwise it's estimated to be lost. Half way."
The woman clenched her fingers, bit her lip, and was silent for a while before she whispered, "I see."
Lu Ziyan hung up the phone there, looking at the phone, curling his thin lips, the beautiful white face was full of playful smiles.
In fact, he is not exaggerating, it is indeed the case over there, he just sees his buddies so hard, so he intends to help him again.
Here, Qiao Yimo stared at the phone, pressed a few numbers, hesitated for a few seconds, and then deleted them all, then put them in his pocket and turned to find the director.
The lobby of the Fushi Group Building on the first floor.
The slender and graceful figure walked to the front desk, took off the mask, and said indifferently to the lady at the front desk, "I'm looking for Mr. Fu."
The two front desks, still the two of three years ago, recognized her at a glance. After a few seconds, they nodded in a panic, picked up the phone and called the president's office.
But after a long time, no one answered.
The lady at the front desk gave Qiao Yimo an awkward look, then called again, but still no one answered.
"I'm sorry... Miss Qiao, the president seems to be away."
(End of this chapter)