Jiang Yuning calmed down, and then muttered silently: "Find the handle of the knife on the chair, the bucket in the box, and the key in the basket..."
Time passed little by little, and Vera was a little anxious: "It's been ten minutes, Uncle Ning, are you okay?"
"Does this make you feel bad?" Jiang Yuning couldn't help but tease her.
"There is no air, no water, no light..."
Jiang Yuning found the knife under the umbrella, assembled it with the handle, and then continued to look for new clues.
At this moment, the windows on the 18th floor were slapped by the violent storm. Of course, this was not a special effect that the program team could arrange.
And just when Jiang Yuning got the final pass code and was about to open the door, he only heard two hisses. Affected by the thunderstorm, the hotel's circuit system was directly burned.
"What's wrong? What's going on?" Vera became even more anxious when she saw that the advertising box was no longer lit, and the person was still locked inside.
Soon, the hotel's service staff ran up to the 18th floor, holding a lock-picking tool in his hand: "You two ladies, step back, we are going to break down the door."
"What happened?"
"The source of the disaster, Typhoon Level 15, lost control of its movement path and landed on our island early. Now the recording of the program has been terminated. You should go back to your room and stay safe." After saying that, the two staff members hurriedly opened the dark room. door.
Jiang Yuning took the opportunity to go to the window on the 18th floor and look down. She found that there was a violent storm outside and the sea water was rising. Fortunately, the hotel was located in a higher position and had not been flooded by the sea water. It was currently the most ideal refuge on the island.
Soon, the combination lock of the small dark room was broken. Vera quickly followed the staff in and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xiao Chennan was safe.
"You...are so violent?"
Vera rolled her eyelids and couldn't help but reply: "You're so violent. The typhoon is coming. Let's get you out quickly."
Vera lost her temper.
Xiao Chennan couldn't help but smile, and then walked out of the room with Vera. The three of them quickly went downstairs to join other guests.
The other staff and directing team of "Desert Island" are also very anxious at the moment. They have recorded so many episodes and have never encountered such a dangerous situation. Because the island is now completely closed, all the roads into the island are blocked. If you want to get in, you have to know how to fly.
"Please go back to your room to rest and wait for the typhoon to pass."
"Hey, we're halfway through the program. What kind of hatred or resentment is this?"
The staff of the program team knew that everyone was emotionally unstable and hurriedly came to convey the meaning of several directors: "The program is not important, everyone's safety is the most important. I hope everyone can follow the hotel's arrangements and wait for the typhoon to leave. The program team will We will find a way to get everyone back to Los Angeles safely, please rest assured."
"There are some old bald donkeys who have a conscience." The golden boy's mouth turned up high.
"Now, please go back to your room and rest."
Subsequently, the hotel also lifted the signal blocking, but because the typhoon was so fierce, everyone's mobile phones were basically useless for contact.
…
Affected by the typhoon, Los Angeles was also plunged into heavy rain.
Subsequently, in the entertainment news, news also spread that the cast of "Desert Island" was trapped on an island. Fans of several artists were worried and distressed.
"Ah, someone go and save my little fairy."
"My family Mingming...can you please be safe? We are worried to death."
"Are you, the program team, out of your mind? You actually chose such a dangerous place to record the program. Oh, oh, our baby."
"Can someone give me some news? I hope everyone is okay."
Immediately afterwards, the topic #"Desolate Island" program crew was trapped in a hotel due to a typhoon# became a hot search topic.
[The program team is really risking their lives, it’s too dangerous.]
[I hope everyone is okay. We don’t have to watch the show. As long as everyone is okay.]
[It is said that people on the island cannot enter because the roads are flooded.]
[Jiang Yuning should die soon.]
[Is there someone sick upstairs? Why are you so vicious?]
[Holy shit, why are these people so dark inside?]
[I reported it, and that person just came out to scold me. He is crazy.]
There was quite a commotion online. Later, Guangying and several other artist's management companies also tried to contact the hotel and the program team, but the communication equipment was blocked and they could not be contacted at all.
Seeing this, Secretary He, who received the news, immediately knocked on the door and entered Lu Jingzhi's office: "Principal, something happened."
There were still people in Lu Jingzhi's office, but Secretary He walked in and handed the phone to Lu Jingzhi.
Everyone in 489 knows that Lu Jingzhi is a workaholic and has never delayed business due to personal matters. However, this time, after Lu Jingzhi checked his phone, he stood up from his office chair and said, "Let's talk about this next time."
The remaining people in uniform: "???"
"Didn't you notice the wedding ring on the principal's ring finger?"
"Have it?"
"I don't know which girl is so lucky."
Outside the door, Lu Jingzhi walked quickly, and Secretary He followed behind him, barely catching up: "Principal."
"What's the situation on the island now? Is there any way to enter?"
"The typhoon is too big. Everyone is waiting for news now." Secretary He replied quickly.
Lu Jingzhi pursed his lips tightly, his eyebrows and eyelids were wrinkled, and there seemed to be a knife blade hidden in his dark pupils.
This ancestor always wanted to do something to make his heart beat wildly.
"Arrange accommodation at the place closest to the island, and then immediately inquire and arrange rescue methods."
"Understood." Secretary He agreed immediately.
Mommy, this is the principal's pet peeve. I hope this damn typhoon can stop soon.
And this rain...
It's too big, as big as the day Yiping asked her father for money.
…
In the hotel, the guests all huddled together at this moment, because the temperature dropped sharply due to the strong wind and heavy rain, and it was really cold.
The hotel staff are trying to restore the hotel's power supply system, but the typhoon is too fierce and there is really no way.
"Those old bald donkeys are really trying to trick themselves if they are so cruel." Jin child sighed while sitting on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, "I don't know when the typhoon will stop."
Jiang Yuning looked at the golden child, frowned, and then said, "Little brat, tell me the truth, are you a spy?"
"What spy?" Jin Mingcheng couldn't help but trembled, "Ha, Sister Yuning, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"Well, at this time, shouldn't we expect that some unparalleled hero will come to us on the colorful auspicious clouds?" Xu Beisheng leaned on Jiang Yuning's arm, "Do you think he will come?"
"Who? Who will come?"
Jiang Yuning pushed the golden child's head away, and then threatened him: "Let's continue to analyze why you are a spy..."
"Director, there is a spoiler here!"
"Damn kid." Jiang Yuning couldn't help but laugh and looked at Movie Emperor Xiao and Vera.
Gee, this typhoon is not useless...
(End of chapter)