After a day of repair, the crew officially started filming. The venue was set on an open space on the hillside.

When An Lan and others arrived, the sky was still gray. She looked at the gloomy sky and murmured softly: "Look at this weather, it might rain."

The director looked at the weather, greeted everyone and said a few words, "The scene has been delayed for a day and has been slowed down. So, we must complete all the shooting today, cheer me up and strive for one. Whoever slows down the progress, don't blame me for being rude."

Everyone responded and dispersed.

An Lan glanced inadvertently and saw Zhang Yunxin's resentful face. She stared at her with a vicious look, snorted coldly after looking at each other, and turned around and walked away.

An Lan didn't care and walked towards the props master. Today, she not only had a fight scene but also a part of hanging the wire.

After the props master hangs the wire, "Try it first, and adjust it if it is too tight."

An Lan looked at the steel wire on her body, pondered slightly, and nodded. As the machine operated, she hung in the air in the air, looking down at the person under her feet, feeling a little dizzy.

"Let me down," she shouted, her voice with a husky, undetectable voice.

Not far away, Ling Yichen looked up at An Lan, and her deep eyes reflected her elegant figure.

"First hanging a wire?"

After coming down, An Lan calmed down his mind, took a deep breath, and heard a low voice coming from the side.

She turned her head and looked at the person coming, nodded and said, "Yes."

"It's safe to check the props." He paused and said, "Let's relax and experience it carefully, and you'll feel different."

An Lan looked at him strangely when she heard this. Ling Yichen had turned around and left. She watched him leave and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She was indeed a little scared when she was hanging in the air just now, but she didn't show it, but he seemed to see it.

So, come to comfort her?

Before An Lan could think too much, the director had called her name. She responded and hurriedly ran to start filming.

Feng Ning stood aside and looked up, raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yichen, "I have known you for so long, and the first time I saw you different from others."

Ling Yichen smiled faintly and did not answer her.

In fact, he didn't know why he walked over and comforted her.

Halfway through the shooting, drizzle drizzled in the sky.

An Lan, wearing purple clothes under the rain curtain, landed in mid-air like a fairy descending to earth, and was as graceful as an immortal and had a bit of mystery.

The director looked at the camera, as if he had discovered a new world, clapped his hands and signaled: "Okay, this scene is very good. Lan Xin mastered the feeling at this time, and the props master prepared us to take another shot. It's great."

With a command, An Lan was hung in the air again.

She had gradually mastered the skills, and stood on the treetops with her right toe, her long skirt fluttered in the wind, her eyebrows and eyes turned, and she was full of charm.

As she turned her eyes, she saw a figure vaguely walking towards the depths of the woods, but she didn't pay attention.

Instead, he frowned and looked at the mountains not far away, and looked further from the height.

She clearly felt that the wind and rain were getting heavier and heavier, and dark clouds gathered above her head, as if they would collapse at any time.

Whether it was an illusion or a fantasy, she vaguely saw the top of the mountain shaking.

"Lan Xin is ready, after taking this photo, we will finish work."

She nodded and responded. As soon as she put on a pose, the heavy rain fell in an uproar like she didn't have money, and it was soon impossible for people to open their eyes.

She lowered her head slightly, heard someone shouting something in her ear, and her body began to fall.

Before she stood firm, she felt the earth shaking for a while. She opened her eyes in surprise and saw a wave of yellow things rolling down from the mountain.

"The mudslide is coming, run quickly-!"

Someone howled, and everyone who heard it was immediately panicked.

The props who helped her unlock the Wia heard this and left her halfway and ran away in panic.

"Don't leave..." An Lan shouted, but the man ran away without looking back.

The earth shook a few more times, and the heavy rain made people's eyes almost unable to open.

But she saw extremely clearly that the stones and soil that kept rolling down the mountain rushed towards them fiercely with the momentum of swallowing everything, and a rumbling sound rang in her ears.

In the chaos, someone seemed to be calling her name, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

She forced herself to calm down, recalling the props' actions, finally untie the Wia and ran towards everyone desperately.

Halfway through the run, she suddenly remembered the figure walking deep into the woods.

Just now she felt a little familiar but didn't think much about it. Now she suddenly remembered that figure in her mind, and her breathing was suffocated...

Feng Ning!
Chapter completed!