Mo Jingjing ran and shouted. Despite her frail appearance, her voice was incredibly penetrating. Even without a microphone, she could transmit every word to the other person's ears.
The moment she took her first step, her commanding presence was instantly revealed, showing that she was a woman who was just as capable as any man!
It makes people feel at ease.
What does face matter in the face of life and death?
At this moment, Mu Yaya, Cheng Nuo, and the other three were surprisingly united, and all of them obediently did as they were told.
One person took the rope, while the other four lay down.
The person standing there was none other than Yan Yi, who was holding a boat oar and whose legs were stiff.
Actually, he wanted to lie down, but his body was so frightened that it suddenly wouldn't obey his commands.
Mo Jingjing noticed this too, "Never mind, Yan Yi, you can just stand there and not move!"
Connecting the rope would be too much of a challenge for him in his current state.
Watching Mo Jingjing fiddling with the ropes on camera, the assistant director approached the director with concern, his voice low as he said, "Director He, I think this storm is coming very suddenly. If Cheng Nuo and the others' boat and bamboo raft are really capsized by the waves, their lives will be in danger."
"Should we send in a rescue team?"
Although the production team purchased various insurance policies for all the guests before the show officially started recording, the assistant director still didn't want to see anyone actually die.
He Sheng, however, looked impatient and had no intention of taking the other party's advice. "Alright, alright, I know you're a very kind person, but while kindness is one thing, we still need to have some professional ethics, right?"
"What is desert island survival? Anything can happen. That's the kind of thrill we bring to our audience! Look at the expressions on these people's faces, so realistic, who can find fault with them?"
Human life
Since He Sheng can become the director of a survival show on a deserted island, he won't pity anyone or cherish anyone's life.
Since the first filming began, he has taken countless injured guests to the hospital.
I've long since become accustomed to their fates.
Seeing the number of viewers in the live stream soaring, and some people even sending gifts, He Sheng was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming.
At this moment, in his eyes, Mo Jingjing was no longer Mo Jingjing, but ratings and money!
Here, the assistant director's status is only slightly higher than that of other staff members; the decision-making power still rests with the director.
Seeing that his suggestion was not accepted, the assistant director had no choice but to back down.
"The wave... is coming!"
"Whoosh!"
Cheng Nuo, who was lying on the small boat, looked back and was so scared that she peed herself.
Just as Mo Jingjing threw the rope over, the wave came.
The ferocious waves instantly swallowed the group, like a terrifying, gaping maw.
"No! No! Help! Help me!"
The waves were so huge that from Jia Nan's perspective, not only were Mu Yaya's boatload of people swallowed up, but even Mo Jingjing, who was standing on the beach, was being swallowed up by the waves!
Having witnessed all of this, she was completely devastated.
"Mo Jingjing! Cheng Nuo! Help! Is anyone there?! Help!"
"Help!"
"Damn it, God, please stop raining! I beg you, please stop raining!"
Helplessness, fear, terror, self-blame and guilt—all these emotions surged into Jia Nan's heart in an instant.
It made her act like a madwoman.
The live stream chat exploded.
Everyone thought Mo Jingjing was dead.
They died in the waves.
Some people were cursing the production team and the director in the live chat, and also called Mu Yaya and her group of idiots who were courting death, and condemned Jia Nan as the executioner who killed everyone and a murderer.
It even quickly sparked a trend of "owing Mo Jingjing an apology".
On the other side, Su Mu, who was also watching the live stream on his phone, had a gloomy expression, and the atmosphere in the carriage changed along with the change in his aura.
Anyway, Zhang Heng, who was standing to the side, didn't dare to say a word.
Just as everyone was immersed in grief, that unique, pleasant, and easily recognizable voice, with its exceptional penetrating power, rang in their ears once again.
"What are you yelling about not being dead! If you have that much strength, why don't you come over and help me pull the rope!"
It's Mo Jingjing!
"Mo Jingjing, it really is you! Thank goodness! You're still alive!" The moment Jia Nan heard Mo Jingjing's voice, she burst into tears of joy and rushed over. "Jingjing, the dark clouds are starting to disperse. This storm will be over soon."
"Let's hold on a little longer! Come on, one, two, three, pull! One, two, three, pull!"
...
Whew~
Just as Su Mu put down his phone, Zhang Heng, who was standing next to him, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The way he looked at Su Mu changed.
Oh no, it seems his movie star is sick.
Unaware of Zhang Heng's change, Su Mu left the live stream and returned the phone to Zhang Heng, saying, "Sometimes I'll contact Mo Jingjing's agent, give her the script for the new movie, and discuss the contract details."
"What? Su Mu, you didn't just decide on the second female lead after watching one live stream, did you? You know Mo Jingjing has a lot of dark history. I suggest you think carefully!"
Taking the phone, Zhang Heng immediately spoke up to remind Su Mu, hoping to change his mind.
But in the end, it was all in vain.
"I've made up my mind."
With just one concise sentence, Zhang Heng was completely shut down!
Once the great actor Su has made a decision, no one can change it.
His agent is the same!
Of course, Mo Jingjing, who had just survived a near-death experience, was unaware of all this.
Jia Nan is right. This storm came and went quickly, and it soon subsided.
Fortunately, the small boat that Mu Yaya and her five friends had built was sturdy enough not to be broken apart by the waves. Their strong will to survive kept them clinging tightly to the planks, refusing to let go.
No one was swept into the sea by the waves.
Everyone only drank some seawater and was a little frightened, but there were no other external injuries.
Only Mo Jingjing, because she used too much force, tore a gash in her palm, causing some bleeding. She also collapsed to the ground from exhaustion the moment she pulled the boat aboard.
Their interstellar beings have a strong ability to recover; they only need a good night's sleep.
Mo Jingjing just slept for a rather long time.
I slept for a full day and night.
The moment she woke up, everyone was by her side, looking at her with concern.
"You're awake! That's wonderful, Jingjing! You're really awake! You have no idea how scared we were while you were unconscious!"
Seeing Mo Jingjing awaken, Jia Nan spoke first.
Wiping away her tears, Jia Nan solemnly apologized to Mo Jingjing, "Jingjing, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Yesterday I reflected deeply on myself, and I was too selfish. I almost caused you all to lose your lives."
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