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Chapter 115 The Little Transparent in the Entertainment Circle 8
"No." Ling Mo refused without any hesitation.

She now wants to shake the male protagonists’ heads to see if they are filled with water. Shouldn’t they fall in love with the female protagonist at first sight and get together at second sight?
This is the normal direction of a small post!
But now everything feels wrong, it's a mess.

He placed the leaves around his sleeping bag and placed some heavy objects on top of them, so as not to make it too obvious that they were not to be touched.

The young man circled his territory like a ferocious little beast and even glared at them threateningly.

The three men couldn't help but smile.

so cute.

……

It rained in the mountains at night.

The raindrops were like fine needles, hitting the wood densely, and the cold wind blew in through the cracks in the wooden house.

Ling Mo took out his cotton jacket and covered the sleeping bag with it, then fell into a deep sleep.

Get up the next day.

Song Wan's angry voice rang out.

"What do you mean the car can't come in?! Are you saying that on purpose to prevent me from leaving?!"

"How could such a small amount of snow block the road!?"

Seeing the mountains and fields outside covered with light white, Ling Mo calmly picked up his cotton jacket and put it on.

No one came to wake her up, but Song Wan's voice was too penetrating and woke her up.

Song Wan's voice continued.

Hu Mingli walked over to her and squatted down. She was very surprised to see the cotton-padded jacket she was wearing: "You actually brought a cotton-padded jacket?"

"I was worried it might get warm so I brought one just in case."

Hu Mingli gave a thumbs up: "Strong."

"Why don't you ask where the others are going?"

Maybe it was because Ling Mo was too calm after waking up, so Hu Mingli couldn't help but provoke her.

"Oh, why are they gone?"

Ling Mo's tone was indescribably perfunctory as he took out a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a cup.

She simply washed herself with the stream water she had fetched into a bowl last night.

"They were worried about the snow getting heavier, so they went out to look for food."

It was obvious that Hu Mingli was the one with the most experience in wild survival among all people, but it was the three male and female protagonists who went out.

So, the short post does have some binding force on the male and female protagonists.

After all, the more illogical the plot is, the more it requires plot manipulation to achieve it.

This was what he saw when he was looking through the employee handbook last night. He said it out loud to comfort her and himself, which stopped Ling Mo from having wild thoughts and causing him to fall asleep.

Ah——the light in the morning is so beautiful~
Ling Mo smiled slightly, with an imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

The cameras in the house were still on.

The boy's beautiful bare face suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Except for a few people who were worried about the safety of people going out, a bunch of people were licking the screen crazily.

"Why haven't they come back yet?"

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and Hu Mingli began to worry. Ling Mo's cold and indifferent look made him easy to be attacked.

At least some black fans who are trying to stir up trouble have started to appear online again.

After Song Wan had a tantrum, he was sure that the car could not go into the mountains because of the sudden change in weather, so he had to give up and return the phone to the photographer.

The photographers actually built a small shed not far from the wooden house.

However, in order to make the audience feel the authenticity, that place was deliberately avoided during filming.

"I'm starving. Do you have anything to eat?"

“Guests are not allowed to eat food served by staff.”

"..." Song Wan didn't eat anything last night because she was angry with Ling Mo and the others, and she had a quarrel with the director in the morning.

Even though it was common for a female idol to skip meals, she couldn't stand it anymore. She felt like she was being beaten.

My stomach, which had already suffered from stomach problems due to irregular meals and weight loss, began to ache.

She lay quietly on the bed, her body curled up unconsciously, and her already plain face looked even paler.

The atmosphere in the wooden house gradually became heavy because the four companions who had gone out did not come back.

A hint of warmth quietly spread in the house.

The house, which was dark due to the accumulation of dark clouds, lit up.

Ling Mo used the axe in the cabin to chop the four short trees outside into sections and piled them in the corner. He turned around and saw Song Wan curled up quietly on the bed. He sighed, "I give in..."

She looked speechless and helpless, raised her head and looked at the camera with a bad tone: "Hey, she's in so much pain, are you going to wait until she's in so much pain before giving her food? Can't you tell she has stomach problems?"

The director team has lost contact with the four guests due to sudden extreme weather conditions.

They were in a mess.

Seeing that another person was about to get into trouble in the wooden house, he was so scared that his heart started beating out of beat again. He quickly contacted the photographer to send food over.

Seeing Song Wan's photographer shivering in the cold and walking into the house with bread and milk in his hands, Ling Mo stopped him and said, "Give me the things."

The photographer subconsciously withdrew his hand. After all, the conflict between the two last night was obvious to everyone.

"The bread is hard and the milk is cold. You let someone with a stomachache eat this?"

The girl always speaks in an impulsive manner, but she doesn't make people hate her. After all, she means well.

"The snow outside seems to be getting heavier." Hu Mingli was no longer cheerful. She sat worriedly beside the fire that Ling Mo had lit, chopping wood slowly while staring at the white snow outside.

"Did something happen?"

Ling Mo knew what had happened, but when she saw the photographer standing there looking at her hesitantly, she took the initiative to talk.

"A cold wave suddenly swept through City A, and the road up the mountain was blocked. The director said that the other four guests are now out of contact."

"Lost contact?" Ling Mo pretended to be surprised, calmly tearing the bread in his hands and throwing it into the hot milk.

This small pot was brought by her. In fact, every guest brought one, and last night everyone cooked vegetable soup in their own small pot.

"What did you say?!" Hu Mingli was shocked. "Then go find someone quickly! Why are you still recording a show?"

"The planes can't get in. The mountains are full of fog."

Ling Mo picked up the pot, poured the hot milk and bread into the bowl, and then handed it to Hu Mingli.

Hu Mingli:......

Photographer:…

Song Nuan: ...

【……Impressed】

【A strong man will never bow his head first. 】

[It’s over. I’m going to smack Ling Mo and Song Nuan. ]

[Me too... The most outrageous thing is that I was originally a Nuan Nuan fan, and I will always hate Ling Mo! ]

[Wow, he is so warm, the hardest words, the warmest actions... I seem to have really fallen in love]

[It's so warm! I want to talk! Can the country assign me one? My requirements are not high, just one-tenth of Ling Mo's goodness is enough. ]

[The above, you are asking too much]

[It feels more like making up for what happened yesterday. After all, we have to work in the same circle, and if things really get awkward, it will be bad for everyone.]

[Indeed, the contrast between yesterday and today is too stark. ]

[Some people really just can’t stand seeing my brother being better than he is! ]

[That’s right, my brother is a very good person. It was Song Nuan who was causing the trouble, but now he is taking care of her regardless of the past.]

……

The barrage is a mess.

Hu Mingli took the wooden bowl and spoon and went to the bedside to give them to Song Nuan. Seeing that she was in so much pain that she couldn't get up, she helped her up and fed her.

(End of this chapter)