Chapter 475: It's coming

My heart can't help but become irritable: What are you busy with? Surgery?
No one answered the phone call since I first got off the plane. Now, it has been half an hour, but no one answered!
Mo Boyuan is not a temperamental person, he has never been!
So, very upset.
Seeing no one answered the phone, I could only sleep with my blindfold.
On the bus, everyone only dared to speak quietly, some were playing with their phones and some were sleeping.
Fortunately at the beginning, the airport road must be flat.
But in a short while, the bus began to sway and jerky.
All sleeping are awakened:
"Huh, what's the matter? Why is it so upset?"
The assistant director held his horn again:
"It's all quiet, don't make any noise, the road is uneven, everyone just sit down."
Where is this just uneven roads?
Someone opened the curtain and glanced, almost shocked.
Young people born and raised in big cities since childhood, but have never seen such a road full of yellow mud, at first glance, it is all pits!
There are still big pits and small pits, one after another.
No wonder this bus has been bumpy.
Seeing the appearance of these young children, the assistant director couldn't help laughing:
"It's okay, this is just the beginning, but I have been vaccinated with you in advance."
So it's still early.
Everyone suddenly looked at me and I looked at you, head drooping.
The assistant director has put down his horn and chatted with Wang Weizhi:
"These young children have never suffered!" exclaimed.
Wang Weizhi also nodded in agreement:
"Yes, it's like us back then, the conditions are much harder than this."
"Khan, the times are different."
"Yes."
From beginning to end, Mo Boyuan didn't move, because he was wearing a blindfold, he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.
Naturally, no one dared to confirm this problem!
But seeing that Mo Boyuan was so calm, the group of fledgling young artists sitting behind did not dare to say anything more.
complain?
That is even more dare!
Complain in front of these few people, do you want to die?
Even Zhou Xian was very uncomfortable being bumped, feeling motion sickness and nausea.
But seeing the old God Mo at home was there, he felt like vomiting.
The bus really drove for two hours before it finally stopped.
All the people in the car feel like they are not themselves.
When I got out of the car, I felt dizzy as if I stepped on cotton.
The assistant director furiously poured himself more than half a bottle of water, and then picked up the water from the clear ditch beside him and washed his face, before finally regaining his senses:
"Attention, everyone pays attention, just walk in from this trail and you'll be up!
Khan, this spirit can be mentioned by mentioning it?
The boys were very carefree to learn from just the assistant guide, washing their faces with the water in the ditch.
The water in this natural small ditch was called cold, and it really recovered a lot in an instant.
The water is really clear, how good is the mountain environment?
It's not comparable in the city!
You can drink the water in the ditch directly.
However, the group of female artists did not move, one by one they would rather pinch themselves than use the water in this small ditch.
Afterwards, the group walked inward along the trail. Not long after they walked, they saw a freshly mined open field with some tents pitched.
"Director Wang, you can be regarded as coming!" The coordinator hurried forward.
Wang Weizhi nodded: "How are you preparing?"
"Everything is ready!"
"Okay, hard work!"
"It should be."