Chapter 150: be lost

Chapter 150
Forty minutes later, the people in the camp saw two people swinging back with the cane, and finally returned to the tent on the tree.
Tan Sen was relieved now, calling everyone to rest together.
However, Zhao Mingkun couldn't sleep anymore.
In a quick glance just now, he clearly noticed that Concubine Hua Yao had a different smile on her face. That smile made him very uncomfortable, as if she had lost something precious.
The galaxy in the sky shone, and the romantic story continued in the tent on the branch.
"Oh my God, what did I do..."
After everything was quiet, Consort Hua Yao breathed out a long breath.
"Zhou Yang, this is the most unreasonable time in my life! I blame you!" Consort Hua Yao raised her small fist and thumped Zhou Yang's chest.
Zhou Yang shrugged: "This is also the most unreasonable time for me."
"Just now, I was completely fascinated by you..."
"Well, I understand!" Zhou Yang smiled, "I have the characteristics of both humans and apes, so you are more curious."
"Go to hell!" Hua Yaofei bit Zhou Yang's shoulder so weakly.
The gentle night will eventually pass. When the sky is bright, everyone has used breakfast and prepared to move on.
But Zhou Yang kept looking at the sky.
"Student Zhou Yang, are you watching the sky again?" Zhao Mingkun said angrily.
During the breakfast, Concubine Hua Yao had been sitting next to Zhou Yang and didn't even fight him. His jealousy made Zhao Mingkun almost crazy.
"I'm waiting for the weatherman!"
As Zhou Yang spoke, two colorful parrots flew in the sky.
The cameramen immediately started shooting. They knew that Zhou Yang had a new lens.
Sure enough, Zhou Yang stretched out his arms, and the two parrots landed on it and screamed "Wow" twice, then flapped their wings at the same time, as if they were flying away, but in the end they didn't.
Zhou Yang took out two biscuits from his pocket and fed them to the parrot. The two birds cried twice and finally flew into the sky.
"Zhou Yang, what do you mean?" Tan Sen walked over with a look of inquiry.
Zhou Yang said seriously: "I'm here to report the news, the rain is about to come down! Brother Sen must plan early."
"Hahaha! The parrot tells you the news? Are you kidding me!" Zhao Mingkun laughed.
Tan Sen and a group of cameramen looked at Zhao Mingkun with exaggerated expressions and sighed secretly in their hearts.
The brother wanted to suppress Zhou Yang and had fallen into the demon, completely ignoring the camera to shoot from the side.
Zhou Yang went out for a stroll, and came back with a large pile of demoiselles.
He sat down in front of everyone, took out tools from his bag and started knitting.
"Zhou Yang, what are you doing?" Hua Yaofei asked in confusion.
Xiaopang's lens always locks Zhou Yang.
"Weave the jacket!" Zhou Yang didn't lift his head. "The rain will be very heavy in a while. Give the jacket a layer of protection."
Zhou Yang talked and worked, his ten fingers were extremely flexible, as if he had an independent life.
Concubine Hua Yao blushed after a few glances, and she didn't know what made her shy.
"Wow!" The cameramen didn't leave either, and one after another aimed at Zhou Yang.
This is the first time everyone has seen a real person weaving a dress.
What shocked them even more was Zhou Yang's speed.
Everyone knows how difficult it is to turn a piece of liongrass into a piece of clothing that can be worn on the body.
But Zhou Yang's finger speed has surpassed everyone's imagination.
Concubine Hua Yao even rubbed her eyes because she could see the phantom of Zhou Yang's fingers.
Chubby was extremely excited.
The guest I was shooting with is simply a treasure boy, and every move can be used as the main material. This season I am afraid that I will be soft when I win the shooting award.
In half an hour, the two pieces of lion clothes were finished, and there was no lion left.
"I'm sorry, I can only find so many materials in a short time." Zhou Yang put a drape over the jacket, then looked around the audience, "I will make my own claim for the second one, concubine, you wear it!"
"Give it to Sen!" Consort Hua Yao quickly pushed out.
"Concubine, please wear it! My jacket is an Archaeopteryx!" Sen Ge laughed, "I don't believe how much rain can soak my clothes."
"Okay!" Concubine Hua Yao took the dress and put it on her body.
"Don't tell me, you two stand together, it's a bit like a fisherman and a fisherwoman!" Brother Sen started a joke between them.
Zhou Yang and Concubine Hua Yao looked at each other.
One person, one straw hat and one piece of clothing, with his hands outstretched are the images of two scarecrows.
For a while, the camera did not hesitate to throw it at the two of them.
Consort Hua Yao was very happy.
Together with Zhou Yang, the camera is indispensable.
"We keep going!"
Sen Ge waved his hand, and everyone was ready to pull.
"It's too late!" Zhou Yang shook his head.
As soon as the voice fell, the blue sky began to change.
The billowing dark clouds rushed from the horizon, and it only took a few minutes to fill the sky overhead, and a feeling of depression slowly sank.
"Cover the cameras!" Seng roared, "It looks like the rain is not too small!"
The cameramen were so hurriedly covering the machine with a special rain cloth. A camera cost hundreds of thousands, but they could not bear any loss.
"Zhou Yang, your kid...what a crow's mouth!" Sen said with a smile.
Zhou Yang shrugged: "I've said it twice, but you don't believe it!"
The members of the film crew looked at each other and admired Zhou Yang's judgment.
"Are the two parrots here to report the news?" Seng felt a little embarrassed after asking.
I actually believed it.
"Yes!" Zhou Yang nodded seriously, "and this rain will be heavy, let's hurry and leave."
Seng immediately communicated with the local native guide for a while. The native guide looked at Zhou Yang with a little horror, and then said a bit of bird language, pointing in a direction to get into the woods first.
"The guide said to take a shortcut!" Seng went in with the team.
However, the film crew obviously underestimated the power of the rain.
They walked hard for less than three kilometers in the jungle and lost their way.
Looking up, the rain rushed along the branches and leaves, as if they were walking under a waterfall.
Looking at those cameramen again, it was extremely miserable.
Even if they have put on the rain cover, the strong rain force seems to have to pour the rain cloth thoroughly.
Only Xiaopang, wearing the clothes made by Concubine Hua Yao, hugged the camera in the rain and clamped it tightly under his ribs.
The triple insurance of the jacket and the poncho and the raincloth made him feel particularly relaxed.
"We are lost!" Seng spoke with a pale face while communicating with the guide.
Everyone was stunned.
The primitive jungle, it was raining heavily, and they were lost...