Su Yiqian, who suddenly felt that he was much more relaxed, handed the phone to Xia Xia, unscrewed the bottle and took a sip of water, and then strode towards the assistant director.

Xia Xia looked down at her phone, and then looked up at her artist, why did she think that her artist had become different? I can't say how different it was, but it was much better than the other day.

After three o'clock in the morning, Su Yiqian went back to wash up and fell asleep, which was the most stable and comfortable sleep in the past few days.

This sleep went straight to noon, Su Yiqian slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his hair and got out of bed, brushing his teeth while brushing the news, Qin Mo was as good as ever, and Liang Ziqing and the others have also been busy recently.

After washing, Su Yiqian knocked on Xia Xia's door with her mobile phone, who had just woken up and was still a little confused when she saw her standing at her door.

"Go eat."

Xia Xia had no choice but to wash and change clothes, and when she came out, she was also sober, and said while taking out her mobile phone: "Sister Qiu sent a message last night, asking if you want to accept that variety show." ”

"I forgot to watch, what type of variety show?" Su Yiqian only remembered to read the script of the historical drama at that time, as for the variety show, sorry, she forgot.

"Outdoor Competitive Racing Variety Show" Xia Xia is also a little unsure, she has watched the first and second seasons of variety shows before, but she really doesn't know how to position herself.

Su Yiqian raised his eyebrows slightly, thought about it and then shook his head, "Forget it, I don't really want to run around outside." ”

Xia Xia nodded, "I need to go over to audition in the middle of next month, and if everything is ok, it will be turned on in late July." ”

About two-thirds of the filming of the drama "Special Forces" has been filmed, and the next plot begins to move towards the part that Jing Hua once was most reluctant to recall, Jiangnan sacrificed, Ye Ying accidentally killed the so-called hostage and was forced to suspend the investigation.

If the filming goes well, it will probably be able to end the shooting in early July, and she will have a period of rest in between, which can be regarded as a slowdown.

After making up the previous set of shots in the afternoon, Su Yiqian casually found a shady place to lie down on the grass and dialed his father's phone.

Su Zhendong, who had just returned to the office after a meeting, received a call from his daughter, he thought that his daughter would have to think about it for a while, but he didn't expect to call him.

"Dad, do you think I have to do those things?"

"No, those things aren't what you need to do."

Su Zhendong is right, not to mention the guilt of the Su family towards her, she shouldn't be the one who bears these things, but since she became a member of the Soul Eater supernumerary, she doesn't know how many things she has done.

"But there are some things, especially what are being done right now, and maybe no one is more familiar with them than I am."

"So what? You've done enough, and someone will do the next thing," Su Zhendong said in a deep voice.

Su Yiqian raised his left hand to cover his eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Dad, do you know how many people will hate you if you do this?" ”

If she doesn't touch this aspect of things anymore, it means that she won't give what she can give.

"Your dad is not afraid of this, you can film with peace of mind."

"Okay."

Su Yiqian hung up the phone, opened her eyes and looked at the sky through the gap between the leaves, she turned out Qin Mo's number, knowing that he didn't have a mobile phone, but she still sent him a message.

"In the future, you protect me."

Su Yiqian didn't know that Qin Mo was on his way back to China at this moment, and they didn't plan to fly back after they left the Middle East.

Qin Mo looked back at the pale Gun King who was leaning on the back of the seat, and clenched his fists slightly, the Gun King's life was pulled back from the death line by them, his child had just been born, and the child could not be allowed to lose his father like this, and the price was ......

Qin Mo looked down at his hand, his left hand was completely powerless now, he didn't tell anyone, he couldn't let the Gun King live in guilt.

Arriving at the border, the group quickly got out of the car and went into the jungle, they had never entered the border from this side, how to enter and cross the border, they did not know, but someone knew.

There are always such people near the border line, and as long as you spend money, they will take you in.

Qin Mo put the money on the table, and the person who refused just now suddenly widened his eyes, quickly picked up the money, and said in broken Chinese: "I'll take you into the country tonight, but you need to be prepared, we may have to climb the mountain." ”

Qin Mo responded, although they all had injuries on their bodies, it didn't mean that they were a burden now, they could still persist if they climbed over this mountain to enter the country, as long as they entered the realm, everything was easy to say.

As the night deepened, the group followed the guide, deep and shallow, into the mountain, by the moonlight, they supported each other, and walked silently towards the mountain.

The guide also had some drumming in his heart, he hadn't seen people who were going to enter the country with injuries, but he really hadn't seen people like them who insisted on holding on silently, mainly because even if they were injured, their speed didn't drop, what kind of people are these people?

When the sky was dark, they finally saw the boundary monument, and they gritted their teeth again and walked forward, exhausted physically and mentally.

Crossing the border, the group followed the guide into the village close to the border, knocked on the door of a family at the entrance of the village, and the middle-aged man who came out of it looked them from top to bottom, and spoke in pure Chinese, "Where are you from?" ”

"Old Mo, it's the one I brought in," the guide hurriedly said.

But Lao Mo did not let them enter the room, but looked at them more vigilantly.

Qin Mo took a deep breath, raised his hand and made a strange gesture, the vigilance on Lao Mo's body disappeared all of a sudden, and he got out of the way and let them in.

The guide sent the person to himself, and he was too tired, Lao Mo asked him to go to the back to rest, returned to the house in front of him, looked at Qin Mo, and said in a low voice: "It's good for you to come back, and I can arrange for you to return to Beijing tonight." ”

"Thank you."

Qin Mo was not very familiar with Lao Mo, he only knew that he was a retired border guard who lived here, as long as it was someone who smuggled in, he would definitely leave from him. He was so vigilant just now because he saw the momentum on these people, and he was relieved until he saw Qin Mo's gestures and knew that they were Huaxia soldiers who had returned from a mission.

Several people are already tired, they still have injuries on their bodies, and it is not easy to hold on until now. But even now, they can't confirm the real safety, although they are so tired that they don't want to talk, but their vigilance has not relaxed in the slightest, maybe only when they return to Yanjing and return to their dormitory, they will really let down their vigilance.

(End of chapter)