Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

The contestants, exhausted from the afternoon's work, cheered for the sake of the show's effect, then split into two cars and boarded two buses provided by the production team.

Because PD Shi Zhongyu was in the first car, several contestants immediately followed him as soon as he got in.

Yang Tianhang and Zhao Zeyang were also among them. The shots on the way back were not very interesting, so they were definitely given few opportunities to be with the big stars.

"PD, shall we play a game in a bit?" Yang Tianhang asked.

Shi Chongyu smiled and said, "Everyone's tired after an afternoon, why don't you take a nap in the car?"

Yang Tianhang was somewhat disappointed, but still nodded: "PD is right, I didn't expect so many teams to fail." As he said this, he was also a little happy, because if everyone else failed, it would not make him look bad.

As for the original Group B, forget it, they'll probably only get this one championship.

The contestants all sat down and fell asleep in the car.

On the second bus, Jiangxi Heng chose a seat in the front row with a good view, and opened his eyes by the window to look at this strange yet familiar world.

Skyscrapers stand side by side, and the oppressive feeling of being surrounded by modern architecture is overwhelming. Celebrity photos scroll across large screens, and neon lights illuminate the city as if it were daytime.

A handsome face was reflected in the car window. Over the past few days, he had gradually gotten used to this face, and he thought that he would slowly get used to this world as well.

The vehicles slowly drove onto the highway, leaving the city cluster.

"Heng-ge, where are you from?" Chi Ziyou, who was sitting next to the aisle, suddenly turned around and leaned over to ask.

Jiangxi Heng turned his head and replied calmly, "I'm from Beijing."

Although the original owner grew up in this land, he flew all over the country to film movies, and there was no place he could call home.

Chi Ziyou sighed: "I'm from Sichuan Province, and I haven't been home for more than two months."

When the topic of going home came up, the contestants who had suffered in the camp couldn't hold back. Most of them had just come of age, and at around twenty years old, they would be considered inexperienced if they went to work in society. Yet, they were bearing the judgment of countless netizens while recording the show.

Everyone was saying they missed home, and they were also talking about what was good about their respective provinces.

Xie Xingyan lowered his head and clasped his hands together, then handed him an energy bar.

The person sitting next to him leaned casually against the car window, tilting their head, holding an energy bar, and quietly watching him.

"Want to eat? It'll be another two hours before we get there."

Xie Xingyan reached out, her fingertips touching those of Jiang Xiheng, as if to remind herself or the other person: "The production team basically doesn't use footage from the car." Because it's too boring; they only use it when they're short on material.

Jiangxi Heng stared straight at him, as if he were looking at an immature child.

He said, "Relax, Xie Xingyan."

If any action is done for the sake of "business," then it does not conform to his acting aesthetics. The highest realm is the perfect blend of truth and falsehood, reality and illusion.

Xie Xingyan lowered his eyes and ate the energy bar. After a while, he heard a voice from behind him:

"Relax, Qin Yushan."

Xie Xingyan glared: Who? Who's imitating them?

Turning his head, he saw Gu Zhoubai and Qin Yushan sitting in the back seat. Gu Zhoubai was like a hyperactive child, sometimes touching Qin Yushan's hair, sometimes touching Qin Yushan's arm, and sometimes lifting Qin Yushan's coat to look at him.

Xie Xingyan turned around.

It's Gu Zhoubai, then everything's alright.

This person's brain circuits are incredibly abstract.

Qin Yushan coldly pulled Gu Zhoubai's hand down and sighed, "Sit properly."

He was so tense that he couldn't think of anything, had no time to play with anyone, and just wanted to pray for a safe return trip.

Gu Zhoubai rested his elbow on the seat in front of him, propped his head up with his palm, and struck a cool pose: "I'm all set."

Qin Yushan closed his eyes, wanting to die.

A soft laugh came from the front. It turned out that Jiangxi Heng had noticed his chair back being pressed forward and had turned around helplessly to see the two people's "vivid" expressions.

To the 35-year-old Jiangxi Heng, these teenagers and young men in their twenties were bright and lively. Even the icy-faced Qin Yushan could see the surging emotions within him.

People yearn to grow up, but also long for youth.

Jiangxi Heng is situated at this intersection, which is why he can blend in so smoothly.

Gu Zhoubai probably realized he was causing trouble for the person in the front seat, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Jiang Xiheng, did I bump into you?"

Xie Xingyan turned her head with a cold face: "Gu Zhoubai, you're so noisy."

Gu Zhoubai raised both hands above his head.

To the unsuspecting contestants, it seemed like the two aces of the camp were finally going to clash. After all, they didn't get to battle it out on the initial stage, and Xie Xingyan was one step behind in the theme song. Everyone was waiting for the latter to retaliate.

The car instantly became lively, sweeping away the previous quiet and listless atmosphere.

"Brother Bai, let's go!"

"Hurry up and talk back, Gu Zhoubai! Aren't you usually so talkative?"

Gu Zhoubai was lifted up, and just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.

"Why did the driver close his eyes?!"

Through the mirror in the middle, Gu Zhoubai, who was sitting in a forward position, naturally noticed that something was wrong.

Just then, the bus, which had been traveling in a straight line, slowly veered to one side, approaching the white line, stepping on the white line, and crossing the white line...

Jiangxi Heng jumped up and stepped to the driver's side. Seeing that the driver was unconscious and had a painful expression on his face, he quickly pressed the steering wheel and slowly adjusted the direction.

The contestants in the car were terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat, completely panicked: "What do we do? What do we do... Uncle, wake up!"

Instead, the usually unserious Gu Zhoubai calmly picked up the walkie-talkie and communicated with the car in front: "Director, our driver is unconscious, and the car is out of control!"

Jiangxi Heng managed to correct the car's direction, but the speed increased instead of decreasing.

The unconscious driver still had his toes on the accelerator, slowly accelerating.

"Xie Xingyan, hold down the steering wheel and the horn for me, I'm going to lift him out!" Jiangxi Heng said sternly.

The situation was critical, and he didn't have time to find out why the driver had fainted. He could only forcefully drag the person out of the driver's seat, get in himself, take the steering wheel from Xie Xingyan, step on the brake to slow down, press the button indicating vehicle malfunction, and turn on the hazard lights.

I couldn't help but feel a little relieved that the driver had been following the rules, staying in the slow lane on the highway and maintaining a considerable distance from the car in front.

The car was already speeding. Before I braked to slow down, I was only a few meters away from the car in front, and the car was already veering into another lane.

The vehicle slowed down smoothly, but Jiangxi Heng found himself in a dilemma.

Should they stop in the emergency lane? But there were only contestants in their car, no one from the production crew.

The production crew members were in one car, while Shi Zhongyu and another group of contestants were on the first bus.

There is only one walkie-talkie that can contact the front.

Jiangxi Heng realized that Director Song was extremely unprepared for outdoor filming! He hadn't even left a single staff member for them!