The road to whitewashing for the male supporting role

Chu Hanci woke up and found himself on Song Tingrui's back, a little confused, "Brother Song, what are you doing?"

"We were a little unlucky. There was a sudden mudslide here. Don't move around. You have a little fever. We will put you down to rest when we reach the destination."

Chu Hancimeng's ass was slapped, and he was a little complicated. The corner of his mouth forced a smile to thank him, "Then I thank Brother Song for carrying me out of the room in time."

Song Tingrui wanted to explain, but then he thought it would be fine if he had misunderstood, so he closed his mouth.

Fortunately, the cave mentioned by the director is very close to here, otherwise the water would have reached the knees, and it would be difficult for everyone to walk all the way.

It's autumn now, and the weather is very cold at night. The photographers are carrying things on their backs, filling them with the quilts and food they brought over, and arrange everyone in the back of Shandong.

The director organized some strong photographers and five security guards, and took them to cut some firewood and make a fire for everyone.

Chen Jingran also followed. Originally, the director didn't want him to go, but seeing the begging in his eyes, he agreed softly.

Along the way, the director chatted with him, "What's the matter between you kid and that young master Chu? Let me tell you, it's a good time for you now, keep your eyes open and focus on your career."

"Director, you should keep this to yourself."

"Say one more thing, boy, believe it or not, I will throw you halfway."

"Tsk, the director is amazing!"

"That's right, the director is amazing." Some chubby directors looked proud.

Chen Jingran took advantage of the light to see his face clearly, he suddenly approached and startled the director, "What are you doing? Let me tell you that my sexual orientation is normal."

"You think too much, I just want to see how thick-skinned you are, and you can say this."

"Chen Jingran!"

The photographers next to me were all happy with their flashlights. It's been a long time since I saw the director so embarrassed.

They tied up the branches. Originally, the director wanted Chen Jingran to help them shine with the flashlight. Unexpectedly, this kid made a bundle of firewood very neatly. Some people thought he was an eyesore. Everyone lost that lump in their hearts.

After they tied up the firewood, they put it on the way they were going back, and made a mark with a small tree tied in it.

"Put the things here first, let's go back and get the clothes."

"it is good."

It took them four or five hours for this trip. Fortunately, they lived in a relatively high place, and nothing on the bed was flooded. They put everything on their phones and rushed back quickly.

At dawn, everyone panicked when they saw the water flowing into the cave.

"When will the director's rescue plane arrive?"

"Don't worry, I already contacted the outside yesterday. Someone will pick us up soon. Let's have some snacks first."

The director shared the things he brought over with them yesterday.

Chu Han's fever had not subsided. Seeing the dry biscuits without any appetite, Chen Jingran looked at him. The two of them looked at each other, and Chen Jingran took the lead to look away.

He got up and disassembled the small self-heating hot pot he packed up last night, poured a bottle of mineral water after finishing the things, waited for the water to boil, soaked the biscuits in it to make a very simple porridge, and pushed aside the Lu Ji quietly asked him to help deliver it to Chu Hanci.

Chu Hanci looked at the simple hot porridge, and looked at Chen Jingran in a complicated way, only to see that he was eating biscuits with his head down.

Feeling very irritable.

Is he giving him alms?Or feel guilty? Or feel sorry for him?

The smile on Song Tingrui's face was very stiff, and he really wanted to overthrow this broken thing in his heart. His strong rationality made him overcome it, and he was still persuading him, "Even though Hanci doesn't taste good, you should drink a few sips. I didn't eat much at night, and I still have a fever, so let's make do with a few sips first."

Chu Hanci slowly finished the porridge bit by bit. After finishing, he glanced at Chen Jingran, and found that Chen Jingran looked at him with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of stars, and his heart trembled involuntarily.

Looking at it again, he found that Chen Jingran's face was full of indifference, and he wondered if he was hallucinating just now.

Everyone waited until the afternoon and did not see a plane coming to pick them up. The director comforted them and was very worried about how to finish the dinner. Finally, Lu Ji made a suggestion.

Everyone made a pot by the fire, poured mineral water into it and made noodles. As for why there were these things, I would like to thank Chen Jingran. Although the pot was a little small, it was better than nothing.

Chen Jingran also contributed six or seven packs of instant noodles and ham sausage. Lu Ji said excitedly, "Mr. Chen, thank you for these things. I really didn't expect you to take them with you wherever you go."

A female celebrity asked with some doubts, "Mr. Chen, aren't you afraid of gaining weight after eating so much instant noodles?"

"I'm afraid, but I can't get fat."

...It's good to increase the hatred value.

Chu Hanci didn't know what was going on in his heart, but he just gave him a complicated look.

Everyone felt better after having the hot meal, and the director gave Chen Jingran a grateful look.Chen Jingran returned him a smug look.

Chu Hanci felt a little sour watching the two of them expressing affection.

Such a fat and old man can also go down and talk, so he likes to climb up so much.

The more I think about it, the more panicked I feel.

Song Tingrui's eyes were a little gloomy, and he whispered to Chu Hanci in a gentle voice, "Stop thinking about Hanci, he is not good enough for you, like this kind of person who just wants to climb high and take shortcuts, you I will see many more in the future, and he is just one of them."

Chu Hanci raised his head and glanced at him, "Brother Song, I feel a little uncomfortable, I'll rest first."

Inexplicably dissatisfied with Song Tingrui's words in his heart, he couldn't help feeling a little alienated.

Song Tingrui also noticed that the palms of his hands were pierced by nails. He looked like Chen Jingran on the side. Chen Jingran met his gaze and smiled provocatively at him.

Song Tingrui's eyes widened, and when he looked over, he found that his face was harmless again.

……

It was dark and there was still no helicopter. The water in the cave was almost half a meter deep. Fortunately, there was a high slope in the cave. They sat on the high place, and several people got together to surround the fire.

At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Jingran suddenly heard a movement, and he woke everyone up. They didn't know what was going on, but they were startled by his voice, "Leave the cave quickly, hurry up!"

The director quickly looked around, he had a fever, and the cave was about to collapse, his face turned pale with fright, "Hurry up, the cave is about to collapse."

Everyone ran out of the door in panic, Chu Hanci suddenly tripped, and Song Tingrui just wanted to hold his hand when he found that the back of the cave had started to collapse.

At this moment, Chen Jingran pulled Chu Hanci up and pushed him out, and the next moment the cave collapsed.