You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 268 Tears of An Xiao (Part 3)

   20:32.

   In a coffin three meters underground.

   Zhou Yang and Will Smith were torn between life and death, struggling.

   In just over ten minutes, they exhausted all methods…

  Unfortunately, it all failed.

   Even if Zhou Yang touched the oxygen supply system again, although the camera was still running against the battery, the breathing port on the ground seemed to be blocked, and it was completely useless.

  Desperate emotions pervaded the two of them. Under the light of the mobile phone, both of them were relatively speechless.

   Zhou Yang's body blocked the sand and a wry smile appeared on his face, is he really going to die here?

  Despair, hope, despair again...

   This emotion made Will Smith feel like he was going crazy.

   However, instead of struggling and shouting as desperately as before, he calmed down a little and began to think about various ways to escape again.

   Zhou Yang's mood suddenly became extremely depressed, and there was a trace of disappointment...

   He seems to be dying here.

All right!

   He is probably the most embarrassed among the transmigrators, right?

   This thought appeared in his mind, and then he shook his head speechlessly. When he was crossing the road, he lived very aggrieved. Finally, everything was on the right track, but this kind of thing happened.

   However, Zhou Yang has no regrets in his heart.

  What's the use of regret? No matter what decision he made, he had to bear it. Even if he really died here, he would have nothing to feel bad about. Anyway, he... was alone.

   Time passed little by little, and the feeling of hypoxia reappeared.

In Zhou Yang's mind, a figure appeared in his mind like a spectator of flowers, the father who was once sick, and he was running around in despair, and he was in the crematorium, staring blankly at his loved ones. In the end it turned into a pile of ashes.

  Probably life and death are like this, just sooner or later...

   "What kind of girl do you like?"

  Song Yiyi's voice suddenly appeared in his ear. On New Year's Eve that day, Song Yiyi looked at him seriously.

   And he answered solemnly.

   Now that he recalls it again, the figure of "An Xiao" suddenly freezes in his mind, but that is not a liking, at least Zhou Yang thinks that it is not a liking, it should be a pity.

   Zhou Yang took out his SN brand mobile phone.

  This phone was given to him by An Xiao after the filming of "The Bottom of the Mine", and Zhou Yang has been using it himself.

  Unfortunately, this phone is famous, but the quality is very poor, there is no signal to say, and there is not much power.

  After hesitating for a while, he finally edited a text message, and then clicked send…

   "Goodbye Mr. An."

   "Thank you for taking care of me all these years!"

   "Your kindness, I may, may repay it in my next life."

   "I'm sorry, I didn't go to the end with you, seeing the prosperity of Chinese movies..."

   After editing, he clicked Send.

   Although, he knew that this was destined to be a text message that could not be sent.

   "Boom!"

   Just after clicking send, he felt the ground vibrate again, the whole earth was shaking, and the stone on the side of the coffin wall cracked and shattered...

   Under the vibration, his mobile phone went away, smashing the screen and smashing it into pieces.

   His foot was crushed with a big hole.

   When the vibrations had stabilized, he heard bursts of excited sounds.

   "There is a signal, there is a signal! Haha, we have a signal!"

   Maybe it was the explosion just now, which completely destroyed the surrounding signal shielding equipment, and the mobile phone had a signal in an instant.

  Vill Smith, like an excited child, quickly called the police…

However…

   "You tell me the location, where are you!"

   "In Baghdad."

   "Where is Baghdad?"

   “The Baghdad Desert…”

   "What are the exact coordinates?"

   "The specific coordinates are..."

  “…”

   "Sorry sir, can you be more clear? I ask you for details, can you not breathe through your mouth? Use your nose, not your mouth..."

  “…”

   "You have to make it clear where you are... If you don't make it clear where you are, how can we save you?"

  “…”

   "Sir, make it clearer, I don't think you have anything to do, it's just a prank? Sir, I'm going to hang up if you do this!"

  “…”

   "Specific coordinates, you are in the desert, we need specific coordinates...Sir, not everyone can set the location, you need to apply, sir, otherwise, you should fill out a form first? Do you have an email address?"

  “…”

   "Are you Will Smith? Sir, please stop playing pranks. We are very busy. If you keep talking nonsense like this, I will sue you for slander!"

  Vill Smith got on the phone with excitement, but soon, there were bursts of angry voices coming from the phone.

   The operator's call was full of arrogance, impatience, and even when Will Smith called for the second time, the other party educated Will Smith very seriously.

  Oxygen is getting scarcer.

Watching Will Smith gossiping over there, Zhou Yang instantly remembered another phone number, he took it out of his pocket for the first time, and when he took out another note, he hurriedly took out another mobile phone and started to make a call …

  …………

   "Goodbye Mr. An."

   "Thank you for taking care of me all these years!"

   "Your kindness, I may, may repay it in my next life."

   "I'm sorry, I didn't go to the end with you and see the prosperity of Chinese movies..."

   China.

   Three in the afternoon.

  An Xiao's phone vibrated slightly.

   She took out her phone and glanced at it.

   Then, her originally cold expression turned pale, she instantly stood up from the chair and called Zhou Yang repeatedly.

   However, no matter how many times he called, Zhou Yang's mobile phone was still out of service area.

  An Xiao, who has always been very calm, felt her heart tremble and her eyes turned red uncontrollably. She dialed another number immediately, but the other number was never answered.

   She thought of all kinds of possibilities, and she became more and more panicked. For the first time, her chest felt annoyed and she couldn't breathe. Tears finally flowed out uncontrollably. She looked at the text messages repeatedly, but she couldn't do anything.

   She finally called her family. She had always been calm, but for the first time she spoke with a vibrato and eagerness.

  The noon sun shines on her beautiful face, which is full of helplessness, and the mobile phone in her hand is constantly shaking.

  When her cell phone rang again, she answered the phone as soon as possible…

   "Why did you answer the phone now!"

   She was rarely angry for the first time, and she was full of anger at the voice on the phone.

   The other end of the phone remained silent, leaving her to blame.

After she finished speaking, the other party finally replied with such a cold sentence: "I'm rushing over there... But don't hold out your hopes, he should be dead, since he dares to come here to make a movie, probably, he should also Ready to die...he was buried alive!"

  An Xiao could barely hold the phone.

   Her anger rose again, and she felt that the words on the other end of the phone were very harsh, as if she had heard the most harsh words in her life!

   After the other party hung up the phone, she let out a long breath. She forced herself to calm down. She knew that no matter what she did or said, she would be out of reach.

but…

   Numerous disturbing images hit her mind over and over again.

   She slumped on the chair, feeling weak all over her body, tears streaming out of her body uncontrollably.

"fine!"

   "Nothing will happen!"

   "It should be fine!"

   "He hasn't experienced any hardships and dangers, how could something happen!"

   She never believed in self-comfort, she felt that these were all self-deception.

   However, now she is deceiving herself.

   In the end, she bowed her head in silence.

   She knew that although the man on the other end of the phone was very straightforward, he couldn't lie.

   Everyone has their own path, and everyone has to pay a series of prices for the path they choose!

But!

he!

   He doesn't seem to enjoy a day of happiness, he's always trying to live for other people!

   Tears blurred An Xiao's eyes.

   She held her cell phone and kept calling Zhou Yang.

   Dial again and again, and again and again it becomes that the phone is not in the service area…

   "Dong dong."

   "Secretary Ann, the director's meeting report in mid-March..."

"go out!"

Zhang Jianguo pushed the door open with a smile on his face, but when he heard a cold voice, he was taken aback, and then he couldn't help but take a step back, a little smirk appeared on his face: "You are busy first, you are busy first, I'm just asking, nothing else, um, drink more hot water..."

  …………

  Rescue operations have been going on.

  The yellow sand covered the night.

  Under the starry sky, several people are anxiously digging the ground...

   Ponytailed war correspondents recorded all this with cameras, and soldiers were among them.

  The night wind blows…

   There was a burst of artillery fire in the distance.

  The war is over on the news, but in reality, it goes on every day.

   "Someone!"

"coming…"

"stop!"

  After digging for a while, the surrounding soil suddenly loosened.

   Immediately afterwards, a puddle of blood seeped out, and the soldier jumped down and peeled off the dust with his hands...

   Then, he saw a pair of hands stretched out tremblingly from the sand.

   Everyone in the replay showed expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

   is still alive!

   Then…

The    soldier accelerated, and not long after, he dug up the **** bloody man...

   His whole body was stained with yellow sand, and his head was covered with clothes, but his body was twitching instinctively, digging desperately upwards.

   When he felt someone pulling him, he instantly trembled and grabbed the soldier's hand tightly.

The    cracked wound showed deep bones, and all the shocking things made the war reporter with the ponytail look straight.

  The man crawled out slowly...

  The soldier lifts the clothes that cover his face!

   However, he saw that this person was on the verge of coma, and was gasping for breath, but his hands kept grabbing upwards over and over again, in the void, as if it would never stop...

   The third one is delivered, ask for a ticket~

   (end of this chapter)