A Wedding That Conquered Countless Girls

On the big screen, Lin Yuan desperately lowered his body, practically crawling flat against the ground. His fingers dug fiercely into the sand, rough grains filling the gaps beneath his nails.

But the gale remained relentless, like an invisible giant hand tugging at his collar, trying to flip him over and hurl him into the sky.

Lin Yuan staggered, his left leg suddenly swept off the ground by a whirlwind, and his whole body nearly flew sideways.

"Wow!!!" The girls watching immediately cried out.

Even though they knew Lin Yuan would be fine, they still instinctively worried when they saw such a scene.

That was the magic of documentaries. In an action movie, no matter how spectacular the action scenes were, even if they were filmed for real, everyone still subconsciously believed it was a movie, that it was fake.

But a documentary came at them with an overwhelming sense of reality.

The girls kept gasping in shock. The calmest one was actually Kim Taeyeon—because she was so stunned that she had lost the ability to react.

Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Yuan's figure on the screen as she watched him endure the sandstorm that could tear a person apart, crawling toward Depp's vehicle like a lone wolf.

On the big screen, Lin Yuan crawled, then flattened himself against the ground.

Whenever the wind became too fierce, he gritted his teeth and threw himself down hard, his chest slamming heavily into the sand. He spread his arms wide and remained motionless like a statue nailed into the earth.

Whenever the wind eased even slightly, he seized the opening and quickly crawled toward the Mitsubishi Pajero Depp was in.

Finally, when Lin Yuan reached the SUV, he looked utterly bedraggled.

Yet not one of the girls thought he looked ugly