Everyone waited ages, but the Director and his team never showed up. They wondered if something had happened to them.
Director: I'm perfectly fine. You lot, not so much!
Tang Shiba looked grim. "We've been played. The Director and his team aren't coming!"
They weren't coming?
Yang Xin cried out, "How are we supposed to livestream if they don't come?"
Fang Cheng had already walked around with his phone. "There's no signal. Even if they came, we couldn't livestream!"
Not even a signal? Was this Production Team really that awful?
Ouyang Xuan grew anxious too. If she'd known, she never would have come. "Wuyu, my medicine is still in my suitcase. What do I do? I'll feel terrible if I don't take it!"
Si Wuyu was helpless too. They didn't even know where they were.
Du Xiaotian pointed up at the sky. "The helicopter's coming!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The Director and his team had arrived.
But the Director wasn't there. What dropped down instead were the suitcases they had packed.
They were dropped from so high up that some of the suitcases broke on impact.
Watching her backpack tumble across the ground, Tang Shiba's expression darkened. She grabbed a rock and hurled it at the helicopter.
The pilot heard a bang and, frightened, ordered everyone to hurry up and push the luggage out.
"Quick, quick, quick! She'll smash the helicopter to pieces!"
The Production Crew hurriedly shoved the luggage out. The helicopter banked and hastily flew away.
"Damn you! What's the rush? Racing off to your next life?"
Tang Lin cursed too. He found his suitcase, only to discover that it had broken and its contents had scattered everywhere.
He was so furious he nearly coughed up blood. "All my clothes are dirty! How am I supposed