After descending the mountain, Song Shi'an took Lin Fan to a food street at the foot of the mountain for a feast.
Anyway, Ji Shuyao isn't here; only Heaven, Earth, he, and Lin Fan know.
The two ate their way from one end of the street to the other, and only drove home satisfied the next morning.
As soon as the car came to a stop, before Song Shi'an could even drag his suitcase through the gate, he saw Ji Shuyao leaning against the villa entrance, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, with two packed luggage bags at his feet.
" Brother Yao, what brings you here?"
Without saying a word, Ji Shuyao stuffed the person and their luggage back into the car.
Lin Fan leaned out of the passenger seat, looking even more bewildered than Song Shi'an. He had eaten too much last night and wasn't fully awake yet.
The journey from Capital to San Francisco, and then from San Francisco to San José, takes nearly 23 hours.
Song Shi'an fell asleep as soon as he boarded the plane, ate when he woke up, slept soundly, and made up for all the sleep he had missed.
Upon arriving in San José, he transferred to an off-road vehicle, which bounced along gravel roads until his stomach felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.
He started to regret it; this money was not easy to earn at all.
Lin Fan sat in the passenger seat, chatting fluently in Spanish with the driver, occasionally chuckling.
Song Shi'an slumped in the back seat, unable to understand a single word. His mental audio feed took a long time to load before a blank dialog box popped up.
He patted Lin Fan on the shoulder. " Lin Fan, you can speak Spanish? That's amazing!"
Lin Fan scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Basic stuff, don't be silly," he thought. His brother had finally discovered his shining point.
After finally arriving at the production crew's gathering place, several military green tents were pitched on a flattened grassy area, surrounded by towering tropical trees, and the air was so humid and hot that you could wring water out of it.
Director Chloe Wilson is an American in his forties with short blond hair and tanned skin.
He was stunned when he first saw Song Shi'an. He rarely worked with mainland actors, and Song Shi'an was the first mainland artist he had ever contacted on his own initiative.
When he saw the young man's jumping ability and physical strength in that basketball game video, he instinctively felt that this person was suitable for the show.
The director led them to a folding table, unfolded a waterproof map, and began explaining the rules in English.
The filming location was in the pristine rainforest deep in the Osa Peninsula of Costa Rica. The crew took a helicopter to an altitude of 2,000 meters, parachuted in, and landed directly in the uninhabited rainforest of 780 square kilometers, in the mountains adjacent to the Pacific Ocean.
We traversed freshwater rainforests, entered coastal mangrove forests, and finally reached the beaches of the Pacific Ocean coast.
He could only carry a small backpack and a body camera throughout the entire trip, and no one followed him.
If there is danger, a rescue team will arrive in time. If the time exceeds three days, a notification fee of 30,000 per day will be charged.
Upon hearing this, Song Shi'an felt a chill run down his spine. Why did he have to parachute?
Lin Fan, who was listening nearby, turned pale. He tugged at Song Shi'an's sleeve, his voice trembling, "Brother, should we go back... the company should cover the breach of contract fee..."
Song Shi'an took a deep breath and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder. "It's okay, it's not a big problem. It's just a rainforest adventure, I can handle it."
Lin Fan glanced down at Song Shi'an's trembling fingers hanging by his side. "Brother, is this really okay...?"
The next morning, before dawn, Song Shi'an was woken up.
The director, noticing the dark circles under his eyes, smiled and said, "It's not too late to give up now, but try it out, and you'll fall in love with the sport."
Song Shi'an was inwardly weeping. Thank you for the invitation, but he would never fall in love with this sport.
He changed into the full set of equipment provided by the production team.
Charcoal black durable and quick-drying combat long-sleeved shirt with Velcro cuffs for a secure fit, layered with a lightweight tactical softshell outer shell that is waterproof and breathable.
The military green tactical trousers were covered with reinforced protective plates, the cuffs were tucked into high-top waterproof combat boots, and a multi-functional outdoor watch was fastened to the wrist.
The large-capacity tactical backpack fits snugly against the spine; wearing it instantly changes your entire aura.
Lin Fan watched from the side, almost wanting to take out his phone to take a picture of his brother, but the production team required complete confidentiality, so he had to put his phone back.
Song Shi'an stepped onto the helicopter, the roar of the propellers made his internal organs tremble.
He glanced back at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with unspoken words.
Lin Fan, don't think about him too much. I hope we can still see each other alive.
Lin Fan stood on the ground, waving frantically at him, his mouth forming the words he was trying to say, but the sound of the propeller completely drowned out his words.
The helicopter took off, and the ground receded into the distance.
Song Shi'an glanced down from the cabin door, and his heart leaped into his throat.
The rainforest below had transformed into a green ocean, with its canopies layered upon each other, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The skydiving safety officer next to him smiled and patted him on the shoulder in English: "Don't worry, it'll be a lot of fun."
Thankfully, he had received prior skydiving training in the country, otherwise he would have passed out by now.
Song Shi'an took a deep breath, turned on the camera fixed to his chest, and officially began recording.
He glanced at the clouds two thousand meters above the cabin door, and one last thought flashed through his mind: 80,000 yuan, 80,000 yuan, 80,000 yuan!!!
Then, with his eyes closed and a steely resolve, he jumped.
Help! Is it really that high, 2,000 meters?!
The sound of the wind filled his ears, and a feeling of weightlessness shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He felt as if his soul was still on the plane, but he had already fallen.
He gritted his teeth and deployed his parachute at the right altitude. His body jerked suddenly, and the descent speed finally slowed down.
Before he could even catch his breath, he found himself drifting toward the canopy of a giant tree.
Then he hung from the tree.
The parachute ropes were tangled in the branches, leaving him suspended in mid-air like a salted fish hanging on a clothesline.
Song Shi'an looked down; he was still three or four meters from the ground. He took a deep breath, gave the camera a thumbs-up, and then began frantically unfastening his safety harness.
After finally managing to break free from the ropes, he used his hands and feet to cling to the tree trunk and inch his way down.
The bark was so rough that it stung his palms.
In the last two meters, he let go and jumped down. When he landed, he stepped on a pile of decaying leaves. His legs gave way, and he leaned back and sat down on the ground with a thud.
Song Shi'an slumped to the ground, panting for a while, before finally managing to get up, supporting himself on his knees.
He looked at his disheveled appearance and patted the bark and dirt off his hands.
He spoke his first words to the camera after the recording officially began, "Hello everyone, I'm Song Shi'an. I'm currently in the rainforest of Costa Rica. Those were all mistakes; please edit them out in post-production. Thank you!"
After speaking, he checked his equipment and confirmed that the camera and headset were working properly, and his backpack was intact.
He looked up at the dense canopy of trees overhead, where sunlight filtered through the gaps, casting dappled patterns on the ground.
He took a deep breath of the damp air and took his first step toward the shoreline the compass was pointing to.
I had absolutely no idea this was a live stream broadcast simultaneously across the entire internet...