The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 81 Mr. Brown Bear
Yun Duoduo and Gu Xiaozhou are still actively exploring methods. On the other side, Chu Song and Xu Zhihan are also working hard on research.

On the kayak, Xu Zhihan swung her arms with all her might, holding back her face until she turned red. However, the wooden paddle in her hand seemed to have its own intuition and just refused to obey her orders.

On the other end, Chu Song could see the problem with her paddle-holding posture at a glance and reminded her:
"You can't do this, keep your hand five inches lower."

Hearing this, Xu Zhihan adjusted the position of her hands, and when the oar entered the water again, it really saved a lot of effort than before. She took the time to wipe off the sweat, and a smile appeared on her face:
"Just now I was calculating the moment arm in my mind, and I didn't realize that was the case when I paddled into the water."

Chu Song nodded and said calmly:

"The lever principle does work, but you don't take into account the resistance of the water."

Xu Zhihan smiled helplessly:

"I've obviously been paddling very hard, but it doesn't seem to be very effective. I see that you can move the kayak forward without much effort."

The next second, Chu Song suddenly stretched out his hand to her.

Xu Zhihan's heart skipped a beat.

Are you trying to hold her hand?
Looking at the slender and well-proportioned big palm in front of her, she was at a rare loss and didn't know how to react.

It stands to reason that she should not hesitate to hook up. After all, the camera is not far away, and it is reasonable for her and Chu Song to have some physical contact as partners.

But somehow, Su Luo's smiling eyes reflected in her mind, making her feel inexplicably guilty.

A strong wind blew by, causing Chu Song to squint his eyes. After waiting for a while and still not seeing her move, Chu Song stretched out his hand to her again and urged:

"paddle."

Xu Zhihan was startled, and then felt relieved. It turned out that he was reaching out for the oar, but she was scared to death.

After Chu Song took it, he merged the two wooden oars together and then spun them. In an instant, the two independent oars became one long one.

Then, he raised his hand to demonstrate the action, with a serious face and explanation:

"You are weak and your hands are unstable when paddling, which will produce a component force that affects the direction of travel. Therefore, the range of movement should be as large and slow as possible. The fulcrum of the paddle and the kayak is located here..."

Xu Zhihan listened attentively and humbly asked for advice from time to time. As a result, the two gradually became immersed in teaching and gradually created a master-disciple atmosphere.

On the beach, backstage of the director's team, two editors were smoking and worrying.

[Is Chu Song here to fall in love or to take classes?This was almost a large-scale teaching scene. Didn't it mean that he went in with the script and approached Xu Zhihan? 】

[Yeah, it’s so far away that the camera crew couldn’t even borrow a seat. How can I edit it? 】

【Too bald!Su Luo and Fu Qianbai on my side have made no progress at all. They can't cut off Yun Duoduo in the whole issue, right? 】

[Keep it up, wait until four men and four women join, maybe there will be a catfish effect. 】

Seeing that the two of them were too far apart and unable to gather their core strength, Chu Song leaned over to Xu Zhihan. The two sat side by side and rowed vigorously.

Therefore, when Su Luo and Fu Qianbai from the third group caught up, there was a beautiful scene in front of them of the two "behaving intimately" and working together very well.

The sea breeze ruffled Xu Zhihan's hair, and the ends of her hair hit Chu Song's shoulders from time to time. She was tilting her head, staring at the movements of Chu Song's arms without blinking, with an unprecedented concentration on her face.

The sun shines on the blue sea, ripples form rhinestones, it’s quiet and beautiful.

However, Fu Qianbai felt that the waves in the water were dazzling. He narrowed his eyes in discomfort and felt an indescribable foreign body sensation in his heart.

The same picture came into Su Luo's eyes, but different information was interpreted.

From Su Luo's perspective, the two people's heads were almost touching. Chu Song stretched out his arms, holding the long oars that were merged together, and rowed effortlessly, while Xu Zhihan was sitting not far in front of him. He turned his head slightly to look at him.

He formed a hug from behind to protect Xu Zhihan in his arms. The two of them had a harmonious atmosphere and were talking and laughing about something.

So, Su Luo and Fu Qianbai, who had not communicated much after getting on the boat, suddenly became silent and stared at the backs of the second group in front, with small flames in their eyes rising up.

Almost at the same time, the two people began to row the paddles in their hands, and the rhythm was unexpectedly consistent. The kayak began to move forward at an incredible speed, and soon overtook the second group.

When two kayaks passed by each other, Chu Song was depressed to find that the little woman he had been thinking about all morning was cooperating with others, "silence is better than sound at this time", and he didn't even have the slightest chance of getting out of the corner of his eye.

Chu Song's chest felt as if there was a piece of cotton stuck in his chest, and the memory of the rubbing between his ears and temples last night seemed to be his own wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, he took apart the wooden oar and threw one to Xu Zhihan, and said in a deep voice:
"Come on, practice brings true knowledge."

After being instructed by Chu Song, Xu Zhihan quickly understood the essentials of the action, and after a few attempts, she gradually became good at it.

After a while of running in, the two of them became more and more consistent in their movements and rhythms, and immediately left the Su Luo duo behind.

But after a while, Su Luo and the others quickly overtook them with the help of a big wave.

Gradually, both sides became interested in winning.

Chu Song slowed down his movements, opened his arms wide, and transferred the power from his forearm to the oar inch by inch, using the reaction force of the water to catch up.

Su Luo's group held on tightly, not giving them any chance to overtake them, and they didn't care as water gradually filled the kayak.

The originally calm sea surface was stirred up by the rough waves caused by a few people. Taking advantage of the waves, the two kayaks were chasing each other at high speed. They saw the clouds at the back of the crane and Gu Xiaozhou chatting excitedly.

The wind began to rise on the sea, and the waves became larger and larger. The two kayaks gradually drifted passively with the current.

After a while, the duo of Chu Song and Xu Zhihan took one step ahead, successfully crossed the rough sea and entered the right half of the U-shaped track, while Su Luo and Fu Qianbai were entering the U-shaped turn.

At this moment, a huge wave suddenly hit us head-on. The speed was so fast that there was no time to react. The kayak, which was filled with water, was violently knocked over. Su Luo and Fu Qianbai both fell into the sea.

There were exclamations from all around. Fu Qianbai was startled by the freezing cold water in late autumn. After he reacted, he immediately pulled the rope on the life jacket. The orange life jacket expanded instantly, dragging him up to the water little by little.

Everyone scrambled to pull Fu Ganbai into the kayak. He choked a few mouthfuls of water. When he recovered, he found that there was no Su Luo on the sea, and his heart skipped a beat.

The lifeguards from the program team had already heard the news and rushed over. Seeing that Su Luo still didn't show up, they had already dived down to investigate.

In the blue water, the woman's seaweed-black hair floated in the blue waves. The light refracted through the water and onto her face, forming faint spots of light.

After falling into the water, she instinctively pulled the rope on the life jacket, but unexpectedly the rope got entangled in the zipper of her pants.

Haili's vision was already blurry. She rubbed it to untie it, but she couldn't untie it. As time went by, the oxygen in her chest was drained little by little, and the feeling of suffocation gradually came over her.

The blood in the heart seemed to be flowing backwards, not being transported to the limbs, and huge fear surged into my heart.

Her movements became slower and slower, and her consciousness began to blur. Suddenly, a whirlpool seemed to appear in the deep blue water, and a figure swam towards her.

She wanted to raise her arms, but she was unable to control her limbs. The cold water swallowed her up like a beast, and darkness fell.

When Su Luo gained some consciousness again, she felt her chest being pressed regularly, and the noise of people around her seemed vague and unclear, as if there was a barrier between them.

Her lips softened, and streams of oxygen poured into her body along her respiratory tract. She coughed out sea water, and her eyelashes slowly opened.

In the dazzling sky, Chu Song's black eyes were full of panic that could not be concealed. When he saw her waking up, the heart he had been holding finally relaxed.

He carefully lifted her up, put her head on his shoulder, and said hoarsely:
"How do you feel now? Are you dizzy?"

Su Luo shook her head, her brain gradually became clear, and the intense palpitations in her chest made her face faintly pale.

Chu Song only thought that her silence was due to weakness, so he asked someone else for a blanket to wrap around her body, and helped her carry it along her back.

On the coast, Yun Duoduo and his group were waiting anxiously. Before the kayak could reach the shore completely, they waded into the water to pick up people. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Don't you have a life jacket? Why did you end up like this?"

Seeing Su Luo's pale face and chattering teeth, Yun Duoduo's big grape eyes were filled with distress.

"It's too cold outside. Send her inside first."

Chu Song hugged Su Luo and walked in. Xu Zhihan covered her with a jacket and led the way.

The girls' tent had been re-set up. Chu Song put her on the bed and left.

I didn't feel much cold when I was submerged in the water before. After I came out, the water vapor evaporated and took my body temperature away instantly.

Seeing her hunched over from the cold, Xu Zhihan frowned, turned up the air conditioner to [-] degrees, and Yun Duoduo began to undress her.

Su Luo let them tidy up, then curled up into the quilt and stopped moving.

She turned her back to them, with most of her face buried in the pillow, biting her lower lip tightly, waiting for the wave of heart palpitations to pass.

Therefore, Yun Duoduo and Xu Zhihan only thought that she wanted to sleep for a while, so they left one after another. They did not notice the sweat on her forehead and her unusually transparent complexion.

In the tent, the air temperature was very high, but she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.

Sometimes a heart shrinks to a point, and sometimes it expands to the point of bursting. The indescribable pain is tearing at the nerves inch by inch, dense and intense.

Consciousness gradually dissipated, and the body seemed to be no longer controlled by the brain.

Su Luo only felt that her soul was swaying in her body. She was like the soft flesh in the grapefruit peel, being peeled off bit by bit. Her tendons were broken, and she was nakedly exposed in the void.

Darkness descends again, with a terrifying beckoning quality.

She closed her eyes, but struggled to resist the heart-gnawing pain, because she knew that as long as she relaxed for a moment, she would never wake up again.

Never before had she felt so profoundly that life was passing by, like an air bag being drained bit by bit.

And she was powerless.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like more than ten minutes, and it seemed like a century. The waves of the knife-like waves gradually faded away, and she was already soaked to the skin.

When Chu Song came in with brown sugar ginger water, he found Su Luo sleeping on the bed, her long hair spread like flowers on the pillow, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing that she finally started to sweat, the tight string in Chu Song's mind suddenly relaxed.

But soon.Su Luo, who was sleeping, suddenly frowned, her little head shook slightly from side to side, and her face looked sad.

Seeing that she seemed to be haunted by a nightmare, Chu Song walked to the bed and bent down to wake her up. The next second, Su Luo opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes full of fear after being tortured.

Facing the man's worried black eyes, she felt her heart aching again, so she turned around with great effort, leaving only a fragile and slender back of the man.

Seeing this, Chu Song felt completely soft-hearted and lost all his temper. He slowly leaned over and wanted to reach out and put his hand on her shoulder.

Su Luo struggled a little, and her voice was soft and hoarse:

"Do not touch me."

Hearing her choking, Chu Song's heart was sore, as if being tied up by a rose thorn and being poked by countless small thorns.

However, he did not let go, but with a slight force, he carefully but forcefully turned her over to face him, and his rough fingertips lightly touched the water stains on her cheeks.

Facing her red eyes, Chu Song's Adam's apple rolled and his voice was dry:

"How did it get like this?"

Su Luo stared at him quietly, with more and more tears in her eyes, but she couldn't speak the cruel words in her heart.

After returning to her senses, she realized that her strategy time is running out. This is the warning given to her by the rules. The crescent moon is on Fu Ganbai, and she must draw a clear line with Chu Song.

I was lucky to get over it this time, but what about next time?
It hurt so much that she wanted to die, but she really wanted to live.

She lowered her long eyelashes, and the tears in her eyes gathered into tears and rolled down. It took her a long time to find her voice. The words were stuck in her throat and were slipping out little by little:

"Chu Song, we..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man's gentle kiss fell on her forehead, comforting her. Again and again, his voice was very low, with undisguised weakness and guilt in his eyes:

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Listen to me..."

His unfinished words were blocked again. He came over and put his lips against her cheek, sucking away her tears little by little, tenderly and pityingly:

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have provoked you or made you angry. Stop being angry, okay?"

He held her in his arms and coaxed her, unbelievably gentle, and the crisp cold fragrance enveloped her silently. The courage she had finally accumulated was like a pile of firewood sticks, which completely fell apart with just a light touch from him.

The air was quiet, and the tent was filled with the smell of brown sugar ginger water.

For a long time, she buried herself on his shoulder and said dullly:
"I'm hungry."

Chu Song curled his lips, bent down to look at her level, with a smile in his eyes:

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook it."

"Shrimp porridge."

It is time consuming and complex.

"Well, then you lie down and I'll bring it in."

Seeing her nodding obediently, Chu Song helped her lie down, tucked her in the quilt, then turned around and left.

The man's footsteps gradually faded away, a burst of cold air came in, and the door curtain was quickly closed again.

She stared at the ceiling for a while, then forced herself to sit up, took out a piece of paper to wipe away the snot and tears, and got out of bed with her feet bare.

It was raining heavily outside, and the air was moist and fresh.

Such accidents occurred twice in a row, which attracted great attention from the program team, and everyone else was meeting in another tent.

Su Luo walked to the big tree by the beach alone, without wearing shoes or holding an umbrella.

The leaves on the branches turned yellow and fell in large areas. A thin layer was spread on the muddy ground. When you step on it, you can hear the crisp sound of the leaves breaking.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed the bark of the tree with her fingertips. Her eyes followed the mottled texture of the trunk to the sky, and then slowly returned it.

After a long while, she murmured softly:

"Mr. Brown Bear, the rabbit can't bear to leave you..."

　Xie Xun: Me too.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)