
Unfortunately, the other trainees did not share his sentiments.
Over the next few days, filming did not go as smoothly as planned. Not only is Wei Shaoyin's schedule strict and demands a lot, but he was also so critical – made fun of every little detail of their movements and facial expressions – that the short three-second scene left them taking a variety of time to complete.
By the time they finished each day, everyone was exhausted.
In the waiting room, Lu Tao was lying on the floor half dead from exhaustion, but he was still in a good mood to talk to Xia Ling. "Hey, I've noticed that in these past few days almost everyone was summoned by Wei Shaoyin who was demanding unreasonably, a, but only you have not been called to NG and got back. What secret? Quickly, share with me Otherwise, if this goes on, I will be tortured to death by the Unreasonable Wei. "
These few days, every trainee had witnessed and experienced Wei Shaoyin's forgery, so the Senseless Wei became his second name. Xia Ling looked at all the trainees lying on the ground in various positions and could not help but smile lightly.
However, he really had no secrets. The choreography for their current project is not that difficult. To him, it was just basics that were basically second nature to him. Something almost like an instinct. . does it require a secret to achieve it?
He thought for a while, then said, "Train well and let it be instinct."
Lu Tao screamed and stopped moving at all.
Under Wei Shaoyin's rule, most of the months had passed just like that. They are finally in the final round of the project.
When he announced that all the trainees could rest for a few days, everyone entered in a state of euphoria. Sadly, it has been drained by the intensity of the past few weeks, even someone as fit and energetic as Lu Tao – a street dancer – has chosen to spend his first rest day sleeping.
After being held captive by Pei Ziheng for over a year, he felt uncomfortable with all the bedrooms and spent as little time there as possible. So, on a day like this where the weather was so warm and cheerful, she wore a white dress, a thin cardigan, and then went alone for a leisurely stroll.
The forest was quiet and quiet, and the beautiful scenery was an even rarer sight. No wonder Wei Shaoyin took it for the set.
However, to Xia Ling's surprise was Skyart Entertainment's big boss, Li Lei, agreeing to the request. In his previous life, he had been around Pei Ziheng long enough to know what a big punch was like. Private estates like this with mountain villas and resorts for distinguished guests were already as exclusive as ever, but using them as filming and shooting locations was an almost impossible task.
However, Wei Shaoyin had been given the green light.
Was this because he was truly capable, or was it because Boss Li was unconventional?
Could this be a big reason why Skyart Entertainment can develop and develop so quickly – because the quality of their production is a top priority?
He thought about it while walking, and before he realized it, he had walked quite a distance inside the forest.
The temperature had dropped, and the air temperature had become colder and colder. The forest had obscured the sun, and the forest was unusually quiet.
Xia Ling slowed down her pace.
Examining her surroundings, she realized that she could not see any traces she had left behind or people in sight.
Just then, a strange sticky substance landed on his face.
Just then, a strange sticky substance landed on his face.
Xia Ling reached out to touch her – it was red and a hint of warmth. It reeks of blood.
His heart began to beat uncontrollably. When he looked up, all he saw was a bloody corpse hanging on the branch. Definitely gnawed by a savage beast – he lost a leg, his stomach was open, and the inside was a mess, flowing out into pieces, flowing towards his now unrecognizable face.
One of his eyes hung in the air, a gaping eye sockets right at him.
He probably heard himself screaming. Everything in front of him became blurred as something leaped from above and sped past the trees. Before he could react, his feet had given way and the world would not stop spinning.
The searing pain on his back made him realize that he had fallen to the ground, and a creature exhaled at him, blood splashing on his face between every breath needed. Xia Ling opened her eyes and was horrified to see what was only a few inches away from her face.
A leopard with a sharp gaze and a body covered in blood.
At this point, his powerful front leg pressed down on Xia Ling's shoulder, his enormous weight pinning her to the ground. It arched its back slightly, bent forward, and with its mouth open, headed straight for its throat.
The next thing he knew, he only felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder, like he had just clawed.
Paralyzed, Xia Ling could only watch as she opened her bloody mouth, and as she got closer, she closed her eyes and waited for that to happen.
In that instant, the voice of a man could be heard calling. "Er Mao."
In that instant, the voice of a man could be heard calling. "Er Mao."
It was not a loud sound, but to Xia Ling, it meant a world that seemed to echo endlessly. The leopard suddenly stopped.
His white gleaming teeth inched away from his throat, but his cold gaze was fixated on him. A huge weight was still attached to him and, sensing his front claws piercing into his wound, he let out a small scream.
The leopard growled and threatened to swing its tail.
Xia Ling felt her body become stiff, unable to make a sound.
From a distance, he could hear the man again, his voice a bit sluggish. "Sorry, Er Mao is being unwell today, and you've entered his territory."
Oh, so this leopard has an owner, and his name is Er Mao?
It lowered its head and looked at him sharply. . as if it was the food that was before him. It was so close to Xia Ling's face that she could even see some human remains around her mouth.
He remembered the corpse hanging on the tree a moment ago, feeling its entrails churn.
The man did not sound a little perturbed as he asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
He didn't tell Er Mao to get off of him, so it was still burdensome to him. With just his cardigans between Er Mao and him, he could feel his huge and towering presence on his chest with each inhalation. The sound he made was like a growl of aggression, and also an annoyed growl. He was convinced that if he felt any disobedience at all from her, everything waiting for him would be a disaster for him.
But he couldn't force himself to speak.
He didn't tell Er Mao to get off of him, so it was still burdensome to him. With just his cardigans between Er Mao and him, he could feel his huge and towering presence on his chest with each inhalation. The sound he made was like a growl of aggression, and also an annoyed growl. He was convinced that if he felt any disobedience at all from her, everything waiting for him would be a disaster for him.
But he couldn't force himself to speak.
The trauma robs him of his speaking ability. Even with his mouth open, he could not make a sound.
The man waited for a while before lightly saying, "Er Mao, you scared our guest."
He ordered her to release him, and the creature obeyed him. As Xia Ling felt her weight go down, she was free again.
His body was now covered in human blood, and there were fragments of human flesh. The smell of blood and decay flowed towards him as he rolled and got up. He was not sure if it was frightened or smelly, but he held a tree and vomited.
He had not eaten anything before going out. The retching dries it up, and all that comes out is bile.
His proposal was turbulent and in pain, his hands pressing against his stomach as he leaned over to catch his breath.
The man's voice sounded again. "Er Mao doesn't usually eat people, you don't have to be afraid like this."
Habitually? Not eating people?
Then what did he see?
Xia Ling tried not to think of the corpse hanging on the tree as she tried to calm herself down. It was then that he could look up and turn towards the direction the sound was coming from.