1780 The First Thing I Thought of Was Me

This was indeed done by their program team, but it was all under the control of Huadao. He didn't know that the preparation was so realistic!

Not to mention Shi Xiaoya is a little girl, he is a big old man, he trembles just looking at it.

At this time, it was impossible to tell from which direction the sound of "Ta! Tah! Tak!" came from.

The tempo is slow, but consistent throughout.

It seemed to be coming from across the wall, and it seemed to be coming from above the head.

"Ah!" Shi Xiaoya yelled, "Is your program group so insane? It's so scary!"

director:"……"

He also wants to scream now.

The director hurriedly leaned against the big cameraman, only to have the little bird hanging on his arm.

It turned out that the camera brother's hands were shaking too.

"Director...director..." Shi Xiaoya said in a crying voice, "You...can you lead the way in front?"

director:"……"

He dare not!

But he can't say it!

Said to be despised!

The director wanted to move his legs forward, but found that his legs were so weak that he couldn't move.

The sound of "click" seemed to be getting closer.

Shi Xiaoya, the director and cameraman called out at the same time.

"Han Zhuoling!" Shi Xiaoya shouted.

At this time, the first person that comes to her mind is not her family, not her parents, not her elder brother, not those people who always make her think of first in the past, but Han Zhuoling.

She didn't know if Han Zhuoling had also been sent here, but she heard a male voice screaming just now.

Shi Xiaoya thought, probably all the guests were sent in, but they entered through different entrances.

"Xiaoya!" Shi Xiaoya was suddenly pulled into a firm embrace.

It was hard, but it made her extremely at ease.

At the same time, the familiar aroma of grass and mint came from the nose.

In this stuffy and dark corridor, it looks particularly fresh, like a rare little light in the darkness.

"I'm here." Han Zhuoling comforted softly, hugging Shi Xiaoya tightly, patting her back gently with his warm palm, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Shi Xiaoya trembled in his arms, her hands tightly clutching the clothes on his chest.

Han Zhuoling lowered his head and kissed her hair, but Shi Xiaoya was too nervous to notice.

"Han Zhuoling..." Shi Xiaoya called softly.

Han Zhuoling let out a faint laugh, "I'm very happy that you don't call me Young Master Ling anymore, and I'm also very happy that when you're scared, you think of me the first time."

His voice was warm and gentle like a breeze, slowly slipping into Shi Xiaoya's ears.

Shi Xiaoya gradually calmed down, and when she heard his words, her ears turned red all the way to her neck.

"I..." Shi Xiaoya raised her head, just in time to look into his eyes.

"Is it better?" Han Zhuoling asked softly.

He still held her and didn't let go.

The director and cameraman watched from the sidelines, thinking that they really wanted to find someone to hug.

It was surprising to say that since Han Zhuoling came, they were no longer afraid and felt at ease.

It seemed that no matter what happened, Han Zhuoling, a powerful man, stood in front of him, so there was no need to worry about anything.

"Okay...it's much better." Shi Xiaoya said, realizing that she was still hugging her, she quickly let go.

Han Zhuoling also let go of his hand, at least he was filming.

If he is not shooting, he will not let go.

"Did you come here by chance, or did you hear my voice, or..." came to find her on purpose?