After leaving the director's Land Rover, Song Wenbin and Huo Yu both looked unhappy. The windows of all three of their cars were smashed a lot, and Huo Yu was even worse. Not only the windows were smashed, but her tires also blew out, and there was a deep scratch on the rubber table. It was at the beginning of the accident. Stabbed by those black men.
Back to the car, Su Tina staggered out of the car, looked at Song Wenbin and Huo Yu with a pale face, and murmured: "It's really dangerous outside..."
"It's okay, just don't believe anyone we see next time."
Song Wenbin said.
Sutina was stunned.
“Look how far away you are from the nearest city.”
Huo Yu said to Su Tina: "You are the only one who has a mobile phone now."
"Oh...oh oh..."
Sutina finally came to her senses and started navigating on her mobile phone.
Huo Yu walked to his MG and began to check the tires. The tire was completely damaged, but fortunately the road leaving the town was a dirt road, so the steel rim was not worn out.
Huo Yu asked Su Tina: "Didn't you say you have a jack? Bring it over and use it."
"oh oh."
Sutina put down her phone again and went to get the jack. She ran to the back of the car and thought that the car had an electric door, so she ran to the front to open the door. Song Wenbin looked at her like a headless fly. It was probably that this girl had never experienced such things before, and she still hadn't come back after a sudden experience.
When the trunk was opened, Song Wenbin helped Huo Yu get a jack, and then took a wrench from the Hilux on the director's side. The photographers just watched him take pictures without stopping him or helping him.
Huo Yu rolled up his sleeves and took out the spare tire from the trunk of the vehicle. The three of them returned to MG and began to repair the vehicle.
Huo Yu didn't seem to have done this kind of work, and he didn't know how to use a jack. Fortunately, Song Wenbin had helped Ma Qiang as a car dealer in his early years, so he knew a lot about these things, so he squatted next to her and helped her remove the broken tire.
After changing the tire, Song Wenbin wanted to help tighten the screws, but Huo Yu didn't let him help, so he took the screws and started tightening them himself.
Song Wenbin and the other three were repairing the car, while the film crew was filming not far away, showing no intention of helping.
"What the hell is this show crew? I've never seen it this big."
Huo Yu cursed while tightening the screws.
Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw how vigorously she was tightening the screws, and it didn't matter that there was black engine oil on her hands. He immediately joked: "They are just hoping that you will fight with those black people."
Song Wenbin didn't say anything, but Huo Yu immediately glared at him, "Don't you have to give me money!? If you don't give me money, I'll beat them to death!"
Song Wenbin rolled his eyes: "There are so many people, can I beat you?"
"Why can't you beat me? You'll know if you try it?"
she said aggressively.
Song Wenbin didn't want to argue with her, so he just raised his hand: "Okay, okay, Ip Man can do it."
Huo Yu still didn't calm down. She broke off the screws hard and cursed: "There are scum everywhere, and there is no trust at all! Next time I go out, I want it! Bring a samurai sword! I will meet such scum again!" I'll chop off his tongue! Fingers! All of them!"
Every time she said a word, the strength in her hands became stronger, as if she was tightening not the screws, but the head of the fellow liar.
Song Wenbin looked at her with concern. He felt that this guy seemed serious.
At this time, Sutina suddenly took out a stack of naira from her pocket, counted it and handed it to Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin was surprised: "What is this?"
"The money you gave those people."
Sutina whispered: "Count me in."
Song Wenbin was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "Forget it, I was confused for a moment and didn't let Huo Nuxia take action, otherwise I would have to pay less for this unjust money."
At this time, Huo Yu tightened the screws and stood up. When he saw the stack of banknotes in Su Tina's hand, he grabbed them and counted them. Then he divided half of it and gave it back to Su Tina, and handed the other to Song Wenbin, saying: "Keep it, I see how lucky you are in negotiating."
Song Wenbin was unhappy and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you using other people's money to reward me? Are you so thick-skinned?"
"You are thick-skinned. That five thousand is three people's money!"
Huo Yu said loudly: "I share half of it because Sutina gave money to two people! She gave too much!"
"Oh~" Song Wenbin understood. He took the money from Huo Yu's hand without politeness, and then extended his hand to her: "What about yours? Give them to me together."
"I said at the time, if you insist on paying, you will pay out of your own pocket! You also agreed." Huo Yu said.
"Then you just said it was three people's money."
Song Wenbin said.
"I..." Huo Yu blushed for a fraction of a second: "I didn't say anything."
"Did she say it?" Song Wenbin asked Sutina.
Sutina scratched her head in embarrassment: "It seems...should...maybe..."
Huo Yu looked at Sutina with wide eyes. Sutina lowered her head and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I told you."
"Ah!"
Huo Yu angrily scratched Su Tina's face with his hands: "Eating everything! It's a shame I was so worried about you at the time!"
There were three black machine oil marks on Sutina's face instantly, and Huo Yu wanted to apply more on her face. Sutina pushed Huo Yu's hand in a panic and said, "The decision to go was made by us together. At that time, no one else I can’t say no. Of course we should pay for this money together, we can’t let him pay it alone.”
"Do I want you to say it! Do I want you to say it!"
Huo Yu said loudly. After smearing Su Tina's white face into a panda face, Huo Yu got into the car and took the money. After a while, she came out with some naira and threw it to Song Wenbin: "Here you are! This meal Rice counts as AA.”
"Okay, I'll treat you next time."
Song Wenbin said.
"Without you, there won't be a next time."
Huo Yu rolled his eyes at him with disgust, jumped into his MG, and started the car with a buzzing sound.
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin, as if he was hesitant to speak. Song Wenbin saw that her face was black and white, and the corners of her mouth were twitching. Sutina had been thinking about what she wanted to say for a while, but she found that the cameraman in the distance was taking pictures of herself with a machine. She looked at herself in the mirror, her face suddenly changed, she quickly jumped into the car, and pressed the button continuously on Huo Yu. Sounded the horn several times to show dissatisfaction.
Huo Yu poked his head out of the broken window, "What are you pressing? You drive in the front, I don't have navigation!"
Sutina pressed it again, then started the car, passed Song Wenbin, and drove straight ahead.
I don't know why, after such a fuss, Song Wenbin's mood improved slightly after he lost his mobile phone, but he still couldn't think about it. Just thinking about it would cause him to feel scared.
After repairing the tire, the three of them continued along the road. This time they could not drive as fast as before. Once Huo Yu lost his navigation, the fastest driver in the team lost his direction and could only follow Sutina obediently. Secondly, the windows of the three people's cars were all broken. As long as they drove a little faster, the wind would blow into the car.
It would be fine if it was just the wind, but this is Africa. In addition to the wind, there is also a huge amount of dust. Some dilapidated road sections have not been repaired for who knows how many years. Whenever a car passes nearby, it will pick up a lot of dust. Dust, dust got into the car along the broken glass, choking Song Wenbin until he coughed and couldn't open his eyes.
Sutina was okay, she just endured the lead silently. But Huo Yu was about to explode. Whenever a car passed by, she would honk the horn vigorously in the car. Even if the intercom was turned off, Song Wenbin could hear her cursing through the wind.
"...You're going to die if you drive so fast!! Ahem...a scum who forgets his ancestors, a nigger who smashes people's windows, and a group of unscrupulous camera crews who don't even deserve masks!"
"Speak less."
Sutina sighed on the intercom: "I'm eating ashes with my mouth open."
Huo Yu had no intention of shutting up. She even picked up the walkie-talkie and complained: "Why are there such dirty roads? Why are there so many dust on the roads in this country? I can't stand it anymore!!!"
Song Wenbin also wanted to scold him. The windows of his car were still broken despite the endless traffic. Anyone would want to scold him.
But for some reason, he wanted to laugh every time Huo Yu scolded him. Thinking that the guy was also being tortured, Song Wenbin felt that the sandstorm was nothing at all.
As night approached, the road became worse. Even if he drove only thirty or forty yards, Song Wenbin would feel violent bumps. There were more and more potholes on the road, and in some places the stones even piled up into hills. .
Driving on this kind of road, even Huo Yu could only keep his mouth shut, carefully control the vehicle, and try to avoid the potholes.
However, this was not the most unbearable thing. As night approached, the three of them had been driving for a day and were very tired. But since they haven't reached the nearest city yet, they can only continue to drive forward. Song Wenbin had never driven like this since he was born, and he was tired and hungry. He felt that he had already violated the road safety law and entered a state of fatigue driving.
To make matters worse, there were no lights on both sides of the road, so they could only rely on their car lights to move forward in the dark. It was not known whether it was not possible in the first place or whether Song Wenbin had damaged his headlights when he knocked over two black men. His car could only see five meters ahead. From a far distance, nothing can be seen clearly beyond five meters.
The taillights of Huo Yu's car in front of him were like red eyes floating in the darkness, appearing and disappearing. Song Wenbin had to use the intercom from time to time to ask them to slow down, which invisibly slowed down the car.
Only when a passing program crew picked up a truck, Song Wenbin would get a clear view. It was the spotlight on the top of Hilux, which shone far away. But along with the spotlights came all kinds of light-driving mosquitoes, buzzing and buzzing into the car, and from time to time they crashed into the car through the broken glass.
The photographers who were traveling with him were really dedicated. Every time Song Wenbin passed by the show's studio, Taihe Lux, he could see them standing on the back of a pickup truck, taking pictures under the spotlight.
But Song Wenbin felt that he was more dedicated than them, because they were all hiding behind black insect-proof gauze, but he even had a broken car window.
At this time, he finally understood why Africans had to wrap a piece of cloth around their heads. Because at this moment, the tablecloth and clothing purchased in Abuja played a huge role. This tablecloth could be covered over the head, blocking the impact of most mosquitoes, and allowing Song Wenbin to stay awake even though he was tired.
I don’t know how long this trip lasted, but when Song Wenbin saw the street lights again, he almost shed tears. Finally, the road was no longer potholed and the dust gradually disappeared.
When he saw the sign on the road, Huo Yu, who had already been unable to bear it, rushed out with the accelerator and rushed towards the brightly lit city at almost the maximum acceleration of the car. Song Wenbin also stepped on the accelerator as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and Wuling Hongguang flew tremblingly towards the light in the distance.
Finally, when the three of them parked their vehicle in front of a restaurant in the center of the city, not even the director's Land Rover could catch up with them.
Song Wenbin suddenly braked and stopped behind Huo Yu's car, climbed out of the car almost sideways, and stumbled into the unknown restaurant.
The black girl at the checkout was shocked when she saw the three people who had barged in. Except for the eye sockets protected by sunglasses, all three people's faces were covered with dust and insect corpses. Sutina even had black engine oil on her face. He looks like a refugee from the Middle East.
"Hot water."
Huo Yu said in English: "A lot of hot water."
"Don't you want to order?"
Song Wenbin lay on the table and gasped.
"Why are you empty-handed?"
Huo Yu gasped: "Where's the instant noodles!? Where's Lao Ganma?"
Only then did Song Wenbin react. He stumbled to the car and brought instant noodles and Lao Ganma.
Huo Yu asked the store owner for hot water and instant noodles.
However, Sutina remained surprisingly sane at this moment. She stopped the two who were eager to have a fight, took out a piece of soap from her pocket and said: "Wash your hands, wash your hands first!"
Song Wenbin and Huo Yu looked at each other. The dust on Huo Yu's face and the insect corpses in his hair made him almost laugh out loud, and he suddenly became more awake. Seeing that Song Wenbin looked like he was dug out of the ground, Huo Yu felt a chill and quickly threw away the instant noodles and started looking for water.
Fortunately, there is a faucet used by the store for washing dishes in the back kitchen of the restaurant, which is completely open to the air. There were a lot of dirty dishes piled up next to them, but the three of them didn't care about being particular at this time. They squatted down and started washing their faces and hands with the water in the pipe.
When the thick dust rushed down from Song Wenbin's forehead, it almost dyed the ground yellow. The other two were no better, their sun protection was child's play to the dust of the African continent.
After a good rinse, the three of them finally washed away the visible dust and insect corpses. But just when Song Wenbin wanted to make noodles quickly, Huo Yu suddenly squatted on the ground and couldn't get up.
Seeing this, Su Tina quickly squatted down, looked sideways at Huo Yu's face and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
"This is only the first day..."
Huo Yu, who had been scolding him all day, covered his face with sadness: "It's like this on the first day, what will happen next..."
Huo Yu's words rarely resonated with Song Wenbin.
Bumps, mosquitoes, dust, darkness, exhaustion, hunger and thirst... In addition, he was robbed once during the day. He had never experienced such a miserable day in his life, and he had never thought that he would experience such a life.
