Hilux roared through the streets of India, and Song Wenbin looked worriedly behind the street.
Different from the easy escape in Niuxue Town yesterday, this time he didn't want to be caught at all. He was caught last time, but this time Su Tina and Huo Yu were still in an unknown situation. It may be very dangerous. He cannot and does not dare to lose his freedom. He must find two colleagues. Even if he is caught after finding the two colleagues, he thinks it is acceptable.
However, it seems that the reality not only does not want to fulfill his wish, but actually goes against him. Hilux didn't run very far when a police car with several motorcycles rushing over behind them, honking their sirens.
Song Wenbin was shocked. He patted the roof of the car and said, "Quick, turn around and get rid of them!"
The program crew's car quickly turned around and rushed into the alley nearby. The police car behind them also followed them closely, carrying them all the way through the chaotic streets of India.
The photographer driving the Hilux came from China and was a little hesitant about touching the things on the stalls on the street. However, the Indian police cars behind him had no scruples. They crashed into each other and took away the fruit stalls and trash cans. The Huhu shops on the street were all knocked open, and they were yelling at each other. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Song Wenbin was extremely nervous, but director Bao Li excitedly stuck his head out from the passenger seat, carrying a camera on his body, and filmed wildly at the police car behind him. There is no doubt that this kind of car chase scene on the streets of India is exactly what he wanted. Even domestic movie green screens cannot produce a more realistic scene than this one.
"Stop shooting!"
Song Wenbin held onto the swaying side of the truck and shouted, "You're not afraid of being hit to death!"
It is said that when driving, you should not stick your hands out of the window, but this guy is better, half of his body is sticking out. In terms of dedication, Song Wenbin has never seen anyone more dedicated than director Bao Li.
The director ignored him at all and filmed his own photos, as if the police car behind him was not a police car but a procession to pick up a bride.
Since they were unfamiliar with the place, the photographers of the program team did not know where to hide. While hiding in Tibet, they drove the car to a densely populated river. Here, they could no longer move forward because there were people everywhere in front of them. people.
Song Wenbin knew that if he drove, he would definitely not be able to outrun these Indian cops. They were all outsiders and were not familiar with this place at all.
With his mind spinning, Song Wenbin had an idea. He jumped out of the car, opened the doors one by one, and said loudly: "Get down, everyone, stop driving!
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"Don't you want the car, Brother Bin?"
A photographer asked in horror: "The car is the only thing that can protect us."
"You were driving the car, but they found us in the end. If you ask me, that female Brahmin recognized us only when she saw our car. Now that you are driving, you are just a living target. We are not familiar with each other here, and those notes are all As a local, it’s only a matter of time before we get caught.”
When Song Wenbin said this, the group was speechless and could only quickly pack their things and get off the car. When I was packing my things, the Indian police car behind me had already caught up with me, but because of the huge flow of people by the river, I was not allowed to move forward.
"Quick, let's run separately." In the chaos, Song Wenbin said to his colleagues on the film crew: "Everyone goes in a different direction."
The photographer was shocked and said: "I can't escape with a car, so how can I escape with my legs? I will definitely be caught."
"You can't run away even if you drive." Song Wenbin said: "You are a foreigner and you still want to confront the local police? If you are caught, you will be caught. Buy me some time. After I find Huo Yu and Su Tina, we will Just surrender together and return to China."
"What, then Liu Yong..."
The photographer was shocked and looked at director Pauly who got out of the car beside him, and couldn't make up his mind.
"Just do what he said." Pauly said: "We are only responsible for filming. But Song Wenbin, you want us to help you attract firepower, but don't forget to film. You know, investors are still Hope to see some great content.”
"Okay, okay! Forget about being an investor and producer, Weining, you come with me, and everyone else, spread out and run as many as you can. Anyone who hasn't been caught before tonight will contact me. "
After saying that, he waved to Weining, chose a small alley, and walked in without any explanation.
The other photographers behind him also dispersed in twos and threes and ran in different directions under the direction of the director.
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After getting off the car and entering the street, Song Wenbin was enveloped in a strong sense of strangeness. He was completely unfamiliar with this place, with unfamiliar skin colors, unfamiliar characters, unfamiliar languages, and unfamiliar shops.
Wei Ning had the same feeling. As he ran, he said in a panic beside Song Wenbin: "Yan, if something happens, I won't be able to translate well. There are very few English speakers in this place."
Regardless of this, Song Wenbin said: "Hide for a while and get rid of that arrogant and unreasonable Brahmin woman, and then we will go to Orange to look for clues."
"Are you going to Orange? That's not crazy." Wei Ning said in surprise: "You just threw yourself into a trap."
Song Wenbin stared at Weining for a while and said, "That woman is full of embarrassment. She doesn't care about you at all. If you go to Orange, can you just ask?"
Wei Ning suddenly realized it and said, "So that's it."
While talking, the two came to the exit of the alley, and Song Wenbin stopped Wei Ning violently. I saw the familiar big G parked on the road ahead, but there was not only a big G, but also a Land Rover and three police cars.
Nita Mohan was standing in the middle of the road, loudly arguing with a man with a bandage on his head. The man with the bandage on his head was very angry and tried to push Nita into the car, but she broke away. She cried and cursed on the street, which made the man with the bandage feel a little embarrassed.
Although there was a bandage on his head, Song Wenbin still recognized him. That person was Amrit, Nita's brother.
Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel bad luck in his heart. One good guy is not enough. Now that the brother and sister are together, they will definitely not get any good results if they are found.
However, it seems that the brother and sister are not yet united and are having a fierce conflict. Weining stayed true to his natural instinct as a photographer and kept taking pictures with a small camera.
Song Wenbin asked in a low voice: "What are these two people arguing about?"
Wei Ning listened for a while and said: "That brother was scolding his sister for not obeying the rules, running out of the house privately, or running out of the house with a strange man. His head was smashed trying to find her, and he needed several stitches in the hospital .
The girl was blaming her brother for not stopping the cow snow throwing activity in Kulapapara as she wanted, which resulted in her being hit with snow on her face in Kulapapara and suffering great injustice. If her brother If you act sooner, she won't be fooled by you. "
Song Wenbin:......
He really couldn't understand why he had lied to Nita, and why would someone wishfully think that they were familiar with him after watching a show.
Wei Ning continued: "Then brother asked her to go back quickly and stop running around outside, but she was not happy. She had to find you before going back, and she also said she would make you suffer. At least let you feel it too. The pain of being bullied by cow snow..."
Song Wenbin:......
Although, he couldn't understand the behavior of these fans. If he didn't like him anymore, wouldn't it be better to just stop watching or just forget about him? Why should he pursue them so hard? It seems that there are only a few people in this small world. Same.
Seeing the brother and sister on the street, they also got angry and even started to push each other. Nita was even more exaggerated, pushing and stamping her feet at the same time, getting into the big hole from time to time, and then getting out angrily. Dancing and excited.
Wei Ning listened for a while and couldn't help but said happily: "The brother is scolding the sister for being self-righteous, and the sister is scolding the brother for eating and waiting to die."
"It seems that the two of them understand each other very well." Song Wenbin couldn't help but whisper.
Just as he was looking at it, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.
Song Wenbin was startled and turned his head to look. Policemen came over from the other end of the alley. When they saw Wei Ning holding a camera not far away, they immediately shouted: "Hi!"
The two people watching at the entrance of the alley were startled. They didn't dare to continue watching and ran away.
This angry shout not only shocked Song Wenbin and Wei Ning, but also alerted Amrit and Nita who were arguing on the road. They saw the police officers chasing them out of the alley, and saw the familiar fleeing figure at the entrance of the alley. This Only then did they realize that Song Wenbin was not far from them.
Nita was angry and excited at the same time. She pushed her brother away and chased the place where Song Wenbin disappeared like a dog in heat. While chasing, she shouted: "Yan!"
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Song Wenbin was annoyed. He had just made a plan to run separately. If he turned around and got caught, it would undoubtedly be a big failure of his plan.
Wei Ning was equally annoyed. He couldn't help but said in despair as he ran wildly: "This bitch is crazy!
What is she going to do..."
"I'm talking about Weining."
"What's up?"
"Will you do the same to me if my house collapses one day?" Song Wenbin asked while running.
Wei Ning was startled and almost stumbled over the stone steps under his feet. He looked at Song Wenbin in astonishment and stammered: "You...you...will collapse the house?"
Song Wenbin didn't say anything. He felt that since they were adults, it was not good to speak too clearly. No one can tell what the future holds. Indeed, he enjoys spending time with his fans, but he knows better that the only thing he wants to provide is happiness, and he does not want to provide other public services.
However, now was not a good time to think about the future. Not long after he hid, the police officers caught up with him like maggots on his tarsus.
Song Wenbin looked at the sky and saw that it was almost dusk. This made him anxious, and another day passed like this. Every day that passed, the safety of Huo Yu and Sutina became more doubtful.
hateful! Be sure to get rid of these annoying guys, no matter what.
Just as he was thinking about it, he and Weining wandered around and returned to a dense and dilapidated bungalow area by the river. There were many yellow cloths hanging everywhere, sheets and clothes hanging to dry, and there was a thick smell in the air. Soapy smell.
Here, there are many Indian women standing barefoot in large wooden basins, stepping on their clothes. They look at Song Wenbin and Wei Ning with curiosity and confusion as they inexplicably break into this place.
It seemed that they had entered the area of a laundry shop.
yan…..
Song Wenbin listened to the faint screams coming from behind him, and looked at the Indian women stepping on their clothes in the basin. Seeing that each of them was wearing a headscarf, Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart, filled with tragic feelings. But life.
"Weining." He said seriously.
"Disgusted." Wei Ning looked at him with concern, fearing that he would say things like collapse of the house again.
"It seems that today, we have to give up something." He said seriously.
"Give up something." Weining was puzzled.
"Yes, you always have to give up something when you grow up." Song Wenbin said seriously.
Wei Ning looked at the clothes hanging around and asked calmly: "Do you want to get in dressed as a woman?"
Song Wenbin:…….
He originally wanted to persuade Weining to accept his plan, but he didn't expect that he didn't think it was anything at all, and was even a little excited.
"This is indeed a good idea, as expected of you!" Weining said in surprise.
Song Wenbin looked at his photographer worriedly. Wei Ning was a few years younger than him and was probably born in 2000. It seems that young people today are more accepting of abnormal things than he thought. However, this is not necessary. He gave him some words.
"Let's go, follow me." Song Wenbin whispered.
He took Weining to a middle-aged woman who was drying clothes, took out a few rupees from his pocket and handed them to her, then pointed to the clothes hanging on the wall and said: "I want to buy your clothes, you can sell them Can I take one and help us dress up?”
Weining helped Song Wenbin translate, but the middle-aged aunt couldn't understand English. He could only gesture for a long time before the aunt understood what they were going to do. Although she didn't understand the behavior of these two foreigners, looking at the considerable amount of rupees in front of her, the aunt happily accepted it and gave them two sets of wide cloths, one yellow and one orange.
Song Wenbin and Wei Ning put the two sets of cloths on their bodies and heads with the help of their aunt. The aunt also very considerately found some cinnabar from home and put a piece on each of their foreheads.
When the two of them were changing clothes, several other aunties who were wearing clothes pointed at them, giggled, and kept whispering.
Although the process was humiliating, Song Wenbin felt very satisfied after changing the two pieces of cloth. At this moment, his whole body was covered in a long robe, even his forehead was wrapped. He was confident that Nita would not recognize him anyway.
Although Weining was very excited in the early stage, after he actually put on women's clothing, he couldn't let go and was timid.
After thanking the aunt, the two people reappeared on the streets of India after changing their clothes. As soon as they appeared, a police officer hurried past them without even looking at them.
Seeing this, Song Wenbin and Wei Ning looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but cover their mouths and burst into laughter.
"It's really your fault..." Wei Ning sighed with emotion: "You can think of such a method, but we don't look like women with our skeletons."
Indeed, Song Wenbin is 1.8 meters tall, and Wei Ning is also 1.75 meters tall. Although such a height seems ordinary among men, it appears to be very tall among women. In addition, men's shoulders are wider than women's, and they wear long clothes. The two people in Bu are somewhat different.
Song Wenbin looked down at his flat chest, was startled, and said: "You reminded me, indeed, we are still too lax."
After that, he looked around and saw a small shop next to him, so he said, "Go and buy 4 loaves for me. They should be round and big!"
Wei Ning's face turned red and he said in awe, "Does it have to be this bad?"
"Huo Yu and Su Tina are still waiting for us!" Song Wenbin said sternly, "No matter how cautious you are, you can't be too cautious."
Song Wenbin's integrity moved Wei Ning. He was worthy of being a teacher. He was willing to give up his male dignity for his companions. Perhaps this is the power of idols.
Um!
Weining nodded vigorously, went to the nearby supermarket and bought 4 pieces of bread, and took two pieces and stuffed them into his chest. Song Wenbin also stuffed two pieces, so that they look more like Indian women.
After stuffing the bread, Wei Ning couldn't help but said resentfully: "I really should start a live broadcast. This is Teacher Yan's first time dressing up as a woman."
"What's the point? There's no such thing as women's clothing on the domestic Internet."
Song Wenbin, who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, said carelessly with his bulging chest raised.
As he said that, he pressed his bread, and couldn't help but think of Sutina. Sutina's bread was bigger than his now, and he didn't know if he was tired from walking with it on his head every day.
However, Song Wenbin, who has practiced live broadcasting for ten years, can show no shame and does not take it seriously at all, but Wei Ning cannot be as thick-skinned as Song Wenbin. Although he has tried very hard to catch up with his idol, the eyes around him He still kept his head down, a little afraid to see people.
Song Wenbin saw that he was walking slowly, so he couldn't help but give him the encouragement of his ancestors, and said solemnly: "Look up, Wei Ning, there is nothing shameful in this, and compared to me, your women's clothes are actually better-looking. "
Wei Ning was startled and asked with a slight blush: "Really... is it true, Yan?"
"Ah~ That's right, Wei Ning." Song Wenbin praised: "Your figure is slender than mine, and you are more feminine and younger than me after dressing up as a woman."
Wei Ning held up his robe and turned around, "It's true or not."
"Wow, really~" Song Wenbin sighed from the bottom of his heart. His photographer was already gentle, fair and handsome. After putting on the bread girl's clothes, he even had the ability to tell whether I was male or female. Such a unique charm, Song Wenbin couldn't help but take out his mobile phone, take a picture of volg, record this wonderful and cherished moment, and praise him while taking pictures.
"Look at you now. As long as you don't speak, no one will treat you as a man. You are just like the shy girl next door."
"Sigh, you are really annoying."
Wei Ning blushed with embarrassment in front of Song Wenbin's camera. He couldn't help twisting his waist as he thought of something, and said with a smile: "If this were in China, could Teacher Yan come up and ask for WeChat?"
Song Wenbin laughed when he heard this: "Of course I will. As long as you dare to wear it, I dare to have it. Besides, let alone me, these Indians also like your women's clothes, Wei Ning!"
"Really?" Weining was surprised.
"Of course, when we were walking on the street just now, many Indian men looked at you lustfully." Song Wenbin said happily.
The smile on Weining's face gradually disappeared.
As the sun sank into the horizon at dusk, Song Wenbin's bright and happy smile was obscured by the shadows, and he saw five strong young Indian men walking towards them, breathing heavily and looking at them.
