Chapter 86:

Chapter 86

Ji Xuan and Ling Han were finally satisfied with An Chen's protective equipment, and the three of them finally went from indoors to outdoors.

In the ski resort, everyone is covered tightly, and there is no need to worry about being recognized. An Chen was wearing a pure white ski suit, and he slipped away by himself.

After Ji Xuan and Ling Han reacted, An Chen had disappeared, white clothes were not easy to find in the ski resort, and the two of them didn't have much interest in skiing, so they just sat on the side and waited for An Chen to come back.

An Chen skated for a long time by himself, and suddenly felt that his ears were very clean, only then did he realize that the two big chatterers hadn't kept up.

This situation is unusual, An Chen hurried back to the starting point, and found that the two people were sitting on the side playing with their mobile phones. An Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then took off his skis, and quietly walked behind the two of them, intending to scare them.

An Chen stood behind the two of them, and just about to raise his hand, a snowboard seemed to hit him, "Ah!" Fortunately, An Chen was flexible and dodged in time.

Ji Xuan and Ling Han, who threw out their skis, were startled when they heard the voice, and turned their heads suddenly, "Ah, Chenchen, are you okay?" "An Xiaochen, did you get hit?"

An Chen was a little confused by the sudden snowboard, "Are you two so ruthless?"

Ji Xuan and Ling Han were relieved when they saw that An Chen hadn't been hit, and then realized that the board was hit by themselves, and they froze in place again.

"Chenchen, instinctive reaction!" Ji Xuan was helpless, while Ling Han nodded beside him. The two of them felt that someone was approaching sneakily behind them, they instinctively picked up the board and hit it, only after throwing it did they realize that it was An Chen.

An Chen drew a circle on the spot, cursing the two of them for having no cake to eat.

"What is Xiaochen doing?" Ling Han was puzzled, and asked Ji Xuan in a low voice.

"Impossible, I must be cursing you." Ling Han retorted.

"It's you!" Ji Xuan continued to fight back.

An Chen raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw two people arguing again over a strange topic. Is this changing the subject? It's not clear who threw the skis first, An Chen feels wronged.

Because it was already late when I came, and the sky is getting dark now. Ji Xuan and Ling Han haven't decided the winner yet, so there is a temporary truce. An Chen was thinking about what to have for dinner, temporarily forgetting the skis that he threw over, and the trip to the ski resort ended happily.

"Let's go, it will get dark later, anyway, I will come to shoot commercials tomorrow. The person in charge of young sent me a message, saying that they are nearby and want to have dinner together." Ji Xuan said to the two people.

Because the appointed time was approaching, the three had no choice but to speed up and return to the hotel, took a brief shower, changed their clothes and were ready to go.

The three of them directly rented a car from the hotel and went to the agreed place. This store is not big, but the decoration style is very distinctive, it is the kind of artificial snow scene, and there are various pictures hanging inside.

Three people came to the reserved private room, and the people inside were the same team as the last shooting. Since we have already cooperated, there is no embarrassment.

Several people were chatting while waiting for the food to be served. By the way, they briefly talked about tomorrow's shooting process and requirements.

After learning that An Chen could ski, the photographer was even more happy, because this time he was going to record a skiing clip, and before coming here, he was still worried about whether he would find a substitute if An Chen couldn't.

The dishes here are delicious, and there are also Syracuse specialties. Several people chatted while eating, and the time passed quickly. After dinner, several people said goodbye happily, and they were all looking forward to tomorrow's shooting.

We can hit the south wall one by one, but we can't lose our ideals one by one.

(end of this chapter)

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